Darklady: Dear Gods above I finally got it DONE!!! Sorry it took so long guys, I feel guilty, but I had to make sure that it was worth the wait. You understand?

Ly: Not really, but considering how long it is I'm sure they don't really care.

Darklady: Lol Probably right. Well Guys Enjoy!!

Chapter 19

Rin's Answers and a King's Tale

Robert knew that his mouth was hanging open, but at the moment he didn't give a damn. The woman that had appeared in the room was anything but human. He wasn't sure he would ever be able to accurately describe the way her hair shimmered in the weak lighting, the impossible color of her eyes, the very air around her sang of mystery and magic. He frowned as he realized he was really starting to believe all the magic…stuff.

His mouth finally closed and Robert couldn't help but notice that the other two men were bowing to the woman. There was a reverence about them that had an unease slinking through his system. What was he to do? Bow, kneel, stand and look the fool?

As though hearing his thoughts, the woman smiled warmly towards him while gesturing to the two bowing men, "Rise young Kings and worry not Robert, you are fine the way you are." The woman said, her voice soft and sweetly Irish tinted. A part of Robert's mind wondered if all beings from the Underground had such glorious accents?

Both Kings stood, surprise echoed on each of their faces. Robert frowned as he watched them; it was as though her appearance wasn't any less of a surprise to them as it was to him. For whatever reason, he was sure he wasn't appreciating the moment as he should. From the looks on their faces, it was as though he were witnessing something epic. The woman was exquisite, even by Fae standards, her body drawing the eyes of men; as much as her own eyes told them to never touch.

"Labyrinth?" Eireach asked quizzically, his expression intrigued. Robert wasn't sure what a board game had to do with their situation, but the woman smiled at the three of them as warmly as before turning to Eireach.

"You asked a question my young Goblin King and to get a proper answer and understanding of the answer I must explain a few things." Both Kings looked to the other, as though hoping that the other would have the answer printed on their forehead. Three chairs appeared beside the woman before any of them could say a word and with a gentle gesture of her hand, they each took a seat.

"Alright Labyrinth, tell your tale." Jareth said, lounging in his chair once again. Robert watched as he situated himself, wondering if he knew no other way to sit. His legs were draped over one leg of the chair, his left hand pressed against his lips in concentration. In his right a riding crop appeared and began to tap against his booted foot, as though following the beat of his own music.

"All good things to those who wait." Came Labyrinth's reply, pulling Robert away from his thoughts. Her voice was slightly stern as she gazed at Jareth; Robert noted its affect and moved on. "My tale begins long before the Houses of Fionan and Athos combined. Long before either of our current kings were twinkles in their mother's eye. Long ago there was a woman born of great power, strong in both her heart and her mind, her power like nothing our worlds had ever seen." Labyrinth paused and Robert noticed that it seemed to be for Eireach's benefit.

"You don't have a clue what she's talking about do you?" Jareth asked with a crooked smirk and shaded eyes when he noticed Eireach's rare look of confusion. It seemed that Jareth was both amused and bothered by Eireach's ignorance.

"One can't know everything." Eireach answered indifferently, though Robert could tell the man was somewhat shaken.

"I suppose…there's only one problem with your argument my friend…it's never bloody happened before." Jareth quipped irritably, his attention going back to the ethereal woman before them.

"I speak of my Queen, of my first and only ruler." Eireach stopped her there, apparently having something to say.

"I thought you told me that my wife was your ruler as well?" Eireach frowned as Robert patted him on the shoulder. Without knowing the man long, Robert could see that he was not used to be baffled.

"Give her a second to speak, she's trying to explain." Robert said, knowing somehow that once Labyrinth finished her tale, it would make sense…at least to the Fae in the room. Labyrinth nodded to him in thanks and smiled sympathetically to Eireach.

"My ruler must be dark and light, careful and impulsive, kind and cruel, intellectual and emotional. She must be both for I am both; you cannot have goodness without evil. For many years my Queen ruled me with great power and care. When my Queen was murdered her soul tore in half to hide from those who would destroy it. One half was logical and controlled the other emotional and impulsive. Both sides should never be trifled with, as they both hold great strength in mind, heart and magic."

She paused looking to the Kings her eyes alight with something that Robert couldn't place. "It was prophesized long before either of your births that her soul would be reborn into her decedents. Two women of mortal birth, sharing a tortured past, who both held the knowledge of the old world and what it means to be truly magical." She paused. "Sarah and the young queen have belonged to me since the moment of their conception, just as I have belonged to them." Eireach sucked in a quiet breath, his eyes going wide as he remembered something.

"Sisters by soul and heart, the two shall join with Kings of great power. Together sharing a Kingdom greater than even the High King could ever dream of." Eireach paused, looking to Labyrinth with a mixture of awe and excitement. "Jareth, the prophecy…it really was always true." His excitement was short lived though as his pale features sobered and darkened, his voice falling grave. "You know the High King isn't going to be pleased about this." Eireach looked to Jareth and glared.

"Ya think?" Jareth growled out.

"Excuse me," Robert said, ignoring the twin glares that Jareth and Eireach were sharing.

"Could we pretend that I have no idea what the hell all of you are talking about?"

Jareth looked at Robert; truth was he had forgotten that the human didn't know what they were talking about. He'd seemed to be following everything quite well; then again perhaps he was just keeping his mouth shut and leaving his questions until the end.

Looking at the man now, Jareth was sure it was the latter.

Jareth pondered how he was supposed to explain without confusing the poor man more than he already was, "In order for you to completely understand Robert you'd need a long and detailed history lesson." Jareth smirked as he saw Eireach sit a bit straighter in his seat. "And as excited as Eireach may get over the idea, we simply do not have the time." Jareth grinned at Eireach's glare before turning back to his Chosen's father. "For right now, just understand that Sarah is very special, much more special and precious then any of us thought before now."

"Oh, well, that's obvious." Robert said, still looking a bit confused.

"I think you should ask all the questions you've got floating around in your head Robert. You may never have Jareth so willing to answer them again." Eireach said, knowing how Jareth loved to play games with people.

"Does Sarah have magic?" The mortal asked, something that edged towards fear in the undertone of his voice, a fear that disappeared at Eireach's hearty laugh.

"From what I've heard from the goblins, she packs quite a punch."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Robert asked, looking directly at Jareth.

"It means that she has enough magic to have thrown me into walls at least twice." Jareth answered, narrowing his eyes at Eireach who was laughing far too hard to have just heard about the wall incidents. They'd have to talk later.

"Why did she throw you into walls?" Robert asked, suddenly defensive.

"Not for the reason you're thinking. I've never forced myself on a woman and I would gladly kill anyone who tried to." Robert relaxed visibly. "She had a bit of a panic attack and I got a little too close." Jareth answered plainly, it was the truth.

"You should know that you never sneak up on your Chosen." Eireach said, tsking his friend and shuddering as though remembering his own experience.

"Chosen?" Robert asked, once again confused. Jareth shook his head mentally, why had he thought this would be a good idea?

