Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth, that belongs to the awesome late Jim Henson and awesome still kicking it Brian Froud and the still sexy David Bowie. Thanks guys for such an such a wonderful movie!

Warnings: This story is rated for mild language, some violence, David Bowie's Area, and of course sex, drugs, and rock n' roll. Oh yeah and David Bowie's Area, I mention this twice because there is going to be a lot of it.

Current Music: Magic Dance by David Bowie

A Special Thanks to HippieAthena, my new beta!

Chapter Four

What Kind Of Magic Spell To Use?

Deep in the castle beyond the Goblin City at the center of the Labyrinth a dark creature woke from an uneasy sleep. The Goblin King seldom slept peacefully since the girl broke him and banished him. His sanity had long since left him. Had he a shred of it left he would know that the dark creature destroying his kingdom was not the girl that defeated him. This creature took her shape but was not her, but the Goblin King did not know or care. His once sharp mind had been torn asunder long ago and in its place the mind of a vicious wounded beast. When the Goblin King was awake it would chase the shadow apparition of the girl, howling when it caught sight of her and relentlessly giving chase. Tearing through black sharp vines with his claws but always his shadowy prey would elude him, mocking him with a cold smile just before disappearing into the shadows. Had the Goblin King still had his mind he would notice the inhabitants growing fewer in number with each passing night, being consumed by his shadowy prey one by one. The only ones left were mechanical monstrosities and the most ferocious of creatures.

The Goblin King stirred from his restless sleep when he heard someone call his name from far away. Something in his mind clicked, 'It's the girl! Has my ban been lifted?' The Goblin King called a crystal to see if he can scry on the girl, with fury he saw her in a bed with a naked man that was almost familiar to him, a man that was not him. In his jealous rage he threw the crystal against the wall where it shattered in a thousand pieces. He bellowed and howled his wrath at the girl and the familiar man, clawing at the stone walls around him. He ended his tantrum when he felt a pain in his eye like someone punched him. Then something occurred to him, "If I can see the girl with my crystals, that means my ban has been lifted!"

The Goblin King smiled triumphantly, knowing that girl was finally within his grasp, that he was finally free to go to the mortal realm. He could tear the girl and this interloping male to shreds. All he needed was a way to get there, he had collapsed almost all the portals and his split power was not enough to simply will himself to her home like he used to. He looked out on the ruins of his kingdom and in the distance a red glowing light caught his eye. Then he heard the bugle of a great and powerful beast, one very familiar to him. He smiled, "I know just how to get there. My loyal steed can easily fly to the mortal realm, he has yet to fail me."

The Goblin king had a long night ahead of him, his steed though loyal was an elusive creature and also quite dangerous. If he was not careful his old friend could tear him to shreds or burn him to ash, he was also the most vicious creature in the labyrinth besides himself. The Goblin King howled back to his loyal steed, "Come, my old friend! Tonight we hunt!"

Sarah heard Jareth cry her name from the shower, or rather moaned it. She blushed realized what he could be doing, 'Calm down, Sarah. Maybe he's just having problems with the faucet or something. I'm going to check on him, just to make sure he's not having problems with the plumbing. It's not like I want to pecker- I mean peep on him. So what if he's got a sexy voice and a magnificent body that he's probably...' Sarah shook her head free of her explicit thoughts as she went up to check on him, denying to herself that she wanted to see him naked and hear him moan her name in ecstasy.

Sarah crept silently into the bathroom and her body flushed with desire at the sight before her. She could see Jareth clearly through the transparent glass of the shower door, his naked body flushed with ecstasy while he pleasured himself to the thought of her. Sarah had seen Jareth naked last night, but never like this. She had been too unnerved at the sight and proximity of a naked man to really see just how beautiful Jareth truly was. Sarah stood there admiring every inch of this captivating man. She watched his long graceful fingers rapidly pump his impressive erection. Sarah felt heat building between her legs, like a fire inside of her wanting to be quenched. She had felt this before almost a year ago whenever Jareth was near her in the labyrinth but she didn't quite know what that fire inside of her was. Now she that is a little older and wiser she knew what this fire was; it was desire. She wanted Jareth to take her like a stallion would a mare in heat.

Sarah shook head of where her thoughts were going and denied to herself what wanted. 'No way! I don't want him like that! He's been nice, and I guess I can admit that he's really cute, but he's too old. So no way I can want him, right?' Her resolve was waning.

