A/N: Well Next Chapter's up. *Sighs* I love my Muse!

Elizabeth grins. "Can I get that in writing?"

I snort, Not on your life!

Well I hope you enjoy and please, pretty please review! Oh and limey goodness in this chapter. You have been warned! I don't own the Labyrinth nor its characters.

Chapter Three: Tears, A Scare, and A Secret Revealed

Sarah eyes fluttered open as she returned to the world of the living.

"Ah, so ye awake, do ye dear?"

Sarah turned toward the voice and found that it was an older woman with long silver hair pulled up into a high pony-tail. Her sky blue eyes dancing with mirth, "How do ye feel, my lady?"

Sarah glanced around the room she was in and her breath caught. The room was lovely with black curtains with silver lace and a warm fire roaring in a marble fireplace. The bed she lie in was huge and oh, so soft. Curiously she turned to see the old woman going through some ornate doors, but not two minutes later she came back through with a long gown.

"Well lass, are ye going to stay abed all day or are ye going to get dressed and go see what our king has in store for ye?" The old elf tisk'd.

"Umm... Who are you?" Sarah blushed as the old woman laughed, she didn't know how else to say it.

"My name's Myria, my lady, but you can call me Mia. I used to be a playing nursemaid to the king, like I will be a playing nursemaid to yer children when ye finally say yes to his ornery highness." She chuckled and added, "Please let them have yer temperament and not his!"

Sarah laughed until it sunk in what Myria had said. Her face turned white with panic. "Wait! Waitwaitwait! I'm not getting married! Who is this king you keep talking about? Where am I for that matter? Wha...what is going on here?" She stammered as Mia gave her a small gentle smile.

"Calm yerself child. Take a deep breath... Go on now. Do it."

Sarah did as she was told without a thought. As she let the air out she felt a lot calmer. Looking at Mia in wonder, she was surprised when the old woman laughed.

"There now, to start with, tell me, what is the last thing that ye remember?"

Sarah gazed at her blankly until the memories came rushing back; the soldiers, the news... Toby... Toby...

"TOBY!" Sarah cried out with a pained voice. "M.. m.. m.. m.. my br.. br.. brother. He.. He's gone. He promised and he's gone. He promised..."

"What is the meaning of this Mia?! Why is she crying? What have you done!"

Mia and Sarah looked started at the doorway. There stood a furious Jareth and Sarah raced into his arms.

"Out Mia! Now!" he barked with barely suppressed rage.

Mia snorted at his tone, "I go, for now, for I know that ye be just concerned with our Sarah, but I warn ye now, if ye ever speak to me as such again I'll turn ye over my KNEE ye stubborn PUP." She growled as she teleported out of the room.

Jareth glared for a minute at the spot where the insolent old hag had stood before picking up the weeping woman and carrying her back to the bed, "Now love, please stop crying. It's not good for the baby."

"WHAT!" Sarah gasped her head snapping up with shock.

Jareth couldn't hold it in. He let loose a laugh, "I kid precious. Now what has gotten you so upset?"

Sarah punched him hard in the arm, "Ow! Sarah, precious, there is no need to get violent."

"Don't ever scare me like that again!" she growled.

Sarah frowned as she felt him still. Looking up into his eyes, she found a depth of sadness in them that caught her breath.

"Would it be so bad... to bear my child... to be loved by me... to… to be my queen?" He asked, breaking eye contact and looking down and away.

Sarah froze at his unexpected vulnerability; she had thought that his proposal had been a diversion. Could he have really meant it? She frowned at the thought of all those wasted years if that were really the case. Realizing that he was still waiting for her answer she grabbed his chin and forced his face back to hers.

Leaning in close, she responded, "I would be honored," then kissed him with all the pent-up feelings that had filled her heart for the last 20 years.

Moving to straddle him, she pushed him down on the bed, never breaking the kiss. Her hands started at his shoulders and moved slowly down to his waist. Grabbing the hem of his shirt she pulled frantic to get closer to him. At the first touch of his skin she froze. His skin, his lips were so soft. Breaking the kiss, she removed her t-shirt and then glaring down at him.

"Am I going to have to do all the work or are you going to snap out of it and play with me!" she huffed.

Growling, she ground into his manhood hard to emphasize what she meant by the word play. Jareth snapped out of his dream state and realized what she had just said and where her hands were. All he could do was moan. His queen was above him offering herself to him, straddling him like a pagan goddess with her hair flowing down her back and over her chest. Her puckered nipples peaking tantalizingly through her thick mane as if to say 'kiss me, lick me, suckle me, take a nibble and taste me'.

With a growl of his own, he grabbed her glorious locks and gave her a hard, demanding kiss. Grabbing her hips, he gave her a hard thrust, relishing the gasp that slipped from her lips as she whimpered in need. Rolling her under him he continued to grind into her hard and fast, while kissing her lips and trailing hot wet kisses down her neck until he got to the base of her shoulder. There he gave a hard bite combined with a hard thrust. Sarah arched off the bed, screaming as she hit her very first orgasm. Jareth groaned as he hit his climax hard with her. With limbs entangled and bodies slick with sweat, Sarah placed a gentle kiss to Jareth's forehead that warmed his heart.

"Jareth?"

"Hmm, what is it precious?" he mumbled exhausted and spent.

"Not that it wasn't mind-blowing and all but do you think next time we could try it without our clothes on?" she grinned at the look on her lovers face as he realized that they were still clothed.

Jareth let out a bark of laughter, "Oh yes. We should definitely try it that way next time."

Jareth waved his hand and Sarah and he were cleaned up and fully dressed. He wore a white poet's shirt and tight black leather pants with knee-high brown boots while Sarah was in the gown that Mia had brought in earlier; it was a forest green with gold trim and embroidery. It had a leather corset and knee-high brown boots identical to Jareth's. Jareth walked over to the vanity that was by the window and pulled an amulet out from one of the drawers.

Walking back to Sarah he knelt in front of her, "Sarah, my precious heart, would you do the honor of becoming my queen, marrying me and baring my children?"

Sarah pretended to think about it...

Jareth's heart started to sink until she gave in a wicked grin, "I thought you would never ask..." she answered in a quiet voice.

Her eyes widened, "Toby…"she whispered, her heart aching as she thought of what she had lost.

Jareth grinned "Oh, love, that reminds me... I have a surprise for you!"

Sarah looked up at him with sad emerald eyes, "Jareth, I..."

Putting a finger to her lips, he hushed her gently, "Not now precious. Come see my surprise first before you start to cry. I almost forgot to show you." He smirked down at her as he placed the amulet around her neck and he gently held her by her waist. With a shower of glitter they were gone.

A/N: WOW how was that for a lime. Sarah's likes to dominate I think. *grins* Well I hope you enjoyed my little lime! Please leave a review at the door. ^_^