SO to make up for my atrociously bad updating I worked very hard to type up this chapter which rather hard as I've had to write an essay for Drama and Theater studies and I've been forced away from my computer several times as we're selling the house and have had viewers. But I have done it and I am actually really proud of this chapter I think it's good ( though I think I may have nearly overused '...')

Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth, I do however now own three shiny Pukka Pads for A-Levels, accept I need four for each subject... thanks amazon...

Chapter Six

"Sarah wait!" Darcy crossed the hallway to Sarah's open door where she was furiously pulling clothes out of her drawer.
"Sarah listen to me" Sarah kept her features stoic and didn't even glance at Darcy.
"Sarah I Have never been forced to beg in my life, don't make me start now."
"You know perhaps it would be good if you did." Sarah muttered mostly to herself, although it was loud enough for Darcy to hear.
"All right then, you don't have to acknowledge me but I'm still going to say it." Darcy drew in a deep breath.

"I meant to.. um… I meant to room with you." Darcy stared at the ground.
"What do you mean you 'meant' to room with me?" Sarah's eyes were dangerously cold.

Darcy, who never backed down from anything, not even drunk goblins attempting to throw chickens at her, took a small step back.
"I… You changed the Labyrinth when you left, I was just trying to help my brother, get every thing back to normal."
"And I haven't been trying to? The Labyrinth changed me too! I've been trying to get back to normaility for 5 years and I thought I finally had when Iwas able to find a true friend, and now I find out she was using me as a way to meet an end" Darcy raised her eyebrow at Sarah, looking scarily like her brother.
"Do you honestly think that's what it is, I'd get the Labyrinth back to rights and then dump you? Sarah, the Labyrinth needs you, you defeated it and now a part of it's magic belongs to you. Without you connecting yourself to it the Labyrinth will wither and die, the further you've distanced yourself over the years, the more the Labyrinth has crumbled. And anyway you just admitted that since the Labyrinth as been back in your life you have been happier… Even if you didn't know it was." Darcy's cautious smile told Sarah she knew she was grasping at straws. Sarah simply glared back at her, her patience stretched tight.
"Honestly Darcy get off your high horse for a second and think… Or at least try to look at this from my prospective, as hard as that may be." Sarah ignored Darcy's face falling and continued.

"I could have accepted you and Robbie or Puck or whatever, were faeries, even if you had lied and planned all this from the start, to be honest I kind of understand why you would want to keep it from me, given all that's happened, but for you to be related to the man who haunted my dreams and had me looking over my shoulder for the past five years, seeing him in you and realising you could be just like him…"
"Hey! I am not.." Sarah cut Darcy off with a look.
"… I think that, that might be just too much." Her speech over Sarah sat down on her bed heavily, shoulders slumped and her eyes had a distinct wetness to them.

Darcy took a hesitant step towards Sarah and then another before pulling Sarah in a tight hug.
" Listen I know you're hurting and that it's going to time to forgive me, but all I want is another chance, please." There was no reaction from Sarah. "Come on Sarah I broke my favourite rule for you."

There was a shaky laugh from the girl encased in Darcy's hug, Sarah raised her as Darcy withdrew and sat down beside Sarah, her brown eyes meeting the startlingly blue ones, a smile gracing her lips.
"So what happens now?" Sarah asked after a moment.
"You stay here and we continue as normally as we can?" Darcy sounded hopeful. Sarah considered it for a moment,
"One word… Jareth." Darcy looked confused.
"What about him?" She questioned
"Is he going to be around all the time now? Quite frankly I don't think I could be around him for a long period of time."
"Why not?" Sarah studied Darcy for a moment before continuing.
"In all senses, at the moment we are still enemies, he stole my brother, admittly I asked him too, but I didn't know it would happen and I want to get him back and he put me through hell. If I was Superman, he'd be Lex Luther; If I was Batman, he'd be the Joker; If I was the Avengers he'd be Loki" (A.N: Yeah Sarah kinda a nerd, plus I think comparing Jareth to the Joker is funny) Sarah looked expectantly at Sarah only to see a blank face.
"What?"
"Never mind, basically I don't like him. I think he's an obnoxious arrogant jerk."
"Sarah he isn't all that bad" Darcy protested. "I mean he practically raised me and I didn't turn out an 'obnoxious arrogant prat now did I"
"Well…"
"Sarah!"
"Only joking."

