AN: CHAPTER TEN HOLY SHIT. This one… I don't know how its going to go… but, im going to try to make it as sad and emotional as possible :'(

Chapter Ten:

The wind pushed Sarah towards him, but she held her ground and stood staring up into Jareth's magnificent eyes. He held onto the door knob, and his body blocked her from entering. He was dressed as usual, to impress, everything looked normal about him to Sarah. But as she stared into his magnificent eyes, she could see that something was missing. He looked tired, unseen wrinkles now appeared beside his eyes. Instead of the shock she waited to swipe onto his face, he stared at her in annoyance.

They didn't speak to each other, she waited for him to say something, anything. He didn't, and slowly with a sigh, he turned to close the door.

"Wait!" Sarah's hand slaps onto the door to keep it from shutting. He glares at her. "Please Jareth, say something, I have come back to you!"

His mouth opens to say something, but he looks behind her at the Goblin City. His face covers with sorrow, tears come to his eyes and he turns to walk away.

Sarah quickly closes the door and runs to catch Jareth by the shoulder. "Please, why are you acting like this? Are you mad that I have come back?" Sadness roles off of her voice.

He slowly turns around to stare deeply into her eyes. She gasps as he puts his fingers to her cheek. She waits for him to bring his lips to her mouth, her eyes close, but her thirst is not quenched. "Why can't you leave me alone?" Her eyes snap open. He tenderly caresses her cheek, with a soft smile on his face.

"Jareth?" She says his name, coaxing him out of the state he put himself in.

"I want you, so badly. No, I don't want you, I want HER." He swipes his hand off her cheek, and frowns at the reaction he gets from her. Sarah looks at him with pity, wanting to comfort him with touches and kisses.

"Who Jareth, who do you want?" She stares at him with confusion. He smiles again as he replies.

"I want Sarah, of course."

"Jareth… I am Sarah." She moves into him and puts her hands to his chest. He wraps his arms around her waist, and bends his head to inhale the scent of her hair.

"No, I want the real Sarah, I want to have her forever mine… I don't want to dream anymore." He hides his face in her hair as he speaks.

"What are you talking about? It's me, Sarah. You're not dreaming, it's really me, Jareth!" She puts his face in her hands, and stares into his eyes, pleading for him to realize who she is.

"No, you always say that, you can't be her." He puts his face to her hair again, and pulls her closer against himself. He pushes her hair away, and lightly kisses her neck, sending shivers down Sarah's spine. "Why would the real Sarah come back to me? After I hurt her so. I didn't mean to… but how can I resist, having her here finally, how was I not to force myself upon her?"

Sarah pets his blonde hair, and gently kisses his head, his lips still on her neck. "Jareth, darling, I forgive you. There is no need to dwell on our past, forget about everything, let us start anew."

"You have never spoken like this before." His voice is muffled in her neck.

"Because it is me, Jareth! It is Sarah!" She pushes him away, his face shocked with her outburst. She slowly walks towards him, her face certain, and intent on changing his mind.

"You listen to me Goblin King! It is really me, I have spoken to your boss, or whatever he is, your king. He says I can stay here with you, forever. I have come back to be with you, my family, they have… passed away. I have no reason to live in the other world, but I have reason here. I love you Jareth. Now snap out of it!" She stands before him, her fists clenched, and her eyes daring him to deny her.

He stares at her, unmoving. Slowly his mouth opens, and his eyes fill with tears. His hand moves to grab her, but he pulls it back, still uncertain. His eyes move up and down her body, weighing the option of her being real, or a dream.

Slowly, his face goes from uncertain, to shocked. "Are you… You are Sarah! Aren't you?" His eyes wide, he slowly comes towards her to circle his arms around her waist. She stares up at him, a look of expectation on her face.

Jareth still had the look of shock, but he wills himself to speak. "You've come back to me." Sarah slowly nods.

Jareth touches Sarah's chin, and lifts it up to stare deep into her blue eyes. Her hands slither up to encircle his neck, and Jareth's grip tightens around her waist. Their bodies press against each other, their hearts in rhythm, they smile at each other. Jareth's smile shows a look of victory, and Sarah has a subtly sexy look on her face, a look she never before has shown him.

"I never thought you would come back. I thought you… hated me." He said.

"I thought I hated you. My family's death made me realize… I didn't." Her reply makes him smile.

