disclaimer: don't own any labyrinth characters all other non recognizable characters are mine

A/N well here's chapter 1 please review after reading.


16 years later Aboveground

80 years later Underground

"Give me the child," Sarah said as she watched her nemeses approach her slowly.

"Sarah. Beware. I have been generous up 'til now. I can be cruel," he returned, as he bore down upon her, his white owl-feathered cape dancing in the breeze.

"Generous!" she said, incredulously. "What have you done that's generous?" she asked, cocking her head as he came ever closer.

How he thought to himself. How could I have fallen in love with the stubborn girl, I will never know. Nonetheless, love her he did and he would stop at nothing to keep her with him.

He had only been a young man of twenty-five at Lynds' sentencing. He, in fact, had objected to her banishment but it had done no good. Yet, he did remember her words; words that up 'til now had never been proven true. A prophesy some called it, others a curse, still others a blessing. Whatever it was, it was unfolding as he stood there trying to figure out a way to keep Sarah with him.

He had been waiting eighty years for this day and she was the first mortal to solve the Labyrinth; albeit with a little help. Many mortal and Fae alike had tried to solve it, hoping to be the one, but all had failed. However, here stood a girl of merely fifteen who had done what countless others had not; she had not only solved the Labyrinth but had also conquered the heart of the Goblin King.

He knew that she would not give up so easily. If only I could find away to pierce the armor surrounding her heart maybe then she would stay. He thought to himself. He knew that he had been so close when he had sent her the dream of the ballroom. He had seen her indecision in her eyes and knew that she had wanted to be with him.

He began to circle her as he growled out harshly, "Everything! Everything you have wanted I have done. You asked that the child be taken I took him. You cowered before me, I was frightening. I have reordered time. I have turned the world upside-down and I have done it all for you!" Only you Sarah, only you he thought to himself. He stopped circling her to look her dead in the eye hoping to convey his deepest longing and utmost love to her. "I'm exhausted from living up to your expectations of me. Isn't that generous?" he asked.

He hoped that he had gotten his point across to the girl, though he highly doubted it somehow. She only had eyes for the prize at hand. He had tried everything else. What else could he do? What more could he say too sway her? Every word he had said, every look he had given her had been completely heartfelt. He could not accept defeat; he would not accept that he might very well lose her. He would beg if necessary, if that is what it would take to win her heart. The prophecy said nothing about her leaving. It specifically said that she would stay. So, all I have to do is figure out how to keep her here.

As he was contemplating on how to sway her, Sarah was doing some thinking of her own. She knew that he was right; he had only done what she had asked of him. It had not been him to whom she had wished Toby but the goblins. As she had journeyed through the Labyrinth she had come to realize this.

She had also come to understand her feelings for Jareth. She loved him and she wanted to be with him forever. She had not wanted to tear herself out of his arms in the ballroom. In fact, she had wanted to stay wrapped safely in his arms forever.

He was literally her dream come true, and it did not hurt that he could make any of her wishes come true either. When they had been dancing and he had sung to her, she knew that he loved her too. However, when he sang to her only minutes ago as she raced up and down the twisted stairs of the Escher room she had somehow heard the pain that had laced the words of the song. She realized that he feared losing her.

Yet the fact remained that he still had Toby and she would not let her brother be kept Underground against his will. Resolved, she stepped forward and began the recitation that would send Jareth from her forever…though secretly she hoped he would find a way to satisfy both of her wants.

"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City..."

Jareth realized that she had begun the spell and he did not have much time left to contemplate his actions. Therefore, he pleaded with her, desperation laced his voice, "Sarah. Stop. Wait. Look what I am offering you: Your dreams." And mine, He thought as he produced a gleaming crystal and held it out to her, begging her silently to take it. Still, she advanced on him and he found himself backing away.

"For my will is as strong as yours. And my kingdom as great..." she faltered, the last line just out of reach.

She never could remember that line he found himself thinking with renewed hope. That is when it struck him…he would offer himself in the baby boy's stead. "I ask for so little," his words were filled with pain and yet hope, "Just let me rule you and you can have anything that you want." He meant it, every word. He would give her anything. Fulfill her greatest wish if only she would stay. He watched her guardedly as she struggled with the last line-, which ironically is the easiest - he thought with a slight grin. "Just fear me. Love me. Do as I say and I will be your slave," he pleaded, imploringly.

Sarah glanced at the clock behind the King and saw that she only had seconds left. She was, however, surprised by his tactic. She was also extremely relieved. Could he have said what I think he said? she asked herself. Would he really give me anything I want if I stay? Hesitantly she looked up at him and really looked into his pale face. "Jareth?" she said softly, deciding her fate.

"Yes?" he whispered gruffly, almost afraid of what she was going to say.

