Hello dear readers! I'm so happy you like my story so far, and thanks to all those who took a little time to write a review to tell me about their appreciation, I hope I won't disappoint you! Here's the third chapter. I would like to point out that as it's my first fanfiction concerning Labyrinth, It's not going to be too long or with a complicated and tricky plot. I want this to be funny, enjoyable and nice to read, just to see if you folks like how I write and what I write. But this doesn't mean I will not write something more sophisticated in the future!

So thank you, I hope you'll like the development of this story. And please leave a little review, it helps me find inspiration to continue!

Cheers, Alex

Disclaimer: Jareth, Sarah and all Labyrinth-related stuff belong to Henson, Lucas and Froud

Chapter Three

It started pouring as they walked out of the park. Sarah cursed softly and hugged her bag tight against her body. Stupid rain. If my sketchbook gets wet I'm so gonna kill him.

Jareth let go of her hand and put an arm across her shoulders. She opened her mouth to tell him to go to hell, but then she noticed the huge blue umbrella -wait, was it glitter?- that he had in his other hand and covered both of them. She bit her lower lip and said nothing.

They found a little café not far from the park. It was quite empty, only a few people were sitting at the wooden tables scattered around the room, working on their laptops or chatting softly. The atmosphere was cozy and warm. Classic music was playing just loud enough to be pleasant without bothering the clients.

They sat at a little table far from the door and Sarah ordered hot chocolate, while Jareth took Earl Grey tea. She took off her wet coat and looked around to put it somewhere to dry, but Jareth waved a hand and it dried within seconds. She muttered "thank you" and put it on the back of her chair.

Sarah was silent, sipping her hot chocolate and glancing at the man in front of her, utterly confused. Why did he want to talk to her? About what? The Labyrinth? She suddenly felt afraid for her friends. What if he found out that I still talk with Hoggle and the others from time to time?

Why don't you ask him, instead of staring at the mug? A voice in her mind asked ironically.

She sighed and noticed that he was observing her. She straightened her back and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear, looking away from his almost hungry look.

Jareth was very pleased. She had accepted his invitation and was taking his presence quite well, as far as he could see. Yes, she was nervous and probably confused, but at least she hadn't run away screaming when he had dared to touch her shoulders. Quite the contrary in fact, she had come closer to him.

The corners of his mouth flicked as he tried to hide a grin. His eyes wandered on her, approving how she had changed in the past years. She was a beautiful woman now, a bit taller, with the right curves in the right places. Her dark chocolate hair was tied up in a bun, but some locks had loosened and fell sweetly on her shoulders and neck, even though the bun showed up the lines of her face and made her blue-green eyes look bigger.

After some awkward minutes, Sarah finally broke the silence: "So... You said you wanted to talk?"

Jareth put the cup of tea down on the table and looked at her, a warm smile on his lips "Yes, I did"

Sarah waited for him to continue, but as moments passed she started to get annoyed "So? What do you wanna talk about?"

Speak, for crying out loud! She could no longer stand the silence between them. His hypnotic eyes constantly on her made her feel uneasy.

His smile broadened. "Well Sarah dear, since your last visit to my land I have not been able to contact you, or see how your life was going on. I had to wait for you to call on me, to give me permission to enter your life again. So do tell me, what is it that you... do now? It may seem you have quit acting in the park?"

Sarah gave him a suspicious look. "If you couldn't spy on me, then why would you think so?"

Jareth laughed. "Clever girl, as always. Fine, I confess that I could see you every now and again, but only while I was in my animal form"

"It was you then. The barn owl that I used to see out of my window" she was outraged.

Jareth only grinned "Maybe"

Sarah closed her eyes and counted up to ten, taking a deep breath in and sipping her hot chocolate. "That's... creepy"

"What is, dear Sarah?" he was way too pleased.

"You, spying on me through the window of my bedroom!" Sarah made a big effort to keep her voice low, but the waitress who was passing by turned her head toward them, curious.

Jareth waved a hand, as if the matter didn't seem so serious to him. "Such a virtuous outrage, my dear. But fear not, I have never taken advantage of my... spying on you during your private moments" Or at least not too many of them. Jareth mentally added.

Sarah gave him a oh-yes-I'm-so-gonna-believe-you look and shook her head. "Well, stop doing that... Please"

"I will, if you promise this will not be the last time we meet"

Sarah clenched her fists. "Why would I want to see you again? I thought we were enemies"

Jareth smiled "We were, precious. For the time you were running my Labyrinth I would be your scaring villain. But now there are no brothers to save, no mazes to solve. We can be whatever we want to be" He stretched an arm on the table, his hand open up to her "Why cannot we be... friends?"

Sarah swallowed hard, looking at his gloved hand. Friends? He wants to be friends?!

"Where's the trick?"

"No tricks"

Sarah laughed "You really think I would trust you, Goblin King?"

"Sarah, I have no interest in harming you. Besides, you have made a wish that concerns me directly, and I must stay here until I grant it"

Sarah widened her eyes "What? You can't go back to your castle until you.. grant my wish?" Oh shit. Shit! Shit!

Jareth nodded. Truth be told, precious, it is more like I do not want to go back this soon.

Sarah was horrified. She knew what she had wished for, and was afraid to find out just what Jareth had in mind to grant it.

The waitress stopped at their table, smiling broadly at Jareth "Do you want anything else? We have amazing desserts today"

Jareth smiled too, his eyes locked with Sarah's. He took the hand she had rested on the table next to her mug, entwining their fingers.

"I will take a piece of cake"