Sarah was dumb struck. Her mouth was open but no sound would emanate. Jareth chuckled,"My dear girl, you look like a suprised fish."
Sarah promptly snapped her mouth shut, being not sure if the comment was an observation or an insult.
"H-how are you here?"
"Pardon? Why wouldn't I be here?" he chuckled.
"I didn't...", Sarah said shaking her head.
"What, my pretty little thing? Run from me?"
"No, I mean..." just then realization seeped into her mind, "Am I dreaming?"
A Cheshire Cat grin spread across Jareth's face. He did indeed look like a cat getting ready to pounce on the canary.
"Aye, my little pigeon, indeed you are..."
The young woman began to search her mind and recalling her last conscience thought was how the island on the movie reminded her of the dark forest.
"Damn!" She muttered to herself, focusing on an unseen object. "I must have dozed off..." Her self distraction was all Jareth needed in order to close the distance between them. Before she knew it, he snaked his arms around her. "What? What are you doing?"
"Don't you see? You keep dreaming of the Labyrinth."
"N-no!"
"Yes Sarah! This is not my doing. You long for it as you also must long for me. I do not go where I am not invited, you have summoned me here."
Sarah's heart pulsed in nervousness. Never had she ever been in such an intimate contact with a male. Her body began to tingle where it connected to his. She began to feel his heart beat as well. Is he nervous too? She began to wonder. At first the pulsing of their hearts were fast and felt as if they were going to leap out of each other's chest.
Jareth bent his head down and pressed his lips to hers. At first Sarah was a little stunned at the contact, but began to revel of the feel of his mouth. It was strangely soothing and exciting at the same time. This blissful sensation was intoxicating her. He gently nudged her lips with his own and she began to respond in the same manner. The measure of the kiss deepened and soon they were of aware of only each other.
Jareth broke the kiss first. Their breathing was labored despite the fact that they were only kissing, he didn't want it to push her too far. She was still young and an innocent. Sarah nestled under his chin, as he rested atop of her head, stroking her hair. Sarah could hear his pulse in his throat and realized that it matched hers. Their hearts were beating in sync.
The girl's green eyes widened and then searched the face of the Fae man in her arms. The Goblin King embraced her stronger and spoke in her ear.
"Oh my Precious Sarah, don't you see? We were meant to be! Our hearts beat as one!"
"No!" She began to push against his chest.
"Please Sarah, don't run away again!"
"But this isn't real. It's just a dream!", she shook her head. Jareth gently took her head in his hands and looked her in the eyes. Overwhelmed and confused eyes looked back at him.
"You can make it real. We can be real! You just have to say your right words..."
Gently and sweetly he kissed her mouth again.
Sarah didn't know what to do. She was torn. One side of her wanted to believe that he was really there and to throw caution to the wind and runaway with him. Yet there was the other side that told her this was a dream that she should resume her mundane life, graduate high school, go to college, and build a career. Maybe a family of her own someday.
Tears welled up in her eyes, "I'm sorry...I'm not sure what to do...I need time to think..."
Jareth hugged her again and there they were in silence. Sarah closed her eyes listening to their unified heartbeat. When she opened them again she was alone and snuggled in a blanket on the living room couch.