Jareth was in his study, working, when the door opened. A dark head popped though the opening and looked around. When Sarah spotted him she came all the way into the room. She studied him for a moment with a disgruntled look. Then she came up to him, pillow and blanket in hand, and pouted at him. He looked at her.

"What?"

She motioned to his lap. He laughed.

"Now?"

She nodded. He smiled and walked over to the couch. She followed him and sat down in his lap. Arranging herself for maximum comfort she smiled at him. Then she sighed in contentment as he put his arms around her.

"Happy?"

She kissed his jaw.

Jareth stroked her hair while she went to sleep. He smiled as a calm peace came and melted all her fiery spirit from her face. He kissed her softly on the lips and whispered words of love.