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Daddy, Daddy Get Me Outta Here

Sarah gawked at the peach, that had magically appeared out of nowhere.

"Come on, Sarah." Jareth muttered to the crystal he held in his hand, as he watched the girl expectantly, his brow furrowed slightly without him noticing.

"It's a present." He remembered saying to Hoggle, the first time he had given Sarah a peach. Now, instead of it being to make her lose her memory, it would serve as a whole new purpose.

Deep inside, Jareth hoped Sarah would bite the peach, but he couldn't force anything on her right now, only help her as far as he could. Something troubled him in his mind- that she wouldn't be able to do it, wouldn't be able to muster the courage to bite into something that could lead to anything happening- but he also knew Sarah was strong and was fully aware of all the consequences now, and also aware of what she wanted.

Like last time, Sarah had been manipulated into doing things she would not have chosen to do, if she hadn't had a set target in mind that drove her through the thick and thin- Toby. This time was no different, Sarah knew exactly what she wanted and she knew exactly what needed to be done. She had learnt.

A soft sigh passed narrowly through Jareth's lips without him noticing, as he watched Sarah raise the perfectly round fruit to her lips.

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Sarah bit into the peach delicately and slowly. As much as she needed to get Toby, she was in no hurry to find out what strange hallucinations and surprises would be in store for her this time round. She had begun to hate peaches since after her Labyrinth ordeal- they reminded her too much of what could've been, and what she had lost.

None the less, through gritted teeth and closed eyes, Sarah bit the peach, trying to ignore the sweet taste that oozed into her mouth and dripped down her chin.

For a moment the air seemed to hold it's breathe. A beat went by where nothing happened and slowly Sarah chewed the mouthful of sweetness and swallowed, her throat feeling tight.

Images of the ballroom scene flashed through her mind and she winced inside. She hoped she wouldn't have to experience something like that again, for she didn't know if she would be able to cope with the rush of emotions she had felt the first time she'd danced in Jareth's arms. The second time would only be worse because this time, Sarah knew what she wanted.

She opened her eyes, now feeling apprehensive. Perhaps she was meant to eat more of the peach before anything happened?

But last time all it had taken was one bite, and she didn't see why it would be any different this time round.

The room was still dark, and she glanced over at the bedside clock. Green glowing numbers showed that it was 2am- the night was still heavy and thick. The moon had fully disappeared and there was absolutely no light filtering through the window. Sarah knew something was up- there was never absolutely no light at all. Something was going to happen.

Sarah wiped her chin where the peach juice had begun to dry, making her skin tickle. She got up once more to go over to the window and that was when it hit her. The first time she had eaten one of Jareth's peaches she had felt dizzy and disorientated- she recognized the feeling now as she stumbled against the drawer and blinked her eyes hard.

This has got to happen, Sarah thought to herself, reassuringly even though she had not a clue what was going to happen to her this time. It's what's meant to be.

She gripped the drawer to steady herself, so hard her knuckles turned white. Her mind began to glaze over and blur- she could no longer think straight.

Feeling as though she couldn't breathe, Sarah managed to stagger over to the window and pull it up and she was met by a rush of cool wind that stung her face and made her eyes stream. The wind felt different, it wasn't from around here. The fact that it was so sudden and so cold suggested it had come from very off, and the way it stung her face, making each little pore in her skin tingle, could only mean one thing. There was magic in the wind that blew through her window and Sarah knew exactly from which far off place it had come from.

The gush lasted a long time, whipping Sarah's hair over her shoulders as she narrowed her eyes, beginning to sway as a wave of dizziness came over her.

Her legs became weak and Sarah clung to the windowsill, about to fall over and drift into a very deep, sleep when from a distance, she saw a crystal ball drift and make it's way slowly to the window. Sarah's eyes widened and a feeling of relief came over her now very wary mind. She felt incredibly tired and was about to fall asleep. Two more crystals dancingly made their way behind the first, following one another into the room through the window. They slowly circled around Sarah, captivating her with the pretty lights and patterns that reflected out from their seemingly endless interior.

A familiar tune began to play on Sarah's ears as one of the crystals developed into an image of someone from the back standing over a person sitting in a chair in front of them.

With hauntingly familiar words and a milky deep voice crooning from out of no where into Sarah's ear, she finally collapsed onto the bed behind her, uncontrollably closing heavy eyelids.

The crystals continued to quaver in the air above her, before they simply popped like bubbles and disappeared, showering Sarah in glitter.