The two girls chuckled.
"See we can be civil," Darcy playfully nudged Sarah's shoulder.
"Well, yes I suppose we can." Sarah sighed "but you did lie and…"
"Wait!" Darcy's hushed whisper momentarily silenced Sarah. She silently moved off the bed while using her hand to montion Sarah to continue speaking.
"… I'm not sure I can…" Darcy had reached the door by now, she gently placed her hand around the doorknob before wrenching the door open.

Jareth and Robin nearly fell through the door.
"I knew it was too quiet out there." Darcy turned and walked back towards Sarah, who had stood up when the door was pulled open, both girls had their hands on their hips.
"And I suppose you too decided to listen in to see if you needed to create a united force should me and Sarah decide to rip each other apart." Darcy had one eyebrow lifted in a way Sarah had decided only the fae could do.
"Frankly I just wanted to see you get slapped" Jareth drawled "but you both seemed to bee disappointingly nice to one another."
"See what I mean!" Sarah retorted.
"Oh no, that's just Jareth wanting to piss me off. Speaking of…" Darcy turned to Jareth, "… You need to leave."
"Yes I think that might be…" Robin started.
"You too."
"… a very good… Wait… what?"

"You… Need… To… Go…" Darcy rolled her eyes and spoke slowly. "Or at least stay away from the apartment for a while. The shields weren't meant to hide spells and if you stay here someone might track you down."
"Wait, why is that a bad thing?" Sarah questioned.
"Trust me, fae wanting to find him is always a bad thing. Jareth leave" Darcy's voice was commanding with her head held high. Jareth nodded.
"I'll go but now that I've found you..?"
"You may see me just not here." Darcy inclined her head t,owards Sarah. Jareth nodded and moved to stand in front of Darcy and gripped her shoulders.
"Fair faren Darcy." He said before pressing a kiss to her temple." Jareth stepped back and looked at Sarah, the familiar smirk gracing his features.
"Goodbye precious." He purred, his accent sending a shiver down Sarah's spine."
" Goodby Goblin King." Sarah's voice had suddenly gone husky. Jareth blinked owlishly at her before turning on his heel and leaving the room, his boots making soft clicks on the hardwood floors.

The moment Jareth left Darcy burst out laughing.
"What on earth was that? 'Goodbye Goblin King'. Gods I thought you were about to rip his clothes off." Sarah threw a pillow at Darcy.
"Shut up!" Sarah groaned and flopped onto the bed, pillow over her head. Darcy's mention of clothes had made Sarah think of what Jareth was wearing, the tights in particular. How had she not seen the tights?

"I guess I should go then." Robin's voice sobered Darcy's giggles and brought Sarah out of her cringe-worthy thoughts.
"Yeah I suppose, it won't be for long, just until the magic responses die down." Robin nodded nodded "Of course… I love you." Robbie pulled Darcy into a loving kiss, parting all too soon. Sarah averted her eyes from the two lovers, respecting their private moment.

Robin disappeared with a slight pop before their eyes and with him went Darcy's façade. The future queen ebbed away and in it's place stood a girl whose boyfriend had been taken from her yet again. Darcy slid down to the floor and rested against Sarah's bed. Neither girl spoke, knowing there were simply no words for the situation, simply enjoying the comfort and strength the other offered.

Yay everyone's friends again! I couldn't have Sarah mad at Darcy for long, I suck at awkward tensions. Plus the tights made an appearance, am I the only one who wondered if David Bowie stuffed socks or not? On a more serious note this story is also up on Archive of our own and the chapters are a bit better grammatically and I may have changed them a bit so if you prefer that site I'm CharleyInNeedOfAttention although only the prologue is up at the moment.

Please review I've loved your reviews so far, however I did get one asking about 'King of the Goblins and creatures of the mud' (Chapter one) Just to explain this Jareth is the first born and so would one day become King of the Underground so I thought it would be better if he was 'given' the Goblin Kingdom to gain skills plus I don't think the Underground would come to an end if the Goblin Kingdom had rulers changing all the time. As for 'the mud' what other realm would have a Bog of Eternal Stench?

- Don't Worry, Be Happy

Charley xxx