Hey everyone! Sorry it's taken me so long to update this, you all know how busy summer gets. Anyway, here is an extra long chapter to make it up to you all!
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DISCLAIMER: Surely you all know by now that I don't own Labyrinth
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Chapter 10.
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As the world falls down.
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Chapter 10.
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A warm embrace comforted her as she sobbed.
She had been too late. Spent too much time resting on her journey, spent too much time worrying about the man who held her. And because of that she was too late...
She lowered her head and through bleary eyes looked down at the small lifeless body in her arms.
Toby was dead.
Sarah screamed and sobbed into the dead child's shoulder. No words could describe the anguish she felt as she sobbed. Nothing would ever mend her broken heart.
Sarah's eyes shot open. It had been a dream - Just an awful dream.
As she reflected back to her dream she couldn't help but let the tears fall down her cheeks. It had been so real... Her baby brother's limp body had lain in her arms. His soft blonde curls had been stained with blood and his clothes had been tattered and torn.
Her body shook violently as the sobs overtook her. Slowly she sat herself up from the hard ground and buried her face into her hands as she sobbed. Where was he? Was he alive? Was he cold tired and alone?
The mere thought of him being hungry and cold was bad enough, but knowing that he was completely alone was even worse. He must be so scared.
And here she was, sleeping in a cave when she should be searching for him.
A gloved hand caressed her back softly and Sarah cried out in fear which soon fled when her eyes met the Goblin King beside her.
"Sarah?" He spoke softly.
Sarah wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve, suddenly embarrassed that the Goblin King had once again seen her crying.
"I-I'm fine. Just can't sleep...That's all." She said, looking anywhere but at him.
Jareth sat up slowly his hand still against the small of her back.
"You had a nightmare didn't you?"
Sarah glared at the Goblin King with such anger it shocked him.
"Oh, so as usual you've been reading my thoughts? Or spying on me?" Her voice was thick with anger.
Jareth kept his cool as she said this but gently he removed his hand from her back. "No Sarah, I didn't do those things... you were talking in your sleep. Crying, I heard you."
Sarah bit her lip trying to fight the feelings of guilt that rose in her throat but refused to apologize.
"So? What does it mean to you? Nothing." She snapped, turning her back on him.
"Although it may be hard for you to believe Sarah, it does mean something to me. You and Toby mean more to me than anything." He said his voice was a whisper but Sarah didn't miss it.
"Why are you doing this to me?!" She screamed at him.
Jareth took a deep breath. "Sarah, just calm down. We've been over this-"
"No Jareth! No! Just explain to me why exactly are you doing this to me?!" she interrupted
"Because I want to help you, Sarah." He spoke calmly and kindly, trying to soothe her with his words.
"I don't want your help! And I certainly don't need your help!"
"Yes you do Sarah." he said, his voice a little more stern than before.
"NO I DON'T!" She screamed at him, getting up and running from the cave.
Jareth watched as she ran off into the forest. Sometimes she was such a child. Running off into the forest where otherworldly dangerous creatures dwell. He sighed and ran a gloved hand through his wild blonde hair, then stood and went to find the insufferable woman he loved.
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Sarah ran off into the cold dark forest never once looking back. The ground was wet from the rain previously that night and her feet were soaked, due to the fact that she hadn't put her boots back on. She cursed herself angrily and threw herself onto the ground. Why was this happening to her? Sarah felt a warm tear trickled down her cheek before she even realised she was crying. Finally giving in, Sarah put her hands over her face and sobbed bitterly.
'I shouldn't have shouted at Jareth...I shouldn't blame him for this.' She thought as she finally calmed down a bit.
'He's been nothing but kind to me, and I keep pushing him away...why do I still fear him?'
Footsteps against leaves woke her from her thoughts and before she had a chance to turn around, a leather gloved hand touched her shoulder.
Sarah knew it was him. Somehow she couldn't turn to face him. Couldn't speak to him.
Luckily she didn't have too; Jareth broke the silence between them.
"I need you; as much as you need me Sarah...we both...need each other." His voice was gentle.
