AN: Otay, ch 6. This chapter will start out with the reception where the last chapter left off. I plan to have Sarah somehow *embarrass* Jareth, but I don't know how to go about it. I have an idea… but if I use it, it'll go on for like another five chapters. WAIT. I just thought about it, and I think I will use my idea, but have a simpler outcome than what I was thinking. It may seem like it will end… but it wont. ----- I took a day to think about it, and I came up with a different idea, which may seem I don't know… weird. But it'll make everyone love jareth again. But I don't think anyone ever DIDN'T love anything that had to do with The Bowie. Yes, that is his nickname. The Bowie. Mmmm I must stop thinking about My David, it is distracting me. (and he is not MINE, though I wish he was… NOT him NOW, like, when he was 20, that's how I want him.)

OK AND… Thanks to another review, I will try writing this story in past tense. REALLY sorry about all the changes, one day I will go through the story and edit everything to perfection. Till then…

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Chapter Six

"But Ill be there for you-oo-oo, as the world falls down…" Jareth whispered in Sarah's ear as they waltzed in front of their thousand-something guests.

"Your eyes," He grazed his thumb across her cheek, "Can be so cruel."

"Just as you," She whispered to him, "Can be so cruel?" He smiled when she said this, and pulled her in for a passionate kiss, which sent the crowd roaring.

Sarah pulled her mouth away from his, and looked up at him with hesitant eyes. "Will you please stop being so rough and demanding? It is embarrassing what you do in front of these people."

He continued dancing with her, and replied. "You do not pull away?"

"Of course I don't, you said a war would break out if I did something that didn't seem newlywed-ish."

He chuckled. "You are a smart one, my dear."

Before Sarah could say anything further on the subject, someone tapped on her shoulder. She turned around to see a man, with straight shoulder length brown hair, and piercing green eyes. The man was devastatingly beautiful, and her throat tightened as he began to speak to her and Jareth.

"If you two wouldn't mind, I would like to have one dance with the new Goblin Queen." The dazzling man's voice chimed, he looked Sarah up and down, the attention made her blush.

"Sarah, this is Damon the Elf King." Jareth introduced them, then he walked away, leaving Sarah and the opposed Elf King to slowly sway back and forth. The large crowd had drifted onto the dance floor, and all were twirling, swinging, and stepping around them.

The beautiful man pushed a strand of hair behind his ear, revealing that unlike Jareth, he was actually of the race he ruled. The elf was smiling down at Sarah, and she could not help but stare at his magnificent face. Her face was bleak, almost emotionless despite the wonder she showed while looking at Damon.

"You are not happy." The Elf King bluntly stated, he had lost his smile.

"I… Yes, I am happy. This is my wedding day." Sarah painfully grinned, remembering not to do or say anything that would make trouble.

"No. You are not happy. You are very sad, it is a strange feeling that I am getting from you…. I fear for your life." His brow creased and his hold on Sarah's hand got tighter.

"What are you talking about?" Sarah had lost her grin, and stared at Damon, almost mimicking his confused expression.

"I am an elf, my dear. I can read everything's emotion." His answer baffled Sarah. She tried pulling away from him, but the elf was strong and wouldn't let her go. "What has he done to you?" He demands, his eyes blazing.

"I have no idea what you are talking about!" Sarah should be telling Damon everything, but the elf scared her, and deceiving Jareth somehow felt wrong.

He held her closely, still swaying around the floor, he closed his eyes and took many deep breaths. "You have not been immortal for very long." He says, eyes still closed. His face was unmoving for minutes, and then he spoke again, making Sarah jump. "I know your secret." He opened his eyes and leaned forward, his lips close to her ear. "It is alright, I will take care of everything. Quickly, run into the castle and wait in the front room. I will be there shortly."

Sarah tried to object, but Damon shook his head and pushed her in the direction of the castle. She paused, but then quickly ran through the crowd. It felt like running through fog, she could not see anything, and bumped into many strangers.

She did not know what reaction the crowd had on her abrupt exit from the party, she did not care. All that mattered now was finding out what Damon had been talking about. She waited inside the castle doors. The painting of Jareth stared down at her, sending shivers down her spine.

The double doors swung open and Damon and Jareth walked in, accompanied by two small men, two elf men, and one very large man, whom she presumed was a giant. They all came to stand in front of Sarah.

"She is mine." She glared furiously at Jareth, who was looking at Damon. She turned to look at the group's reaction, and they all seemed to be pretty mad at the Goblin King.

Jareth and the Elf King had some sort of a staring contest for a very long time, it seemed to Sarah. Without any warning, Jareth looked at the floor and sighed in defeat. "No, she is not mine, it is wrong of me to claim her like this."

"Why did you do this Jareth?" Damon asked him. Jareth looks around the room at the others, and lastly rests his eyes on Sarah.

"I had to."

"You did not have to, loving a mortal is no reason to take them from the other world." Damon scolds him, and the giant grumbles, making Sarah jump.

"No… I had to." Jareth stares at his feet shyly, Sarah had never seen him like that, so revealed and out of power to shield himself.

"You know very well you have to ask Him for permission to take a mortal, and you have not spoken to Him in many a year." Damon crosses his arms, waiting for a better explanation.

"I…No, you do not understand. I had to turn her into an immortal." Jareth looked up at Damon, and to Sarah it looked like tears were brimming in his eyes.

"Why? So you could marry her? You are the most selfish person I have ever met Jareth." Damon shook his head and glanced at Sarah, pity in his eyes.

"NO, god damn it!" Jareth burst out at Damon, making the others in the room jump and stand in a position ready for battle. "I had to marry her, because turning her immortal was not strong enough, she needed something to tie her here… or she would be ripped back into her world."

"Oh… That does not make any sense Jareth. Give me an actual reason why you took her, or I will have to take you to Him."

Jareth turned to look at Sarah. "I never wanted you to find out, my dear." He looked back at Damon. "I love Sarah… Well, ok, this is why I brought her here." Jareth took a moment, and then began. "You know the witch Benmihn? She can see into the future and the past. A week before I brought Sarah here, I went to see the witch. She told me about Sarah's future…" Jareth pauses and takes a deep breath. "Or rather… lack there of. This morning, in the mortal world, Sarah was to be in a car crash with her family. None of them were to survive."

Everyone in the room turned silent, only the soft hum of the giants breathing was heard. "You saved her." Damon wide eyed, stared at Jareth, instead of disappointment, he looked at him with admiration.

"I had to, I could not let the only person I have ever loved… pass away."

Sarah had been looking at her feet, listening to the story Jareth had been telling. The pieces had not been put together in her mind, and the thought of her almost dying had not clicked yet. Abruptly she looked up at Jareth with a gasp. "My family?" She said with a sob.

"They are alive. By taking you, I stopped the morning drive to the pancake house."

Sarah eyes tear up, and she began to fall. She awaited the hard floor, but met the arms of her husband. She stared up into the mesmerizing mismatched eyes on her unwanted lovers face. "Thank you."

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End of Ch 6!! Story is not done yet. Ok, Jareth isn't THAT bad anymore is he?

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