"Merely what we call the woman we intend to spend the rest of our lives with." Eireach said off handedly, frowning at the face Robert made.

"What?" For a moment Jareth wasn't sure if the man was angry, shocked, or a combination of the two. "Who the hell do you think you are?" Robert roared. Angry, Jareth thought, definitely angry.

"Haven't we gone over this before?" Jareth asked, suddenly anxious to be back with Sarah.

"She's just turned 17! How can you expect her to marry you? She hasn't even had a boyfriend before now!" Robert growled, his voice quickly turning from angry to panicked. Looking to Eireach, Jareth let his confusion show in his eyes. Without a word Eireach urged Jareth to speak to the man, calm his fears.

"Robert calm yourself, if anything happened to you while you were here Sarah would never forgive me. And personally I enjoy your company when you're not being unreasonable." He watched carefully as the man did as he requested/commanded. The man took slow deep breaths, and regained control of himself. "Now, understand this. I care for Sarah very deeply, and I would never force her to do anything that she herself was not ready for." Jareth couldn't help but notice how much he had to repeat himself while around humans. "As for my marriage to Sarah, that will happen when she decides she is ready. At the moment however we are merely learning each other."

Though that seemed to relax him, Jareth and Eireach spent the better part of an hour explaining various terms and intentions to him. While Eireach explained the differences between a joining ceremony and a wedding, Jareth lost himself to his thoughts. To thoughts of what could be, what might have been.

The thoughts of a family filled his head, thoughts that he hadn't dared to think about the last time he'd thought of marriage. The woman had been cold and distant, the only passion, in the bedroom where she craved and created erotic pleasure, but little else. With Sarah though it would be different.

He could already see her standing in his garden, a brilliant smile gracing her face in the midmorning sun. He could see their children, daughters, sons; he didn't care so long as they were theirs. As long as when he kissed them goodnight Sarah would be standing beside him wishing them sweet dreams.

He could imagine their life together, passionate and lively. Her temper would get the better of her whenever he decided to stoke that fire insider her. He could already hear her stern voice growling his name. He smiled, somehow finding the sound comforting. "Jareth, what are you doing?" Eireach asked, a curious smile appearing on the pale Fae's face.

"What do you mean?" Jareth asked, his confusion evident in his tone.

"I'm merely wondering if you are going to answer the angry call of your Chosen, or if you are waiting to see if she will break all the rules and come here to fetch you." Jareth growled, realizing that it hadn't been merely in his head that Sarah had been angered with him.

Quickly forming a crystal Jareth gazed into it, finding an enraged looking female staring back at him. Again he made a note to ask how she was always aware of his presence, as she turned to 'look him in the eye'. But there Sarah stood, James at her right, an expression of pity could be seen on the boy face, even with it being turned partly away from Jareth's view.

"Yes love?" Jareth asked, his tone light.

"Don't you dare 'yes love' me! You've been gone for nearly 2 hours, where in the 7 layers of hell are you?" Sarah growled, her hazel eyes dancing with green flames. Jareth smirked, unable to resist.

"Sarah, do calm down…" She interrupted him.

"I don't want to hear it Jareth. Not one word about me needing to relax, not one bloody word. I want you and my father back here in 2 minutes or I'm coming to get you and I promise that it won't be a wall that I throw you into this time." With that threat given, the crystal popped like a bubble that had suddenly realized it was being held.

Jareth looked at where the crystal had been, not only had she just threatened him, she destroyed his own crystal. The girl had threatened him in his own kingdom and then dissipated his magic. Holy shite! Looking up, Jareth caught both men looking him, silent laughter shaking them both.

"Oh shut up the both of you."

Sarah couldn't listen to the conversation buzzing around her. Her mother and the Wagner's were speaking about things she couldn't even begin to comprehend. She glanced up at the clock in the hall, he had one minute. She'd been dodging questions about her father and Jareth for the last half hour.

"Don't you think Sarah?" Her head snapped back to gaze at her mother. She hadn't been listening, wasn't her lack of interest apparent enough?

"I'm sorry, what was the question?" She asked, glancing at the clock in the hall again.

"Sarah sweetie, you really need to relax. Your father is just upstairs with Jareth, we'll hear if they try to kill each other." Peter said, his tone playful. Sarah paled. They had no idea how wrong they were.

"Dad stop teasing her, she's already nervous enough." James said, noticing Sarah's constant glancing at the clock.

"I'm sure you would have heard us if we had decided to kill each other." Robert Williams said, his tone pleasant though Sarah could see he was a bit more pale than usual. "I don't think Jareth would have gone down without a fight." The blonde behind him smiled.

"Ah there you are Robert, for a moment I thought you two had slipped away." Linda said, her voice pleasant as she stood. "You'll excuse us. I need to talk with Robert alone for a moment."

Sarah watched as her parents left the room, her mother's eyes belittling her calm façade. She stared after them, wondering what they could possibly be speaking about. The time that they had spent not talking, not seeing, or caring about each other? Her relationship with Jareth? His age was a problem, she knew, neither of her parents seemed pleased with it. Though they had no right to be against it, she thought miserably. Her father had been 7 years older than her mother when they had gotten married. Linda had even been about her age when she'd met her father.

Sighing, Sarah turned back to the people left in the room. The Wagner's had left soon after her parents had gone to talk, James promising to see her bright and early as he hugged her and wished her a goodnight. Gabby had stayed and while waiting for Linda to finish talking with Robert, agreed to help clean up the mess the party had made.

"Do you ever notice that people throw a party and then leave before it's time to clean up the mess?" Sarah laughed at her new friend's deduction.

"Actually I had noticed that, sucks right?"

"Oh definitely," Gabby said tossing yet another piece of half eaten cake into a large black garbage bag. "Did anyone actually eat their cake?"

"I think quite a few of them lost their appetite with Karen's little stunt," Jareth said, helping the women to clean by picking up used cups and napkins.

"I didn't," Sarah said, forcing the thoughts from her head. "I'd like to finish cleaning up in here and then go have a slice of my cake." Gabby laughed beside her.

"Sounds like a plan." The older woman said, wrapping a friendly arm around Sarah's shoulders.

"You're joking? You haven't seen enough of this sticky, gooey, mess yet? You need to eat some?" Jareth asked trying to clean off some that he'd found on his boot. Both women laughed at him.

"Chocolate and cherries and you think that we aren't going to have any?" Gabby teased, winking at Sarah.

"I will never understand the workings of a woman's mind." Sarah laughed.

"Greater men than you have tried sweetheart." Sarah said, walking into the kitchen to tie up her now full bag of garbage and get a new one.

She hadn't been in the kitchen for then a minute when she felt Jareth's arms wrap around her middle. His hold was both protective and possessive, making her feel warm and safe. A thought floated into her head as she realized that they were alone. Turning to she stood on her toes, lifting herself up until she could press her lips against his.

