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Chapter 15

"He's... he's a member of a European Royal family." Sarah didn't know how to gauge her Step-Mother's reaction to that lie, even though it was the closest to the truth that Sarah would ever be able to manage.

After a few minutes Karen finally answered. "How on earth did you meet a man like that when you were fifteen?"

"Pure chance, I think. Jareth said that he first saw me in the park reciting lines, then he managed to engineer a meeting."

"Come on you have to give me a few more details than that."

Sarah thought about just coming out and saying, "One day I was babysitting Toby and Jareth had him kidnapped," but she knew that Karen would just overreact completely so she went with the slightly more conventional, "He arranged for us to meet "accidentally" I don't know how. But he certainly knew how to make an entrance that was hard to forget."

"And he wanted to marry you, when you were only fifteen?" Karen sounded dubious.

"I think he thought I was older, over 17, that or he just didn't care. He's a bit impulsive and used to getting what he wants. He didn't understand that I was too young know what he was offering."

"And just where is he now?"

"He went back to where he belongs and I told him to stay there." Sarah stated matter of factly.

There was still one connection to the situation that Karen couldn't make, "What about Tania? Where does she fit into this?" Karen, in fact, still had many questions about the whole situation but she could tell that Sarah was starting to clam up, she needed to ask the important ones quickly.

Sarah was tired of lying so she told the truth. "She's his Step-Mother."

Karen's jaw dropped at that.

"Yeah I know she looks a bit young."

When Karen got her head around that she simply said, "Well I'm glad someone in that family cared that this Jareth was a jerk."

"Tania was really nice about it, helping me get home. I'm pretty sure by now she will have torn Jareth a new one."

High Queen Titania had been informed that her husband had been to the mortal realm, and she was annoyed that he had gone against her wishes, but she didn't want to just come right out and ask him about it. She spent a morning sat on her throne next to him stewing over how to bring the subject up. In the end she didn't have to say a word.

"I suppose that you may already know I went above." Oberon started.

"Yes I gathered as much, you really should learn how to leave the palace secretly." His Queen responded.

"But then you wouldn't be able to have any fun trying to find me, to look for me you have to know I'm gone." He tried to joke, Titania was having none of it. "It seemed that Sarah Williams was a very interesting mortal I had to go see her for my self." He continued tying to keep the conversation casual, he knew his wife's tendency towards histrionics and they were in public.

"Your son certainly thinks her important." Titania responded with only the smallest amount of resentment.

"And you what do you think of the girl?"

Anger clouded the High Queens next statement, "That she didn't deserve what happened to her and that she deserves a great deal more than Jareth."

"No, she didn't deserve to be assaulted," Oberon agreed to half of his wife's statement but he couldn't agree to the other half, he'd always had a soft spot for the Goblin King. He breathed out in a long sigh before continuing. "I think that I need to have a serious talk with Jareth about getting his facts straight."

"And in keeping his temper in check when things are not going his way." His wife added.

"Perhaps. I also paid a visit to the child's birth mother."

"Jays mother?" The Fae Queen was definitely interested, "What is she like?"

"Very young, very like her cousin in appearance, a little like her in spirit but not in character or determination. Lily would attract a fae certainly, but she wouldn't keep him." The High King replied candidly.

"Did you find out the identity of the boys' Father?"

"No, it seems that he didn't just use magic to hide his identity."

"So you managed to break the glamour?" Titania was slightly impressed, Oberon was not known for his finesse with delicate magic.

"Yes but it seems that whoever sired Jay also used a human drug, I believe it is called "Rohypnol", to cloud her mind. She was tested for this chemical by a doctor because she could not remember what happened. I cannot undo it's erasure of her memory." He sounded weary, talk of mortal technology always made him unhappy, it reminded him that the fae could no longer live above.

"Did you find out nothing new?"

"He had dark hair and the same blue eyes as his son, anything further was clouded by the drug."

"That doesn't help narrow the field too much." The fae were as varied as mortals in physical characteristics, the only overruling feature was that all the fae were physically attractive.

The married couple sat on their respective thrones in silence for some time before Oberon once again initiated conversation. "Are you going to try and help my son win back the affections of Sarah Williams?" Jareth would not be content till he had obtained the mortals forgiveness and love. Oberon didn't want to watch his son pine for a mortal only to lose her to time.

Titania though carefully about her intentions in the situation, "He needs to grow up first, and Sarah needs to heal." It was her time to sigh deeply, "She loved him so deeply and all he has ever done is try and hurt her."

