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Don't Tell Me Truth Hurts Little Girl

Sarah woke up to the soft sound of breathing.

She could feel someone's warm breathe against her ear and it made her skin tingle at the close proximity of the warm air that brushed her skin. She could also feel the rise and fall of someone's chest that she was leaning against with her back. She could hear a heart beating out a steady rhythm. Sarah stiffened. She could not remember where she was, all she knew was that it was dark- pitch dark and the air smelt fresh as though it had been raining. She was aware of strong arms around her middle that held her preciously, pinning her close. Her eyes darted around helplessly in the black abyss, widening in alarm, but she didn't dare move a muscle.

Jareth knew Sarah was awake. He could feel her whole body stiffen and how she drew in a quick, startled breathe. He sat on the ground with her perched in his lap and her head rested against his shoulder. He held her tight and close for fear that she would get cold- she was completely soaked from head to toe. Her hair felt soft against his cheek and gentle and right then, he longed for her more than he longed for anyone- ever. But he would not let her know it- not after what she had done to him.

Jareth pushed Sarah out of his arms and onto the cold floor that was sodden and an icy reminder of everything that she had gone through. He got up hastily- behind her and out of sight from her. The darkness enveloped him and Sarah shivered as she heard him step away, but she still dared not move . She could feel something- almost like electricity pulsating outwards from him and it scared her to feel his power, so close and so strong. A gust of wind swept past her, picking up her wet hair and whipping it across her face. She could feel him leaving her, regretting what he had done. He should have left when she fainted- he had let his troubled feelings get in the way of his senses.

"Jareth." Sarah spoke quietly, in a voice so vulnerable and soft it made him stop.

"Please."

Her voice was barely an audible whisper. He fought himself with everything he had not to go back to her- he couldn't give in and he already had too much. Though it was completely dark, he could see her easily. She sat, defeated on the ground, her legs folded up beneath her and her hands buried in the grass. She seemed so small and broken. He had never seen her like this before.

"Jareth, please." The way she said his name stung, it was so pleading.

"I'm sorry." Sarah hesitated and her voice trailed off. All Jareth could do was stand and watch her quietly.

"I'm sorry I turned you down." She uttered. Closing her eyes, she fell back onto the ground and lay still. Fighting with all the power he had not to go and scoop her up in his arms and take her back to the Underground with him, Jareth turned and walked away. He could not give in to her...not yet. It began to drizzle again and Sarah heard a dog that sounded like Merlin bark nearby, but she didn't care. She could feel Jareth retreating- ignoring her and it wrentched at her heart. What had she been thinking? Tears began to roll down her reddened cheeks once more and she silently wept into the night.

"Sarah! Where are you?" She could hear her father's voice shouting somewhere nearby and Merlin barked excitedly again.

"Sarah honey, it's late. I know you're here, let's just go home." She could see a flashlight shine it's beam through the blackness as her dad grew nearer. All she could do was sit still. She didn't know what to think right now. She hadn't realy expected Jareth to just leave her like that- she thought perhaps they might have just talked, but she also didn't expect him to just take her back and return to Labyrinth with her.

Sarah was snapped back to reality like a tug to the heart, when her father's flashlight shone onto her face- illuminating her tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes that blinked widely and frowned in the sudden bright light.

"Oh Sarah." Her dad walked over to her and put his hand out to her on the floor. Merlin bounded over and practically tackled her- he was so excited to see her. She took his hand and let him pull her up, wiping tears from her eyes with the back of hand.

"Come on, it's not so bad." He said, trying his best to give her a comforting smile. Ignoring the situation at hand he patted her on the back and said, "Let's go home and get some dinner. Karen made another wonderful meal." Sarah allowed herself to reluctantly walk behind him back to the house, Merlin bounding ahead. Walks in the dark at night were lots of fun for him.

If only he knew what is really going on, Sarah thought bleekly.

No one would ever know. Crossing the bridge, and dragging her feet, Sarah took one more look into the darkness from where they had just come. No sign of Jareth, not even a toot of an owl- it was like he had never been there and she had imagined everything.

He really did just leave me, she thought with a sinking feeling. He doesn't care.