The kiss, which had started out gentle and safe, quickly turned hard and passionate. Her hand's moved of their own will to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. She didn't allow him to take control of the kiss, wasn't relinquishing control. Her tongue danced about his lips, teasing him until he decided to open it to her. With a groan he did just that. He tasted better than he had before, he was exotic and hot. Wet and delicious. If this was what every kiss would be like, she was afraid to see how everything else would feel.

She pulled away from him as she felt his hand moved under her shirt. There were plenty of things that she wanted to try with him, but none of them were appropriate for the kitchen, where they could be walked in on by anyone in the house.

"You are in quite a bit of trouble, Goblin King." She said letting her head rest on his chest.

"If that is you being mad at me, I would love to see what happens when you are truly angry." Sarah laughed into his chest, but pulled away so he could see that she was serious.

"Jareth what happened when you were alone with my father?" She asked, hoping that no one would walk in.

"What do you think, Sarah?" He asked, arching a brow at her own question.

"I think that you had better stop playing games with me Jareth. I want to know what you said to my father and what my father said to you."

"Nothing that should cause you any sort of alarm Sarah. I merely told him about our relationship, where it could lead, and what that would mean." Sarah narrowed her eyes at the man towering over her.

"And what would that mean Jareth?" She asked, careful to keep her tone light.

"I think you already know what that means Sarah. It means you coming to the Underground as my wife, it means you ruling the Goblin Kingdom beside me as my Queen. To rule as the second Goblin Queen." Sarah felt her face contort in confusion.

"I thought you said that you had never been married before." She pulled away from him, feeling confused and betrayed. "How can I be the second Goblin Queen, if you've never had a wife?" Sarah pulled away from him watching as his eyes glazed over in thought.

"Sarah I have never joined with another female. I have no Queen, because you are the only woman ever meant to be My Queen." He paused, his hand moving to touch her face, only to pull back when she braced herself against it. "I have a story for you Sarah. A story that I hope you will hear out before you decide to ask your questions." Narrowing her eyes at him for a minute she decided in the end to just listen to him.

"Fine Jareth, but this had better be one hell of a story."

"Once upon a time, the Goblin Kingdom had been made up of two kingdoms. The Kingdom of Fionan and the Kingdom of Athos, both of which were farmed, worked and populated by the goblins of the Underground. The two kingdoms worked together, the kings becoming great friend as they ruled their lands." He paused making sure that she was listening. "In a moment of genius, the two kings came up with a plan. They would join their lands, their powers, and their families to make the Great Goblin Kingdom. The two King ruled together until their son's became of age. The original plan had been to have the families joined, for their children to marry, but as both King's had only sons and neither was going to have more children, the duties were passed to the Princes." He paused again, trying to think of what he wanted to say next. Sarah waited patiently until he spoke again.

"The duties of the Kingdom were split between the two, Eireach Fionan would take on the political duties of the kingdom. His love of history, laws, and diplomacy would do him well there. Jareth Athos would take on the ruling of the subjects, the inner workings of the kingdom. Both would share the duties of the wished away, though that too had quickly become mainly Jareth's responsibility as the political duties proved to be more trying than anticipated." Sarah motioned with her hand for him to continue. "It was prophesized that the two would join with women of great power and wisdom. Eireach would find his chosen one night, a pull on his soul that could only be the woman he was meant to be with for eternity. The young woman from the Aboveground, joined with Eireach and became the first true Goblin Queen of the new kingdom."

"So you're trying to tell me that there is another woman running around the Aboveground who's had to deal with you over grown fairies?" Sarah said, trying to keep her voice calm.

"I'm telling you that there is a woman running about the Aboveground, a woman who is your sister in every way but blood. Though, if what Labyrinth says is true, you may share that as well." Jareth said, keeping himself perfectly calm. Sarah growled and started to pace about the kitchen.

"Why would you keep something like this out of that book?" She paused and glared at him, her voice quiet to keep from calling attention to them. "What else did you leave out of the book? What else aren't you telling me?"

Jareth gazed at the woman that he already considered his wife. She was pacing about the room like an angry tiger would after being caged. Her eyes danced with fire as her magic tickled the room, yet behind it, all he could see pain.

He had hurt her by not telling her all this before, by not letting her know about his family or its history. But why should that have mattered to her? Was it really his family's history that she was asking about or his own?

"What do you want to know Sarah, ask and I'll tell you. I'll tell you anything, everything you wish to know."

"How many women have you been with?" She asked testing the waters, seeing if he would truly tell her anything.

"I lost count around my 300th birthday and the number was so large then that it shames me to tell you there have been many more." She frowned, though was obviously pleased with his honesty. Though not pleased with the truth itself.

"Where is this other woman?"

"In the Aboveground, sadly I can't tell you anymore than that."

"Can't or won't?" She asked, her voice seeming to hold mistrust and a bit of malice.

"I can't Sarah, I would if I could. Sarah you must understand, there are rules and then there are laws. You can bend the rules, but even I must follow the laws. Laws state I can't tell you anything that would jeopardize the life of a royal. Of the entire Underground."

"What the hell would I do to the entire Underground by knowing the name of a woman?" She asked her voice filled with anger. Jareth found himself looking at that as a step in the right direction, she could be as angry at him as she wanted to be. But he would never be able to handle the look of pain he had seen in her eyes a few minutes ago.

Jareth told her about the Queen about her rule, her murder, and her resurrection. He told her of her part in the story. That her powers would grow and become more powerful than even the High King's. Something that would have to remain a slight secret, because until they had a chance to speak with the High King she would have to remain a secret, much like her sister.

"What the hell does that have to do with me not being able to meet the woman that you call my sister?" Jareth sighed.

"Magic is a very fickle thing my dear. It realizes that it belongs to you, yet it wishes to be controlled. You, due completely to my own stupidity, have not been given the proper training. You my dear, need time to train and to learn the limits of your powers before you can meet your sister. Before you are allowed to realize that she is your sister." Again she narrowed her eyes at him, the woman was paying far too much attention to what he was saying instead of what he had said.

"You mean to tell me that I could be living next door to the girl, going to school with her, and because I haven't been trained how to use my magic, I can't know? What the hell?"

"I know this makes no sense, believe me. I have been living in and with magic my entire life and I still don't understand most of what it can do or how it works. But if you were to meet your sister at this moment, knowing that she was your sister and not being able to control your powers, you would die." Sarah plopped herself down in one of the bar stools resting around the large kitchen island.

"Die?"

"Sarah your magic has always been a part of you. It was always meant to be with you, it can't survive without you and you can't survive without it." He moved closer to her, careful to keep his movements slow and easily seen. "I can't understand why, and I don't truly wish to know how, but your magic will rip away from you if you meet your sister before you can control it. The Young Queen has had years to learn how to control her magic, she may not fully understand the extent of her powers yet, something she will not be able to do without you, but she knows how to control what she has now. The reason you can't meet is because if you meet her now and can't hold your magic, it will attach to her, lock onto the powers inside her. They will kill her."