"Would you really give me anything I want, if I decided to stay?" she asked shyly

Her question took him by surprise and he had to let out the breath he had unknowingly been holding. Not trusting his voice, he could only nod.

"Then would you send Toby home?"

With a snap he sent the babe Aboveground and moved towards her with a grin spreading across his face, "Sarah?" he whispered her name reverently.

"Jareth," she whispered back, slightly in awe. When he reached her, he raised his hand and caressed her cheek with the back of his velvety glove. She gasped at the tender and loving touch. "Do I frighten you?" he asked, looking down into her upturned face.

Sarah, who was still reeling from his sudden tenderness and show of affection, could only shake her head silently. She knew she would have to explain her answer with actual words, so, lifting a trembling hand she placed it against his smooth, pale cheek.

"Jareth, you asked me to fear you and I have to admit a part of me does," she began but had to stop him from saying anything by placing her hand to his lips. "But it's not you I fear. You hold over my heart so much power, it frightens me."

He had not realized that she felt this strongly towards him but when he was about to respond he saw her shake her head indicating she was not finished with her explanation. "You then asked me to love you and well I do. I do love you. I think I always have and somehow I know that I always will, forever..."

She did not get a chance to finish her explanation for he had pulled her against him and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. He almost thought he should have asked her first, but he could not hold back the aching need any longer. Sarah telling Jareth that she loved him had been his breaking point. Absently he wondered if she knew that a Fae could turn a mortal with a simple kiss but all thought fled as she returned his kiss with equal passion. Mentally, he smiled to himself. He had won and she would stay with him forever. He almost crowed in triumph. Then he felt her quiver slightly and secretly knew why.

Sarah had no idea a kiss could harbor so much passion and longing. She silently remembered that a Fae could turn a mortal into an immortal with a kiss and she shivered with desire. She suddenly felt the magic tingling through her, changing her.

Breaking the kiss, Jareth pulled back and waited for her to open her eyes. When she did, he instantly saw that they were now two separate colors of green. The left iris was now a brilliant shade of emerald green and the right iris was a dark forest green. She felt him looking down at her and slowly opened her eyes only to see him smiling lovingly down at her. Again, he pulled her to him and held her in a loving embrace, before kneeling before her.

"Sarah, I love you and what I asked of you earlier... I meant every word. I want you, I need you, and I am asking you to be my wife and my queen." He held his breath as he awaited her answer, though he did not have to wait long.

"YES!!" She shouted in joy and threw herself into his waiting arms, then proceeded to place tiny loving kissed all over his face before capturing his lips with hers. He quickly took control of the kiss as he pulled her even closer to his lean but muscular form. While still engaged in their kiss he transported them to his- their chamber.


Midnight Aboveground

"Sarah, we're home! Sarah!" Robert called, as he and Irene walked into the house. When no one answered, he called his daughter's name again. "Sarah?"

"Perhaps she already went to bed," Irene suggested quietly. She however, could have cared less where the girl was. She had never liked her stepdaughter all that much in the first place. In fact, she would be glad if she never had to see the girl again, if that were even possible. Too spoiled and headstrong for a girl her age she thought to herself.

"You're probably right dear," her husband replied, as he headed up to bed.


Goblin castle- Underground

Sarah opened her eyes, only to find herself in a huge bedchamber decorated in dark blue, silver and black. Looking around the barely furnished room, she noticed the huge bed that occupied almost one whole side of the room. Her stomach tightened when she realized why he had brought her to his chamber. She was old enough to understand the procreation of man and knew what was about to happen. He had just asked her to be his wife and queen and here they were about to consummate that promise. "Jareth?" she asked in a hushed whisper.

"Yes, my darling?" he answered, against her right temple. His breath wafted across her cheek in a soft puff. He heard the slight trembling in her voice and knew she was probably apprehensive of what would occur here. He wrapped his arms around her as a gesture of comfort, for he did not what to frighten her.

Sarah tried hard to keep her trembling to a minimum, but it was proving to be very difficult with him standing so close to her.

"When I said I'd be your wife, doesn't that usually mean a wedding?" confusion lacing her voice and a frown creased her forehead as she tried to remember something her birth mother had told her years ago.

Turning her around to face him, he said softly, "Sarah, Fae do not wed in the same way a human does, though many of us do. The ceremony that I wish to enter into with you would be more binding than any mortal ceremony, for it will bind us together for all eternity."

She suddenly remembered what it was her mother had told her and murmured softly, "The Mate Bond." Jareth almost did not catch her breathy reply and was completely surprised that she even knew about the Fae's most sacred of marriages. Did she know that very few Fae couples even entered into it? Would she even consider entering into it with him? Would she want to fulfill the entire ceremony? Would she want to Blood Bond with him and die when he did? He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a sharp gasp of surprise, looking down into her face, he saw a look of shock crossing her features.

