A/N: For definite closure...

3 days later…

"Out of my way, you little insects." Arkus hissed as he made his way to the throne room of the castle.

The various goblins sweeping the floors and polishing the brass candle sconces, stuck their tongues out and brandished obscene gestures at his back as he passed.

A vindictive grin graced the Ambassador's features. He was eager to see how the rauko was faring without his intended mate.

When one's enemy was invulnerable, the best option was to make them wish for death's release. If the storm from the other day was any indication, then Jareth was suffering beautifully.

I don't smell the human anywhere. He silently observed. How wonderful. I sincerely hope he told her the truth before she left. The only way this could be more perfect is if she loathes him. Or maybe he kept silent and abandoned her like the coward he is.

He threw open the double doors at the end of the hall and rounded the corner.

Either way, I can't wait to see him in pain. Nothing could possibly give me greater pleasure.

Climbing the few steps into the throne room, he immediately spotted the Goblin King standing by the window, arms crossed and staring off into space.

The blonde male was dressed rather formally, in a sparkly blue coat and white cravat.

"Your majesty." The intruder snorted, inclining his head in mock-respect. "I thought I would-"

"Ah-ah-ah, Arkus." Jareth admonished, shaking a finger at his visitor.

"Don't forget your manners. Ladies first." He instructed, pointing to the empty throne.

"What the devil are you-?" Arkus's question died in his throat as he glanced once more at the royal seat and found it occupied.

"Hello, Arkus." Sarah greeted curtly.

The fey's jaw opened and closed stupidly.

Sarah sat on the throne, the picture of royalty. She was dressed in the same shimmery white and gold ball gown she wore in the peach-dream. She held her chin high with pride and her shoulders back in confidence. Her once human scent was now drenched with magic. Her brown eyes bore the mark of the fey and they held his shocked violet gaze steadily.

"Y-you!" The noble spluttered. "What are you doing here?!"

"Co-ruling the kingdom." She stated nonchalantly. "What does it look like I'm doing?"

"But-but-"

"But what?" She questioned, raising a suspicious eyebrow. "Did you not expect me to be here? You were informed of our engagement, weren't you?"

"Uh, um…" He cleared his throat and gave a stiff bow. "My apologies, your highness. I just…wasn't expecting your wedding to occur…so soon."

"Really?" She said tilting her head in exaggerated curiosity. "Why is that?"

His hands balled into fists and his teeth clenched.

"If you're here on another one of your routine check-ups," she continued as her spouse crossed to her side, "you can inform the Fey Council that Sarah Williams has married Jareth and been crowned the Goblin Queen."

The blissful smile on the Jareth's face made Arkus's anger burst like a hot water pipe.

"I see you opted to keep silent, rauko." He sneered at the Goblin King. "Didn't have the guts to tell your new bride the truth of your past? As your queen, she has a right to know. Perhaps I should-"

"Don't bother." Sarah snapped, demanding the Fey Ambassador's attention again. "He did tell me everything."

She reached over and intertwined her fingers with her husband's.

Arkus was stunned.

"And-and…you still…married him?"

"We had a little ceremony yesterday," Jareth explained jovially, "for the goblins' sake. But everything was made official three days ago."

For a long moment, Arkus just gaped. Eventually, his features hardened with contempt; all pretense was officially gone.

"So," he spat at the Goblin Queen, "you consciously married a child murderer. You willfully overlooked all the innocent blood he literally gorged himself on. Honestly, I think that makes you more of a monster than he is."

A deep growl rose to Jareth's lips, but his beloved squeezed his hand in comfort.

"And, as always," she addressed the haughty fey male, "you'd be wrong, Arkus."

Purple orbs widened in outrage.

"Listen," she calmly went on, "I'm not excusing what he did. It was horrible and wrong, and it will always be horrible and wrong. But I'm not going to condemn him for the rest of his life either. I know Jareth regrets it. He shows that regret every day by taking care of the goblins, by rescuing unwanted human children, by loving me."