"So what you're telling me is that because you decided that I wasn't ready to know about who I was or where I really belonged, I don't know how to use my magic. Because I don't know how to use my magic I can't meet the woman that could help me to understand all this, because it could…no, not could, WOULD kill us both."

"That would be the basics of it…yes." Jareth said, watching her carefully for some sign of what she was thinking.

"Well isn't that fan-fucking-tastic? Is there anything else you've forgotten to tell me? Do you have a crazy ex who is going to be coming to take you away from me? Do your parents have another kid who's going to try and kill me? Is the High King going to expect me to be his mistress when he finds out that I have more power than him?"

"Sarah calm down love, please. I didn't mean to keep this from you…." She put her hand up to stop him. His heart sank, he'd mucked things up beyond repair. His heart broke a little, as he realized that he would have to give her time to trust him again.

"Jareth what the hell else did you keep from me?"

"I do have an ex Sarah, I have just told you that I have many. But as to one of them coming to take me from you, she could try but it would never work. I love you, only you and I will wait an eternity for you if I must. I have lost your trust Sarah, I understand that I will have to earn it back." Sarah shook her head at him.

"Jareth what the hell is this about? You haven't lost my trust, but you certainly haven't done a very good job of keeping me informed." She was trying to calm him, he had lied to her and she was comforting him. He frowned, this wasn't how things were supposed to be.

"Sarah, Sarah could you come to my study for a minute. Your mother and I want to talk to you about something. Jareth, could you come too please." Robert said from his study.

Jareth smiled, they were about to make his decision so much easier. He wasn't pleased with what he had to do, but it must be done. She had to be given time to grow, to learn about herself, and what she wanted. Sighing he kissed her head and moved to follow her to the study. Everything was about to be turned upside down, again.

Sarah suddenly felt cold. Jareth had all but shut himself down beside her. He was still warm and comforting to her, but there was something strange about how he was acting. Something was off. She wondered briefly what her parents wanted to talk about, a question that was thrown from her mind when Jareth kissed her lips. There it was. His kiss wasn't like it had been before. It was sweet and gentle, nor was passionate and heated. It was a goodbye kiss, as though he was leaving her.

She pulled away, opened her mouth to talk, only to have him kiss her forehead and shake his head. She turned, tears in her eyes, and went into her father's study. Her parents were sitting at his desk, talking in hushed tones. The room was dark; they hadn't turned the lights on. But even with them off she knew what the room looked like. She knew every book on every shelf, knew where each chair was, and where her father was sitting.

She felt her heart tighten at the look on her father's face. Pity. Dear Gods above help her, what had they decided to do? Her mother looked to her, her face a mask of confidence. They were about to say something she didn't like, and Jareth being able to hear their conversation knew what it was."Sarah come sit down sweetie, we need to talk to you about a few things." Linda said, her voice sweet and comforting like a mother's should be.

"I don't want to sit, I'm fine where I am. What is it you want to talk about?" Sarah asked, wrapping her arms around Jareth's waist.

"We want to talk about your relationship with Jareth." Robert said, looking to them both with pity filled and apologetic eyes.

"Sarah, we don't think that this is a very good idea." Linda started carefully, keeping her voice even. "Sarah, we think that you should put your relationship with Jareth."

"What?" Sarah asked her heart plummeting to where her stomach should have been.

"Sarah, this is your first relationship and he's far too old for you."

"What do you mean I'm too young? You were 15 when you met dad!" Sarah said her voice getting louder as panic set in.

"Sarah your father was not my first boyfriend. Nor was I coming from a family where my mother abandoned me, my father ignored me and my step mother tried to kill me. I knew what was going on in my head. I knew where I wanted to go in my life. Can you say the same thing?" Sarah bit her lip nervously. No, but that wasn't because she was nuts.

"So what, you want me to date another guy? Then go back to dating Jareth?" Sarah asked, her anger quickly getting the better of her. "That really wouldn't be fair to the poor boy that got stuck with me, would it?"

"Sarah, we're not saying that you can't ever see Jareth again. It's just not a good idea right now." Robert said, his voice a bit forced. Sarah could tell her father wasn't happy about the little arrangement.

"Well I'm glad that we've talked about it, but I'm not going to stop seeing Jareth because you two think I'm mental."

"Sarah Elizabeth Williams, no one here has called you mental. But you will stop seeing Jareth, he is far too old and…experienced to be your boyfriend." Linda said, her own voice rising with her anger.

"Sarah, love calm down." Jareth said, trying to calm both his Chosen and her mother before there was an all out brawl. "Perhaps they're right. You deserve to have a normal boyfriend, test the waters so to speak, before you decide you want to have anything permanent with me." Sarah looked up Jareth and frowned.

"Is that what you think, I need time to test out the ride with other guys before I try anything with you?" Sarah pushed herself away from Jareth, feeling her world fall down again. Karen trying to kill her, her mother leaving, her father ignoring her, even rejecting Jareth hadn't hurt this much. "You said you'd be there for me as the world fell down, you just forgot to mention that you would be the one to drop it."

Sarah ran from her father's study to her room and locked the door. No one in the house had the key besides Karen and she'd never told anyone where she kept it. She threw herself on her bed, clinging to her pillow as though it were only comfort in the world. Alone in her room she allowed herself to cry. Her father and Jareth came to the door, knocking lightly. "Sarah please open the door, we can talk about this reasonably."

"I don't want to talk about it and neither do either of you. I can sense it on both of you." And she could, her magic was running amuck with her emotions all over the place. She could sense their feelings and, to a certain point, their thoughts. "What's the problem Jareth, can't use your magic through the door?" Her heart stopped when she felt his agreement.

"Sarah let me in. I can work a spell and you can forget about me until you are of age. You can have a normal life until you're ready to be with me." Sarah shook her head, though she wasn't sure why, neither of them could see it. They started banging on the door.

"Labyrinth!" Sarah called in her mind, her tears apparent even in her mind's voice.

"Yes Mistress."

"Jareth. He is not to be near me until I control my magic or find my sister, whichever comes first."

"Mistress, is that really what you want?"

"It doesn't matter what I want, it's what he wants. Please help me to do it, please." Sarah begged in her mind, hers once silent tears becoming sobs.

"I will do this for you little one, though I do not agree." A pause outside and then started to bang on the door again. Jareth growled from his place behind the door.

"Can't you use your magic to open it?" Robert said feeling the power build behind the door. Jareth growled again, pounding on the door. Trying anything he could to get Sarah to answer it.

"Were you not paying attention when Labyrinth was talking before? Sarah holds more power than the High King, I couldn't get in there with his help." He paused, stopping his pounding on the door and tried to calm himself. "Sarah open the door, we can figure something else out."

Sarah closed her eyes, this is what he wanted. At least this way she would be able to remember him, be able to understand why she felt like she was missing something. He would be able to see her through crystals and from a distance he would be able to watch in owl form. She would be able to see him from her own crystals, once she learned how to use them. She would be able to travel to the labyrinth to practice with her magic and see her friends, always so close but never being able to feel his touch.