Sarah closed her eyes at the sound of this voice. It somehow soothed her...
She shivered as the wind picked up suddenly, and she rubbed her arms, wishing she had brought her jacket with her.
A heavy cloak was placed over her shoulders suddenly. Sarah took a shuddering breath and pulled it around herself tighter.
"I-I know..." she whispered softly. "And...And I'm sorry Jareth." her voice broke with emotion and she looked down at her hands trying not to draw attention to her eyes that once again filled with tears.
Jareth slowly bent down to her level, and gently lifted her chin with his finger and thumb, making her look at him.
Sarah swallowed, and hesitantly looked at him. His eyes bore into hers, as though he was peering into her very soul. She felt her heart beat quicken in her chest as he gently lifted his hand from her chin and onto her cheek. Gently caressing the soft skin there.
"Don't apologize Sarah... just come back." He whispered softly.
Sarah nodded slowly.
Jareth sighed and was about to remove his hand from her face when Sarah suddenly placed her hand atop on his.
He took a sharp intake of breath at the unexpected contact. His skin tingled at the sensation of being touched by her.
She opened her mouth to speak, but no words would come. And so she squeezed his hand gently.
Jareth couldn't help the smile that crept over his face, the way his heart jumped about in his chest like a foolish school boy with a crush. Their friendship was getting stronger.
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A furious cold wind blew against Sarah's back, waking her up from her sleep. She opened her eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the new morning light. She groaned softly as she stretched. Her body ached all over and she was more than freezing. Slowly she sat up and rubbed her eyes, before she took in her surroundings.
A cave, that's right, she and the goblin king and slept in here last night,.
She looked around, wondering where he was. She heard a chuckle come from the entrance way, and she blushed when she saw him gazing at her.
He stood at the entrance, leaning against a large rock. His hair was wild and un-brushed. His clothes had a couple of dirt stains on them. But that didn't matter. He still looked...somewhat handsome. The morning sunlight shone brightly down on his face and hair. Even though today was cold and windy, the sun still shone brightly in the sky.
"Looking for someone?" he said, not bothering to hide the amusement in his voice.
"N-no, Just admiring the cave." she lied.
Jareth laughed then and Sarah couldn't help but smile. His laugh was a pleasant sound to hear.
"Oh, how stubborn you are, Sarah-mine. I love it!" He chuckled
"Yeah, well I could say the same for you." she said as she began to tidy her hair.
"Oh?" He arched a brow over his brown eye
"As the British say, oh indeed."
Jareth chuckled again and watched as she pulled her hair up into a pony tail again. He sighed. He liked her hair down, long and flowing with its beautiful shine.
Sarah folded her blanket and placed it in her backpack and looked around to make sure she had packed everything, when she was sure there was nothing more to pack she zipped up her bag. She sighed and put her leather jacket on.
"It's colder then yesterday." She said, breaking the silence as she crawled out of the cave and stood next to Jareth.
"If I am not mistaken I think we will have to expect some frost soon." He said, looking up at the sky.
"Frost?"
'Oh shit.' Sarah shuddered at the thought. She was cold enough as it was without the frost.
"Maybe snow." He said as he picked up his cloak from the floor and swung it over his shoulders.
"Whoa, wait, snow? Did you just say snow?"
"Yes... there is a chance of snow." he said, looking down at her. His brows furrowed at her worried expression. "What troubles you so?" he asked as he pulled his gloves up over his hands.
"We'll never survive dressed like this if it snows." she said quietly.
"Worry not precious, the snow is a couple of days away yet."
Sarah sighed and picked up her bag, swinging it over her shoulder. "Shall we get a move on then?"
"Yes. We should be on our way now. Do you have all the belongings?"
"Yeah, all packed in my bag." she said, pointing to the huge bag on her back.
Jareth nodded and walked on.
Sarah sighed. 'Here we go again.'