"I understand if you, the Council and the rest of the fey never forgive him, but I want you think real hard about this: every rauko that committed those terrible crimes or caused great disasters had one thing in common. They were all mistreated by the fey. You can only kick a dog so many times before it bites you."

"I know you're all afraid of the power a rauko possesses, but if you took the time to understand that power instead of wasting all your energy showing it nothing but hate, maybe that power could be used for you instead of against you."

"Humph!" The brunette male scoffed. "Such tripe! Rauko's are nothing but trash and they all deserve to burn in oblivion, as do their consorts! And there isn't a single fey male, female, or child that will ever think otherwise!"

Sarah shrugged with resignation.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I shudder to think of how many more will die because of pure ignorance. Though, I do feel more sympathy towards the next rauko because, frankly," she fixed Arkus with a hard glare, "I don't like you much anyway."

"And I return the sentiment wholeheartedly," he grunted in defiance, "Goblin Queen."

Jareth trembled, struggling to keep his rage in check.

"That reminds me," the former runner spoke up again, drumming the fingers of her free hand on her knee, "we have other business to address. I believe you have something else to return to me."

The Fey Ambassador visibly flinched.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hmm…that's interesting." She coyly noted. "One of the first things I learned about the Underground is that your word is your honor and blood. So, if you're lying, you have no honor…and no blood."

There was a definite threat in her tone.

Swift as a dancer, she then was inches from Arkus's face. Before he had time to move, she'd reached into the inside pocket of his red velvet coat and extracted The Labyrinth.

"Looks like someone has been in my room." She chided as she leisurely thumbed the pages for a few seconds before she slapped the book shut and narrowed her eyes at the fool in front of her. "You know, I really hate that."

Sweat broke out across Arkus's brow as the magic aura from both her and Jareth crackled dangerously.

"Now precious," Jareth playfully reasoned, sitting down on the throne "let's be fair. Technically, he took it from your attic."

"True." She conceded. "But the bottom line is that he stole from me and he lied about it."

"It's not theft if you don't exist." Arkus nervously protested.

"I'm afraid it is, Arkus." Jareth smugly countered. "If the item in question, is magic. Like a tehta, for example.

Arkus paled.

As she turned back to the throne, Sarah waved her hand in the air.

Instantly, a blank piece of floating parchment materialized between her and Arkus.

Swinging his left leg over the arm of the chair, Jareth made room for her to sit beside him. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she leaned back against his chest.

"Now," she began again, "let's get our allegations straight: Arkus, the Fey Ambassador to the Goblin City, deliberately took a tehta away from its owner."

Her words started appearing on the paper, as if written by an invisible pen.

"A very serious violation of Underground laws," Jareth added, "as well as a wanton act of disrespect to fey culture."

Arkus tried to snatch the paper, but his hands passed through it like mist.

"He then came to the Labyrinth," the ex-human dictated to the parchment," arrogantly showed the Goblin King his acquisition and tried to guilt him into ending our relationship. Which is deliberate political sabotage and grounds for immediate termination, as I've been told."

The now completed document transformed into a pregnant envelope addressed to the Fey Council. It soared through the air and out the window.

"You-you have no way of proving this!" Arkus shouted in disdain. "It'd be my word against a rauko's!"

Sarah eyes twinkled cruelly.

"You're forgetting one thing, Arkus. Jareth can re-order time."

"And though the council would side with you personally," Said fey declared with his signature smirk, "they are still duty bound to uphold the law, which gives Sarah and I the right to punish you as we see fit, and since I can prove your transgression at any time, I think I'd like to exercise that right now."

Arkus's entire form shook with fury.

"You…you…foul, miserable…bastards!" He surged towards the royal pair, hands glowing with magical energy. "I'll-I'll kill you!"

Jareth's right hand shot up, poised in a claw-like shape and Arkus's muscles halted mid-stride as if he was frozen solid.

Sarah watched in amusement as goblins then flooded the room.

They crawled through the doors and windows, from behind the throne, from the cracks in the stone walls. Some even morphed from the very shadows.

She had to bite her lip to keep from giggling when she saw Ludo squeeze through the front entrance with Fip on his shoulder.

