AN: Okay, so this is the dream chapter I was talking about. Sorry it took so long to get up, I had to dig through my movies and find Labyrinth so that I didn't get anything wrong here… Sorry in advance if it's kinda, you know, repetitive or familiar would be the word? Feel free to skip over all of the italics. It's just the first part of the movie.

I realized I haven't done a disclaimer yet!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the material that you recognize. That goes to its rightful owners! I do however own the plot, and I would very much appreciate if you would not copy any of my hard work without permission from me first.

Good enough, you think? Sorry, I'll let you read. These ANs get longer every time I do one….

I was standing in my parent's room again, only this time, I had just said "I wish the goblins would take you away, right now," turned off the light and Toby had immediately stopped crying. "Toby? Toby, why aren't you crying? Toby?" As I spoke, I flicked the light back on, trying not to panic when it didn't come on. It's just the storm, it's just the storm, I repeated to myself over and over. Nonetheless, I hurried back into the room, worried that Toby had stopped so suddenly. As I walked to the bed, I saw something in his crib. Relaxing, I reached out to pull the covers off his face and jerked back when nothing but the sheets appeared. Panic struck and I jerked around, trying to find where Toby had gotten to in such a short while. I noticed something rustling in a corner and turned my head… no Toby. I heard scuffling and giggles behind me and spun as fast as I could, catching a glimpse of something brown and slightly fuzzy looking as it disappeared over the edge of the bed. Suddenly, the windows began rattling and I spun to face them as they flew open and an owl soared in. I shielded my eyes for a moment as a sudden gust of wind hit me. When I moved my arm down, I saw a man standing there.

It was Jareth, but he was dressed oddly. He was wearing black armor and what seemed to be a mixture of a high-collar cloak and a cape. "You're him, aren't you? You're the goblin king?"

He smirked

"I want my brother back, please! if it's all the same."

His smirk deepened and he crossed his arms, "What's said is said."

"But, I didn't mean it!" I pleaded.

"Oh, you didn't?" he looked at me with mock surprise on his face.

"Please, where is he?" I begged, frightened.

"You know very well where he is," Jareth replied, placing his hands slightly behind his back and on his hips.

"Please, bring him back, please," I was still unsure of what was going on, hoping that Toby wasn't where I thought he was, and realizing that I was dead if Karen found out.

"Sarah. Go back to your room; play with your toys and your costumes. Forget about the baby," He shook his head slightly as he said this.

"I can't," I replied, slowly becoming more worried about Toby than what Karen would do to me.

He looked at me for a moment, and then brought his hand up, "I've brought you… a gift." As he spoke, a crystal materialized in his hand, one identical to the ones Jareth had been giving me in reality.

"What is it?" I couldn't help but ask.

"It's a crystal. Nothing more." My dream was piecing together random memories and the aspects of the day. As he spoke, he began to play with the crystal, turning it repeatedly over his hand, starting at the wrist and rolling it up his hand, over his fingertips, and down to his wrist on the other side before going back again. It was mesmerizing.

"But if you turn it this way," faster now, "It'll show you your dreams," he began passing it from the back of one hand to the other, over and over. "But this is not a gift for an ordinary girl, who takes care of a screaming baby," it came to a stop, resting on his fingertips in the same way as when he had conjured it, "do you want it?" and he held it up, offering it to me.

I stared, still trying to except everything that had happened and being tempted in spite of myself.

"Then forget the baby," he smirked again.

I snapped back to reality, "I can't, it isn't that I don't appreciate what you're trying to do for me, but I want my brother back." I was holding back tears, "He must be so scare-"

"Sarah," he interrupted me, lifting the crystal as though he would throw it at me and the crystal suddenly turned into a snake, weaving itself around his fingers. He grabbed it and stretched it out, head in one hand, tail in the other, "don't defy me."

Suddenly, he threw it at me! It wrapped around my throat and my hands flew up, grabbing onto it as I let out a little scream. I pulled it away quickly and flung it off me, noticing as it flew away that it was just a purple scarf. As it landed, however, it turned into a furry little creature that looked kinda like the offspring of a bat and a dog. It scurried off and I heard chuckles and giggles from behind me. I spun and heard drawers shutting and thumps on the floor as whatever was watching me ducked out of sight.

"You're no match for me, Sarah," he said, shaking his head slightly. Through all of this, he had yet to look away from my eyes.

"But I have to get my brother back."

He moved aside, almost shrugging as he did and pointed out the window, still not breaking eye contact. "He's there, in my castle."

I rushed to the window, wondering how his castle could be outside my house all of these years and not have me notice it. I could feel his eyes on me the entire time. Outside the window, there was an enormous labyrinth with a castle in the center of it. The sky above it looked as though the sun was setting, but I saw no sun to speak of. There were odd little plants growing along the outside of the window and I found myself gaping.

"Do you still want to look for him?" his voice cut through my thoughts.

Still staring, I replied, "Is that the castle beyond the goblin city?" I turned slowly around as I asked.

He stood there behind me, the window nowhere in sight, and a phantom wind blew his hair as he replied, "turn back, Sarah! Turn back before it's too late."

"I can't… don't you understand that I can't?"

I turned back to look at the labyrinth again.

"What a pity," he said quietly.

It doesn't look that far…." I said, trying to psyche myself up.

"It's farther that you think." he murmured in my ear, "and time is short."

He turned around and walked a few steps, pointing to a clock floating in the air, one with a thirteenth hour. "You have thirteen hours to solve the labyrinth, before your baby brother becomes one of us…" he was slowly backing away, shaking his head and his voice was taking on an echoing property as he slowly disappeared, "forever… such a pity…"

As he faded away, I found myself struggling to stay asleep and find out what happened next. Slowly but surely, consciousness dragged me away.

I opened my eyes and focused on what to do next. Write. Jareth had told me to write them all down. I blindly scrabbled for a pen and paper, grabbed a random notebook and scrawled as much as I could remember about the dream, focused more on the conversation than anything else. After that, I wrote out a detailed description of everything I could remember, such as the labyrinth and the creatures around me, as well as what Jareth was wearing. Then, I organized it all into something that made sense and sat back, turning to look at the clock. My eyes widened, I had slept through my alarm! Class was in twenty minutes! Forgoing a shower, I brushed my hair and teeth, changed, grabbed a poptart, my wallet, my school supplies and (oddly enough) a crystal before racing out to the car.

I stumbled into class a moment before it started and took my seat, blushing when the teacher cocked an eyebrow at me. I had never been this late to class before… even if, technically, I was still early.

AN: Sorry for repeating basically the first part of the movie in that dream there, but it kinda had to be done…tell me how I'm doing. Do you guys want her to have a memory with Jareth in it, or do you guys just want it to stay dreams for now? (I might ignore you and listen to my muses, but feedback is always important to me.) Please review! Moreover, feel free to flame. I'm secure enough in this story at this point to take it… I think. I still would prefer constructive criticism, though, haha.