DISCLAIMER: As stated before in previous chapters, I do not own the Labyrinth or have any affiliation with anyone involved in production and I am certainly not getting paid.

"Dearest Jareth, why so sad? You look like a child who's been told to go to bed. I thought me being here would create some happiness in this place," came from a woman so beautiful, surely she couldn't be human. She was dressed in a long, crimson gown with long, loose sleeves. She had waist length golden waves, ivory skin that seemed to glow against her angular features. She had the palest blue eyes that surveyed Jareth as he sulked in his throne. But of course she wasn't human, she was Fae.

Jareth jumped up immediately, slightly staggering from getting up far too fast. "Mother," he replied, still feeling slightly dizzy. "What do I owe this great pleasure?"

The woman frowned at Jareth. She had been alive for thousands of years and Jareth, her eldest, had never had this sort of expression plastered to his face since he was a child. Her last visits had told her all was not right in the Labyrinth, that the King had fallen in love with a girl, a human girl, but she would have thought by now that her scheming son would have won his Queen over. It had been forty years* since her visit when she had seen her son shut himself off from her, and forty years since she had been told of her son's problems. Of course she's had to bribe several of his goblin subjects to tell her the recent details, so that she knew the troubles had gone deeper. She felt his pain, what he was going through and was sympathetic.

"Jareth, dear Jareth." She sighed. "If you love her, go and get her. I would love for you to be happy again. I would love to see you smile and laugh genuinely. But most of all, I would love to meet my future daughter in law. Please, for my sake, try and win her back." She smiled.

"But mother, she doesn't believe in the Labyrinth anymore. She concluded that she was either dreaming or that she was crazy. She doesn't believe…" Jareth breathed through clamped lips. "In me…" he whispered. The pain seared his heart and became visible upon his face.

"Well, you certainly must love her if you know what she's been up to. Been watching her through your crystals, have you?"

Jareth was just about to retort until she gazed at him, lips apart. She summoned a raindrop, which showed Sarah sat at her vanity desk, chewing on a pen and scratching her head whilst staring down at the paper in front of her.

"Make haste, child. She won't live forever Aboveground. Seek her, bring her back to you." With that, she smiled and disappeared, taking the raindrop that bore Sarah's image with her.

"THERE IS NO WAY TO BRING HER BACK!" He roared, smashing a crystal against the wall. Several sleeping goblins leapt with surprise; they saw the look on their Majesty's face and high tailed it out of the throne room.

Jareth's mother had disappeared from the throne room, only to reappear on a balcony. She stared into the distance, watching the sunrise. The beauty of the Labyrinth was eternal, shining in the morning, glistening in evening and glowing in the twilight.

Oh, but there is…

She smiled to herself and waited.

Sarah frowned at the clock. She had precisely one hour to go before her interview. Usually, she was able to put up a mask with anything job related; she lacked the people skills she once had as a child and as a teenager. But today was different, today she felt the full nerves of a potential job.

She gathered her CV and went over to her wardrobe.

Great, now it's time to choose what to wear. Black says, 'I'm professional but can be morbid.' Brown says, 'I'm conservative but weak-minded.' Navy says, 'I like responsibility.' Navy it is.

Although navy blue wasn't one of her favourite colours, it was one that added a sense of professionalism. Made her look smart, and it was a dark colour, dark colours being her personal preference with everything going on with her life. She didn't feel lonely, but she felt alone. She'd not had any real friends since high school, and then she turned cold, numb to them when she was sixteen. There was something missing from her life. Something important, but she didn't know what.

She refused to believe in or think of the Labyrinth. But her mind drifted off there anyway. Hoggle, the cynical dwarf whom she had first met outside of the Labyrinth; he was relieving himself in the stone fountain. Ludo, the biggest teddy bear a girl could wish for, sure he seemed dim-witted, but he wasn't, not really. He had a big heart. Sir Didymus, the noblest knight she had ever met, courageous and loyal, even though he was a bit, well, mad. They were her first real friends; ones that she could count on, no matter what she asked. But she hadn't seen them in a long time. She doubt that she ever would.

Then there was Jareth…

NO! It's not real! Grow up, Sarah.

But her mind continued to flash his image through her brain. The pain she felt was like someone had cut her heart out. But how could she feel like this? She didn't love him, surely. She missed the Labyrinth; that was it.

Without thinking, her hand reached out to her mirror. She felt the silk underneath her finger tips, which grasped and clenched at the cloth. She ripped the material off the mirror.

"I wish I was in the Labyrinth, right now."

With that, her mouth dropped in horror. The room around her dissolved. In front of her stood the Labyrinth, lit up with the orange of the sunrise. She didn't mean to do what she did. It was like something took over her. She looked around for her room, but it was gone. She looked for the unusual thirteen hour clock, but it wasn't there. She slowly turned her head towards the Labyrinth.

"Well, come on feet. It feels like déjà vu all over again. Let's see what this dream will be like this time around."

With that, she set off towards the Labyrinth.

A/N: *Forty years in the Labyrinth is ten years in the human world – in my mind anyways. Thank you all so much who have put this story on story alert or have placed it in their favourites. It means so much to me, gives me inspiration and lets me know that my first ever story is okay :)