Sarah found herself fighting an urge to join Jareth in the shower and let him have his way with her. Sarah shifted her legs instinctively, her loins were tingling with unquenched desire for something was unfamiliar with, but she knew that she needed it. Sarah finally lost the battle against her desire when she saw Jareth finally climax, shouting her name and declaring his love for her. Her mind was fogged with desire, 'Why am I fighting this? He wants me and I want him!' Sarah walked slowly toward him with every intention of fulfilling their mutual desires and she tapped on the glass door, startling Jareth.

"Sarah?" Jareth asked, very much surprised to see her. His eyes widened when he took in her appearance. Her eyes were dark with desire, her face flushed and her breath coming out in rapid pants. He looked down and saw her hard nipples through her thin shirt. He grinned excitedly when he saw a spot of moisture between her clothed thighs. She was wet and ready for him. Jareth opened the shower door to get closer to her. He huskily purred into her ear, "Is there something you need, Sarah? Perhaps something I can help you with?"

Sarah bit her lip nervously, his enticing scent of lilacs and leather washed over her. She put her hands on his warm wet chest not caring if he got her wet. Her voice dripped with desire when she told Jareth, "Yes! Jareth, I need..."

Jareth leaned in until their noses touched and he whispered against her lips, "Yes, Sarah? Tell me what you want."

Sarah pressed her wanting body against his, "Jareth, I want..." And suddenly they heard Toby yell, "I'm hungry!" effectively pouring cold water over both of them. Sarah's cognitive faculties returned after being lost in a fog of lust. Sarah felt ashamed, she was going to jump Jareth's bones in her parents bathroom. Once again she almost forgot about Toby while in the distracting presence of this man. There was no doubt in her mind that she wanted Jareth but she did not yet know if what she felt was love or simply lust. Her own mother didn't know what she felt for her father when they got married. Her parents only got married because her mother was pregnant with her, now they're divorced and they feel nothing but contempt for each other. Sarah did not want that to happen to her and Jareth. Sarah looked up at Jareth, who was still waiting for her answer. Sarah stuttered out nervously, "Jareth, I want... to know if you still want to go on a date. You know... as my boyfriend?"

Jareth let out a laugh, "You are certainly a bold one! Tell me, is it customary to ask men out to date while they are wanking off in the shower?"

Sarah looked down feeling like a complete idiot until she heard Jareth finish, "But, yes I would love to be your boyfriend and I shall start by making the three of us some breakfast. Now if you don't mind I'm going to go feed our little chap."

Jareth grabbed his towel and his bathrobe and headed downstairs, leaving Sarah grinning and doing her own little happy dance. Something she had not done in a while. She looked down at her wet clothes and decided to change into some of her nicer clothes out of a rare urge to impress someone. She even put on some makeup. Sarah wondered briefly if Toby would remember Jareth or how Toby would react to him. "I hope Toby doesn't panic when he sees Jareth."

When Sarah got downstairs to the kitchen she saw Jareth in front of the stove with Merlin watching him intently. Toby was at the table, eagerly digging into his breakfast. Jareth looked up and smiled when he saw her. "You're breakfast is on the table, precious, along with some freshly brewed tea. I've got some sausages and eggs but those will take another minute."

Sarah stared in amazement at the delicious feast before her. She usually only had cereal and coffee. Her parents hardly ever cooked her breakfast as they are always in a rush in the mornings. Before her however, was an elegant arrangement of food that looked like it was plucked from the pages of a magazine or an ad. Crepes topped with fresh strawberries, homemade whipped cream and topped with a light dusting of powdered sugar. She remembered the last time Jareth gave her food and was reasonably wary but since Toby has yet to pass out Sarah decided that the food wasn't poisonous. She cautiously took a bite and moaned in ecstasy. "Wow, is wonderful Jareth! I didn't know you could cook!"

Jareth chuckled, "Well, of course I can cook. I had to learn to cook for myself since I couldn't even trust the goblins to boil water. To this day the royal kitchen like the royal closet and the royal loo is forbidden to any goblin lest that goblin be permanently exiled to The Bog of Eternal Stench. Ah the sausages and eggs are done!"