"Sarah?" he breathed out, "Darling, what is it? What's wrong?" worry injected in his voice.

While Jareth had been lost in thought, Sarah had been wondering what was going through his mind. Suddenly she was reading his thoughts as though they were her own and could not help the gasp of surprise that had escaped her lips. She almost laughed when he thought that there was something wrong with her but quickly squashed the urge and decided to tell him what had caused her to catch her breath.

"Jareth, I can...I can read your mind!" His thin lips turned into a mischievous grin and he deliberately thought of something very provocative only to see her blush.

"Darling, there is something that I need to tell you," she began slowly.

"Yes?" he returned, just as slowly, though the smile never did leave his face.

Taking a fortifying breath, she launched into her explanation. "The reason I know about the Mate Bond is because of my mother. She told me about the Underground while I was still very young. She said that I would one day come here and that I needed to prepare for everything that I would encounter.

She made me memorize your laws and customs and that is when she told me about the Bond. Mother said that it was the most sacred of Fae marriages and that I would one day enter into it and that I would do so willingly. She also told me how it works. I know you wonder if knowing what I do if I would enter into so binding a contract and my answer is yes. I want to spend the rest of eternity with you Jareth. I never want to leave your side, even in death. So yes, I will willingly enter into the Bond and yes I will Blood Bond with you as well."

Surprised by this, he silently wondered who her mother was. He knew of several Fae nobles that were living Aboveground and wondered if her mother was one of them.

"Sarah," he breathed out, before capturing her mouth in yet another blazing kiss. This time however, his hands were not idle, and he caressed her sides through her thin blouse.

Sarah was the first to break away, as her breathing became harsh and irregular, she sighed his name, desire lacing her voice. She needed him badly. She wanted him to touch her bare skin, wanted him to alleviate the fire that burned through her. She needed him to fill the void inside her, which she now knew only he could fill.

"I want you," she heard him groan, before he again captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Reaching up, she speared her hands through his white blond hair and pulled him closer to her as they continued their kiss.

While still kissing her, he slowly backed her towards the massive bed. When her legs hit the side, he gently pushed her down onto the black satin covered mattress, though he never broke the kiss. When he was lying fully upon her, he pulled back only slightly to begin kissing his way down her jaw to the soft curve of the throat. She moaned at the new sensation and he smiled as he continued farther down to her collarbone. He heard her breathing begin to hitch, becoming more erratic and unsteady.

He rose up slowly and then began to undress her slowly. He removed her blouse then bent and trailed his lips down to where her breasts were covered. Growling, he ripped the fabric off her and was rewarded by her shocked gasp. Again, he rose above her and looked down onto her now naked torso. "Beautiful," he whispered reverently, before again bending down towards her chest. He took a now bare and very erect nipple into his mouth and began to roll his tongue around the tip, teasing her by barely grazing her skin with his sharp teeth.

"Jareth!" she cried out, as her body arched up into his mouth. He released the nipple he was suckling only to take its twin into his waiting mouth. Sarah moaned loudly, silently begging him to continue the delicious torture. Soon, the need to touch his bare skin overwhelmed her and she attacked his shirt heatedly. However, before she could even get it unbuttoned it had disappeared.

"What?" she gasped surprised. "That is so unfair," she stated, a pout forming on her kiss swollen lips.

He groaned inwardly. How he hated that phrase, but before she could say anything more he dissolved the remainder of both of their clothes. "You were saying, my love?" he grinned down at her and watched as she sputtered in annoyance.

"You know, that wasn't very nice love, I was enjoying undressing you," she quipped.

An evil grin spread across his face. "I know, but you have to admit, it does speed things up a bit," he stated, as he lay fully upon her, allowing her to feel his need for her. Leaning down to whisper into her ear, "When the time comes, repeat what I say," he then pressed his lips to hers in another passionate kiss. His hands began to caress her smooth skin as he trailed them down the sides of her body feeling her tremble in his wake.

"Jareth," she hissed, as the pleasure assaulted her. "Don't stop," her breath coming in short harsh bursts. "Please," she all but begged him to finish his torture of her. He then began to kiss his way down her body, his lips leaving damp patches all down her body. He continued his slow torture, before rising above her once again. Slowly, as not to alarm her, he eased one long, pale finger into her now aroused body. He heard her hiss of pleasure as he drew it out before plunging back in. He drew out her pleasure slowly, then added a second finger, opening her further. She whispered his name in sudden agony.

She wanted him to fill her…needed him to, in fact. Yet, still he pushed a third finger into her opening, testing her body's resistance to the invasion. Sarah could feel herself reaching an unknown precipice, when he brushed against her clitoris, she came apart. Her orgasm ripped through her, causing her body to tremble violently beneath his. He nearly came himself as her inner walls tightened around his hand and he could no longer wait to feel her surrounding him. Withdrawing his hand slowly from her, he whispered in a harsh breath, "Darling it's time."

