Something I never realized was how important reviews are to an author. I'd read different fanfics but I wouldn't leave a review. Now I realize, reviews are what keeps an author wanting to write as it is in my case. There are many different ways I wrote this next chapter but hopefully you are somewhat pleased with what I finally came up with. And I am a young author which isn't really an excuse but if you're wondering, that's why alot of words are misspelled or the sentences seem a little funky. Its not you, its me.

James didn't know how long he'd been running for but as long as he got enough distance from the demons that lunged out at him and himself, then he knew he'd be perfectly fine.

He knew he was starting to get tired and he could almost feel their breath on the back of his neck. With a sudden movement to the left, he turned and ran straight into a figure that quickly put a hand over his mouth.

The demons stopped in their tracks and James could feel himself being pulled back so he and the person behind him were completely hidden behind the rocks. The demons sniffed the air a few times before making a right, in the opposite direction of their prey.

James stayed like that for a minute or two with a hand clamped firmly over his mouth. Then suddenly, the person behind him released James and quickly brushed themselves off.

Stumbling forward a bit, James sharply turned around and stared in awe at the person before him.

She was a woman of about five feet tall with long golden hair. She wore a long pale gown which made her blue eyes seem very attractive and her face was smooth and clear of wrinkles.

The lady caught James gawking at her and inwardly smiled to herself.

"Are you James?" she asked.

"I-I-yeah. I'm James. Who are you?" James replied, still staring at the woman before him.

The lady looked at the mortal in front of her and replied,"I guess I can tell you who I am because you won't be able to remember any of this anyway. My names is Ella and I have a few questions to ask you."

James immediatly straightened up and pointed an accusing finger at her,"Now why the hell do you think i'd talk to you?"

Ella glared at him and she suddenly got the urge to turn around, go back home and leave the mortal here to rot. No, she firmly thought to herself. She was doing this for Jareth.

"Because," Ella calmly replied, "I can get you out of this place and back Aboveground. All you have to do is answer some questions I have."

James forgot about her first statement about not being able to remember anything and finally asked, "What do you want to know?"

Ella thoughtfully placed her finger on her chin and with a steady voice asked, "Did Jareth send you here?"

"You mean the freak with the make up and the poodle hair? Yeah, that guy poofed me here and left me for dead. God knows what I ever did to him," James angrily replied.

Ella wanted to laugh at his poodle remark about Jareth's hair but she quickly realized that if what the mortal said was true, she had only a few minutes to get James out of this place before the Fae council found out.

Biting her lip gently, Ella thought out her last question carefully. Finally she asked, "Is Sarah with Jareth?"

James stood still at the mention of Sarah's name and his face grew pale. With a few stutters, he managed to say, "I wished her away to him and refused to run the Labyrinth. That place is damn near impossible and I wasn't goint to waste my time on some broad like Sarah. But I think your friend Jareth or whatever, likes her."

Ella's ears perked up and she quickly cried,"Why do you think that?"

"Well," James mumbled more to himself then to the fae woman in front of him, still irked that Sarah was in love with some tight wearing freak, "when he showed up to get her, he said that when I failed to solve the Labyrinth, she'd be all his. The way he said it made my skin crawl. Also, he kept on looking at her like...I don't know, like she was his lover or something. Plus, she loves him too."

Ella looked at James in shock trying to comprehend what he'd just said.

"Why do you think that she loves him back?"

"Because," James angrily murmured, "she said it on public television. A television reporter asked us when we first knew we were in love and come to think of it, I should've said the first time I'd seen that hot stripper, but I lied and said it was when I saw Sarah. Then I turned to her and she replied some shit about Jareth painting her mornings or crap like that and spinning valentine cards. I forgot because I was so damn pissed. I mean staying with her for a whole year and not getting anything in the end. Its bullshit and if I get my hands on her again, well, I'll wring her pretty little neck until she coughs up ever dime she owed me for dealing with her."

