A/N: Sorry for once again not updating in a little while...This is not becoming a usual excuse but I really have been super busy lately and it's been mine and my dad's birthday recently. Anyways- straight back to the story. I personally really like this chapter, it took me a while to write, but you can let me know what you think :) Jareth and Sarah will soon start to heat up, I promise :)

MIDNIGHT BLOWS IN THROUGH THE WINDOW

Nothing happened for moment and Sarah was beginning to wonder whether it wasn't working when a strong gush of wind came through the open window, bringing with it leaves and other debris from the trees outside. Sarah had to lower Toby and rest him on her hip as she shielded herself from the sudden onrush of sticks that flew into her face and leaves that blurred her vision as she turned away.

She crouched over, holding Toby tightly. He had woken up and she put her hand over his mouth to stop him from crying out loud. She could see his eyes widen in the dim light and how he tried to push her hand away.

He was frightened.

All of a sudden, the wind stopped, and Sarah looked up expectantly.

There was nothing, or no one in the room. It was all silent and peaceful as it had been a few seconds ago- as though nothing had happened.

Sarah furrowed her brow for the umpteenth time that night in concentration, as she tried to think about what had just happened.

A revolting sound behind her snapped her attention away and she drew in a quick breathe, whirling around towards the window. There was nothing there, but she knew very well what had been- goblins.

She could hear them running around the room in the dark, making terrible sounds that would scare anyone, if she hadn't known what they were now. They giggled, making disgusting, choking noises and Sarah could hear them climbing in the cupboards and drawers and on top of the bed. Every time she turned to face the sounds however, they were gone.

Toby began frantically trying to push Sarah's hand away from his mouth and he made little whimpering sounds, trying to wriggle out of her firm grasp.

She knew how frightening this must all be for a baby...and it wasn't the first time he had experienced it.

"Where are you?" Sarah demanded into the room, but only silence and then a little giggle was heard, from what direction, she couldn't say.

"I know you're here and I know what you want!" She said, jumping as she felt something brush against her legs in the dark.

She couldn't help but feel a little scared too, even though she was the reason they were here. The goblins would always freak Sarah out.

Another gush of wind whirled through the window, making the goblins run unseen in an excited frenzy around Sarah.

They wanted what they had come for.

"Show yourselves, I know who you are!" Sarah said, over the sound of the wind and the rustling leaves that blew through the room. She just hoped the woman downstairs wouldn't hear anything suspicious and come up.

"And I know you can't take him until your King arrives." Sarah said, still spinning on her heels as she tried to see the goblins. She ignored the leaves that blew into her face.

"So where is he?"

Almost as if on command, a bright surge of light filled the room through the window, creating a strong surge of power which knocked Sarah to the ground and sent her sprawling. Toby flew out of her hands and before Sarah could worry about whether he had hurt himself she had hit her head on the leg of the crib, which knocked her out cold. All she remembered seeing before her eyes closed was a white owl fly into the room, beating it's powerful wings furiously.

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The silence was so loud, it made not a sound.

Sarah stumbled through the darkness, so black it was heavy and thick. She stopped. She had no idea where she was. She couldn't see and she couldn't hear.

All she knew was her entire body ached- she was bruised and battered, hurt and exhausted. Her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground- all energy drained. All strength far withdrawn, every sparing little bit of it. She let her head rest on the hard ground where she lay on her side and she closed her eyes- it made no difference whether they were open or not because the blackness that greeted her was all the same.

I've run so long...I've run so far, was all she could manage to think, echoed by the familiarity of a song sung to her long, long ago. Those same words...

Sarah let out a weak, shuddering breathe. I don't even know where I am.

She tried to move, but the best her body could muster was a silent little sob. A sob from a torn, weary and frightened heart, that slowly beat rhythmically inside her chest.

It felt like it was getting slower...every beat seemed to draw out longer and an unexpected wave of peace settled over her.

Sarah slowly began to slip away...The feeling of peace enveloped her as her heart rate slowed down even more.

Just then a pale sliver of something slipped out of the dark, and it took Sarah a moment to realise that what she was looking at was a thin slice of the waning moon. She hadn't known her eyes had opened again- it was so dark it had all looked the same.

She stared at the moon, mesmerized. It almost seemed to be getting bigger, drawing nearer to her, beckoning her closer, with every sedated effort her heart made to beat.

Her head started to throb and she winced, drawing in one deliberate, tight breathe. Just right before she slipped completely away, Sarah was aware of a warm, comforting hand- a hand she felt she had been seeking for so long- rest on her chest, over her heart. The heat emanating from it surged new energy into her and she opened her eyes, placing her own hand over the unknown hand that still rested firmly, yet gently on her chest. The touch of her skin against the other persons made her whole body tingle, and she was very aware when she felt lips brush across her cheek- warm, intimate breathe making her skin prick as they came to rest lightly on top of her ear. She flinched at the sudden, unexpected tender contact, but then she leaned towards it, yearning more.

"I'll place the moon within your heart." The lips whispered, the voice so deep and melodic she could fall asleep just listening to it.

She longed for more contact, for the voice to speak again, for the hand to stay resting on her chest, almost controlling her heartbeat. For the lips to brush her skin again.

"I..." The voice began, but suddenly it was all feeling and sounding very faint and Sarah could no longer hear what it said.

Whats's happening? She thought, as the pain in her head increased to an unbearable pounding and as the soft hand and gentle voice disappeared altogether as if they had never been.

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Sarah came to before she opened her eyes. She couldn't remember where she was or what she had been doing, but she was aware of a terrible pain in her head. She groaned, opening her eyes and sitting up from where her neck had been craned in an awkward position against Toby's cot...

Toby's cot! Sarah thought in alarm just as she looked up and the events that'd just happened moments ago came flooding back into her memory.

"Toby!" Sarah cried in alarm, remembering how he had been flung out of her arms.

The room was darker than ever- the light in the passage had switched off during the time she had been knocked out and the moon that had shone so brightly earlier was now no where to be seen. Sarah was aware of eyes watching her from all angles but she didn't care. Her only thought was that her baby brother was safe.

"What have I done..." She mumbled. She tried to get up but her head hurt so much, throbbing so badly she could feel the blood pulsing through a vein above her eye and pumping loudly in her ears.

"Don't worry, Toby is quite fine." A sudden, familiar voice said out of the shadows. The same voice that was in her dream.

He's here, Sarah thought.