Trapped Soul

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters from Labyrinth! I don't own David Bowie or his facial expressions either.

Chapter 7

"Sarah do you know where baby goblins come from?" Sarah was taken aback by the question. She was not totally sure of the answer.

"Um…the same place human ones come from?" she answered unsurely.

"Correct" said Jareth. "ALL baby goblins were once human babies."

(OvO)

"WHAT!?" exclaimed Sarah. That was not what she had meant to say, what she had meant to say was that they were conceived in the same manner. She knew that babies taken by goblins were turned into goblins, but she had never thought that this was their sole means of reproduction. Sarah looked around her at the swarming crowd of goblins.

'To think that everyone of them was an unwanted baby, each one might have had a promising future.' She thought somberly.

"Yes." Said Jareth as though he had read her mind. "You see Sarah, goblins can not reproduce."

"If that's true then when did the goblin race start? Where did all this come from? I know you were not always the Goblin King. Was there something like your position before you ran the Labyrinth?" Sarah's mind filled with many questions and she thirsted for the answers. Jareth raised his hand to silence her.

"Sarah, that is a conversation for another day. For now try to put it out of your mind. The answers will come." He began to walk away from Sarah, but she did not notice. Sarah couldn't put it out of her mind. She for some reason had always assumed that things had always been as they were now. Which once she thought about it was impossible, for the only thing that stayed the same was change. Sarah became lost in her own mind. She was so preoccupied that she didn't seem to notice or care that Jareth had returned for her and was leading her by the hand through the crowd of goblins like a shopping mother. She did not respond when he held up a pattern for her to judge, or when he started to put different types of jewelry up to her face. Finally they reached the Gates of the Goblin City. There, Jareth's heavily armed entourage was left to wait. Jareth gave them a few last minute instructions then left them so he could take Sarah back to the castle. Once they were safely way from the crowded bazaar Jareth tried to snap Sarah out of what other zone she had gone to.

"So Sarah what did you think of the Bazaar?"

"It was nice." She replied half-heartedly. The questions running through her head would not stop. Not giving up Jareth tried again.

"I ordered a dress for you, did you like the pattern?"

"Yeah." She answered off handedly. Jareth rolled his eyes and rubbed his temple with his fingers, he could feel a headache coming on. This was not going anywhere near the way that he had planned it. Jareth lead Sarah through one of the side streets to avoid the Bazaar, and then it hit them. The air was filled with a musty, unpleasant and pungent odor, Jareth snapped his hands to cover his nose and mouth.

"Oh god!" exclaimed Sarah, she had come back to earth (or Underground) finally. "What is that smell?!" she too covered her nose and mouth against the smell. They both hurried away from the area until they could no longer smell it, whatever it was. Once they could both breathe again in relative comfort Jareth answered her question.

"That, Sarah, is the smell of goblin love." Sarah was quiet a moment or too then said.

"You mean a couple of goblins were?"

"Yes, That is the smell goblins excrete when they are having sex. It's supposed to be an aphrodisiac to them. However it smells so bad to other races that ancient Labyrinth law banned intercourse between goblins more then three millennia ago. Of course they still have sex they are just supposed to feel really bad about it afterwards."

Sarah was puzzled.

"I thought you said that goblins couldn't reproduce?"

"They can't, they are a barren race, but that's not going to stop a pair from enjoying themselves now is it?"

Sarah stopped short then looked at Jareth raising an eyebrow.

"Your not a goblin, um I mean your something else right?"

"Of course I am not a goblin, I already told you before that I was Sidhe."

Sarah breathed a small sigh of relief.

"Ok, good, I mean good to know."

Jareth smiled evilly.

"Why do you ask? Afraid that you would have to suffer that smell up close someday?"

Sarah shot a scalding look at the Goblin King; Jareth would later swear that he felt his eyebrows burn a little.

"No, because that will, never, ever, happen, EVER!" with that she stomped off back to the castle.

Jareth was left behind slightly stunned at how scary Sarah was when she got really mad. His ego was also slightly hurt by her sudden out burst. The only thing that could have made the evening any worse then it had been would be if someone had been watching.

"You really pissed her off mate." said a voice from around Jareth's kneecap. Jareth looked down and was mortified to find that there were no less then four goblins gathered around him watching. Jareth kicked the nearest one across the street and the rest fled.

Jareth watched Sarah disappear around a far off bend in the road. He took a deep breath then regretted it a moment later when the familiar smell of goblin love filled his nostrils. He hurried away from the area and made for the Goblin City Gate.

