Chapter 13
I carried Sarah up to what would no be our chambers so she could rest. As I approached the door I used the last once of magic I had to open and warded the door so no one could enter without permission. I laid my beautiful, precious Sarah on my now our bed. I noticed she was wearing a corset ant though she would be more comfortable in something else. I could change her by magic but I didn't want to force more magic upon her body and induce shock. I gently rolled her onto her stomach and began unlacing the back of her dress then gently pulling it from her body. I set to work gently and slowly loosening the corset so not to injure her finally she was left in only her undergarments. I stood from our bed and walked across the room to get her something to wear. She had no dresser in here of her own and after helping force the spell from her I was magically exhausted so there would be no conjuring for awhile. I settled for one of the poets shirts in which I slept. I will admit Sarah looked good in my shirt I just wish it weren't under the circumstances that we were under that she was in my shirt. After changing clothes myself I laid down next to her and pulled her into my side. It was then that I realized how cold she was, I pulled the blankets closer to her chin and her closer to my side. It was then in the privacy of our room with the door warded that I finally let loose. I pulled her close and sobbed into her hair. I was so close to losing her and even still it was a possibility. I couldn't lose her if I did I wouldn't want to live any longer. A life without Sarah would not be a life at all. If Sarah doesn't make it and I do not die of a broken heart I will find some way to make it to her even if it means death. After a few minutes I regained my composure but stayed hidden in Sarah's hair. Forty-five minutes after coming up here there was a knock at the door. Even though I really didn't feel like talking but I had to anyway. "Who is it?" I questioned towards the door. "Jare it's Jade, Drake and mom and dad can we come in?" Jade sounded like she was really concerned so I replied back earnest "Yes Jade you all are welcome to come in." I got up to sit on the side of the bed with my head in my hands when Jade rushed to me. Jade wrapped me in a very affectionate hug while saying "Oh Jare I'm so sorry! At least she's okay. I was so worried but mom and dad forbid me to come up here until they did. Oh Jare I'm so sorry!" Jade started crying all over me but it was okay because it distracted me from how much I wanted to get upset again too. "Shhh Jadey it's okay. At least Sarah's okay. You know she wouldn't want you upset about her. Will you be okay to sit with her so I can talk to mom and dad?" She sniffled a little but said "I... I know sh she wouldn't wa want any anyone upset bu but I can't he help it." she took a deep calming breath so that she could speak a little more clearly "Yes I th think I'll be okay to si sit with her, that is if d Drake will si sit with me too." She turned to Drake as if to ask if she would sit with her. Drake nodded in affirmation and walked to stand beside Jade "It's okay brother we'll watch her for you." he gave me what was supposed to be a brotherly pat on the back but was a little to hard. I got off the bed and walked over to where my mother and father stood quietly waiting "Will you join me in the sitting room so we can discuss this?" They both nodded and we walked silently out the door. Once in the study my mother wrapped me in a hug and my father wrapped her in a hug thus leaving me trapped. After a while my mother and father let go my mother looked at me and said "I'm so sorry Jareth. We will do everything we can to capture who ever has done this but for the time being she is okay. We have placed a protection ward around her so it can't be done again. Now what can you tell us about the magic that surrounded the spell?" my mother and father sat in two high backed chairs beside each other and I took the chair with the slightly lower back in front of them. "The magic was not any that I recognized. It was black mostly but had green edging, it was strange when I tried to take grasp it, it felt almost slimy and cold. It was the strangest type of magic I have ever felt." My mother and father looked to one another then back to me "We will look my son I promise." my father said. "Mother how long will she remain in a coma?" this was the question that I dreaded. "Jareth I have no idea. She has been placed in a magically induced coma by a higher power than us. She could very well be in a coma right up until the deadline or after. I do not know. All we can do is wait." this was not the answer I wanted
Hours turned in to days and days turned into weeks and still my beautiful Sarah remained my sleeping beauty. She was now approaching close to her fifth week in a coma. I miss the sound of her, the ring of her laughter, the warmth in her smile and the joy in her eyes I miss my Sarah. Everyday I slip more and more into a depression all I do now is lay in bed beside my Sarah Marcy is practically running the kingdom. I hate that she is but I can't help it without Sarah my world it falling down. I need her to wake up. I need some hope that she is coming back to me. I talk to her every never really waiting for a response but I talk non the less. It's not enough now I need her to respond. I begin to randomly talk to her like I do many times a day every day, I don't even know if she hears me but oh well.
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I have never been more thankful for rambling in my whole life. If it weren't for Jareth's nonstop rambling I don't know how I could keep going. I would have thought that everyone had given up hope of me ever coming back but Jareth still hangs on. Everyday he talks to me, even though I can't respond. Sometimes he sings to me, sometimes he cries and sometimes he just talks. I love to hear his voice and I'm glad he talks so often but I know he's missing work because of me. Everyday though his voice loses a little more of that spark everyday it seems like a little piece of him dies. I know he's eventually just going to give up and break down apparently today is that day. Today I can still feel and hear like every other day. Today Jareth takes my hands in his and says "I'm so tired Sarah. Everyday I think your getting closer and closer to eternal sleep. I just want to give up Sarah. All I want to do is be with you. It seems like you get to sleep in eternal peace and I am to stay here and suffer every day and nigh in eternal wake. I'm so tired Sarah, all I need is a sign that your still hanging on. All I need is a sign that your coming back to me before I give up completely and find my eternal sleep. Please Sarah just give a sign please." I could tell that he was crying and I wanted to comfort him so bad. I had to do something he was basically saying he was going to kill himself! I had to do something, I was still here. He was still holding my hands so I forced all my will and strength into my hands. I concentrated on tying to curl my fingers just a little bit. It wasn't working, my hands weren't moving. He started talking again "I think today's it Sarah. I can't hang on any longer. I can't live without you I need you to wake up. I may have survived ten years with you Aboveground but five weeks with you Underground and in a coma is killing me. I can't do it any more. I'm gonna let go, I'm going to join you in sleep. I'll be right there." he leaned down to kiss me and started to get up. He was standing beside the bed while holding my hand. He started walking away and his fingers started to slowly slip from mine inch by inch. When his hand started to slip from mine I knew that when it was gone he would be to. I started to get panicky. I was screaming and yelling in my soundless prison and stomping and flailing in my immobile chains but nothing worked. Finally as his fingers were about to slip from mine I fell to my knees in defeat. I had tried everything. Tears were pouring down my face as I whispered one last thing "I love you." His fingers slipped from mine and as one last try I forced all my love and strength and will into one last wave and odds against odds my fingers grabbed on to something. My fingers had grabbed his wrist in my last futile attempt I actually got him.
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Just as my fingers slipped from hers and I was going to go and let go of my grip on life something grabbed my wrist. I turned around to see Sarah's slim fingers wrapped in a vice like grip around my wrist. I fell to my knees clutching her hand in both of mine and cried. She was still there, she was still having on, she was coming back.