Backing away a few steps, Ella put her hand to her forehead and quietly thought to herself. First of all, Sarah was with Jareth and that was an absolutely wonderful thing. That meant that he could finally pick a queen that truly loved him and didn't want him just to gain power and attention. Second of all, it appeared that Sarah still loved Jareth even if she wouldn't realize it. Third of all, Ella could see why Jareth had sent the mortal here and was disgusted at why Sarah stayed with him for so long. Jareth could treat her so much better than anybody she gleefully thought. Fourth of all, and perhaps the most important was that she had to get the mortal out of here quick as possible.

James grew impatient of waiting and started tapping his foot while giving Ella angry glares. In an instant, Ella held her hand over James's head and sprinkled silver dust on him.

Feeling confused for a moment, James suddenly fell to the ground. Ella took a hold of his arm and within a second, they were aboveground, in James's apartment.

Picking up James by the shoulders, Ella slowly dragged him to the nearest couch. She had erased his memory of anything he'd witnessed in the past 48 hours and made him think that Sarah had went on a vacation.

Sighing in relief, Ella looked at the room around her once before swiftly disappearing back to the Underground.

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Sarah had been sleeping for eight hours before she finally awoke. The first thing she noticed was the room. It was a large, beautiful looking room with couches, chairs, and tables neatly settled in various places. A fire was quietly roaring and as she searched the room, her eyes landed on a wardrobe with a dresser next to it. All the furniture was draped with white fabric that looked remotely like velvet. The walls were bare but it was hardly noticeable for their dark black quality looked peaceful in the presense of the fire light. It was a room built for a queen!

Shaking her head firmly, Sarah quickly tried to recapture what had happened before she fell asleep. She remembered telling the Labyrinth to James and then he...wished her away? Yes she realized, James wished her away. How stupid it was of her to give him that book. Then what happened? She remembered James flying across the room and Jareth holding her against his body.

Sarah nervously blushed to herself when she realized how close she'd been to him. She suddenly felt angry with herself when she realized that James had just been using her. Forgetting her frustrations for a second, Sarah tried to recall what had happened next. She remembered looking at the ground and seeing it vanish from beneath her and then everything went dark.

And now, as she looked around, she seemed to be in the Goblin King's castle.

Sarah stood up quickly and brushed herself off.

"I can't believe i'm here", Sarah breathed out into the room, admiring the vanity. She stopped in front of the wardrobe and as she was about to open it, she realized, my parents must be so worried. Oh and James, well he must be really shook up about what had just happened and would no doubt get questioned by people about it. I have to get back, Sarah realized, I have to get back before it all falls apart again.

Without a single thought, Sarah ran over to the door and peeked her head out. The hallways were dimly lit by fire torches hanging on the walls. How cliche, Sarah thought, just like out of some horror movie.

"Well, come on feet," Sarah announced to herself as she started to think of ways she could get Jareth to send her back, although something deep in her gut told her it wouldn't be all that easy.

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After wandering around for ten minutes or maybe an hour, Sarah realized she was lost. But before she could panic, she heard two voices in a room ahead of her. She walked toward the sound of the voices coming through the twin sized wooden doors.

Sarah quietly walked up to the door but decided against knocking on it. She instead, leaned in and pressed her ear to the door. She made out Jareth's voice right away but the second came from an unfamilar woman.

"Jareth, I have saved your ass too many times. What were you thinking of sending a mortal down there? If the Fae council found him before I did, they would've stripped you of your title and made you an exile," the woman cried in furstration.

"Ella, please," Jareth stated calmly, "I saw what that boy had done to people in the past and what he was going to do to Sarah. I had every right in doing what I did. Plus, the boy was going to end up there anyway. I just thought I'd save him the trouble."

Sarah could hear the smugness in his voice and apparently so could Ella because she replied back,"Jareth, whatever crime that mortal has commited, it is not, I repeat, NOT your job to deal with it. Sarah was wished away to you and the mortal did not want to run the Labyrinth. You've had this happen many times, what's so different this time?"

