Chapter 4.

Seven weeks later…

"It has to be today… It just has to be, Jareth." She told him.

"Why must we tell them at all?" Jareth groaned. His fiancée was making a very large and great pain in the goblin king's ass deal about telling her parents she was pregnant AND getting married.

"Because they're my parents, Jareth. I won't keep them worried about me. I love them…"

"Fine… but don't expect me to go willingly." He grumbled angrily.

She shook her head, amused by his distress. He really had nothing to worry about. "We'll just say we eloped, you have the rings, right? You live in Brighton and you're a famous and rich writer, who loves me and will take care of me. You really have no worries, my love. Seriously. Stop pouting. You look like a four year old."

"Kings don't "pout" Sarah… I was merely giving a grim and regretful look."

She shook her head once more. "I'm gonna get dressed. I look like a pig's pen and we're going to see my family today. They already know we're coming… so we shouldn't be much surprise to them, now should there?"

Jareth waved his hand. "There. You're cleaned up. Can we go and get this over with now?"

"I really honestly thought you'd be happy to meet my parents… "

"Not when I'd have to face a certain angry father from Texas that would resolve problems like me with a shotgun and "gods good words." Honestly, Sarah…"

That did it. She slapped him across the face. "He's my father, Jareth. I don't mind little sources of fear from you, but you will NOT insult my family."

"Of course, dear…" He murmured, rubbing his sore cheek.

"Jareth, you're cutting off my circulation."

"Sorry…" He stated, loosening his grip on her hand. He sighed heavily, gave himself a confident smile, and rang the doorbell. Almost immediately after he rang the doorbell, Irene opened the door.

"Oh, Sarah, we thought you'd never come back to us!" she said, going for a bear hug to her step daughter. "We were so worried, Toby most of all!"

"SARAH!" An eleven year olds voice screeched. Toby came running into Sarah's arms. "I thought you'd never come home!"

"I know, Tobes. But I'm here now!" She said, taking him up in her arms and hugging him tightly. Her dad came in third, hugging Irene and Sarah with Toby in her arms. The whole family stayed hugging for a whole minute until they separated. Irene, Toby, and Robert Williams eyed Jareth accusingly.

"Hello." Robert stated first. He sounded very bemused.

"Hello, Mr. Williams, it's a pleasure to meet you." Jareth replied, holding his hand out for a handshake. Robert did noting. Jareth got the message and just dropped his hand slowly, slightly disappointed.

"I have no intention of shaking your hand. You took my daughter away, eloped with her, and probably got her pregnant. That's probably the reason you're here, yes?" Robert snarled.

Sarah winced. "Yes, daddy… I am pregnant. And yes… we eloped and I'm a King now. Jareth lives in Brighton. We met about ten years ago, in the bookstore I worked at, remember daddy? We got into a little disagreement over who wrote what and I was mad at him for a very long time. We were reacquainted just about three months ago, and we dated for awhile and decided we should marry. I decided I loved him too much to be without him any longer… so we married… and I got pregnant not too long afterwards. I didn't mean to… and I meant to tell you. But I didn't… and I'm sorry daddy…"

Robert still had the same icy glare at Jareth. "I still don't trust him… have you moved to wherever he lives yet?"

"Yeah… And he lives in Brighton, dad."

"Brighton…? As in, England?"

"Yes, Daddy. He's a writer."

Robert's glare softened a little. "Alright, Sarah… you clearly love him, and that's why I approve." He said, holding out his hand to shake Jareth's hand.

Jareth smiled lightly and shook his hand firmly. Robert smiled back. "You two should get back… You've got a long way to go. It was nice to meet you, Jareth. Come to visit soon, please."

"I will daddy, I love you." She hugged him tightly.

"Love you more." He said most definitely, squeezing her tighter.

Jareth smiled once more at the family and they made their leave. When they made sure nobody was looking, they disappeared in a cloud of glitter, going back to the world they knew.

TO BE CONTINUED.