Sarah noticed that her little brother, who was usually shy around strangers, looked comfortable around Jareth. He was feeding Toby with little difficulty, Sarah marveled at how good with kids Jareth is. 'I guess after dealing with goblins, one kid would be a piece of cake.' Sarah smiled at the thought. Jareth turned to her to make some light conversation, "So, have you and Toby been getting along?"

Sarah grabbed another sausage with her fork and answered him, "We have been getting along great. I always look after him whenever I can which made dad and Karen happy because they can go out more, what didn't make them so happy was when Toby started talking."

Jareth looked at her curiously, "What did young Toby say that upset them?"

Sarah swallowed a bite of her sausage and replied with a chuckle, "Toby would call Karen lady, our dad mister and he would call me mama. We keep trying to correct him but he still does it. It annoys my parents to no end. How did Toby treat you? He's usually shy around strangers and you're stranger than most..."

Jareth laughed. "When I came down here, Toby called me dada when he saw me. I think the little chap remembers me! I do admit that in the hours we spent together that I've grown fond of him. Isn't that right my boy?"

Any hope Sarah had that Toby would forget the Goblin King dropped dead like a lemming when he giggled, "Dada!"

Sarah had always known deep down that no one would ever forget a man like Jareth. He was a man so eccentric, so charismatic and just so unforgettable. She couldn't help but laugh, "My parents aren't going to like this either. It's no use changing his mind, it'll be like trying to convince a goblin give up its chicken."

Sarah and Jareth shared a good laugh together and went back to their breakfast in a comfortable silence. Occasionally they would exchange a warm smile or a heated glance between bites. When they finished Jareth cleaned up the table and did the dishes. Sarah tossed a few sausages Merlin's way, who gobbled them up happily. Sarah never thought a man could look sexy while doing the dishes but somehow Jareth managed it. He summoned a crystal that floated like soap bubbles and from them came music. And seemingly out of nowhere he said to her. "You remind me of the babe."

"What babe?"

"The babe with the power."

"What power?"

"Power of voodoo!"

"Who do?"

"You do!"

"Do what?"

"Remind me of the babe!"

The music picked up its pace and Jareth began to sing a catchy song, one Toby was very familiar with and one he was dancing to. Sarah couldn't help but dance merrily to Jareth's enticing song. 'His voice is amazing!' Sarah thought as Jareth joined her in her euphoric dance. They danced closer and closer together until their dance resembled something carnal. The music faded, as did the delirious feeling they had. Sarah once again found herself in Jareth's arms. She blushed and giggled as she reluctantly pulled away from him.

Jareth smiled at the woman he loved. His heart overflowed with joy because she was happy and he was the source of that happiness. His bold love asked to court him while watching him wank off and he will not disappoint. "So precious, where did you want to go today on our date? It'll have to be kid friendly for Toby though, and it'll have to be within walking distance, so that leaves out Amsterdam. My magic is limited and I'm not licensed to drive in this country."

Sarah wracked her brain for a good place for the three of them to go. "Well the carnival is in town, and I've yet to meet someone who didn't like cotton candy. Or we can always go to my favorite spot in the park. Toby loves feeding the ducks and its relatively private if you want to rehearse plays or perhaps..."

"Snog like lovesick birds?" Jareth helpfully supplied with a boyish grin on his face.

Sarah blushed and giggled. "Sure, but only if you're good."

Jareth pulled Sarah closer to him and whispered suggestively in her ear. "Oh precious, I assure you that I am very good."

Sarah giggled nervously, trying squash down the pleasant tingling in her loins that Jareth was causing. "I have no doubt about that. So how does going to the carnival first, go on a few rides, eat some cotton candy, and then go to the park sound to you?"

Jareth rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Sounds good to me, we can watch a movie we get back here. I don't suppose you know where I can get British Pounds exchanged? I have quite a bit of money in my luggage but none of it is American."

"We'll see if there's a bank on the way. Let's get going, oh and Jareth you'll need to put a shirt on. Come on Toby let's go find your shoes." Sarah left the kitchen with Toby in tow.

Jareth went back to Sarah's room and found some concealer to hide the black eye Sarah gave him. He then dressed himself in the least conspicuous outfit he had. The black trousers, white shirt, and black waistcoat made him resemble some kind of rockstar or a duke. He still looked conspicuous but he was unaware of this. Jareth looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, "There you go old boy, you'll blend right on in with these humans and you can do so with some style. They won't even look at you twice."