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It was way past lunch time when they finally sat down for a break. They had been walking for six hours solid. They hadn't spoken a word as they went. Simply trying to get to their destination as quick as they possibly could, only when Jareth heard 'much to Sarah's embarrassment!' Sarah's stomach growl did he express a desire to sit for a while and eat something. They walked on only a little further before they found a nice spot, on the tree covered hill, the sun shone brightly there.
Sarah opened her backpack and pulled out two apples.
"Here." she said as she threw it to him.
He caught it and ate it silently.
Sarah watched him as she ate her own apple. Amazing how he could eat so fast and yet so gracefully. He actually fascinated her. She watched as he finished the apple and then began to eat a couple of berries he had found on a bush earlier that day. She sighed and had a sip of water from her bottle. Never once looking away from the enchanting man, who sat crossed legged on the carpet of leaves.
Suddenly he looked up from his eating and looked around. An expression on his face she couldn't read.
"Jareth what is it?" she said, swallowing the last bit of apple.
He said nothing. But quickly stood up, the berries he had collected were now forgotten and left on the floor. He lifted his head up, as if sniffing the air. He didn't seem human as he did this, but more like a dog when strangers are near.
"Jareth?"
Jareth quickly grabbed her hand and yanked her up from the ground. She yelped in surprise.
"Sarah, I sense danger. Something is coming."
He barely finished his sentence before a loud sound filled the air. The sound of some sort of creature howling.
Sarah couldn't deny the fear that rushed through her veins. What could it possibly be?
"What is it out there?" she asked her voice rose to a higher pitch than normal.
"I'll explain later." He said
"No Jareth, c'mon just tell me!" she said, hands on her hips.
Jareth was becoming more and more annoyed "Sarah, Just...follow me." he said as he picked up the bag that lay on the floor, he swung it over his shoulder and with his other hand he grabbed her hand and began to run down from the hill.
Sarah could hardly keep up with the goblin king as he ran, and even though he had hold of her hand, she couldn't keep up with him. He ran faster than anyone she had ever seen before. And when he picked up speed, her legs gave up on her and she tripped up on a branch, her hand slipped from his and she fell onto the floor with such force she felt as though she had broken her body
When Jareth realised he had let Sarah fall from his grasp he stopped running, and dropped the bag to the floor.
"Sarah!" He called, as he searched for her. He felt his heart began to quicken as he realised she was nowhere to be seen. He felt panic overtake him, and realised he must find her.
In a puff of smoke and glitter, Jareth transformed into his owl form. He flew through the forest in search of Sarah, and a couple of yards away he finally saw her. She was lying, unmoving on the floor.
If he hadn't of been an owl in that moment He would have sworn. But as he was an owl, he couldn't and so instead, he flew down to where Sarah lay. Once he landed, he transformed back into his human form and quickly rushed to her side.
"Sarah? Sarah are you alright?" he called, as he sat next to her.
Green eyes stared at him and he took a shuddering sigh of relief.
"Forgive me... I forgot your kind can't run very fast." he said, pulling some of the hair from her face.
"We can run fast, thank you very much. But that-" She chocked. "That was ridiculous. That was as fast as a car." She said her voice sounding croaky as she spoke.
"I forgot to mention that. I'm sorry. Are you hurt?" he said, looking her over.
"Oh no, no, I'm fine. I just fell over when you were running about 20 miles per hour! Of course I'm hurt you stupid fairy!" She shouted angrily.
Jareth didn't much like being called a fairy. He was fae, half fairy, not complete fairy.
"Where are are you hurt?" he asked softly.
"Everywhere! But don't worry I'll be fine." she said sarcastically.
Jareth frowned. "Come on then, get up." he said, offering her his hand.
Sarah scoffed and hit his hand away. "I don't need your help Jareth, I can manage just fine on my own."
"Very well." he said standing up and leaning against a tree, his arms folded over his chest.
Sarah slowly tried to sit up, but her back gave out and she cried out in pain. She was more hurt than she first thought.
Jareth rushed over to her quickly. "You can manage this just fine on your own eh?" he smirked.
Sarah had never wanted to hit someone so much before. He was so impossible! How was she ever to save Toby now? And here he was, smirking and mocking her like the arrogant fairy he was.
