Whelp. I didn't expect the next half of this to take so long, so it's kind of turning into a three-shot. Maybe four. So here's part two! Sorry it took as long as it did. I just honestly didn't expect that people would want the next parts of this fic, lol.

Sarah now stood in the palace of the Goblin King. The previous night, she had agreed to help Jareth come up with a plan to get Egeria's hear back from the evil Elvenking Aelfric. Jareth stood beside her and led her through the filthy, stone walls of the castle. She had no idea how Egeria would ever deal with such a messy palace. Maybe it was cleaner when she was there. Maybe she liked it messy as well. Sarah so desperately wanted to know the Egeria that Jareth had described to her. She wanted to know the Egeria that was full of fire and light… not the Egeria that appeared before her and seemed to be made of stone and ice.

"The others are waiting in the throne room," Jareth said, his voice almost stoic, yet full of a renewed fire. He turned to her, his mismatched eyes almost boring into her head. "Thank you, Sarah. You've no idea what this means to me."

"She needs to be saved," Sarah said. "Everyone deserves happiness. Even you." Jareth let out a soft smile and pushed open the doors to the throne room. "Out of curiosity, where are you hiding Meredith's body?"

"I can't risk telling you that," Jareth said. "Aelfric has eyes and ears everywhere. He often knows my plans before I can ever enact them. The only reason I feel confident in making a plan now is because he more than likely thinks I've given up. I haven't made an attempt to storm his castle for nearly ten years now."

"Ten years?"

"Ten years," Jareth confirmed. The two entered the throne room and Sarah immediately saw Hoggle pacing the room. Ludo stood calmly in the corner while Sir Didymus stood in front of Ambrosius, telling him to not be afraid of what they will face. Jareth made his way to the throne and sat down, one leg hanging lazily over the armrest. He held up one of his crystal balls and murmured unintelligible words into it. He tossed it into the air, where exploded and coating the room in a glittery, magical dust.

"That should keep him from hearing us," Jareth said. "He likes to spy on me through scrying. Hopefully this spell will block his sight, should he try to turn his gaze upon me. Now, I need you all to understand that storming Aelfric's castle will not be as easily as it was for you to storm mine. My defenses are strong, but Aelfric's are stronger."

"How strong?" Sarah asked.

"The grounds are protected by very ancient magics. Magics that can block the power of the Fae," Jareth explained. "Which is why you'll come in handy, Sarah. You're human. The magics won't affect you as they will me. However, I'm still not entirely sure how it will affect Ludo and his powers."

"You mean you don't know if he'll be able to summon the rocks," Sarah said. Jareth nodded and looked at the large orange beast.

"Regardless of whether the protection spells will block your rock-calling, your size and brute strength will also be an asset," Jareth said.

Ludo nodded and said, "Ludo strong."

"Do we have a map?" Sarah asked. Jareth nodded and motioned to a large map that hung on a wall. It looked very old and weathered. There were some stains on ink on it, along with multiple "x's" on various rooms. Obviously these were places that he looked at and didn't find Egeria in. There was one large stain in the middle of the map that was a dark, red color. Almost like the color of wine. Sarah's eyes narrowed at the stain and she turned to Jareth.

"It was a few months after she had her heart stolen," he said, nodding at the stain. "I was drunk and threw a bottle of wine at the map. I drank a lot after I lost her. Both times." He shook his head and stood up, making his way to the map. "Everywhere that's marked with an 'X' is where I searched for her heart and didn't find it." He pointed at the map, which showed detailed diagrams of at least four floors, plus a rooftop. "The only place I haven't explored is the cellars. I wanted to make sure that the other three floors were searched thoroughly. It may even be a good idea to check over those floors with fresh sets of eyes. He could have a hidden room that I don't know about that he keeps it in."

"There's four floors and five of us," Sarah said. "Six, if you count Ambrosius."

"You had better count Ambrosius!" Didymus shouted.

"If you're suggesting we split up, you might as well stop talking," Jareth said. "If we're to have any chance of finding her heart, it would be better to stay together. As I've said before, Aelfric has strong magic; especially in the art of scrying. He'll know exactly where all of us are and stop us one by one."

"What if you and Sir Didymus lead the goblin army to the castle under the guise of an attack?" Sarah suggested. "Ludo, Hoggle, and I can sneak in and start searching for her heart."