The screeching from behind the door told her that Jareth was in owl form. Tears still running down her face she opened the door, not even flinching as Jareth burst into the room. He circled the room screeching and flapping madly, before landing on her bed to stare and screech some more at her.

"Its better this way, you'll see." She said going to sit beside him on the bed. Alex, who no one had noticed outside the door slipped in quickly before Robert closed it again. The, now cub, moved to Sarah's feet, rubbing against her mother to try and comfort her.

"Sarah what have you done?" Robert asked, his face a mask of horror and shock.

"I cast my own spell." She said, her tears were flowing as Jareth rubbed his head against her cheek.

"What did you do?"

"I made it so I would remember, so Jareth wouldn't have to remember alone." She turned to give a watery smile to the bird beside her. "This way you won't mess with my head and I won't freak out when you come to get me." He hooted sadly at her, his own eyes betraying his emotions.

"Sarah, do you really think that was a good idea? I mean he could have taken away your memories of him, you could have lived a normal life." Sarah picked up Alex, allowing the cub to sit in her lap as she tried to calm herself.

"What good would that have done anyone? Jareth would still remember me. He'd live Gods know how long, without me knowing who he is, he could walk right by me and I would never see him." She sighed, petting the owl beside her on the bed. "This way I'll remember him, we can still talk, and he can look at me and know that I'm waiting for him."

"Why is he an owl Sarah?"

"It's his animal form. He'll be able to be near me, but he won't be in his Fae form. I won't really be seeing him, so you and mom can relax. I'm not going against your wishes." The last part was filled with anger and resentment and she knew it. She looked up at her father and didn't bother holding back her feelings.

"Sarah you could have gone to the underground to see him, you could have been with him there." Robert said, trying to get her to undo what she'd done.

"Jareth would never have allowed it. I'd made a promise not to see him, and he'd make me keep that promise." The owl hooted and nodded its head, agreeing with the young woman who sat petting it.

"Sarah do you understand what you've agreed to? What you've done? Do you even know what the spell you cast does?" Robert asked suddenly sounding panicked.

"Don't worry dad, I didn't do this by myself. I know that this spell will work the way it was meant to. Jareth won't be able to come to me in his real from until I'm of age. Until I'm an adult by Aboveground rules, when I can make my own decisions without the input of my parents, we won't see each other." The owl hooted again.

"Sarah I don't like this, this isn't good for you. Take back the spell so that Jareth can do his. You won't remember anything, you won't have to go through anything, you won't remember that you're missing something." Sarah looked up at her father, wondering if he understood what he was saying.

"Would you have missed mom even if you'd never met her? Would you have missed me or Toby?" Sarah saw the understanding fill his blue eyes. "Just because you don't have them around, doesn't mean that you don't miss the people you were meant to have around you Dad." The owl beside her hooted, trying to get his own voice heard. "Forget it Jareth, I'm not changing my mind. You want us to wait until I'm older, fine, but you are not taking my memories of you."

"I don't like this one bit, but if you've made up your mind." Robert looked to the owl, feeling somewhat strange about talking to an animal, even if it was the Fae king. He shook his head. His daughter had just cast a spell turning the man that had been standing beside him into an owl. There was a large tiger cub in her lap, he'd met two Goblin Kings, and powerful immortal being that had been around for longer than anyone could remember, and he was nervous about talking to an owl?? He'd lost his mind. "We can't really change her mind Jareth and from what she's said, she's planning to suffer with you." The own hooted unhappily, as though saying that he wasn't happy about her suffering at all.

Robert left his daughter's room, leaving her alone with the owl that was her boyfriend and the tiger cub that was her pet. Oh this was going to take some getting used to. Walking by his own room, he checked on Toby. Pleased to see that at least one of his children was/would be sleeping peacefully. Satisfied that Toby was alright, he went downstairs to deal with Linda.

Linda and her assistant, Gabby?, sat on the couch having a heated conversation. It looked as though Gabby was pissed about something and Linda was doing her best to defend herself. The younger woman looked up at Robert and frowned.

"How is Sarah?" She asked, seeming quite worried about his daughter.

"She's done crying for a little while, I hope." He said glaring at the woman that was his first wife.

"Don't look at me like that, it's for the best Robert. She is too young to be seeing that man." Linda moved her head, this way and that trying to see behind him. "You didn't leave them alone together did you?" Robert puffed up as though he were readying to yell.

"No Linda, Jareth went out the back door about 5 minutes ago."

"That's good. The sooner she is away from that man the better, watch she'll forget all about him in a few days." Robert was about to burst, this woman had no idea what she was talking about. She didn't know the slightest thing about Sarah. True, he didn't know much about her himself, but he knew that his little girl had just taken a hard hit.

"Linda what kind of world are you living on? You are both being complete idiots." The woman beside her said, her voice nowhere near gentle.

"What is that supposed to mean Gabby?" Linda asked. Robert felt his jaw drop, had she really just called them both idiots? Wasn't Linda going to say something about her disrespect? Shaking his head Robert realized that there was something more to this relationship then, employer/employee.

"It means that neither of you really have any right to say what is best for Sarah. Forgive me, Mr. Williams, but I can't sit here and say nothing. I watched those two tonight. Sarah and Jareth obviously care very deeply for one another. That relationship is not, or rather WAS not, based on sexual attraction. There was a deep respect and admiration between those two."

"That doesn't mean that Sarah should be with someone so much older than herself." Linda said, weakly trying to defend herself, though Robert could clearly see she was already convinced that Gabby was right.

"Oh shut up Linda, you were 15 when you were dating Robert. Sarah is 2 years older and from what I saw tonight, a hell of a lot more mature then the both of you were at that age. That girl, from what I've heard, has been through a living hell. Her mother left her, her father ignored her, and her step mother tried to kill her. She was raped repeatedly by her uncle and called a liar when she went to the one person that should have believed her over anyone else." Gabby shook her head, her eyes dancing with flames that Robert had only seen in his daughter's eyes. "You let the poor girl be abused by your brother in law, your wife and yourself."

"I don't think that's a very fair assumption." Robert said, his own ire beginning to die down. It was like getting reprimanded by your mother, you couldn't argue with the truth.

"You don't think it's fair? I wonder…how far is it that, that girl finally found someone to care about her and you two send him packing." Gabby stood, her hands on her hips like an agitated mother. "I repeat, you two are idiots. The girl has gone through one of the worst nights of her life and now she has to go through it alone. Don't expect her to be talking to either of you about anything deep, anytime soon.

Robert watched as the enraged young woman stormed from the room, stomping up the stairs, most likely to talk with the girl she'd so strongly stood up for. Robert shook his head. Rubbing his hand over his face, he gave a tired sigh and looked at his ex-wife.

"You let her talk to you like that?" He asked, surprised that the almost bipolar Linda Williams allowed anyone speak to her with such venom.

"What can I say, the girl's right. She usually is, I should have asked her opinion first…I usually do. She's smart, hard working, and loyal to the end. I don't know what I'd do without her anymore." Linda nodded in the direction Gabby had gone. "I think she made quick friends with Sarah, you can bet she'll verbally abuse the both of us for this again." Linda frowned.