"Yes actually, I can! So just you back up and let me get up, please!" she spat, her eyes throwing daggers at him.
Jareth chuckled and then shook his head. "Now now my pet, I don't think you're in any right state to get up by yourself."
"I'm not your pet! Go away."
He chuckled again. "No." He said, not bothering to hide the smug amusement in his voice and instead of offering her his hand he lifted her up in his arms.
She whimpered in pain, but didn't cry out as she had before. Although she felt pissed off with Jareth right now, she couldn't help the feeling of safety as he held her. She liked the way he just swept her off her feet like she was his everything...
I must have hit my head harder than I thought...
Sarah looked into his face as he walked, with her still in his arms. He held her like she weighted nothing, like her weight was nonexistent. She decided that she liked that too.
After a couple of minutes, Jareth lowered her down to the floor again, sitting her up against a tree.
"Do you have any bandages in your bag?" he asked, bending down to her level.
She nodded slowly.
Jareth nodded back and then walked over to her bag that was still on the floor from when he had left it. He searched through it, and finally found what he was looking for. But also something he didn't expect. Brandy. He frowned and put a hand over his chin. So... his little Sarah still wasn't willing to give up on the alcohol. He sighed. He wouldn't mention it to her. At least not yet. He placed the Brandy back in the bag and then walked over to Sarah.
She watched as Jareth poured a little of their drinking water into a bowl and then dipped a cloth into it. He had removed his gloves and Sarah found herself staring at the pale hands of the Goblin King.
He cleaned some of the dirt from her face gently, and then cleaned the huge purple bruise on her forehead. She whimpered in pain.
"Just a couple of bruises, nothing too major. you'll be fine later." he said, as he removed the cloth from her forehead, placing it back in the small bowl and squeezed out some of the dirt then brought it back to her face, cleaning another bruise on her left cheek, then lowered the cloth to her lips, cleaning a tiny cut by her mouth.
She watched him in awe. She couldn't believe that he was actually looking after her, cleaning her wounds, like she used to for Toby when he hurt himself.
He sighed and finally moved the cloth from her lip. "Anymore bruises?"
She shook her head. She had more. The intense pain in her leg was telling her that she had more wounds, but she couldn't let Jareth clean her leg...it was too personal. Although it wouldn't be the first time he would clean scars from her legs. He had done it before. When she had fallen onto the broken glass on her bedroom floor. It felt like so long ago now...
"You hurt your back didn't you?" he said looking her directly in the eyes.
"Yeah, but it's just sore. I'll be fine." she said, trying to smile her thanks.
"Do you need to rest?" he said softly.
"No, let's continue... I want to get this over with." she said, slowly standing. She whimpered at the pain, but wouldn't give in.
Jareth sighed and ran a gloved hand through his hair, which wasn't very easy as his hair was matted and dirty. Sarah was the most impossible creature he had ever met. She was stubborn and wouldn't let him show his affections towards her. But his love for this woman would not leave his heart. Not ever...
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The hours passed by very slowing for Jareth and Sarah, It was as though their energy and determination had fled them completely. Sarah walked with a limp and whimpered in pain every so often, but refused to rest. And Jareth's strength seemed to die the more he walked. Transporting himself into a owl earlier that day hadn't been such a wise move after all. His back ached from carrying the heavy bag over his shoulder. God knows what made it so damn heavy... probably the huge bottle of Brandy Sarah had packed.
He tried not to feel angry as he thought about the alcohol. The very thing that had almost killed Sarah lay in the bottom of the sack which she herself had packed.
Something wet dripped onto the end of his nose, and he looked up to see dark clouds covering the once sunny sky. Great. This was just getting better and better.
Thunder growled and grumbled above them and rain started pouring down from the sky, which became darker and darker every minute.
Jareth heard Sarah sniff behind him, and turned his head to look at her.
She looked pale and ill as she walked slowly, rubbing her arms, her head lowered to the floor.