Sarah and Toby walked in as Jareth was grabbing his old wallet from his trunk. Sarah gave Jareth a wolf whistle when she saw him. "Looking good, Goblin King. Ready to go?"

Jareth put an old leather wallet into his pocket. "Yes, I have a few hundred pounds we can exchange. I have even more in goblin currency but the only place we can get that exchanged is this goblin run bank in England."

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Goblins running a bank? I thought you said you couldn't trust any of them to boil water?"

Jareth chuckled, "Yes finding a goblin that can cook is like trying to find chicken teeth. However goblins are surprisingly clever and have a talent for finding loopholes. Those with an attention span larger than a squirrel get to work there. If you're ever in England and you need a little cash look up Gringotts. Tell them I sent you and they'll take care of you. Well let's get going."

The three of them left the house looking like a happy family. Sarah could feel the envious gazes from various women as she walked down the street with Jareth. It made her happy, especially when Jareth coldly brushed off the women who flirted with him. When he got his money exchanged he gave the female bank teller a cold "No thanks." when she asked him out to dinner. All of Jareth's seductive gazes and flirtatious smiles were reserved only for her, making Sarah feel special and happy.

When they got to the Carnival Toby jumped up and down excitedly. They went on the rides that Toby was tall enough to go on and Jareth won them some stuffed animals. Sarah suspected that Jareth used magic to win but it was only fair since the guy running the booth rigged the game. Jareth won Toby and Sarah giant stuffed teddy bears. After Jareth got them some cotton candy for all of them, Sarah dragged them to the photo booth. Sarah gave Jareth one copy of the pictures while she kept the other for herself and Toby. "Here, so if we ever miss each other we can always look at these."

Jareth smiled warmly at her with love shining in eyes, "I shall treasure this always, my Sarah."

They left for Sarah's favorite spot in the park laughing and grinning all the way there. Toby giggled happily when he saw the ducks and decided to go chase them. Sarah marveled at how energetic her little brother was. They spent what seemed to be hours playing tag and hide-and-go-seek with Toby. Later Jareth and Sarah were standing on the bridge stretching across the pond with their arms around each other. They watched as Toby snoozed under a nearby tree with their new prizes.

Sarah gazed up at Jareth adoringly. She was amazed at how wonderful their first date together went. Sarah looked up at the man that has made her smile, made her laugh and made her feel special. It was in this moment that Sarah came to a startling realization. She was starting to fall for Jareth. She remembered what she said she would give him if had been good and Jareth has been very good. Suddenly she felt like a thousand butterflies were in the pit of her stomach. She had never kissed anyone, the pecks she gets from her all of her family don't really count. A thought wormed its way into her mind. 'What if I'm not any good? What if I'm a terrible kisser?'

Jareth saw Sarah get nervous all of a sudden. "What's wrong precious? Did I do something wrong?"

"No! You didn't do anything wrong! It's just that..." Sarah trailed off nervously. She swallowed her fear and continued. "It's just that I said we could make-out if you were good and you've been really good. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I might not be very good at it, I never really kissed anyone before." Sarah admitted feeling a little ashamed.

Suddenly Jareth realized just how young Sarah was. She had never kissed a man much less had carnal knowledge of one. 'I love her and I wish to be with her forever, I truly do but she is young and unused to the idea what romance entails. I believe that is the reason she spurned all of my advances during her run in my labyrinth. She was too young to realize.' Jareth looked into her eyes, he could see innocence clearly but there was something else that wasn't there before. It was anticipation. True she is nervous about the idea of kissing him but she still wants to kiss him anyway. He came to a conclusion. 'Sarah was too young, now she is not. She is now an adult with decidedly adult desires. I will have to be gentle and slow with her if I wish to keep her as my queen.' Jareth gently tilted Sarah's chin up with his hand and smiled lovingly at the woman who had long since captured his heart. "Sarah, I love you and I would be honored to be your first kiss."

Sarah's heart froze momentarily before it sped up, pounding in her chest like she was running a marathon. His face was so close to hers. She swallowed her fear and she finally closed the distance between them. At first the kiss was chaste and tentative but it soon deepened into something passionate. Sarah parted her mouth allowing Jareth entrance. Allowing him to claim her hungrily and Sarah responded to him with equal hunger. Their arms entangled around each other as they passionately tasted the other. It felt perfect and for a moment they felt something connect, something profound. They reluctantly had to part for breath but they still held on tightly to each other.