"I need to be there to get her heart," Jareth said. "It will most certainly be protected by magic. Not to mention it's almost a death sentence for you all to go in there without my protection."

"But he won't suspect us if you're leading your goblins in the attack," Sarah said. "Couldn't you stay with the goblins and then teleport to us when we find her heart?"

"Don't you think I would have already teleported myself into his palace if I could?" Jareth asked, one eyebrow arched. Sarah shut her mouth and looked down. Of course he would have tried that. It was silly of her for even trying to suggest that.

"Then what about a spell to disguise someone as you?" Sarah asked.

"That... could actually work," Jareth said. "Hogwart here is our best option. Ludo can barely say an intelligible sentence and Didymus probably isn't capable of acting like me." Sarah wanted to argue with him and tell him to be nicer to her friends, but Jareth did have a fair point. Of all of them, Hoggle was capable of impersonating the Goblin King the best. "Sarah and I could slip into the castle. Hoggle will lead the goblin army disguised as me. Ludo, Didymus and his dog, Sarah, and I will enter the castle and find Egeria's heart. We'll start with the cellars. I know of a passageway that can get us in quietly. I have an agent inside the castle. Aelfric would never dream of his denizens betraying him. He thinks that they all worship him like a god. I can't even match his ego."

"He must really be full of himself then," Sarah said. Jareth arched an eyebrow in a 'really?' kind of stare. "You're the one that admitted to having a large ego."

"I suppose I did," Jareth said. He rolled his eyes and took a breath. "We storm tomorrow. Hoggle and I can come up with strategies for the army. I need him to think like I do, after all." Sarah nodded and looked at the map on the wall. There were so many places to search. Aelfric wouldn't make it easy for Egeria's heart to be found. Then again, Sarah beat the Labyrinth that was supposedly almost impossible to defeat. She had faith that she and her friends would be able to recover Egeria' heart for Jareth.

"Shouldn't be hard," Hoggle said as Sarah, Ludo, and Didymus left the room. "All I need to do is act like I have a giant ego."

"I may appreciate your assistance, but don't forget that I could still throw you into the Bog of Eternal Stench," Jareth muttered as the door to the throne room shut with a resounding thud. Sarah rolled her eyes as she walked through the corridors, trying not to trip on the messes left behind by the goblins that inhabited the palace.

Morning came and Jareth was confident in their plan.

He could hardly even touch his breakfast from the mix of anticipation and anxiety that filled his very being. The small band of heroes that defeated his Labyrinth seemed to have no trouble eating, though. Sarah had a bright smile on her face as she talked about various things with Hoggle, Ludo, and Didymus. Her confidence almost eased his nerves. Yet in the corner of his mind he knew that there was every possibility that they could fail. They could all possibly be killed in this endeavor. Jareth knew he would merely be reborn on Earth, but the others didn't have that luxury. If they were to fall in this battle, they had no way of returning to life. They would be dead. Dead-dead.

One of the goblin generals ran up to Jareth, its oversized helmet sliding around his head. "We're ready, your Majesty," it said. Jareth nodded and looked up at Sarah. She nodded back, her expression suddenly very serious. It seemed that he wasn't the only one that knew of just how dangerous this venture was going to be.

"Assemble the army at the gate," Jareth said. "I will be out momentarily." The goblin nodded and staggered out of the room, slamming the door behind it. Jareth turned to Hoggle and rose to his feet. "We need to perform that spell. If we have any hope of tricking Aelfric, the goblins need to believe that you're me."

"Right," Hoggle said. Jareth twisted his hand and watched as a crystal materialized into his palm.

"One more thing," Jareth said as he focused his magic into the crystal. "Don't be a bloody coward and run away. The moment you flee, Aelfric will turn his attentions back to the castle. We can't afford for that to happen." He muttered a spell in the fae language and crushed the crystal in his palm. He threw the dust at Hoggle, who started coughing. The spell began to work slowly. Hoggle grew taller and leaner, his lumpy face smoothing out and his eyes shrinking to the proper proportions. Even Hoggle's clothes morphed into what Jareth was currently wearing. The glittery dust faded away and Jareth was left staring at an exact copy of himself. "This is actually somewhat frightening to see. Does my hair really look like that?"

"Hey, I don't fancy this any more than you do," Hoggle grumbled, his voice sounded exactly like Jareth's.

