A/N: Yay! Another update!

Chapter Eight

Third Person POV

Jareth watched as she stirred in her magic induced sleep. He knew that she would be extremely tired when she woke up. Magic induced sleep only made a person more tired than they had been before they were put to sleep.

He walked over to the bed and laid down next to her. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at him. He ran his hand down the side of her face. Her eyes closed again and she curled up next to him, draping her arm over his waist and resting her head on his chest.

His eyes widened at the action and his surprised expression changed to a smile spreading across his face. He wrapped his arm protectively around her waist and held her to him as she slept. He knew he wouldnʼt get any sleep, so he laid there and held her, reveling in the feeling of having her in such an intimate position.

He wasnʼt surprised when she slept for at least four hours. He tensed when he felt her stir a little in her sleep. He was worried about what would happen when she woke up. The dream had worked better than he planned, but when she woke up, she wouldnʼt remember who he was except from what she knew from the dream.

She stirred again and her arm tightened around his waist. He ran a hand through her hair and chuckled a little when she sighed contently. She murmured something inaudible and shifted the way she was curled around him. Suddenly her eyes flew open and she looked up at him. He could see fear in her eyes and it made him feel terrible. She shouldnʼt fear him, she should love him.

"Good morning, love." he whispered, subconsciously tightening his arm around her waist. He watched as fear flashed across her eyes again and immediately loosened his grip. She looked down at herself and blushed. Jareth mentally kicked himself and made a mental note to have the seamstress make some different night clothing for Lily, if she decided to stay.

With that last thought, he sat up and stood up. He straightened his shirt and cleared his throat. "Iʼll leave you to get dressed. There are clothes in the wardrobe for you." he told her softly, his eyes softening when he looked at her. With one last look, he went to leave the room. Lily flew into a sitting position. "Donʼt go!" she said abruptly, sounding a little panicked.

She blushed when Jareth turned around and look at her, shock evident on his face. Lily blushed and brought the sheet up to cover herself. Lily looked down to hide her blush and tightened the sheets around herself. "I-I mean..." she said lowly, trying to cover up her mistake. She bit her lip and looked up at him again.

"Donʼt go. Please." she pleaded, her voice nothing more than a whisper as tears started to form in the corners of her eyes.

Jareth was beyond surprised. He thought with the look she had given him when she first woke up, she would hate him and want to leave as soon as she could. She was asking him to stay.

He was pulled from his thoughts when he saw a few tears fall down her cheeks. In three long strides, he made his way back to the bed and sat on the edge. He wrapped his arm around her waist and, being considerate about the sheet wrapped securely around her, pulled her into his lap and wiped the tears away.

After he got rid of the offending tears, he lifted her chin so she was looking into his eyes. "Iʼll stay for as long as youʼll have me." he told her. Before she could respond, he leaned down and seized her lips. Technically, their first kiss didnʼt count because it was in a dream. This was technically their first kiss and Jareth hopped there would be many more in the future.

A/N: No, this is not the end. This is only the beginning. Up until this point, everything was the introduction. A rather large introduction, but necessary. I would like to apologize about the shortness of this chapter, but it had to be done. Sorry! Please review and let me know what you think.