"Sarah? Are you unwell?" he asked, slowing down his walking pace so that he was walking beside her.
Sarah said nothing, and merely sniffed again. Still rubbing her now soaked arms.
"Sarah?"
When he was met with no reply for the second time, something inside of him clicked.
"What is the matter with you? I ask you a question and you do nothing but ignore me! I'm exhausted of always trying to make you happy, constantly trying to reassure you. To make you see how I feel for you! And yet you say nothing!" He snapped. Throwing the bag down onto the ground.
Sarah didn't even turn back when she heard him shout. She was tired. Too tired to argue, too tried to do anything. She was cold, wet, and worried sick about Toby, not to mention pissed at Jareth for not even answering her question about the noise they had heard earlier today.
Jareth's temper rose when she didn't even acknowledge him. "What have I done to make you hate me so much?"
Sarah grumbled at his words and stopped walking, but didn't turn to look at him. "I don't hate you Jareth... I never did... I just-"
"Just what Sarah? What? All I have done is try to be a friend to you!" he interrupted, his voice leaked with anger and irritation very different from his normal kind or sometimes mocking tone.
Sarah bit her lip angrily and turned to look at him. "I just want to get this over with and then go home! I don't want you to be my friend!" She shouted angrily.
Jareth felt like his heart had been pierced by a sharp sword. He swallowed his hurt and stared at the woman who stood about three yards away from him.
The silence between them was deafening. Only the sounds of thunder and rain falling down from the sky making a splating sound when it hit the leaves of the top of the old bendy trees made a sound.
After about ten seconds of silence Jareth spoke.
"You don't want me to befriend you... so this is why you are so cold and unlike the young woman who entered my labyrinth six years ago? Or why you choose to ignore me?" his voice cracked slightly as he spoke.
"I don't want to be your friend Jareth... not because I don't like you, or because I'm not grateful for the things you have done to help me-"
"THEN WHY NOT?!" His voice boomed at her. Sounding much like the thunder that surrounded them.
"BECAUSE I CAN'T LOSE YOU!" She screamed
For a moment Jareth didn't believe what he had heard, but when Sarah lowered her body to the ground, leaning against the tree and buried her hands into her hair he knew what she had said to be true.
"Don't you get it Jareth? When everything is done, and our mission is accomplished I will never see you again..." she cried, covering her eyes with her hands.
Jareth didn't know what to do with himself as he watched her hopelessly.
"If I'm not your friend then I can't get hurt...I can't lose another person I care about..." she sobbed softly, giving up her pride.
Jareth swallowed the emotion and slowly walked over to her. "You're afraid..." he whispered
Sarah said nothing, only nodded her head and hugged her knees. Her shoulders shaking as soft sobs escaped her parted lips.
Jareth didn't know whether to feel happy that Sarah cared for him even if it was only as a friend, or sad that she lived with so much fear in her heart, so much pain and loss that she couldn't even allow herself a friendship in fear that one day it might disappear.
Jareth gently took hold of her arms, pulling her body towards him, and lifting her onto his lap, cradling her like she was a motherless child. Which was pretty much the case.
"Sarah... we cannot always live in fear of the future...we must live in the now, because now is here, and here is now, and now is all that matters... I understand how it feels to lose someone Sarah, I know the pain that you have endured, but I also know that...that love cures all fears. Together our friendship can cure our past and perhaps..."
He swallowed hard before he continued.
"Perhaps one day we can both find happiness."
Sarah looked up into the mismatched eyes of the Goblin King, she had only spent two days with this man and already she felt such a strong connection to him. Like she had been his friend for many years. She felt her heart somersault in her chest as she looked into his handsome face, as he watched her with so much adoration.
Jareth watched her closely; she seemed so far away as she gazed into his eyes. Like she was trying to figure something out... Her lips parted slightly and Jareth lowered his eyes to look at them. Looking at them with such a desire to kiss them it was becoming unbearable. He battled with himself, desperately trying to fight the urge to kiss her, but only found himself inching closer towards her and when he was too close to pull away, he gave into his desire, and gently he took her mouth with his own.