"What?"

"At least you don't have to be alone with her. We're sharing a hotel room, a car, and a flight back to California. That girl is going to rip me a new one." Robert laughed, relieved that he wouldn't be left alone with that sharp tongue for such a long period of time.

Sarah was a little shocked, to say the least, when Gabby knocked on her door. Jareth had flown out the window and rested on the branch outside her window, a moment before the knock had come. He wouldn't be leaving any time soon, but neither of them wanted her to answer questions about a barn owl in her room. Even Alex had put on her glamour.

Sarah looked up at the older woman and found herself unable to hold back her tears. She was both shocked and grateful, when Gabby wrapped her up in a hug. Gabby rocked the girl back and forth, not saying a word. "I'm sorry about this." Sarah finally said, pulling herself together. She could cry by herself later, she didn't need to be bothering a new friend with her problems.

"Don't you dare be sorry. You've got every right to be upset." Sarah nodded, not bothering to keep herself from smiling as something floated through her mind.

"You yelled at my parents?" She had meant it as a statement, thought it had come out as a question. Even if she hadn't heard the woman's words, she had felt her anger pulse through the house. Anger, Hate, Lust, powerful emotions could fill a house. Anger as strong and fierce as Gabby held felt could fill Jareth's castle. The woman nodded, not bothering to hide her own amusement.

"That I did."

"Why?" Sarah found herself asking. She cringed as she realized that she had let some of her suspicion fall into her voice.

"Sarah, I get it. You've been screwed over for quite some time and you don't trust easily because of it. But believe me when I say this, I want to be your friend. I have a feeling you and I would get along quite swimmingly. I think that you are getting a pretty raw deal here and I kind of lost my temper." Gabby smiled at the younger girl and winked.

"Between you and me, I think your mother likes it. Why else would she keep giving me reasons to?"

Sarah laughed, this woman was strange. Though Sarah wasn't really threatened by her, there was something that told her to be careful. Much like herself, Sarah sensed the potential for great cruelty in her. One of those, I can be your best friend or your worst enemy kind of people. No matter how much she wanted to deny it though, there was something about being able to talk to another girl that made her warm to the idea of being friends with Miss Mitchell.

Jareth waited until he was sure Gabby would not return, before flying back in through Sarah's open window. In owl form it was impossible for anyone to see the sad smile on his face as he watched her sleep. That was both a blessing and a curse.

He wanted so much to touch her cheek, to taste her lips. Damn her parents, damn him, damn the fates for this. Why had they given him this great gift if they were going to take it away so quickly? He shook his head. The fates were not to blame for this. He had pushed her to this, had forced her hand. He had done this.

He had known that his idea to hide her memories would not be pleasing. He had meant to shield her from the pain of being without him, being partly bound as they were, she would feel a sense of loss. He hadn't wanted her to feel that pain. Mortals had gone insane from the pain of losing their Fae mates. He shuddered at the thought.

Sarah was strong willed with great power, power that he could never think to understand. He felt only a portion of that power when she had forced him to take his animal form. He'd felt it, as though it were a storm raging around him, as his muscles and bones shrank and reshaped. He shuddered again, wondering if she would ever be able to fully control herself.

Ruffling his owl's feathers he watched for a few moments more. Alexandra, a fitting name for such a powerful animal and friend, laid beside her mother her true form remaining hidden by her glamour. He was glad that he had given her the cub. The cub would grow quickly as most creatures from the underground did and would become another trusted confidant for his chosen.

He flew from her room, going straight to his own chambers. He did not wish to see any of his subjects; he did not need their petty worries filling his head at the moment. He changed into his night clothes quickly, wishing desperately for the solace his dreams could provide.

He fell asleep quickly, thoughts of Sarah and her spell swirling through his head even as he faded into slumber. He found himself in a field, with a frown he took in his surroundings. He and Eireach had made a point of learning their land, making sure that there was no Fae that could know it better then themselves. Yet he was sure neither of them had ever come across this place.

The sound of flowing water drew him to an oasis. Tree surrounded the area, animals from the labyrinth dwelling in the darkened forest. The grass beneath his feet was green and soft, free from any harmful weeds. Wild flowers and carefully planted bushes riddled the area, resembling a garden of sorts. Though there was still something wild and mysterious about the land. With a rush he realized, at least partly where he was.

He turned quickly, only just noticing the power behind him. He barely kept the relieved smile from his face as his eyes locked on her cautious form. She wore a gown of deep red, something that eerily reminded him of mortal blood. Her hair was up and out of her face, a simple French twist that was decorated with a single black pearl comb. Her skin was flushed, her cheeks holding a complimenting amount of color, her eyes alight with curiosity along with the caution that he had noticed in her stance. "You brought me here?" She nodded.

"This is where Rin brought me. I thought that it would be best." She said her voice void of any emotion.

"You sought her protection?" He asked, annoyed with the harshness in his own voice.

"I sought familiarity." She said, her eyes flashing fire. He nodded curtly, uselessly upset.

"Do you know where this is? I have not seen this particular place before." He watched as sadness flashed across her vision. She recovered quickly though, hiding it behind her will to be strong, pulling strength from her surroundings.

"The final resting place of the Queen." She nodded her head to indicate behind. He turned noticing for the first time a rather intriguing gate. From his distance, even with Fae sight he found it impossible to see it clearly. It was made of silver of platinum, words in the old language etched around the top. He couldn't make out the words, though he knew they held great power. He turned back to her, frowning.

"How do you know so much of the great Queen?" He asked both curious and suspicious. The fire in her eyes told him that he had made yet another mistake, yet at the moment he couldn't bring himself to care.

"It doesn't matter how I know about her Jareth, not right now at least. Why are you behaving this way?" He watched as anger flowed freely into her eyes, the skies above growing dark with her mood. "Are you really that sore about my spell?"

"I am not 'sore' about your spell Sarah, I am enraged!" He said moving to stand over her, not caring about the power that swirled around him. Power that he knew, would easily tear him apart should she feel threatened.

"Do tell." She said crossing her arms, her tone flippant. His anger flared, his arms gripping her shoulders as his control snapped.

"How could you do this? Do you know what will happen, Sarah? Do you know the pain that you have forced upon yourself, the unneeded longing and ache?" He asked, his eyes no longer swirling pools of anger, but sorrow and fear.

He watched as her gaze softened, felt the power around them calm, and felt the sun appear from behind her thick clouds. He's wondered about the storm the other night, obviously Sarah's powers had been trying to surface even then. She frowned up at him. "I don't want to forget you Jareth. You want to wait until I've matured, fine. But I will not have you mess around in my head, and possibly change your mind about me." She said, her tone said that it was meant to be teasing. He knew better though, he could see the worried buried in her heart. The worry that he would leave her like everyone else that had claimed to love her. He frowned.

"Sarah what makes you think I would change my mind about you, forget you so easily?"

