Hi you guys! I just thought this up and wanted to see what kind of reaction it'd get. Review and let me know!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Labyrinth, or Jareth, or any other characters, including Akashaand Wyatt. Those two are my friend's characters and I'm simply borrowing them. Alara, however, is all mine, as she is me. Or, I am her. Or...well, you get the idea.

Alara flipped a strand of dark brown hair out of her eyes and surveyed the familiar landscape she hadn't seen in far too long. The green walls of the Labyrinth beckoned her as they had done during her childhood, and she gently clucked her tounge at her horse. The magnificent white stallion shook his head and raced down the long hill towards the Labyrinth walls. At the gates, she reigned in Ieondos and whistled loudly. A small, stump figure came into view round the wall. "I'm comin', I'm comin'." He said grumpily.

Alara leaned lazily forward in her saddle. "Now, now, Hoggle, what kind of a greeting is that?" The dwarf jumped at the voice. "M'lady!" He raced to Ieondos's side and held the reins as Alara dismounted. She placed a hand on her stallion's neck and patted him affectionately. "So, Hoggle, what has been happening recently?" Hoggle began to shuffle his feet and looked down at the ground. Alara knew he was hiding something from her. "Hoggle? What aren't you telling me?" she asked in a voice that reminded the dwarf strongly of his king.

Hoggle cleared his throat. "Um, beggin' your pardon, m'lady, but I'm not the one to be tellin' such tales. That would be Jareth's place, not mine's." Alara pursed her lips. "Hmmm…." Turning, she mounted Ieondos and said, "Thank you Hoggle. I expect that I'll be seeing you again soon." Hoggle bowed as the gates creaked open and the Fae raced inside. He straightened and looked after her. "Oh, m'lady. I wonder how much you don't know."

Alara turned right as soon as she entered the gate, then headed straight, then left at the third entrance. She knew this Labyrinth like the back of her hand, unless Jareth had gone and changed it all. Again. She frowned when she came to a dead end. Yep, of course he did. Sighing, she summoned a crystal in the palm of her hand. She gently blew on the crystal, which turned light as a bubble and floated away. Alara turned Ieondos and followed the bubble at a brisk pace, the Fae horse prancing on his home turf.

In about twenty minutes, Alara had reached the gates to the Goblin City and whistled again. A small goblin peeked over the rim of the wall, squeaked excitedly, then creaked open the gate. Ieondos reared and shot through the City like a streak of lightning, Alara laughing and clinging to the reins, giving the stallion his head. He cantered to a halt at the steps to the castle.

Alara dismounted and patted her friend's neck, then ran up the castle staps, her white gown flowing eathrealy(sp?) around her. Hearing the chatter from the throne room, she peeked in and saw Jareth sitting on a throne with a small child on his lap, surrounded with goblins roiling about everywhere. Jareth laughed at something and looked at a clock floating magically beside him. He said to the child, " In ten hours and forty-two minutes, you'll become one of us." He laughed, and the goblins around him echoed their king, though some of them were too drunk to know what they were laughing at.

Alara sighed, then crossed her arms and leaned in the doorway, the daylight from the window glistening off of the golden circlet on her forehead. "You never change, do you, cousin?" The room went deathly silent, then chaos erupted. Within five minutes there wasn't a single goblin left in the room. Jareth smiled, placed the child on the throne, and walked up to her. He put his arms round her in a very rare display of affection, and said, "Alara! To what do I owe this honor that my beautiful cousin should visit?" Alara gazed past him to the child on the throne, then quirked an elegant brow at him.

Jareth took her hand and led her over to the baby. "My lady, this is Wyatt. His older sister is in the Labyrinth at this moment trying to get here to win him back." Alara picked up the boy; he looked at her with bright, dark eyes. "This child isn't human." She said at last. Jareth smirked. "No. His parents are king and queen of the underworld. His sister, Akasha, is their heir." Alara's amber eyes widened. "But Jareth! If they were to find out, this could cause some serious trouble between the Realms." Jareth laughed. "Fear not. I have it all taken care of." Alara narrowed her eyes at him. "Indulge me, cousin." Jareth said, "I have contacted her parents. They are upset, but they want their daughter to learn a lesson. And the child is safe here."

Alara grinned at the Goblin King. "I do believe I'd like to meet this Akasha. I shan't be long." Jareth frowned. "Alara, do not interfere." The Fae did not reply, but simply smiled rather wickedly and disappeared in a twinkle of blue and white lights.

Now, let me know what you all think about this soon! Bye for now, and hope to see you soon!