Ok so i said i'd post the next chapter soon and here it is. This is more of a fill in kind of chapter, it gives you some background on the Witch us well us explain what her plan is to help Sarah and her friends. This Chapter isn't as detailed or as long as others as i'm still suffering with a sickness bug so please take that into account.

Chapter 12

Jareth's P.O.V

In a cascade of rainbow glitter Jareth appeared in his throne room. He smiled at the clutter free room. He had been right to banish the Goblins from hosting their ridiculous chicken toss torments here.

With a flick of his wrist a crystal materialized upon his fingertips. He gazed intently into it and smiled as he saw his Sarah wrestling with her bedroom door.

"Really precious, you didn't expect me to actually let you disobey me did you?" He whispered gentle as the vision faded along with the Crystal.

He thought back to the kiss and grinned, for the briefest of seconds she had enjoyed it. It shouldn't be that hard for him to persuade her, in any case he had four weeks till the wedding in which to do so and even if she still resisted him he had the rest of eternity to wear her down.

He turned on his heel, intending to return to his study and found that the throne room was not as Goblin free as he thought.

"I wanted to tell King!" Bumble wailed, biting hard on Twitty's ear.

"Ouch! Nos yous didn't I did!" Twitty yowled back.

Jareth watched the two Goblin's fight for a moment, before reaching down and picking both Goblin's up by the scruffs of their necks.

"And what are you two still doing here?" He asked them

The two Goblins looked worriedly at each other.

"Do you remember what I said I'd do to any Goblin's caught lingering in here without my permission?"

Bumble Nodded slowly.

"King said he's bog em." He whispered nervously

"Precisely." Jareth said flashing his wicked grin. In a torrent of glitter the two Goblins disappeared. Jareth smirked.

"Those two won't be making that mistake again." He chuckled as he strode back into his study to finish off the day's paperwork.

Sarah's P.O.V

Sarah opened her eyes and knew she was dreaming. The colours around her were too vibrant and the landscape too beautiful to be anything other than her imagination. She stared in awe around her at the picturesque trees and the exquisite flowers that dotted the area. She appeared to be a clearing in a forest and the sky above was a deep blue without a single cloud to blemish it.

"It's about time." A female voice said from behind her. She spun to see the cloaked finger from her previous dream leaning up against the tree.

"You!" Sarah said relief flooding her as she hurried over.

"Hello Sarah." The finger replied incline her head slightly.

"Hello... wait you never told me your name." Sarah said.

A laugh came from under the hood.

"My name is Allana."

"That's a strange name is it popular among Witches?" Sarah asked.

Allana shook her head.

"There aren't enough of us left for any names to be considered popular."

"How many witches are there then?" Sarah asked genuinely curious.

"Including me. Seven." Allana stated.

Sarah was surprised.

"How can there be so few?" Sarah asked

"Two reason really. One Witches a rare and we are lucky if one Witch is born in a century, two we may be long of life but that does not mean we cannot easily be killed. Many Witches were killed in the Aboveground before we fled down here."

"I'm sorry." Sarah whispered

Allana cocked her head to one side.

"Why are you sorry? It wasn't your fault."

"I'm sorry that it was Humans that killed your Kind and forced you into hiding."

"They could not help it Sarah; they feared what they did not understand, we were too different from Humans for them to trust us."

"I trust you." Sarah said truthfully.

"And for that I thank you." Allana answered. "But now we must hurry, you must tell me all that has transpired since you arrived this morning."

Sarah told Allana of what had transpired that day and watched as the cloaked Witch passed back and forth and pondered the information.

"And you have no idea what the Goblin King had planned for your friends?" Allana asked. Sarah shook her head. "That could prove a problem; let us hope that whatever it is does not put them out of my reach."

Sarah watched Allana for a few more minutes as the Witch muttered to herself.

"You said you were going to send them somewhere the Goblin King could not reach them," Sarah said, "where exactly?"

Allana stopped pacing.

"There is a mountain on the very edge of the Underground that very few know of, the mines in the mountain a filled Iron. A small group of creatures who have made an enemy of the Fey hide there. Jareth being a Fey will be unable to follow them there or use his magic to spy on them."

"So there'll be safe?"

"Yes Sarah, as long as Jareth does not find out about the mines." Allana replied once again resuming her pacing. Again Sarah waited in silence for a while before asking another question.

"You said manifesting in dreams was hard, but why do you always cover yourself in a dark cloak?"

Allana paused for a second as if considering how to answer.

"Because it's easier for me to stay manifested if I don't have to concentrate on holding all my features together. If I only have to concentrate on holding the shape of a cloaked finger then I have more energy and I can stay longer."

Something told Sarah that this wasn't the only reason.

"Is that all?"

Allana hesitated before answering.

"And also because I'm worried that I won't be able manifest myself perfectly."

"Does that matter?" Sarah asked

Allana flinched slightly.

"It does to a Witch." She answered "We pride ourselves on our looks as well as our magic. Unlike your human stereotype for us, Witches are naturally beautiful beings. It's one of the reason humans began to fear us, that and the fact that our emotions are far more precarious than humans. I'd rather you see a cloaked image instead of an inadequate one."

Well that explains why she seems to flit through emotions like someone channel surfing Sarah thought.

"So Witches are... vain?" Sarah asked

"One of our few faults." Allana answered. Sarah resisted the urge to laugh and to ask whether arrogance was another.

Allana unexpectedly abruptly doubled over in pain. Sarah rushed forward reaching out but her hands just went straight through Allana.

"What's happening?" Sarah cried as Allana's form began to flicker.

"My energy is waning, I can't stay much longer." Allana gasped and her voice rising and fading in volume.

"But what are we going to do?" Sarah asked.

"I will make my way into the Labyrinth when I get as close to the castle as I can without arousing the Goblin King's suspicion the Pendant will lead you to me. Then we shall help your friends, with any luck I shall reach you by late morning. Arghh." Allana finished with a cry of Pain.

The Scenery around them began to flicker as well.

"Just in time." Allana breathed," You're beginning to wake up." And with that the beautiful clearing and Allana faded away.

-x-

Sarah opened her eyes to her bedroom in the Castle beyond the Goblin City. Greta was shaking her gently.

"Must wake up Lady Sarah!" The little Goblin women squeaked.

Sarah sat up groggily and stretched.

"What time is it?" she asked

"Almost six my Lady!" Greta said tugging Sarah to her feet and towards "Come, Lady wouldn't want to keep King waiting!"

Sarah inwardly groaned, she had a bad feeling she was going to hate this dinner.

so there you have it, Chapter 12. For those of you who are dying to ask questions please do but i must add that they will more than likely be answered later in the story.