Sarah looked into the eyes of the man to whom she was giving herself. She could not suppress the smile that crossed her face at his tender and loving gaze. She knew that the passion she saw there was for her alone and she knew that the desire that burned within those mismatched blue orbs would forever be solely for her.

She nodded at his whispered words showing that she had heard him. Then, reaching up, she captured his mouth in a blazing kiss. Jareth deepened the kiss as he positioned himself to enter her. Trembling, he broke the kiss as he slipped into

her only slightly, before beginning the ceremony that would join them forever.

In a voice that was strong and clear he began.

"I, Jareth, King of the Goblin Realm, Crown Prince of the Underground, Lord of the Labyrinth, take you Sarah, First Champion of the Labyrinth, as my wife, my Queen, my only love, my Bonded Mate. I give to you my heart, my soul, my very life." This said he created the crystal blade and slit his right hand and then gave her a nod.

Sarah saw his nod and knew that it was now her turn.

"I, Sarah, First Champion of the Labyrinth, take you Jareth, King of the Goblin Realm, Crown prince of the Underground, Lord of the Labyrinth, to be my husband, my King, my only love, my Bonded Mate. I give to you my heart, my soul, my very life." With that, she took the blade and looking deep into his mismatched blue eyes, slit her left hand.

He quickly bound their hands together as their fingers entwined. "Tá grá agam duit," he whispered, in a long forgotten language against her lips, as he took her innocence.

Sarah, shocked by his size and how deep he had managed to go, arched her body up into his, as she cried out in pain. He quickly began to withdraw from her, but she stopped him, moaning in protest. She felt suddenly complete as if they were two parts of the same whole. They fit together like the pieces of a puzzle. At her moan, he knew that she was ready for more and sank fully back within her though he did keep the pace slow in deference to her innocence being lost. He intentionally kept to a slow rhythm, as their bodies moved in unison.

Sarah suddenly felt a tingling sensation filling her, beginning with where their hands joined. Smiling, she realized what was happening. Their magic was combining as their blood combined. With this thought, she had an overwhelming urge to go faster and silently begged him to do so.

He heard her unspoken plea in his mind and hastened his movements. He withdrew almost completely, before pressing back in deeply. She angled her hips trying to take as much of him as she could. He took this as a sign to increase his speed and depth of each thrust. She arched violently up into his next downward thrust and dug her nails into his hands. Her body bowed sharply, as her orgasm ripped through her.

"JARETH!" she screamed.

He moaned as her walls held him tightly and with the next thrust, he spilled himself into her as he came almost as violently as she did. They slowly came back from their flight to paradise and then collapsed exhausted into one another's arms.

Before allowing himself to fall into an exhausted slumber, he removed the cloth that bound their hands together. Checking the wound, he found that it had completely healed itself and all that remained was a thin scar on their palms. Finally, he pulled her fully into his embrace and he fell asleep a broad smile gracing his face.


Aboveground- New York City

Linda sat up in bed swiftly, taking care not to awaken her sleeping lover. She wondered what could have possibly woken her and not sensing anything in the apartment, she allowed her Fae senses to take over. That is when she realized that after all these years her prophesy had started to come into fruition. Then she recalled the girl in question, Jareth's bride-to-be. She had foreseen the girl when she had spoken of her to the High court. It was her daughter wedding the Goblin King. Her daughter would become more powerful than any living Fae. She smiled and sent out her blessing to the newly mated pair before again falling back to sleep.


Meanwhile Underground- High Palace

High Queen Titania looked up from the book she was reading and gasped. Her only remaining son had just bonded! For years she had dismissed Lynds' prophesy as heresy, but after both of her two older sons had died exactly as she had said they would, she had come to believe her curse. Now with her only remaining child now bonded, she thought about the rest of the Prophesy that concerned her youngest son's bride.

She wondered how the young women of the court would take this sudden news. They were always trying to coerce him, with no luck. Now they would have to deal with his new queen. She could not help the grin that spread across her face at the thought.

However, as she thought more and more about the words of the Prophesy, she bristled. She remembered the part about his bride becoming more powerful than any Fae before or after her. No queen in the history of the whole Underground had ever become more powerful than the ruling High Queen. It was simply not possible and completely unheard of, yet she knew her son's bride would become so powerful that if she so chose, the High Queen would be powerless against her. So, of course, she decided she would meet with his mate.

A/N yes I made some changes to this though not very many. I did however, change the language of the Fae from what I had used before. Oh and for those of you who haven't figured it out Lynds is Linda, Sarah's mother.