Jareth's hunting party was still waiting there for him. They had prepared everything that they would need for the night's hunt. With the help of his warriors Jareth was dressed in black armor and he was handed his sword reverently. He had not held it in over 500 years and it had been longer still since he had used it for such bloody deeds as would be done that night.

"Remember,' Jareth said solemnly, not looking back at the group. 'You do this for the lives of your future children. Remember no mercy and no regret." The goblins nodded soberly then followed Jareth towards the dark forest.

(OvO)

Sarah noticed after some time that she was alone. It seemed Jareth had other plans that evening and they didn't involve her.

'Good,' she thought 'he needs to stop acting so damn sure of himself when he's around me' When Sarah reached the castle she stood at the top of the stairs and waited. However after Jareth did not appear, she sat down on the parapets and watched the square.

'That fountain is really too much. It doesn't help that all the little guys on it look like Hoggle.' Sarah continued to wait, but when the sun (at least it looked like the sun) started to set she used her key to go to her room. Sarah looked in her wardrobe and found a white pair of flannel PJ's with the Key symbol on the breast pocket. She went to her balcony and sat on the edge of the railing, letting her feet dangle in the air. Sarah watched the city below but still there was no sign of the Goblin King.

'I hope I didn't say something that really upset him?' she worried. As it got darker Sarah noticed something strange about the city. It was completely quiet; there was not a single whisper of life. She figured that goblins would be even more active at night then during the day time but that did not seem to be the case tonight. The stillness was deafening, when suddenly the quiet was shattered. A roar of pain and rage rose from the Labyrinth and consumed the night. Sarah could feel the hair on the back of her neck rise as the roar became louder and more pain filled. Then as swiftly as the roar had started it was cut off in one moment. Then the night was once more silent, but it did not last for long. Soon many more roars and cries could be heard throughout the night. Each one was silenced as swiftly as it had been raised and each time Sarah could feel her blood turn to ice. Finally unable to take the sounds any longer she went inside and closed the doors to the balcony. But that did not muffle the sound. She piled her pillows on top of her head in a vain effort but that only made it harder to breathe; finally she just wrapped a blanket around her ears and tried to fall asleep.

Sleep that night was impossible and at best Sarah only managed a half sleep where she could feel the world of her dreams hovering just behind her eyelids. Finally the sun began to creep in to her dream veiled visions, another day had begun. Sarah crawled out of her bed and opened the doors to her balcony. It was still very quiet, but some how the air felt different, like a cloud had been hanging over everything and now it was gone. Sarah headed for the door and walked very quickly to the castle door. There was a goblin sound asleep prostrated on the floor in front of the huge doors. Sarah nudged him gently with her foot, he snarled something nasty at her then fell asleep again.

"Oh for the love of Mike!" said Sarah "Wake up!" she kicked the goblin in his side, that seemed to work better.

"Oh, yes sir! I mean Missy!" He stood at attention then his face flap slammed down on his long nose.

"Did the King come back last night?" she asked.

"No Missy." Said the guard in a pained voice.

"Thank you. Um…at ease" with those words he made himself comfortable on the floor and fell asleep. Sarah stepped over him and went out into the city.

Sarah had neglected to put shoes or proper clothes on but since there was nobody out on the street she didn't really care. What she did care about after walking down the main street was her feet. She kept stubbing her toes on things that were not even there. She moved quickly towards the City Gate, she climbed up it, using the stairs by the door. She found a good vantage spot then sat down and made herself comfortable. The sun was almost up now, it reminded her of how it looked the first time she saw the Labyrinth. Behind her the city was beginning to wake up, Sarah could hear the hacking a wheezing of the older goblins, as well as the cart pushers moving things into place to begin the day's Bazaar. Sarah then noticed something walking out of the Forest. It was a ragged and battle weary group of goblins. In thier midst walked Jareth looking just as battle worn, and tussled as the rest of the goblins. Sarah stayed perfectly still and waited for them to get closer.

Jareth spotted Sarah a few moments later. He then did something Sarah had only seen once before; he changed his shape! To Sarah it looked like the air wavered and distorted him so she could no longer make out his features. Then when the air cleared around him only an owl was left, and a very large one at that. It took off and flew right at her, just before it reached her, the air wavered again and Jareth once more was himself. He landed lightly on the stone parapet in front of her. He squatted down with his hand on his chin and studied her.

"Sarah, it was very thoughtful of you to wait for me, you know you didn't have too." Sarah stood up; Then Jareth stepped down from the parapet.

