As she sank into the warm, luxurious bubble bath, Sarah could not take the smile off her face. So, the Goblin King had kissed her. He had kissed her and Sarah felt an emotion in her heart that was completely and utterly alien to her; Love.

Sarah had read all about falling in love in books and magazines but she had never experienced it first-hand. Until now, that is, and it felt amazingly wonderful. She had a warm, happy feeling that for the first time in years, outweighed the pain in her heart.

Sarah lay back, humming a romantic song and gathering her feelings about tonight. She very much enjoyed the Pixie Ball. It was a welcome break from sitting in her room crying. When she danced with Jareth, all her problems melted away, and she felt safe, secure and loved in his arms. The only thing that grated on her a bit was the way Katrianna seemed to be all over Jareth like a rash. No matter how hard Katrianna tried to hide it, it was pretty obvious that she didn't approve of Sarah being there with him. Sarah did wonder if she and Jareth had some sort of history together. Perhaps they were childhood sweethearts or Katrianna simply had a fondness for him. Either way, Sarah wasn't worried. Jareth had made his feelings quite clear that he wasn't interested in her.

Sighing happily, she began to reassess her life in the Underground. She had only been here (well, been conscious) little more than a week and Sarah already enjoyed it much more than she did Aboveground. Back home she was alone, miserable, addicted to alcohol and constantly reminded that her brother was dead. She had no reason to be alive, as far as she was concerned. But here in the Underground she had company. Even if it was only Jareth and his minions, she enjoyed spending time with him and even started to bond with the goblins. They were funny, simple minded little creatures that always ended up getting themselves into trouble. But they made her laugh and did no harm. And, of course, there was Orrin who was once of the nicest people Sarah ever had the fortune to meet. He was a kind and friendly man who listened to Sarah and went out of his way to help her. His sister, on the other hand, seemed rather…odd. While she didn't actively cause any bother to Sarah, Nyah just came across as aloof and detached. Sarah just couldn't gel with her, though Jareth spoke very highly of her.

After her bath Sarah was much too excited to sleep. She was completely smitten and knew herself that she was behaving like a lovesick schoolgirl. She couldn't help it, tonight's events had created a bounding burst of energy inside of her that wouldn't allow her to shut her mind down to go to sleep. When she had finished brushing her hair she sat crossed-legged on her bed and thought about what to do. She had a strong desire to be with Jareth, but she knew that he too had been very tired and was probably in bed. She could of course join him, but she wasn't ready for that stage quite yet.

Sarah blushed at the thought of being in the Goblin King's bed. It was something she hadn't thought about much, but was beginning to think about more and more. Shaking her head before her thoughts got any naughtier, Sarah decided to go for a walk. It was quite late but she needed to release her energy in some way, so she got dressed and set off down the corridor.

Sarah peeked her head into the Throne room. Most of the goblins were sleeping, some were still awake talking to each other quietly. Glancing at the large clock, she could see that it was just after 13o'clock. Sarah didn't know the castle well enough to go exploring it on her own late at night, so she decided to head into the Royal Gardens. Jareth had taken her through them quite a few times and a nice walk would clear her head.

As she walked out into the open air, she wrapped her arms around herself. It was a bit cold tonight, but not so much that she needed to cover up. As Sarah walked around admiring the beautiful flora and shrubbery, she still had a smile playing on her lips. This garden reminded her of when they danced together in it just a few hours ago. She couldn't believe how happy one person could make her feel and hoped that Jareth felt the same way she did.

After a few minutes a breeze started to pick up and shook the plants and trees causing them to rustle. Sarah hugged her arms tighter, feeling colder. That was enough walking for one night, she though as she started to turn back towards the castle. As the wind howled behind her, Sarah could have sworn she heard a male voice coming from the other end of the garden beyond the hedge archway. Suddenly she felt a bit afraid being out here alone in the middle in the night with an unknown male present, but then remembered these were private gardens, surely there would be no trespassers.

Creeping slowly up to the archway, the voice began to become clearer and clearer. It was Jareth's voice. Sarah sighed with relief and began to walk up to the archway, when she heard a female voice too. Stopping dead in her tracks, Sarah felt confusion and perhaps a little bit of fear in the pit of her stomach. What the heck was Jareth doing in the Royal Gardens with another woman, in the middle of the night? Sarah knew she really shouldn't eavesdrop, but she just couldn't help it, she was curious. Tiptoeing slowing up behind the hedge, she peered into the arch way and saw Jareth standing with has back to her, arms seemingly crossed as if being defensive or angry. In front of him stood Katrianna.

Sarah's heart immediately jolted. Why was she here? Jareth had already told her it was wasn't going to happen. Sarah studied her face. Katrianna's eyelashes were fluttering and she had that flirty pout again. Her hands were on her hips and she was dressed in a very revealing dress. When she spoke, her voice was very seductive.

"Come, now, Jareth. It's just the two of us. Why don't you tell me how you really feel?" She purred.

Sarah could hear Jareth sighing exasperatedly. His tone was not a happy one.