"Then for both their sakes we must hope that he can change."

Sarah tried to behave normally when her Father arrived that evening but he could see that his daughter was not quite herself, she seemed quieter and more reserved than usual and there were definitely dark circles under her eyes. He saw that what ever the problem was his wife already knew, but with his children in the room he couldn't ask. Toby seemed his usual self, happy to have his sister home and to see his nephew again.

When Sarah took Toby upstairs to help him finish her homework Robert Williams saw his chance to ask Karen what was going on.

"She finally got her heart broken." Was the only response he could get out of her.

He listened at the door a few hours later as Sarah told Toby a bedtime story, he was always amazed at his daughters imagination and the level of detail she could put into her stories. She was so unlike her mother Linda, who could make you believe any part that was scripted and dictated to her but was very shallow and devoid of inspiration for stories when it came to her child. Sarah could make a listener believe, if only for a short while, that her creations were true.

When Toby dropped off halfway through a story she stopped and just watched him for a while why she cradled her own son in her arms. Robert had been surprised when Sarah had announced her intention to adopt. He had blamed himself for his daughters inability to for a stable relationship with a man. The divorce and his remarriage had been hard on Sarah. She was a good mother though, Jay would never want for anything, but he was happy that she still seemed to have a special bond with Toby.

He waited till Sarah had left his sons' room to talk with her. "Sarah can we have a talk."

"Sure Dad." She replied closing the door, an imitation of her usual smile on he face.

"Are you OK, hun, you don't seem yourself?"

"I'm fine Dad, I just had a bit of man trouble and needed to come home for a little while." Sarah used all her acting abilities to try and convince him of that fact.

"Well, just as long as you're fine." He said, accepting her answer with more than a few misgivings.

A week later the circles had finally faded from underneath her eyes and she was behaving more like her normal self. Karen and her father could still see the pain behind her fa ade, even Toby noticed that she wasn't back to normal, he'd mentioned it to Hoggle one day after he'd sneaked into Sarah's bedroom while she was out with Jay.

She hadn't mentioned when she was going to leave again though, mostly because she wasn't sure, Sarah didn't want to think about going back to New York to her empty, lonely apartment. Only since Jareth's reappearance had she realized how lonely it was, just her and Jay, there had never been anyone else. She couldn't help but feel increasingly stupid for ever holding out hopes that Jareth would have filled the void in her life.

Sarah felt safe in her childhood home, she wasn't lonely there, her Dad, Karen and Toby were there. Jay was meant to have helped with the loneliness, and he did but Sarah still longed to have a Man in her heart, in her life, to share the responsibilities of raising a child and, if she was going for broke, sharing her bed.

Hoggle had helped Sir Didymus clean out his house when the bog had finally returned to it's usual level, of course he had complained the entire time about the foul smell. Ludo had gone back to his forest.

The Dwarf was encouraged by Toby's reports that Sarah was getting better and his talks with Sarah had let him see with his own eyes but he could feel that something was still wrong. Jareth was still being moody, more temperamental than he used to be with the goblins, but at least he'd cheered up enough for the rain to stop.

Not entirely unsurprised Hoggle found the Goblin King waiting in a secluded corner of the path through the Labyrinth that led from his own humble cottage to the bog.

"Hello Hedwart." Was Jareth's haughty greeting as he stepped out of the shadows.

"Your Majesty, to what do I owe the pleasure." Hoggle resisted the impulse to correct the King about his name.

"I know you've talked to Sarah."

The dwarf kept silent, he could see there was going to be no playful banter on the part of the Goblin King this time, he had a big instinct for self preservation.

"I'll take your silence to mean that you have spoken to her. Did she seem well?" Jareth tried to sound nonchalant.

"She seemed tired, and in pain, but her and the babe are fine." He answered truthfully.

"Well Hogwart, I expect you to tell me if anything changes next time you talk to her."

Hoggle felt belligerent enough to say, "It's Hoggle and why should I?"

The Goblin King grabbed Hoggle's neck and squeezed slightly. "Because I'm asking nicely and you won't like it if I have to ask any other way." Hoggle could hear the thinly veiled anger through the clipped British accent.

"Right, I'll tell you. Promise," The coward in Hoggle responded and the grip around his throat was released.

"Good." And with that the Goblin king disappeared.

Hoggle breathed a sigh of relief and ran the rest of the way to his home.