"Well when you didn't follow after me yesterday, I…well, what I meant to say…ah jeez. Look if I hurt your feelings yesterday, I'm sorry. I over reacted. Do you forgive me?"

Jareth was totally stunned beyond words, almost, He had completely forgotten about what Sarah had said to him. He had not realized that his not saying anything had caused Sarah to feel such anxiety. The knowledge that he had gained another iota of control over Sarah almost made him feel better. He had been clearing out the true monsters of the Labyrinth all night and even remembering it made his stomach turn. He was not even sure that he had gotten them all, only time would tell. He would have to send out patrols to protect any human runners.

"So what was all that last night?" asked Sarah earnestly, she was studying his bloodied armor and the sword at his waist. She was not totally surprised that he would be wearing the armor of the Black Knight.

"Hunting very dangerous monsters," He said simply, Sarah looked at him waiting for a fuller explanation, but none was forthcoming. "As you can see Sarah I am a little ragged at the moment so I shall have to leave you now." He walked past her, she did not turn around, and he then jumped up onto the parapet behind her and said. "If you need me I shall be in the bath room for the next few hours." Sarah turned to look at him.

"I don't think I will, I'm going out today and exploring." As Sarah finished her sentence Jareth once more took on his owl form and fluttered up to her and landed lightly on her shoulder. Sarah was not comfortable around birds to begin with; it took all her will power not to run from the heeby jeebies running up and down her spin.

"Have a good time." said the owl. He nipped her ear then flew off towards the castle. The second he was gone; Sarah felt her body go all shivery and she did a small "Shoo Dance" (You know like if you have had spiders crawling up your arms and back). Once she had that out of her system she used her key to make a quick trip to her room and get her shoes. She didn't feel like changing into her clothes for some reason. She shortly found herself once more wandering through Junk Land. Instead of heading towards the Forest, Sarah headed away from it. She saw a few Junk Collectors wandering from hill to hill, but they paid her no mind. After she had been walking about fifteen minutes she could see a rise in the land. As she got closer she noticed that the sky was getting darker. She turned to see if the rest of the clouds were moving, but they weren't the darkness was only centered above the hill. She could make out few details from a distance but when she got closer she could begin to see more. Surrounding the hill was a bent and rusted wrought iron fence. The air was getting cooler and Sarah could see the of lightning hitting the dead trees. When she reached the gate she beheld the Goblin Graveyard.

Well thank you all for being patient with me, even though I was late updating. That was Chapter 7. The bit about the goblin sex was from Brian Froud and Terry Jones' Book. Look it up. The first time I read it I cried, because I was laughing so hard. I said to myself I have to use this in my story. Jareth Telling Sarah about Goblin reproduction, how could I not? Also I was so happy upon receiving so many reviews on my blooper reel I jumped out of my chair in did a happy dance.

Thank You Everyone!

notwritten: Thank you I have started working on Out Takes part 2

maskedpainter: I'm glad you liked that reel so much I had to admit I was not sure if you guys would like them, I wasn't even sure that they were funny enough. Thank you so much.

PrincessDestinee: I'm happy that you have picked my story, thank you for the review.

DemonicSymphony: Yeah I know Sting just always seemed right somehow.

Ketta: Thank you I am glad you liked them.

MyLostDreams: I'm happy that you like my portrayal of Jareth and Sarah I had to watch the movie a few times plus the commentaries. I think I got it pretty accurate.

XinnLajin: I'm sorry you didn't like my out takes but I will still be writing them.

DF here I am hiding out in the book room, remember inside the grumpy mountain? Well Anyway I like the books in here they have a good sense of humor. Well I hope that I can stay here for a little while with out Sarah or Jareth finding me. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

Meanwhile

Sarah and Jareth are walking back to the throne room and they are both soaking wet from being flushed.

Sarah: She could be anywhere now.

Jareth: No she can't. No room in the Castle is safe for her anymore, plus my goblins saw her run out the front door a few hours ago.

Sarah: And they didn't go after her?!

Jareth: well they are only goblin Sarah and besides she had some bubble wrap and tossed it to every goblin she past on the way out. This will be distracting them for days.

Sarah looked around at the happily distracted goblins.

Sarah: If she is not here then we have to go out into the Labyrinth and look for her. Remember so long as she is free our lives are under her control.

Suddenly both Sarah and Jareth turned towards the door. They could hear a soft chanting.

It sounded like "clean must clean everything's dirty, dirty floor."

Jareth: Oh no.

Sarah: Mōp Rite.

Jareth: we have to get out of here before he tries to clean us both!

Sarah and Jareth squish and slosh there way out of the throne room towards dryer clothes.