Amanda opened the door that led to the holding cell, and motioned for Jareth to move inside. He glanced at her briefly, before stepping in. Amanda ran her hands over the crystals and the door shut, the barrier coming up around it.

She turned to look at Jareth again, who was stepping up as close as he possibly could against the bars of the cell.

"This place far away you talk about…" Amanda trailed.

"Ah, my beautiful Labyrinth…it is truly a very lovely place indeed. If you come with me, I can show it to you. We can rule together…" Jareth spoke up.

"See, there you go again. Why on earth would you think that I would come to this place with you? For one, I don't even believe it really exists…two…even if it did it is probably full of more freaks like you…three…you are really starting to creep me out…" Amanda trailed.

Jareth tilted his head and smiled at her. "Then why did you not resist my touch?" he questioned.

"Do you see what I have pointed at you?" Amanda asked, raising her gun slightly.

"I do. You are hiding behind you're puny weapon…" Jareth stated, with a sigh.

"Hiding? Puny? Okay you know what…that's it…" Amanda said, cocking her gun. She aimed it directly for Jareth's head. She felt some cold sweat on the back of her neck, and on her forehead.

Jareth's smile slowly spread across his face, and he opened up his arms in challenge.

"Go ahead, my dear….but we both know you cannot resist what I have to offer you. You seem to be very fond of the large man with the rather odd hair problem….very odd indeed. But fondness alone will not satisfy your wants…" Jareth stated.

"Fond of? I love Ronon. He is the love of my life. I am perfectly satisfied with him," Amanda growled.

"Then why did you not resist my kiss?" Jareth asked.

"I did! I had you at gunpoint…" Amanda retorted.

"Yes, after the kiss. You knew it was predictable and you even kissed back…I could feel it. Just like I feel your want…you're need for me…" Jareth said, his voice sounding poetic again.

"I don't want…or need you…" Amanda said, her hand that was holding the gun began to shake slightly.

"Yes, yes you do…" Jareth stated.

Amanda's forehead creased in anger, and she pulled the trigger. The bullet flew towards the cell, and bounced off the shield.

Jareth had ducked slightly, but at the sound of the bullet hitting the invisible shield he slowly turned his gaze back to her. His smirk was the first thing to come back, before an eerie smile spread on his face again.

"Now you know just how serious I am," Amanda stated.

"Apparently not very, my dear…" Jareth replied.

"I just shot at you! And stop calling me that!" Amanda yelled.

Jareth chuckled slightly. "So…now she tells me to stop. After all these times, you're right…maybe I should go for your pretty friend that was next to me at the table…" Jareth said, with a simple shrug.

Teyla, Amanda thought.

"You stay away from her," Amanda hissed.

Jareth smiled. "See? Now look who is getting jealous. That flatters me so…" Jareth said, sitting down on the floor of the cell.

"Jealous? I'm not getting jealous! I'm just telling you to stay away from my friend. If I don't trust myself around you, I'm not going to trust you around everyone else…" Amanda said, before turning away.

"I won't be here when the guard comes to check on me…" Jareth stated.

"Yea, I don't think you're going anywhere…" Amanda stated, not turning around to look at him.

She walked through the doors, and heard them close behind her.

Jareth smiled at the set of doors.

"No form of a prison can keep me away from what I want…" Jareth stated, before thrusting his hand through the bar.

His hand pierced through the barrier, and he slowly slid himself through the bars. He flattened out his robe once he reached the other side and smirked.

The chase was on.