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

Chapter 20

Jareth couldn't help but be mesmerized by how his life had changed so much in the time since the First had been defeated. He stared over at the sleeping form of his Champion. My wife. He thought with a wolfish grin. The wedding had been yesterday morning and Toby had been utterly adorable in his ring bearer outfit. Sarah had convinced her fiance not to make him look like a bear but, he was still adorable. The goblins had all been appropriately emotional and the fear of a rebellion from the chickens had all but been squashed. Sarah had not listened to the Slayer and he was slightly disappointed that their first dance had not been "Wind Beneath My Wings." He'd never admit that to any of the other three though. His index finger played with the tendril of chocolate silk that had been obscuring his view of Sarah's pretty mouth. It had not been easy when Spike went around telling every inhabitant of Whence he could find that William the Bloody was a king just because he said he was. Jareth had been forced to 'dethrone' at least three goblins a day. Shows him for doing the vampire a favor. Speaking of which, wasn't he just so proud of himself having that little idea.

Two weeks ago...

Jareth had given Spike a crystal that could let him have anything he wanted. The former poet hadn't asked for Buffy or wealth or fame. No, he was smart enough to understand that it was all going to be intangible. Little more than an illusion. That's what Sarah had described of her little crystal dream. He had closed his eyes and wished to know what had to happen for Mum, Glinda, and Demon Gal and all the White Hats to still be alive and that Buffy could have been truly happy. Turned out that it was a pretty penny on his part for that kind of good fortune. In that reality Spike had been staked in Prague along with Drusilla. He didn't care though. He just wanted to see what would have been needed to make their lives better.

"Never meeting me apparently." His voice was thick with emotion. "Shoulda known the Slayer was better off without my sorry arse."

"That's stupid, and so's your hair."

He turned at the sound of her voice and the illusions fell away from the Escher room. But Buffy was still there. "What are you doing here?" He almost hated how his voice sounded so hopeful and pained.

Buffy raised her hand and counted off on her fingers. With each word she stepped toward him. "Out. For. A. Walk." She stopped one step short and smiled at the man she thought had died in the Sunnydale Hellmouth and then in the Fall of L.A.

He closed the distance and couldn't bring himself to finish her little quote. Instead he hoped he could convey everything he wanted to say as he held her tight in his arms. But leaving words unspoken wasn't enough. "Buffy," He moved his face to rest his cheek on the top of her head, "I love you." He smiled. He didn't think he'd get to say it to her face again.

"No you don't, but thanks for saying it." He could hear the smile in her voice and he groaned into the crook of her neck before placing his hands on her shoulders and looking her in the eye.

"Would you please stop repeating back to me things I've said."

"So if I were to say something you said to me a lot, even when it was wig-worthy for me, you wouldn't want me to say that either?" Her grin was infectious and it sparked a smirk that he couldn't help but let split across his face.

"Depends on what you say, Slayer. That and whether or not you're cookies."

"Oh," She passed her fingertips along his cheek and smiled a little more when he leaned into the caress. "I'm cookies." She bobbed her head to coax him into the realization and grimaced when he took a big sniff from the air.

"Smells like my favorite flavor." He leaned close to her so that his next words nearly pressed his lips against hers. "But maybe I should have a taste?"

Jareth and Sarah were sitting in the garden at their little table secluded from the pressures of royalty while still in earshot of Didymus and Ludo the resident Toby sitters. Then the ruckus had started. Sarah jumped at the noise but Jareth just smiled into his coffee.

"Come on boy, let's play." Shouted Buffy after her Sunlight-impervious-as-long-as-they-were-in-the-Underground-where-time-doesn't-matter-and-they-can-get-away-from-saving-the-world-without-feeling-guilty Undead boyfriend in a poorly executed Fire Gang impersonation.

"Stop it!" Came Spike's bellow as he stomped through the garden gates.

"You got to use your own head!" She shot back in the same terrible attempt.

"I said stop it!" Just then the King of Pain rounded on the Goblin monarchs. He breathed a few unnecessary times until he could trust himself to speak. "Jareth."

Jareth smiled into his caffeinated beverage and hummed to show he had heard the vampire. Sarah's head swiveled between the two men.

"They could have killed me. I would have been a dead man!" Spike turned on his girl with barely controlled frustration when he heard her giggle.

"I thought you were always so happy to bring that point around. You know, that you'realreadydead." She added the last part in a whispered hush as he got very close.

"What were you doing in the Fire Gang's territory anyway, Spike? Spreading the tale of your wondrous victory I assume. How hard it all was all on your own. Without any help. When you discovered that you could be a king just by saying you were one. How you prevailed?" The whole time his eyes had not lifted from the petitions he was reading from the guards but his voice dripped with good natured venom.

"Prevailed?" Spike let loose a snort of derision. "It was a piece of cake."

Sarah's head fell against her hand, cheek to palm, as she and Buffy watched the punk and glam rockers go another round of posturing for what felt like the millionth time.

fin

A/N: Did you guys like it? I wrote what I wanted out here in the world and I hope I'm not alone in having enjoyed it. Buffy the movie came out in '92 the year MyraValhallah listed as the start of the first half of this story. What with hell dimensions, magic, Champions and all of that (not to mention people trying to make Jareth a Vampire in their stories) well it seemed like it wouldn't be too big a leap to include the Whedonverse. Plus for all of you who were only interested in 10/Rose the story could have ended last chapter and you can't be angry about this one ;)