"You said you loved me." He grins from ear to ear. Sarah loses her smile and her head falls onto his chest as she groans. She begins to laugh, the noise muffled in Jareth's shirt. He lifts her head up to face him. Both their eyes showed what they wanted.

Jareth inclined his head with Sarahs, and slowly, very slowly, he moves his head so their mouths were an inch apart. His mouth smelt like mint, and hers like strawberries. His lips press against hers. Slowly he kisses her tender lips, and she kisses him back. Never before has she willingly kissed Jareth.

His tongue slips out and Sarah opens her mouth. Their lips lock together as his tongue darts in and out. Her hands hold onto his hair, preventing him from leaving her embrace. His hands roam up and down her white blouse and blue jeans, feeling every curve.

Jareth pulls his mouth away from hers, and begins to kiss her neck. Sarah unbuttons his shirt, and pulls it off of him, revealing a hard, pale muscular chest. His beauty made her gasp, and him chuckle in her hair. Jareth grabs her shirt, and pulls it open, making the buttons rip off. Her bra exposed, he leans down to kiss her breasts. Sarah pulls his head back up and kisses him passionately with all her might.

"I want you, Jareth." She says to him. He smiles devilishly, and lifts her up. He kisses her as he walks towards the elevator. Before Sarah knows it, they are in his beautifully coloured room.

Jareth places her on the bed, and falls on top of her. They passionately touch each other, as Sarah slowly takes off her pants.

"I want you now, Jareth." She whispers in his ear as she presses him to her.

"Patience, darling." He kisses her. She grabs at his hair, and when she removes her hand, a big clump of blonde locks come with it.

"Jareth!" She screams. Throwing the hair away.

"What?" He asks. "What's wrong?" Panic strikes his face.

"Your hair." She shows him the fallen hair.

"Oh." He chuckles, and reaches up to his head, and rips off a big patch, leaving half of his head bald.

Sarah scream and scrambles out from under him. "What is wrong with you?" She shouts.

He slithers up to her, resting his hand on her knee. She stares down at him, his head a shock to look at. "Nothing is wrong with me, darling."

"Yes it is! Your hair!" He laughs and pulls out the rest of his beautiful blonde hair. Sarah screams and tries jumping off the bed, but Jareth grabs her and pulls her under him. Sarah closes her eyes, refusing to see her lover's bald head. She can feel him kissing her neck as she screams and tries to get free. She realizes there is no use fighting, and goes limp.

He holds onto her wrists, which are positioned over her head. He stops kissing her, and for minutes Sarah can sense him staring at her, waiting for her to open her eyes.

Sarah can not take it any longer, and with a big gust of air, she opens her eyes. Above her was a creature that she could only ever meet in her worst nightmare. Straddling her was Jareth, she presumed, but not him exactly. All he was was skin and bones, nothing more than a skeleton. Instead of his brilliant blue eyes, pitch black stones were between his lids.

Sarah let out one big scream. She tried to move, but couldn't. It was as if she was paralyzed.

"Shut up!" Monster Jareth let out a powerful yell that shook the room. Sarah lay under him in fear, waiting for him to speak once more.

He did not say anything, just stared at her with a blank expression, as blank as his black eyes. "Jareth, what is wrong with you?" She asks him.

Jareth moves his head from side to side, every movement making his bones crack and squeak. "What is wrong with me? Nothing is wrong with me. Everything is wrong with you. Why are you even here. I hate you." He spits as he talks, and Sarah can only lay unmoving.

"Jareth… please. You need help." She quietly whispers.

"I need help?" He laughs out in a loud bark. "You need help, yes, you really do need help." He twitches his body as he talks, and it seems like every movement he makes, his bones dislocate.

"Why do I need help?" She cries.

He brings his lips to her ears, and whispers to her. "You didn't think it would be THAT easy, did you?"

His words make Sarah jump. She realizes what he means as panic comes over her. Before she can say anything, Jareth jumps off of her. In one fluid motion he loses all of his skin, and falls onto the bed in a heap of bones.

All she can do is stare at the bones in front of her. She wishes her body to move and run away, but she has lost complete control. Finally she gains her voice, and lets out a startling scream of terror. She gets louder, and louder, when finally she reaches a pitch able to break glass, and she passes out.

She wakes up on her tear streaked pillow.

Next chapter will be the last.