"Katrianna, I won't deny that you and I have history together. Yes, we had some amazing times together, but, we both agreed it was causal. You told me you had no intention of forming a relationship with me. And now that I have fallen in love with Sarah, you are suddenly interested?"

Sarah felt goose bumps erupting on her skin, and not because she was cold. So, Jareth and Katrianna did have a past together. No wonder she had been so short with Sarah at the Pixie Ball. Either she was in love with him, or completely jealous. Perhaps both. Sarah's stomach was in knots. She really should just leave, she knew Jareth wasn't going to do anything with Katrianna, but she felt rooted to the spot.

Katrianna took a few steps towards Jareth, looking very unhappy. If she weren't trying to steal her man, Sarah would have felt sorry for her.

"You're right. I'm sorry." She said as she turned away from him.

"I just can't control how I feel when I'm around you. Oh, what a fool I am." She began to cry and Jareth walked over to her. Sarah knew Jareth wasn't the villainous Goblin King he appeared to be when she ran his Labyrinth. When someone was upset, he was very kind-hearted.

Jareth put his hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. His voice was much softer that it had previous.

"I think it's time you left. This doesn't need to be anymore harder for you" He whispered softly.

Very quickly, Katrianna spun around and planted her lips right on his. Sarah's mouth dropped open, half in shock, half in anger. She had pretended to be upset, it was all an act. The little tramp. How dare she? Sarah had half a mind to charge straight in there and slap her across her smug face, but knew that she was no match for Katrianna. After all, she was a Fae. Besides, she knew Jareth loved her and Sarah knew he would push her away and tell her she was out of order.

Except he didn't. He stood there kissing her back, as if it were perfectly ok. Why wasn't he fighting her off? Sarah's heart began to sink as she realised that he was enjoying kissing her. Her stomach flipped uncomfortably and tears started to form in her eyes. Jareth's hands started to snake up and down her sides as their kisses grew more passionate.

Pain and heartbreak erupted in Sarah's chest. She couldn't watch this anymore, it was too distressing. She fled from the Gardens as tears streaked down her cheeks. How could Jareth do this to her? She was just starting to feel hopeful that things were going to be ok, then it was all wrenched away from her. Sarah did what she always did when she was miserable; went to find a drink.

When she was back in her room, she ripped open the bottle of alcohol she found in the kitchens. Without even pouring a glass, she took a long swig. God, it tasted disgusting, but she didn't care, it was alcohol, and it was numbing the pain in her heart. Sarah looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were puffy and her face tear-stained. She was so pathetic. Was it any wonder Jareth chose Katrianna over her? Katrianna was the embodiment of beauty, she was a Royal, a Fae and was clearly very cunning. Sarah was a silly, damaged little mortal. Of course he would chose Katrianna. She should have realised she didn't stand a chance.

After drinking half of the bottle of alcohol, Sarah began to feel disoriented. This was strong stuff. Good, she thought. The stronger, the better. Sarah got off her bed and stumbled over to the balcony doors, opening them. As the wind hit her face more tears poured out of her eyes and looking down to the ground below made her feel even more dizzier. If she wasn't careful, she could ended up falling over the railings. Sarah swayed as the wind blew harder, holding onto the railings with one hand, the bottle of alcohol in the other. What an idiot she had been for believing that Jareth loved her. Who could ever love her? She was a failure and deserved to suffer.

As she took another drink, a strong gust of wind caught her and she toppled sideways, dropping the bottle to the ground below as she clung onto the railing to stop her from falling. She couldn't believe quickly things had turned so awful after feeling so elated. That would teach her to allow herself to be happy. She started to sob when a voice behind her made her jump.

"Sarah!"

Sarah turned round to be met with a very worried looking Jareth.

"What are you doing?" He asked, concerned.

Sarah looked at him, heart-broken. Why did he care what she was doing? He chose Katrianna over her.

"Go- go away, Jar- Jareth." She stammered through her tears, still holding onto the railings for dear life.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked surprised. He held out a hand to Sarah.

"Please, take my hand. Come away from the balcony." He said, almost desperately.

Sarah felt angry. Who did he think he was, telling her what to do, after he cheated on her?

"Oh, s-s-so now you ca-care about me," She spat angrily at him, more tears falling down her cheeks.

"You didn't seem to care when you were lo-locking lips with your p-precious Pixie Queen."

Sarah watched as his face fell.

"How did you know about that?" He asked in horror.

"Here's a little tip, you-your Majesty. When you wa-want to cheat on me, after le-leading me on and making me believe you loved me, do-don't carry it out in a place where anybody can just waltz in."

Jareth closed his eyes and sighed. His hand came up to pinch the bridge of his nose. When he looked back up at her his eyes were full of sorrow.

"Sarah, you have every right to be angry at me. But, please, come over here away from the balcony and let me explain."

Sarah turned her head and looked at the ground below. Why the hell should she believe a word Jareth told her?

A/N- Thank you for the fantastic reviews! They really do make me want to continue with this story, I appreciate each and every one. This chapter was a little darker, but I felt I wanted to mix it up a bit. Hope you enjoyed it. Sorry about the cliff-hanger (or should I say balcony-hanger ;)) Next part should be interesting. Thanks again, look forward to hearing from you.