Sish was perched on the far wall by the window. Sir Didymus sat astride Ambrosias by the staircase, staff at the ready. Hoggle and Gookie stood side by side on Sarah's left, holding hands.

Arkus's face twisted with panic as the snarling goblins surrounded him, flashing their crimson eyes and sharp yellow teeth.

"Fun fact about goblins, Arkus." The Goblin Queen called out. "When you show them even the slightest bit of kindness, they become fiercely loyal to you. See? A little tolerance goes a long way. Tell that to the rotten council, before they fire your ass."

"Hopscotch!" Jareth's barked over the noise.

"Oh for cryin' out loud! It's Hog-gle!"

"Yes, I think I'll let you decide on the punishment for our guest."

"Me?" The dwarf blinked in surprise. "Really? Well…then I say…Bog him!"

"BOG HIM! BOG HIM! BOG HIM!" The goblins chanted with contagious glee.

Arkus screamed in terror as the Labyrinth citizens grabbed him and carried his still locked body out the main door.

"Miss Sar-I mean, my queen!" Gookie squeaked, tugging on her lady's skirt.

"Yes, Gookie?" She beamed down at the red head. "What is it?"

"Might I also suggest that we give him a special kind of makeover?" Her eyebrows waggled suggestively.

Sarah gently tapped her friend's cat-like nose.

"You can do whatever you want to him."

Gookie then peered cautiously at Jareth.

"Yer majesty?"

He grinned, giving her nose a light tap of his own.

"You heard your Goblin Queen."

A devious smile split the gobliness's face and she gripped Hoggle's hand tight as she pulled him after the crowd.

"C'mon Hoggle, let's go get the cake mixer."

As soon as the gardener and goblin were out of sight, Sarah burst out laughing while Jareth occupied himself with nibbling her ear.

Her laughter was definitely short-lived.

"I have to say," she murmured as his lips moved south, "Bogging Arkus is an excellent late-wedding present."

"Mmm." He hummed against the skin of her neck. "You were amazing, Sarah-mine. So courageous and wise, there has never been a finer queen."

"Well, I don't know about that, but I'll take the compliment anyway." She replied. "Thank you."

"I love you."

She shifted her torso so she could snuggle into his shoulder more directly.

"I love you too, Jareth."

They sat in contented silence for several minutes before Sarah thought of something.

"Hey, Jareth? Now that I'm a fey like you, will I be able to fly to the Aboveground and see my family whenever I want?"

"Certainly." He confirmed in a quiet voice. "I'll just have to teach you how to shape-shift first. You realize, though, that your family can't see you in your true form? That, again, you don't exist to them?"

She nodded.

"I know, but I'd just like to be able to watch over them whenever I can."

Her soul-mate fiddled with one of the white ribbons in her hair.

"If you learn shape-shifting as quickly as you learned conjuring, we should be able to go tomorrow."

"Ok." She tucked her head between his neck and shoulder. "Oh, and just a word of warning, if you ever leave me up there again, I'll shove a crystal so far up your butt you'll puke through your nose."

It was his turn to chuckle uncontrollably.

"Message received, love. Though I had no idea how kinky you could be." He purred as he sensually massaged her ribs through her bodice. "I'd love to explore this side of you further."

"Shut up." She pinched him. "You're insatiable."

"You're one to talk." He quipped. "That was my favorite shirt you ripped last night. But, how can I help it when I have such a divine temptress all to myself? A temptress that loves me as much as I love her? A temptress that wants to share forever by my side?"

She couldn't help the blush that covered her cheeks. She raised her head to stare into the depths of his uneven, yet spellbinding eyes. She reverently ran her fingertips along the edge of his jaw.

"You were right." Joyful tears brimmed in her eyes and she sighed longingly. "Forever's not long at all. It's not long enough."

Soft music drifted through the air and Jareth pressed his forehead against his wife's, whispering to her that sweet line from so long ago:

"But I'll be there for you; as the world falls down."

With that, he captured the Goblin Queen's willing lips in a heated kiss that rang with the unbreakable promise of eternal love and fulfilled dreams.

Fin