A/N I own nothing from the source material, songs, or oc's from MyraValhallah's story. Just doing this for fun.

Chapter 9

The hall stretched on and on. Stones placed in less than neat rows and columns building up until they summed out to be unrealistically comfortable. Castles were supposed to have small halls that were narrow and short and disappointing once you actually walked through them after spending years worth of dreams, which skulked into your mind, and told you that you wanted to...walk through a castle. That's what it was. Disappointment in the architecture. Sarah took a breath. She slowed her pace. She felt like an idiot. He was a king. He had power. Power enough to give her certain powers. Then again, he is just a man, or a male of his species at least. They had been talking and he had shown sympathy, but, he pushed too far. She was right in being miffed wasn't she? Sarah turned toward a wall and saw the eyes in a painting move. "What?"

She walked up to it and peered at the eyes. It was a trick painting, like the ones in Scooby Doo, and she could hear voices on the other side. They were muffled and distorted as though they were already far off down some passage. The stones started to feel harder underneath her shoes and she realized that she had been running and talking and pretty much not sleeping for three days. She was exhausted. The Doctor expected far too much from himself and his companions. Sarah sighed. She was bushed and now she was starting to think that the kiss wasn't all his fault and that she overreacted and that the only person who could deal with trick paintings right now would be the Doctor. An elderly goblin toddled past her on its' way to who knows where with a pile of rotting lettuce and two stuffed toy bunnies. "Excuse me."

The goblin paused and looked up at her the skin around its lipless mouth stretching away to form a botched attempt at a smile. "Yes?"

Sarah smiled back. "Do you know where the man I came here with went?"

The goblin furrowed its' brow and placed its' load on the floor. "You mean 'smajessy?"

Sarah exhaled sharply through her nose. It was not the goblins fault that she was impatient to find the Doctor. "No, the tall man with brown hair wearing a tie." She mimed straightening a Windsor knot and she could see the light bulb go off in the goblins head.

"Oh, Gorb knows where Dr. man is. He was in his rooms."

She shook her head gently, "And where would those be?"

"Oh one lefts then two rights then just in front." Gorb bent down and picked up his load.

"Thank you Gorb." Then she was off and jogging to find the Doctor.

Gorb kept tottering to his destination, "You're welcomes Sarahlady."

Rose sat down in disbelief. This couldn't be happening. Could it? No, she was human. She had seen things and had become Bad Wolf but she was always human. Without being human...but if she was Gallifreyan then that meant the Doctor was no longer alone. But how? That's right, the high queen, she was human and became something...more. Rose stood and went to her door. The rush of silk against her skin reminding her again and again that she wasn't anywhere normal. That ever since she ran into that leather clad mad man in the department store nothing had ever been normal again.

The hidden passage stretched on and widened into a large candlelit chamber with an enormous pipe organ surrounded by red velvet where Erik would frequent to compose while visiting his eldest. The room was kept clear of smoke by...well...magic, duh.

Jareth sat on the bench brooding at his father's side. "Would you like me to play you something Jareth?"

He sighed heavily and patted his father on the shoulder. "No father, your idea of cheer-you-up music has always been a bit lachrymose for my taste."

Erik stood up from the organ and pulled out a battery powered boom box smuggled past his rather old fashioned wife. "How about now?"

Jareth perked up a bit, "Do you have William Shakespeare?"

Erik smiled broadly at his wonderfully different son. He was the only one of his children who took music so close to heart. It was probably why they were always as thick as thieves. "'Can't Stop Myself From Loving You' along with 'Sweet Talking Woman' and 'Mr. Blue Sky' by Electric Light Orchestra."

Jareth's smile looked as though it would break his face as his body nearly shook with delight. "He-Yeeeehehe!"