I went and took a look at what I had lying about and edited some faults out of the parts I had and I also realizes I had enough to port part 6. Now don't expect regular updates now. This is still slow going as of yet. I think I need to watch the movie three more times to get in the right mood again. I do want to keep going though, so if you're patient enough, I am sure I will pick up where I left off again.

I take a deep breath of fresh air when we leave the Bog and find ourselves in another forest, though this one not so thick and dark as the last one. I turn to sir Didymus and Ambrosius. Kneeling next to them, I give them both a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you both so much for leading me out of there. I can't thank you enough!" I exclaim as sir Didymus looks away shyly. Ambrosius wags his tail happily. "It was only a small effort milady." Didymus mutters, after recovering himself.

"Still…" I start, getting to my feet again, only to sway.

"Milady, are you well?" Didymus wonders worriedly as I grab my head.

Finally, I nod, smiling weakly. "Yes, I got up too fast, that's all." I tell him, not wanting to wine about how tired and hungry I am.

"Hmm." he hums, not looking as if he's actually believing it.

Before he can speak his mind, a loud voice shouts through the woods: "Isabel!" I turn around to find Ludo bouldering through the woods, only coming to a stop when he reaches me and has his large arms around me, crushing me in a tight hug.

"Ludo!" "Brother." myself and Didymus exclaim in unison. Ludo puts me down gently, though subconsciously I lean on him for support. Ludo turns to the small fox knight.

"Brother!" he exclaims happily as Didymus jumps in his arms, making me look at them amused. I never thought to witness a happy reunion.

"Well met sir Ludo. I say, have you met the lady Isabel before?" Didymus questions who nods whole-heartedly.

"Isabel, friend." he hums. "Isabel gone suddenly." he continues, a frown forming on his face.

"Those damn Firies send me to the Bog of Eternal Stench." I explain indignantly, not ready to forgive those red-coated and beaked creatures for a long time to come.

Ludo scrunches up his nose in reply. "Smell bad." he groans as I sigh.

"That my friend, is an understatement."

"I say sir Ludo, since you are accompanying the young lady, I'll gladly follow suit. I am up for a new adventure and would be honored to fight with my brother in arms once more!" Didymus exclaims, full of vigor before turning to me, bowing respectfully. "Please accept my services milady." he offers, making me smile.

"I'll be glad to have you along sir Didymus, the more the merrier." I tell him.

Glad to have the company, we resume our way towards the castle, but it is not long before I start to stumble. Ludo and Didymus turn to me worriedly as I lean heavily on the big furry beast that makes Ludo. My breathing is ragged.

"Milady, you are not well at all. I strongly advice you to rest." Didymus says, as Ambrosius wines in agreement.

"But, I can't. The time… I need to find them." I argue, but am unable to fight when Ludo softly guides me to the ground.

"Isabel, sleep." he orders.

I look at them desperately through tired eyes, knowing they are right, but finding it difficult to listen. "Please…don't let me sleep too long. An hour maybe." I beg of them.

"You can count on us milady. Rest now. We will guard you vigilantly." Didymus assures me, making me smile at him weakly.

Slowly, I lie down on the moss-covered ground, feeling my body give in immediately to the urge to shut down. "Jake…Tyler…" I breathe out their names before sleep overtakes me completely.

….

"There you are again!" a familiar voice exclaims, making me look up to face the Goblin King's amused expression.

I groan in dismay. "Will you not let me sleep peacefully? I'm not up for your banter." I moan, letting myself drop to the ground and lay my head on the cool marble of the fountain. Even in my dream I feel exhausted.

"Is the Labyrinth proving too much for you Izzy dear?" he mocks, leaning in close over my shoulder. I feel his breath tickling my ear. Annoyed, I swat my arm at him like he's a pesky mosquito anxious to bite me.

I startle slightly when he catches my hand and groan when he pulls it, turning me to face him. Why can't he just leave me alone?

"You look horrible." he states dryly, making me glare at him tiredly.

"Why thank you. You look mighty fine yourself." I mutter sarcastically, but of course he takes it seriously.

"Why, I'm glad you noticed." he says, grinning from ear to ear.

Releasing a frustrated sigh, I go to roll over again, but he quickly puts a stop to that by standing up and pulling me with him. The only result being me hanging from his arm in a ridiculous manner, half suspended from the floor, my head lulling backward. I know I'm being childish, but he should just let me sleep.

"Now don't be like that." he scolds lightly. "Up you go." he says before taking me under the arms and setting me down on the rim of the fountain.

