I was so happy to get my first review! Thank you so much Avalon-Mist! I added more to chapter 1 as an attempt to lengthen it. I would love even more reviews from everyone!

Alas, I do not own any labyrinth characters :( However in this chapter, I do own Luke! He is an amalgamation of my own preschool students :)

As expected, Sarah woke up late and still exhausted. She had a sleepless night because thoughts and memories of the labyrinth flooded her mind.

Great. Just what I need on a school day, Sarah thought grumpily as she hurried about her room in a rush to get ready. Sarah enjoyed her job as a preschool teacher, but she could most certainly do without the early mornings. She ran to the closet and chose the first shirt and pants she saw. An emerald green and aqua blue peasant top with black gaucho pants. Not a bad choice for rushing, Sarah thought.

In what Sarah thought was record time, she was out the door with a travel mug of tea in one hand and a hair brush in the other. Sarah may not have had enough time to put on her usual make up, but she would make sure her hair looked presentable during rush hour traffic on the way to work. It was amazing to Sarah that ever since about the age of fifteen, her hair grew at an impressive rate. She tried cutting it short, but it grew back far too fast to keep it short. She settled for long hair with layers. She was always relieved that it took nothing more than a quick run of the brush to make her hair look good.

While Sarah sat in the usual morning rush hour traffic sipping on her barely-warm tea, she thought back to her dream from the night before. It was not that the dream came from nowhere, exactly. She often dreamt of the labyrinth, her friends, and of course… him. This dream in particular just seemed so amazingly vivid. It was as though she was back there confronting Jareth in the final show down. She could still feel her heart racing. Why were these feelings coming back now?

What she was really asking her self was if she would change her final words to Jareth if she could. She only wanted to save her brother. She did not think of Jareth's feelings toward her, if such existed. In her mind at the time, he was nothing more than a selfish beast. If he had shown any romantic interest toward her, Sarah thought that it was purely to distract her so that he could win. Wasn't it? She asked her self. How naïve she was if she truly thought that. She would get her answer later that day.

Sarah was quite proud of herself for getting to work on time, despite her rushed morning. Sarah enjoyed her job, but Mondays were never easy in preschool. It was as though the kids pushed reset on their minds over the weekend and completely forgot school rules by Monday morning.

Sarah sighed. She could hear children screaming as soon as she opened the door to the school. She was already experiencing a dull headache. She was sure that it would be upgraded to pounding headache by lunchtime.

When Sarah's students entered the classroom, they had twenty minutes of free play before they got down to business. If Sarah was not busy preparing materials, she would often join them in free play. She loved to watch children's minds at work during playtime. Their imaginations were so vast, much like hers at a younger age. She still had great imagination, but it was no longer a child's imagination. It was a young woman's imagination.

"MISS SAWAH!" screamed a student of hers named Luke. Though Sarah was suffering a headache, she smiled a bit. Luke always seemed to forget to use an 'inside' voice. "Yes Luke?" answered Sarah, "and please turn on your inside voice". "Come play puppets with me Miss Sawah!" Luke answered a bit quieter. Sarah loved the way Luke pronounced her name. It very much reminded her of Ludo. Every time Luke called out her name, she missed her friend a bit more.

Sarah's class was focusing on different animals this month, so Sarah had an array of animal puppets available to the children. Luke picked up two puppets. He kept the lion puppet and handed Sarah another. "Miss Sawah, you be the white owl, ok?" Luke said excitedly. Sarah quietly stared at the puppet. The puppet bared an unmistakable resemblance to the owl form of Jareth. It looked so much like him that it sent a shiver down Sarah's spine. Sarah played with Luke for a few minutes, but she was too distracted by the similitude of the white owl puppet to Jareth, so she soon excused her self from Luke to prepare for the day.

During free center time, children had the opportunity to play different games that Sarah had in the classroom. Sarah's buddy Luke pulled out a game box and looked at it eagerly. After looking at it for a couple minutes, he asked, "MISS SAWAH? (then he remembered his 'inside voice') How do you play this one?" Sarah took the box from Luke's hands. She could not believe what game it was. The box said Labyrinth Jr. Where in the hell did this come from? Sarah asked herself. She had never seen this game in her classroom before. She was sure it was never there before. Sarah knew her room pretty well and would have noticed a new game. Sarah's headache upgraded to pounding by this time.

After naptime, another teacher took Sarah's class out on the playground to 'run their sillies out,' as Sarah often would say. Sarah stayed back to clean up the mats from naptime. As Sarah put the last of the mats away, she heard a voice that made her blood run cold.

"Hello Sarah. It has been far too long."