Sarah heard Jareth get up and start to pace the floor. She grew nervous for a moment but stayed where she was, intently listening for his answer.

"Because I want her here with no disruptions and no distractions to carry out my plan," Jareth stated.

"So you were afraid that James would come back for her? You wanted to make sure that he was out of the way?" Ella chirped.

"Yes. Now that you have taken care of that problem, there's nothing to worry about. I will admit I acted a bit drastically but that was the only place I could think of to put the boy. Sarah is finally mine and this time, I'm not letting her go," Jareth spoke harshly.

"Isn't that a bit much for a mortal girl?" Ella asked quietly.

"It will all be worth it in the end," Jareth suggested, angrily.

Sarah listened quietly on the other side of the door. Her heart was pounding heavily in her chest as she realized that there wasn't going to be any pleading with Jareth. As he had just said, she was in his possesion and from the way he spoke, Sarah knew that he planned on extracting his revenge. And what about James? What did the the woman mean when she said that she took care of him?

Growing a little hesitant, Sarah suddenly realized how angry the Goblin King must still be at her. She had defeated him and picked her brother over him.

A part of her denied his anger as she had done before but the other part of her felt a silent dread wash over her as she thought of how painful it was for him to lose. After the Labyrinth, Sarah's pride had been hurt, smashed, and beaten around many times but she couldn't imagine how bad it was for somebody who never lost. Somebody who always go what they wanted.

She was in such deep thought that she almost missed the next part of the conversation.

"Well, if I'm going to help you, my first suggestion is that you don't tell Sarah that she was so close from escaping you. Like I said before, if the Fae council would've found the mortal boy before I did, they would've taken Sarah out of your hands and put her back Aboveground with no memory of her time in the Labyrinth, this time or the last," Ella stated.

Sarah's face went very pale and she took a few steps back. She was struck speechless and her blood boiled effortlessly.

I cannot believe it! Sarah thought. I was so fucking close from getting away from him but instead of trying to, I was wasting my time away sleeping!

Suddenly, Sarah started walking toward the direction of her room or in the direction she thought it was. She went from being angry to embarassed to flat out scared when she realized the power Jareth held over her. She was wished away to him and he seems to have every intention on making her suffer.

Seeing her door wide open, Sarah quickly ran to it and shut it tightly behind her with only one thought in her mind. Escape.

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"Are you going to check on her?" Ella questioned.

Jareth glanced around his chambers and said, "No, not yet. She'll need time to take everything in and when she realizes her situation, I will make myself present."

Ella smiled weakly at her brother but didn't say anything back. She knew the right thing for him to do was find her and explain his feelings and intentions to her. If he didn't right away, Sarah would get the idea that he wanted revenge and end up being resentful toward him. Ella knew that would eventually happen since Jareth never quite understood the girl or how she outwitted him. Oh but how fun it will be to meet her though, Ella happily decided to herself.

If there was one thing that Jareth had done the same as he did 10 years ago and as he was doing now, that was underestimating Sarah. As the book clearly stated, Sarah Williams wasn't just an ordinary girl but instead, a strong, independent, and beautiful woman.

And while Jareth quietly pondered over Sarah and how he'd carry things out around her and as Ella went back to her guest chambers, pondering on what the famous Sarah Williams was going to be like, on the other side of the castle, Sarah was slowly but easily, making her escape into the night.

I would just like to know if I'm still keeping your interest. I've reread my other chapters and realized that its been going downhill from then to here. But you are the critiques so you get the final say. But imagine this before you go.

You wake up to see David Bowie standing over your bed, smiling wickedly at you. Staring back like a deer caught in the headlights, you squeal as he jumps on top of you and pulls the covers over both of your heads. A few giggles are heard before he asks you to love him, fear him, and do as he says and he'll be your slave. The answer is up to you but David Bowie doesn't always like the word no so he'll try to convince you until you scream "Yes!"

Lol...I don't know where I get these fluffy ideas?!?!