Sarah's heart was racing with shock as his lips met with her own but found herself relaxing as his tongue gently brushed against her bottom lip. She felt her skin tingle, and found her eyes close against her own will.
The kiss was soft sweet and gentle, but no sooner it had started before it ended.
Very slowly Jareth pulled away from her, his eyes never once left hers as she stared up at him, searching her eyes with his own.
When he looked away from her eyes, he noticed that the tears were still on her face. He lifted his hand up to her cheek, wiping the tears away with his thumb.
"Thank you..." he whispered
"What for?" her voice was soft and shaky as she spoke.
"For showing me how to love."
Sarah smiled slightly and closed her eyes at the sound of someone talking to her with such love and kindness, she was sure her heart would burst. It was overwhelming to be loved. She had never experienced the feeling of being loved before, her parents never showed her love nor had her grandparents or any of her friends. It made her realize that the so called 'love' that Jon had felt for her was nothing compared to that of Jareth's love for her.
Jareth stood up; offering her his hand which she took and he pulled her up into a standing position.
"We should continue on a little further before we retire for the night...it grows late and this rain isn't going to do us any good." he said, clicking back into his Goblin King mode.
"Ok..." she said quietly as she watched him smile at her before he walked over to the bag he had thrown to the floor a while ago, and then began walking on again. Strange how he could continue as if nothing had happened. Or maybe it was strange that she was still blown away by what had just happened. Maybe it was due to her lack of experience... or had she been affected by that kiss?
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Four hours had passed and the rain had stopped just an hour after Jareth had shared his first kiss with Sarah. Now the dark clouds had vanished and the stars shone brightly in the sky. It was as though the weather matched his mood. Earlier he had been down and depressed, now however he was probably the happiest he had ever been before in his whole long life. He knew he had taken a risk by kissing her, and he had been shocked to say the least when she hadn't pushed him away. True the kiss had only lasted a couple of seconds, but she still hadn't pushed him away.
Now he sat on a huge rock just by the little stream in the middle of the forest. It wasn't the first time he'd been here, when he had been a careless young boy he had come here with his horse and a sketch book, he would sit upon this very same rock, either sketching his horse or writing songs or poems. The only thing on his mind at the time had been music art and magic, he had been a very creative child.
He sighed
And now a couple of hundred years later here he was again, but now as a man and the only thoughts on his mind were about the beautiful woman who was sitting a couple of yards away from him, lighting a fire and preparing some food for them both.
He smiled to himself as he remembered the moment he had touched her lips with his own. It would be a moment he would never forget for the rest of his life. He knew it would probably never happen again, but at least he had kissed her once at least. His heart beat quickened as he thought of her and he smiled to himself, the night breeze blowing his wild blonde hair into his face, but he didn't care. His mind was in a better place right now.
And so he sat blissfully unaware of the pear of green eyes that watched him.
She felt a little childish spying on him, but just simply couldn't help herself, she was fascinated with him. She chuckled as she saw him playing with a twig, tapping it against his high black boot like he used to with his riding crop. She bit her lip as she watched him, her heart fluttering about in her chest as she watched his blonde hair blow around him wildly, glitter swirling around him in the night air like tiny fairies.
He was a beautiful sight to behold...
Suddenly a light shone in his finger tips and in a couple of seconds a crystal orb was in his leather clad hand.
Sarah frowned, annoyed that he had used what little magic he had to make a crystal. But then again that was none of her business what he did with his magic, maybe he was checking on someone or something. She squinted trying to see what it was he was looking at in the crystal, and what she saw made her red with embarrassment, for in the crystal he could see her reflection.
She swore as Jareth turned his head to look at her, a broad grin showing his slightly pointed teeth was upon his face.
Embarrassed and ashamed she quickly started busying herself with supper again. She heard him approach and she blushed scarlet red when he chuckled.
"Sarah, Sarah, you seem set upon making my day." he said amusement ringing in his voice.
Sarah pulled a strand of hair that had come loose from her pony tail, back behind her ear.