As Jareth gazed into Sarah's eyes he saw what he had always yearned for. He saw love, at long last his love was returned. His heart swelled with joy when he heard Sarah say the words he had longed to hear. "Jareth, I think I'm falling in love with you." It was barely a whisper but it echoed deep into his soul filling it with an endless joy.

A loud thunderclap sounded above them destroying their happy moment. Overhead a ferocious storm was approaching and the sun was setting. Its last rays of light flared brightly as the day died. "Well, I guess that means it's time to go home. Let's go get Toby." Sarah said.

Jareth froze in his steps when he felt a shiver go up his spine and warning bells went off in the back of his mind. He remembered a familiar line. "By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes."

Sarah looked at Jareth curiously. "Oh Macbeth! I love that play, it's hard to choose a favorite among Shakespeare's work but that one is easily in my top three. Did you want to-"

Jareth put his hand up and cut her off. "I smell really bad magic in the air, this storm is not natural. We need to hurry home."

One look at the grave expression Jareth had and Sarah didn't need any more explanation. She hastily gathered their things and Toby. They hurried as fast as they could back home. By the time they had gotten home they were all soaking wet and night had fallen. Jareth locked the door behind them and bolted it. Sarah could feel something ominous in the air like she had entered a horror movie. The storm did not help quell her rising fear. The rain was beating mercilessly on the windows and the thunder outside rumbled like an angry god. Sarah dried Toby off and put him into his pajamas. After putting her little brother to bed she went back downstairs where Jareth was. "What's going on Jareth? What do you know?"

Jareth handed Sarah a towel. He sighed, his face wrinkled with apprehension. "When I was confined in the shape of an owl I had frightening dreams of my labyrinth crumbling into ruins and of being a ferocious beast. A beast filled with such hatred of you. I fear these dreams are visions. Now I can't get back to my labyrinth nor my subjects. I may dislike my job as the Goblin King. In fact I'd rather be in SoHo than babysit a bunch of disgusting goblins but I still have a duty to them. What happened after you overthrew me, Sarah? Why can't I remember a time before I loved you?"

Sarah sat down next to the man she was starting to fall for, the man she could not stand to see so troubled. She decided to comfort him the way one comforts a lover. She cupped his face and gently kissed him. Jareth eagerly lapped up her kiss like a starving man.

Suddenly they heard a loud thump on the roof like something with hooves landed on top of it. For a moment Sarah hoped that it might be Santa Claus but that hope died when a terrifying howl sounded. For a moment there was silence then a crash and a cloud of soot filled the room. It had gone down the chimney. From the cloud of soot emerged a hairy beast-like man. Long pointed ears and a pair of horns emerged from a wild frost-white mane. He had sharp claws on his hands and feet. Sarah and Jareth gasped in shock when the beast-like man looked up and they saw his face. It was Jareth, the Goblin King.

Sarah looked between this creature and her Jareth. There were a few differences but they had the same face. Where her Jareth had a young healthy tan complexion this creature had an aged unnatural azure almost white skin. They both had the same funny mismatched eyes but this Jareth-creature's eyes were that of a madman while her Jareth had warmth in his eyes. When the Jareth-creature saw Sarah he smiled cruelly and revealed sharp fangs. It spoke with an aged but familiar British accent. "I found you!"

The Jareth-creature bared his claws and lunged toward Sarah with every intent of burying his claws in her flesh. Before his claws reached her Jareth pushed her out of the way and the Jareth-creature's claws ripped into Jareth's left arm leaving four deep gashes. The Jareth-creature howled in pain as four gashes appeared on his left arm. It was then that everyone came to a staggering revelation. Jareth, the Goblin King had been broken in two.

Author's Note: Yes I did stick a Harry Potter reference in there. (in case an lawyers are watching Gringotts is not mine. Gringotts belongs to the talented J.K. Rowling) I was entertaining the idea of a crossover but only after this story is finished. As for Evil!Jareth his appearance was inspired by the Krampus. The Krampus was Santa Claus's demonic servant that punished naughty children and dumped the really naughty children straight into hell. I also threw in a bunch of references to David Bowie's other stuff, like his Thin White Duke persona and how he'd rather be SoHo from an interview with him. See if you can spot them.