"What's the big deal?!" I ask him, getting very fed up with his behavior. He's being very touchy feely.

I startle when he shoves a rather large glass bottle in my hands. It's cool to the touch. "Drink up now." he orders, making me look at the clear liquid in wonder. I sniff the contents suspiciously, but smell nothing.

"You want me to throw it away again?" he threatens, reaching for the bottle, but I draw back.

Finally, I take a sip and feel the fresh water streaming down my parched throat and into my empty stomach. Before I know it, I'm trying to down the contents of the whole bottle with such greed that I nearly choke. I didn't realize one could be so thirsty while dreaming.

Breathing heavily, I look up when a simple sandwich appears before my eyes. I quickly snatch it out of his hand and gobble it up, forgetting any good manners my mother thought me.

After eating about two more and drinking the final drops out of the bottle, I look up at the Goblin King who has not spoken another word, only looked down at me the whole time, in a scrutinizing manner.

"Why are you helping me? I thought the harder a time I am having, the better for you." I ask him, not understanding his motives.

He unfolds his arm and rests them in his sides instead. "Despite popular believe, I am not completely heartless." he explains, making me purse my lips.

"Could have fooled me." I mutter under my breath, making him glare angrily.

"You want another detour to the Bog? Perhaps it will relieve you of the contents of your stomach and teach you to hold your tongue while you're at it." he threatens.

"But wouldn't that just prove the opposite?" I counter calmly, but only appearing so on the outside. I do NOT want to go back there. As he thinks over his options and I see him starting to sway towards the one that is not in my favor, I decide to just hand him this battle.

"Alright." I start, getting to my feet, feeling surprisingly well. "I apologize for offending you." I tell him, making him tilt his head and raise his brow daringly.

"And…" he drawls out, urging me to go on, making me frown in annoyance before giving in.

"And thank you for the food and drink." I continue, though not without effort. It seems to work for his mood though.

"Much better." he says in a self-satisfactory way.

Biting my lip, I look away as an awkward silence ensues. Now what? I fidget nervously, hoping Didymus or Ludo will wake me up soon. Glancing towards the Goblin King, I'm surprised to find him looking at me amused.

"What are you looking at?" I ask him in a defensive manner.

"You obviously." he simply states as I bristle.

"Well cut it out." I growl.

"Why? Am I making you feel uncomfortable?" he questions, looking quite self-satisfactory. I only huff, crossing my arms. I don't want him to know how on point he is, but judging from the look on his face and the chuckle that ensues, he doesn't need my verbal confirmation.

Looking away once more, I start to think on my situation and come to the conclusion that I have some questions that need answering. I suppose I might as well give it a shot.

"How are they?" I ask, making him quirk a sharp brow.

"Who?" he only asks in return, frustrating me.

"The boys! My nephews!" I snap, turning towards him. I can barely hold myself back from stamping my foot to show my frustration, but once I see the look on his face, I clench my fists. He knew whom I was talking about, but he just wants to annoy me on purpose. "You! Stop mocking me!" I yell at him, stepping closer threateningly.

He rolls his eyes, but complies, finally. "Oh fine. They are perfectly well if you must know. Not a scratch on them." he assures me as I narrow my eyes at him suspiciously.

"Do you swear?" I ask him, wanting his word for it, though I have yet to find out how much that's worth.

"I swear Isabel. No harm has come to them and will not come to them." he states, not wholly convincing, but I'll take it.

"How do you even know my name?" I ask him next. It's been bugging me for a while now.

"Why, you introduced yourself of course. Have you already forgotten?" he questions, making me wreck my brain when it suddenly hits me.

"That owl, that was you all along?" He nods in confirmation as a chill goes down my back. "You've been following me around!" I accuse him, making him reel back his head slightly as if he was caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Why, I would never! It was only coincidental. Why would I follow a simple girl like you around? Don't you think I have better things to do?" he counters in a manner a bit too defensive for my taste.

"By the way, that reminds me, I have completely left you hanging." he starts, confusing me as he changes the subject suddenly. "I haven't yet properly introduced myself to you yet. Indeed, how rude of me." he scolds himself while I can only look at him unsurely. 'His mood swings are giving me a whiplash.'

He bows, pretending to be a true gentleman, but I'm not buying it. "Jareth is my true name. Goblin King and ruler of the Underground." he introduces. I blink at hearing his name. It sounds so… I'm not sure what I was expecting. Maybe something more Rumpelstiltskin like? But it's not a bad name, I must admit.