"Ugh," Jareth scoffed. "Do I really sound like that? Nevermind. Hoggle, get going. The goblin army is awaiting. Remember the strategies. More importantly, remember to act like me." Hoggle-Jareth nodded and swiftly left the room, strutting almost comically. "I do not walk like that."

"Yes you do!" Hoggle-Jareth shouted as he slammed the doors behind him dramatically. Jareth rolled his eyes and shook his head. He wasn't nearly that dramatic... was he?

"It should only take them about an hour to get to Aelfric's territory," Jareth said. "I set up a portal to the border a long, long time ago. Aelfric would expect me to use magic to speed things along. He'll prepare his armies the moment he sees false-me step out of that portal. More importantly, he'll try to reinforce the magics protecting Egeria's heart. If we smuggle ourselves into his lands soon enough I should be able to sense that surge of magic. That will narrow down our search. I can teleport us near the border and hopefully conceal our presence with a cloaking spell. My contact said she'd meet us in the castle gardens."

"Alright," Sarah said. "Who is this agent anyway?"

"A friend I trust dearly," Jareth said.

"You have friends?" Sarah asked with a faint snort. Jareth rolled his eyes and scoffed. At least he knew that Sarah still didn't exactly like or trust him. Not that he really cared. All he needed was her help to get Egeria's heart. Then they could just hate each other as much as they wanted.

"She was practically like a sister to me when I lost Egeria," he said. "You never know, Sarah. You might actually like her." Suddenly a glittering pink rose petal flew into the room. Jareth felt his breathing stop for a moment as the rose petal swirled around. When he felt the energy of the magic surrounding the petal, he immediately knew who the message came from. "Speak of the devil." He grabbed a bowl and filled it with the water from his goblet. The rose petal settled onto the water and faded away, leaving behind the image of an elven woman with black hair and silver eyes.

"Jareth, it's Daerwen," the image said. "Change of plan. Don't worry, it's a good change. I think I may have found where my brother is keeping Egeria's heart. I caught him sneaking out of a portrait on the third floor. The magic around it isn't that noticeable from the surface, but once I touched it... it's strong. The only reason I could touch it without being killed on the spot was because of our shared bloodline. We'll still meet in the gardens, but I'll take your party to the third floor portrait and break the barriers for you. I've already gotten rid of a few of the weaker layers, but I need your magic for the stronger ones. Fae magic has always been stronger than elven magic. I'll see you soon. Don't be spotted."

Daerwen's image faded away and the bowl of water was still. Jareth breathed out a sigh of relief and fell against his chair. He couldn't help but start to smile and laugh some. After all these years, they finally found where he was keeping her heart. And it was on the day of an attack too. How much luckier could he have gotten. Sarah was smiling as well.

"So your contact is Aelfric's sister?" she asked. Jareth nodded.

"If anyone hates him more than I do, it's her," he said. "She's never forgiven him for stealing a person's heart. You have to understand, that's an absolute taboo in our world. But to Daerwen, it's an absolute sin. She gains her strength through love and passion, so for her own brother to interfere with love in this capacity..." Sarah nodded and took a breath.

"Should we go?" she asked.

"Yes," Jareth said. "Hoggle and the goblins should have gotten through that portal by now. Aelfric's attentions will be on them. He's probably gathering his forces as we speak."

"Ludo ready," the rock-calling monster said, nodding his head clumsily up and down.

"Let us not waste another minute to retrieve your fair maiden's heart," Sir Didymus said. His dog, Ambrosius seemed to bark in agreement. Jareth motioned for everyone to come to him.

"All of you take a hold of me," Jareth said. "I can transport all of you with me, but only if I have contact." He drew a crystal from thin air, feeling his magic surge into it. He was about to mutter a transportation spell, but suddenly realized that he had yet to disguise himself. "Wait. Hold on." He muttered a different spell and moved his hand over his face. A glamour should be enough Iif Aelfric's attentions were on the goblin army. He felt a rush of magic over his face. He saw Sarah's eyes go wide with shock.

"You look like an elf!" she exclaimed.

"That was the general idea," he said. He focused his attentions back to the crystal in his hand and muttered the transportation spell. He threw the crystal to the ground, where it shattered into a glittery mist. The room around Jareth faded away and he found his surroundings growing brighter and greener. When everything stopped spinning, Jareth found himself standing in a lush green field near the border of the elven kingdom. He was the only one in the ground that didn't look nauseated from the teleportation.