"I don't know what you're talking about." she lied. Stirring the soup over the fire she had made.
He chuckled again and sat down opposite her.
"Well, doesn't this smell just marvelous." he said sounding a little more than jolly. For a minute Sarah wondered if perhaps he had drunk some of her brandy.
"It's just canned soup sadly, but still I guess it's better than nothing." she said never looking at him.
"Indeed." He said watching her closely with a smirk upon his face.
Sarah felt his eyes upon her, but decided not to acknowledge him. Digging through her bag she pulled out two bowls and dished them both up some soup.
"Here." she said handing him a bowl of soup.
"Thank you Sarah-mine." he said, taking the bowl from her carefully.
"It's nothing really...we don't have much food left you know." she said, sounding a little anxious.
"Don't worry; I'm sure we will do just fine. It's late autumn here, I'm sure we will find some berries or at least something edible."
Sarah nodded and began to eat.
They ate in silence and after they had finished, they had taken the dishes over to the stream and rinsed them in the water there.
"I used to sit here when I was a boy, sketching my horse and writing songs." He said as he sat down on the rock.
Sarah placed the dishes in a pile on the grass and then joined him on the large rock.
"You sing too don't you?" she said looking up at the starry night sky.
"Yes...but I don't sing anymore."
"Why not?"
"Well..." he hesitated for a moment but then sighed and rested his hand over his chin "I don't sing anymore because I don't have much to sing about."
"There's always something to sing about, you as a singer should know that." she said, playing with a bit of grass.
"True...perhaps I just couldn't find it inside me to sing. I often still write songs though, when I have a moment to myself that is." he chuckled
"Would..." she bit her lip in hesitation "Would you sing me something? Something you've written?
Jareth smiled at her request. "Alright." he took a deep breath "Now then, a song that I have written...I know one you may have heard before." he said clearing his throat.
'There's such a sad love, deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel.
Open and closed within your eyes, I'll place the sky, within your eyes.'
Sarah sighed sadly as she remembered how Jareth had sung this to her at the crystal dream all those six years ago...had it really been that long ago? It seemed like only yesterday she had stood in that amazing dress, with people/goblins admiring her and yet she had only wanted him to admire her.
'There's such a fooled heart beating so fast, in search of new dreams. A love that will last within your heart I'll place the moon within your heart.'
'As the pain sweeps through makes no sense for you, every thrill has gone, wasn't too much fun before.'
As he sang to her, Sarah realised how very much the words suited her life. She bit her lip, trying to hide the pain she felt as she remembered her pain she had gone through in her life.
Jareth noticed her eyes fill with tears, and he leaned closer to her, slipping an arm around her waist to comfort her.
'But I'll be there for you-oo, as the world falls down.'
Sarah smiled, he really had been there for her as her world fell down, and everything in the song had been true. She yawned and gently leaned her head against his shoulder.
'Falling, falling in love.'
Sarah closed her eyes tiredly. Falling in love? Maybe she was...
'I'll paint you mornings of gold, I'll spin you valentine evenings though we're strangers till now. We're choosing the path between the stars. I'll leave my love between the stars.
As the pain sweeps through makes no sense for you, every thrill has gone, wasn't too much
fun at all. But I'll be there for you-oo, as the world falls down.'
'Falling'
Falling...
'Falling in love.'
Jareth stopped singing and sighed. It felt good to sing again, he wondered then why he had ever stopped when it brought him so much joy. The woman beside him became limp and heavy against him and he knew she had fallen asleep. He smiled to himself and gently kissed the crown of her raven head.
"I wrote that song for you precious..." he whispered.
Then gently picked her up in his arms and carried her over to where they had made 'camp'
Gently he pushed his way through some of the bushes and then laid her on to the blanket that she had already set up for them both.
She moaned softly as he covered her over with his blanket, giving her extra warmth, and was about to go and fetch the dishes they had left by the stream, when she grabbed his hand in her sleep.
"Oh you precious thing..." he chuckled, laying down next to the woman he was falling more deeply for every second he spent with her.
"I love you."