She frowned at him.

"You've been engaged before Jareth." He cursed, remembering now that he had told her of his failed attempt to run from his destiny. "You forgot her, changed your mind about her. For all I know she is far more worthy of you." He growled at her words. No matter how much strength she possessed, the years of abuse she had endured would take time to be forgotten. What else was she to believe? How was she supposed to see herself as worthy of his love, when life had told her otherwise?

He frowned. He would have to tell her everything. Would she understand? Would she hear him out? Gods give him strength. He moved with her surprised with the ease she moved with him. A strange formation of rock by the water fall was sufficient enough for a bench. He sat her down and stood before her, wishing to pace as he revealed it all to her. Gods he wished he could have Eireach beside him, his friend giving him strength and guidance.

He shook his head. He could easily have contacted Eireach. Their connection was unique. They could easily converse without crystals, though few knew that. Due to their connection, however, he knew that at the moment Eireach was with his chosen. He would have to do this on his own, sighing he realized that it was for the best. "Sarah to understand everything I must tell you everything. I ask only that you listen to everything I have to say before you speak, or I may never fully get through it all." She frowned at him but nodded.

"Alright Jareth, I promise." She had already heard most of what he was about to say, but she neeeded reminding. He needed to be sure that she knew everything about what had happened.

"Long before my birth, there were two Goblin Kingdoms, The Goblin Kingdoms of Fionan and Athos. Contrary to the opinions of the mortals above, the Goblin Kingdoms have always held great power. Athos and Fionan had worked side by side, ensuring peace between their Kingdoms. They were rumored to have been friends from the hour of their births.

"Upon the announcement of their impending children, the two kings hatched a plan. They joined the two kingdoms, creating what is today known as the Great Goblin Kingdom. The kingdom truly encompasses all of the goblin species, though there are many other magical creatures that the Goblin Kingdom protects.

"After the birth of the Goblin Prince's it was prophesied that they would each marry. Their Queens would be mortal born, though they held Fae blood and power the High King could not dream of. We, my fellow king and I, had been told of the prophecy from the time we could talk.

"We grew and eventually our father's passed the ruling of the Kingdom on to us. The duties of the Kingdom were easily. We had both been taught to rule, as though we would handle everything. I know the political duties of the kingdom, just as Eireach, my fellow King, knows all the inner workings. But when it came time for us to rule, we found that we each had our own calling.

"Though I knew all about the political drivel I found it tedious and lacking the thrill I needed. I much preferred working with the subjects, seeing to their immediate needs and dealing with the Wished Away. Gratefully Eireach could not see himself dealing with subject's problems on a day to day basis. Eireach has a great mind to you see, brilliant. The High King calls upon him when he is unsure of his own reasoning, but he cannot stand the boring work of dealing with the Kingdom's problems. Like myself, he could do the work, but he would prefer not to." Sarah frowned at him. He watched as she bit her lip, trying to bite back her question. Unable to deny her, he motioned for her to ask her question.

"He doesn't like goblins?" She seemed upset, but he couldn't help the way his lips curled at her emotion.

"He cares very deeply for his subjects. Eireach would lay down his life for the smelly beasts, just as I would. But Eireach has never much cared to hear people whine, strange as he's listened to mine for centuries." He winked at her, glad to see the small smile on her face. "As time passed Eireach and I fell into a comfortable rule. Years passed centuries rather and neither of us found our destined Queen, as the prophecy spoke of. I became angry. In an effort to run away from my destiny I proposed to a Duchess.

"She was quite beautiful and in a sinister way she was intelligent. As time passed and our joining ceremony grew closer and closer, I found that I couldn't help but realize the true person I was about to bind myself too. She was cold towards the subjects, didn't care for the Wished Away, she didn't care for children of any sort. Eireach had told me from the beginning of our engagement that she was not who I was meant to stand with.

"The night before our ceremony I realized that I couldn't marry the woman. I went to my chambers, where I knew she was waiting." He glanced at Sarah, amused and regretful, of the way she bristled. "When I opened my door I could not believe my eyes. The woman I was to make my Queen lay in bed with one of my guests. Her companion was a king of lower rank and with much less power. Though I had come to call off our engagement I could not believe that she would sleep with another man, in my own chambers.

"I had everything from my room burned, knowing that I would never share the same things with my true chosen as I had with the snake I'd almost joined with. With Eireach, the only person that I ever told what happened, I waited for my chosen to appear. Years passed, years that turned into decades. We'd both all but given up hope our families had begun to believe that neither of us would ever find our Chosen. Then a glimmer of hope.

"On one of his rare trips to the above, he found her. Honestly I believe that he went to the aboveground do to her call for him. He found her, in great emotional peril. He offered comfort, as she was too young for him to offer anymore than that. He became her almost constant companion. Giving her a friend and a confidant when she had few or either.

"I was both pleased for and jealous of my friend, but I understood that it was not my friends fault. My chosen had not been born yet." He stood still before Sarah, looking at her with wonder and awe. The same look he had had the first night he had seen her.

"I had come to the above to get away from the Goblins. I had flown over your park many times and gone there searching for peace." He smiled at her. "I was overwhelmed with emotion when I saw you. A mere slip of a girl and I knew that you had me the very first time I saw you. Your tears caused my heart to race, I wanted to comfort you, I wanted to tear out the heart of who ever had dared to harm you."

"Jareth, how could you have felt so strongly about someone you didn't even know?" She asked. He was surprised by the question. He had been prepared for her to yell, scream even hit him for keeping such things from her. Yet she stood before him, calm and serene. Every bit the Queen she had been born to be.

"The relationship between a Fae and their true Chosen is one that can never be severed, only strengthened. You Sarah Elizabeth Williams are the other half of my soul. I had not fully lived until I saw your face, heard your voice, saw your smile." She frowned at him.

"Then why did you keep so much from me? Why didn't you fight for me when my parents made that stupid decision?" She wasn't exactly angry, but she wasn't just hurt. Her emotions were a mixture of both.

"I hadn't thought of it as keeping things from you, I was keeping you to myself. I wasn't ready to share you. I went years without telling Eireach about you, while he hadn't been able to go hours." He frowned, wondering if he was saying it correctly. "I was being selfish, I was afraid that if I told you about my world you would be too intrigued by it. I had waited quite some time for you and I truly wasn't ready to share." She nodded.

"That's understandable I guess, I don't agree with it. Not for one millisecond, but I understand. Why didn't you fight then Jareth?"

"Sarah, when you decide to come to me, you will be coming to one of the most powerful Kingdoms in the Underground. You will rule by my side as Queen. You have duties and battles of your own to see too. Tell me that you are truly ready for everything that I have just told you and I will reorder time, fight with my last dying breath against your parent's wishes." She bit her lip nervously. Though he had expected her reaction it still caused emotion to flare within him.

He understood why she wasn't sure. She was young and though mature for her age, she still had quite a bit of growing to do. She still had things to learn from her home world, people to meet, things to accomplish. He did not begrudge her a life. "Tell me about this other King's chosen." She said, changing the subject.

