A/N: Yay! I've finally gotten another chapter done and I've updated after what seemed like forever! Hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter Seven

Third Person POV

Jareth appeared in his room with Lilyʼs still unconscious body in his arms. He carefully made his way to his bed and laid her on the silken sheets. Walking over to the second wardrobe in the room, he opened it to find that it had been filled with the clothing he had ordered one of the seamstress to make for Lily.

Rummaging through the clothing, he was pleased to see that they were all colors that would bring out the color of her eyes, hair, or skin. Smiling, he ran his hand over the smooth fabric of the dresses and began looking for something.

When he found what he was looking for, he took the light blue night gown. He looked it over and frowned. He thought it would look ravishing on her, but he knew she wouldnʼt appreciate the length. It would only go down to about mid thigh. Not to mention the cut of the chest. The amount of cleavage it would show made his mind a little fuzzy.

Shaking his head, he looked around in the wardrobe some more, looking for something that was a little more modest. He sighed when all he found were different colors of the same style he was holding in his hand. He shook his head and closed the wardrobe.

Making his way back to the bed, he sat on the edge. He brushed a few strands of hair away from her face, like he had done so many times before as he sat and watched her sleep. He laid the night gown onto her body and with a wave of his hand, her clothing disappeared and the night gown seemed to melt onto her.

His breath caught in his throat as he looked at her. She looked more than beautiful. This plan had to work. He wouldnʼt be able to go on if she rejected him. He looked out the window and grinned. The sun was starting to come up and it was the perfect time to start.

As carefully as possible, he shifted her so she was laying in the center of his bed and brought the sheet up so that it laid across her waist. He conjured up a crystal and threw it into the air above her, where it stayed until he snapped his fingers and a burst of glitter showered over her. Lily woke up laying on what looked like a beach. She sat up and looked around. The sun was starting to come up across the waters. She looked down at herself and gasped.

She was wearing a lovely light blue dress that when she stood up, it gathered at her feet. The sleeves were long and flared out at her fingertips. The cut of the chest surprised her. It was low enough to show she was defiantly an endowed women, but high enough not to show off too much and leave everything to the imagination. She loved the feeling of the fabric. It felt like silk.

"Itʼs lovely, isnʼt it?" she heard from behind her. She turned to see the man who had plagued her dreams as a child, looking out at the waters with his hands clasped behind his back. "Jareth? Is that really you?" she asked, her voice no higher than a whisper. She couldnʼt believe it. She wouldnʼt believe it.

"Itʼs me, love." he said softly, smiling as he walked up next to her. She turned and looked out at the water. "It is beautiful." she said lowly. Jareth calculated his response very carefully before answering. "Not as beautiful as you though, my Lily Pad." he told her, brushing some hair behind her ear. He smiled when she blushed a deep red.

"Why did you stop coming?" she asked after a moment of silence. Just as he was about to answer her question, she stopped him. "My uncle thought you were my imaginary friend. After a while, as I got older and you started showing up less, I started to think so too. I was never able to make friends as a child and it only made sense that I would make myself a friend." she said, looking down at the sand.

She was quiet for a while before looking up at him. He felt his heart wrench when he saw tears in her eyes. "I wanted nothing more than for you to be real. You made me feel like I had a place, like I wasnʼt an outcast." she said, her voice strained and tears falling.

"What if I am real?" he asked, taking her face between his hands and wiping the tears away. She shook her head and pulled away from his hands. "Then why did you stop coming? Why after all these years do you come to me now, when I didnʼt call for you?" she asked, more tears spilling from her eyes as she spilled all the pent up emotions from the years.

"But you did call for me, love. You just donʼt remember it. And because I got tired of waiting. Iʼm a selfish man, Lily. I would have taken you with me when I found you in the woods all those years ago, but I knew you would resent me later in life for it. So I did what I thought was best. I waited and became someone you could call for when you needed me." he told her, cupping her cheek with his gloved hand. There was a short pause before he continued.

"I stopped coming when the war started. I had my duties as king and I had to make sure my kingdomʼs safety was ensured. I tried looking for you, to make sure you were safe, but every time I used my power to locate you, I was never able to find you." he told her, unconsciously rubbing smooth circles on her cheek with his thumb.

"You tried to find me?" she asked, surprised that he had tried looking for her when he should have been keeping an eye on his kingdom. "Of corse I did. You meant, and still do, mean the world to me." he said, smiling softly at her.

She looked into his eyes and then closed her own, placing her hand over his. Then she moved foreword and wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest. After the surprise warred off, he wrapped his arms around her as well and burying his face in her hair. He smiled when her hair pleasantly smelled of strawberries.

Lily smiled a little as she felt his arms wrap around her as well. She would never admit it out loud, but she felt whole when she was with him. She even felt that way when she was little. He seemed to fill a hole in her heart that had been there for as long as she could remember. Then something hit her like a ton of bricks.

She pulled away slightly and looked up at him confused. "Why did you take my memories? How do I have them now?" she asked. Jareth just chuckled and pulled her against him again. She relaxed into his hold and rested her head on his chest again.

"I took your memories, love, because you asked me to. Maybe not intentionally, but you did ask. And you have your memories now because this is nothing but a dream. When you wake up, your memories will still be held within one of my crystals." he told her.

She was silent for a moment and he thought he may have just ruined everything. "So I wonʼt remember this." she whispered, her grip around him tightening. Jareth chuckled again and tightened his hold around her as well. "Of corse not. Youʼll remember this when you wake up. All you have to do is ask, Iʼll restore your memories when you awaken." he whispered into her ear.

All of a sudden, Lily started to feel tired again. "Jareth, whatʼs happening?" she asked, pulling away from him as her eyes starting to droop. Jareth smiled and looked down at her. "Itʼs okay, Lily Pad. Trust me. Everything will be fine." he told her. Without warning, he bent down and captured her lips in a mind blowing kiss.

When he pulled away, her eyes were clouded over and she looked like she would fall asleep at any second. He pulled her against him and leaned down so he could whisper in her ear. "This makes things easier for the both of us, love. Sleep."

As if bending to his will, she nuzzled into his chest and let her eyes close, her mind going blank the second they shut.

A/N: I know it's been a while since I've updated and I'm sorry. It might be a while before I update again, but I promise I will.