"How do you do that without getting sick?" Sarah asked, looking almost green.

"Ludo dizzy," the furry giant moaned.

"I must say I do feel somewhat queasy," Sir Didymus added.

"Millenia of practice," Jareth said, rolling his eyes. "Come on, we need to get moving." Jareth immediately started walking in the direction of the elven kingdom. All he needed to do was keep going straight east and listen for signs of battle. As long as Hoggle stuck to the plan, they should be good. For the next hour they walked through the lush green meadows, careful to avoid the sight of any elves that may be near (not that there was anywhere to hide, really. They were on a bloody field, after all). Sarah and the others tried to keep up with Jareth's rather fast pace. Perhaps they were still queasy from the teleportation magic.

When they had finally gotten to the border, Jareth stopped. He took a breath and drew a crystal from nowhere. He muttered a cloaking spell and threw the crystal into the air. The glittering dust coated the party. Sarah coughed from apparently inhaling some of the magic. "What was that?"

"Cloaking spell," Jareth said. "Extra precaution for getting across the border. I've learned how to get in pretty easily. At least, I did after numerous attempts. I figured out my stealth rhythm after my forty-second try. Come on, I can hear the goblins. It actually doesn't sound like we're losing yet."

"Yet?" Sarah asked.

"You've fought them," Jareth said with a snort. "It's not exactly hard to defeat a goblin. Why do you think Egeria and I invested so much magic into the Labyrinth?" Sarah opened her mouth, as if she were going to retort, but ultimately shrugged in agreement. Almost immediately after they crossed the border, they could see the outline of the Elvenking's castle. Jareth felt his pace pick up and his spirit rejuvenate with the idea of possibly succeeding in recovering Egeria's heart this time. "The gardens shouldn't be too far now. Daerwen will be waiting. I don't doubt she has her maids watching that portrait and Aelfric."

"Are there many that want to see Aelfric gone?" Sarah asked. Jareth nodded.

"Many elves would rather see Daerwen on the throne, even if they would never admit," Jareth said. "Bad things have happened to elves that go against him." Jareth rushed across the grassy meadow that lead to the palace gardens. Up ahead, he could see the black hair and slender build of Daerwen. Next to her were two guards, no doubt assigned to her by Aelfric. The closer to the palace he got, the more suffocating the elven magic surrounding it felt. When they reached the gardens, it almost felt like Jareth was attempting to walk through molasses. Fae magic may have been stronger than elven magic, but elven magic was extremely good at nullifying fae magic. Jareth focused the energy of the cloaking spell to cover Ludo better. Of the entire party, Ludo was the most conspicuous.

"You've gotten better at cloaking," Daerwen said as the party approached. "Though I can't pretend that I'm not annoyed with you. You never mentioned you were bringing a giant orange beast, a fox, a sheepdog, and a human."

"I'm fairly certain I mentioned the human," Jareth said, looking warily at the two elven guards.

"Relax, Vander and Filarion can be trusted," Daerwen said. "We have at least five other guards on our side, thanks to Ayduin."

"Ayduin?" Jareth asked with a furrowed brow. "I thought he was still Aelfric's lapdog?"

"Soulmate bonds can change a person, as well as the promise of power," Daerwen said with a smirk. Jareth widened his eyes. Of all the matches to actually happen, he never expected the tender-hearted Daerwen to end up with the cold and ruthless Ayduin. "Who are your companions?"

"The large orange one is Ludo," Jareth said. "Rockcaller. Will that even work here?"

"Yes," Daerwen said. "His gift is of the earth. I doubt elven magic will stop it. Actually, his gift may even be stronger."

"Interesting," Jareth said. He didn't expect that, but it wasn't an unpleasant surprise. "The fox is Sir Didymus and that's his dog Ambrosius. The human is Sarah. She was the latest runner for the Labyrinth."

"If she's here, she must have succeeded," Daerwen said. She looked up and smiled at Sarah. "It takes skill to beat the Labyrinth. You have my congratulations."

"Thank you," Sarah said with smile. "How are we all going to get inside?"

"I'll mix my magic with Jareth's cloak," Daerwen said. "Though the two of us could probably glamour you to look like one of my maids. Jareth could easily be glamoured into a guard. Aelfric left for the field immediately after the 'false you' and your goblins were sighted. I convinced him that I was safe in the hands of Vander and Filarion."

"Alright..." Sarah said with a nod. "Let's do this."