"She is older than you, though if I remember correctly not by much. She is quite fierce and powerful. She also rules over Labyrinth." He watched as her mouth gaped open. It took all his will to refrain from kissing her, from delving into what she had so carelessly opened to him.

"What do you mean she rules Rin?"

Jareth frowned, how had she become so familiar with the ancient being? Rin. What a strange way to show respect to a creature with such power. He knew at that moment he would never fully understand the relationship between the creature and its he didn't want to. "The Young Queen, as she is called, is your sister." He told her of the prophecy, of how they were bound, of how they had been destined to rule together.

"Well that's just peachy. When do I meet the woman?" She asked crossing her arms in annoyance.

"You have to find her." Jareth answered.

"What?"

"You have to find her." He told her what would happen if they met before she was ready, before her magic was fully controlled.

"Do you have any idea how long that could take? Years, decades, I won't stay as fresh as you Jareth. I'll get old, I'll get wrinkly." He laughed.

"Sarah, Labyrinth will help you. I doubt that it will take you decades to learn to control your magic. I doubt it will take more than a few years. You are bright and fast, you will learn. As for your aging, you will not be here long enough to worry about getting old." He said wrapping her in his arms.

They had been talking for well over an hour and had barely put a hand on her. He had walked her to the bench, where the both now sat, and he had left her to tell his tale. He kissed her, no longer able to deny the longing he felt for her. His love for her, his need to be near her, all crashed down on him. He pulled back seeing questions swirling in her mind. Smirking he shook his head. "Sarah my heart, there will be more than enough time for all your questions. I promise I will answer each one, but at the moment I wish to spend time with my chosen." He kissed her forehead, hoping that she would give him that gift.

"Alright Jareth, I'll keep my questions to myself for now. But remember that you promised to answer them." He nodded and laughed, he wouldn't deny her the answers she craved. Suddenly serious again, he frowned at her.

"This is not going to be 'a piece of cake' Sarah. You have opened up a door that I cannot close for you." She scowled at him.

"I don't want you to close anything for me Jareth. I'll be fine. We'll be fine." He nodded, not wanting to burst her bubble. It would only be a matter of time before she realized what she had done, what she would have to live through. He kissed her and pulled her closer, they would be fine. He believed it because she had said it, she was strong.

She was strong.

2 Months Later

Karen sat staring at the man across from her. He was gorgeous he really was. There had never been a happier bride then herself. She doubted there would ever be. The only dark cloud of her life with Robert Williams was his daughter Sarah. She had thought that would be an easy problem to fix, but she underestimated the little slut. As a result she found herself in this wonderful establishment.

No one had been able to find Mitch, 'he's gone'. The nurses had told her as they pushed in her medication. The stuff was supposed to clear the voices in her head. She didn't have voices in her head the only voice she heard was Mitch's. The medication didn't do anything to quiet him. As a matter of fact it only made him louder. When she was tied to her bed, for the staff's protection as she had already bitten three of their male nurses, everything went quiet. She couldn't hear the pounding of her heart, the rush of blood in her ears, the screams of the other patients, just Mitch.

But she forced all those thoughts from her mind as she smiled at Robert. He was gorgeous. He'd worn one of his best suits to visit her, his hair cut to perfection, his face freshly shaven. She frowned at the nurse that whispered something into his ear, only able to catch 'unstable' and 'dementia', rolling her eyes she waited for the bitch to leave them alone together. "You have 30 minutes." The woman said before closing the door behind her.

"Thank God. I thought that idiot would never leave." She desperately wanted to wrap her arms around him, taste his lips with her own. But they had cuffed her to the table, to be sure that she wouldn't hurt him. The only thing she had enough play to do was put her hand comfortable on top of the table. "I was beginning to think that you had forgotten about me." She looked to the small window trying to if anyone else was outside the door.

"Did you bring Toby? How is my baby?"

"Toby isn't here Karen." Robert said calmly as he took his seat in the chair across from her. She frowned at her husband.

"Who's watching him if he isn't with you?" She bristled as the words came out of his mouth.

"He's with Sarah and Linda's assistant Gabrielle Mitchell."

"What are they doing with my baby?! How could you leave him with that little bitch?" She asked sounding much calmer than she felt.

"I left him with his sister and her friend. He's safer with them then he was with you Karen." Her eyes went black with rage as she hissed at him.

"What are you doing here? Have you come to get me out?" She asked. He shook his head, his face frustrated and shocked.

"What makes you think I would want to get you out of here Karen? You've lost your mind. You tried to kill Sarah and you threatened Toby. You need help and you can't get that anywhere but here." She screamed.

"Then why are you here?"

"I wanted to tell you myself, before you left our lives forever."

"Tell me what?" Karen asked in a low hiss.

"The judge awarded me full custody of Toby Karen. You don't have any rights to him and we're no longer married." She felt her stomach clench.

"WHAT?" Her breath started to come in quick short gasps, as she processed what he had just told her. "You divorced me and took away my parental rights?"

"Yes. That is exactly what I did." He said calmly.

"He's my baby. You can't take him away from me. He needs me!" She started to pull against her restraints, trying to get at him. "What the hell have you done? She's turned you against me! Don't you see, she's trying to destroy our family?" Robert stood and shook his head.

"No Karen, you did."

She watched helpless as he walked out of her life. She had called to him, tried to get him to turn around, to change his mind. In the end he had left her with the people in white. She'd bitten another nurse, this one a woman and given one of the doctors a black eye. The bastard would also be icing his crotch for a while after the kick she had gifted him with.

She lay in her bed, a sedative coursing through her system. Her head swam with her brother's whispered screams. Almost so faint that she believed they would disappear at any moment. They'd left her in her room to 'think about what she'd done'. She had thought about what she'd done and she was quite pleased with herself. The only thing she regretted in her life was Sarah. "I'll see you dead Sarah Williams if I have to sell my soul to the devil himself, I will see you dead." A tinkling bell of a laugh floated to her ears.

"Would you settle for Satan's spawn?"

Darklady: Special thanks to GraceRichie Girl I don't know what I would do without you! The the Gods for a beta, best friend, sister like you! So what do you guys think?

Sarah: I think this is a load of Bullocks! Why the hell do I have to look for her?

Jareth: Because you'll die if I tell you before you're ready!

Sarah: I can't even know out here?

Gabby: No that would ruin everything.

Eireach: Sarah little love, calm down. You will figure everything out in time.

Ly: It really isn't that difficult Sarah to wait. You'll have a lot of fun along the way.

Darklady: You really need to shut up Ly, before I hurt you!! You really have no right to talk about waiting.

Ly: (shys away)

Darklady: Yeah that's what I thought. SO I hope that you enjoyed this . . . don't worry guys I am conituing this, you just have to give me a bit of time to get the first chapter perfect. I hope I hear some reviews . . . good and bad.

Ly/Sarah/Jareth/Eireach/Gabby/Darklady: CATCH YA LATER!!!