"I wish…I wish…"

"What do you wish for, my dear," Jareth said to her as he kissed her neck, sending shivers throughout her body.

Sarah looked at him with desire in her eyes. They were in his chambers within the castle beyond the Goblin City. She could tell that he wanted her and she felt the heat within their passion rise.

"Are you going to make me force it out of you?" he teased, biting her ear.

"I wish…"

Sarah suddenly sat up and looked around her. She was in her childhood bed at her parent's house. Damn it. Not another dream. He was going too far. Sarah tossed her blanket to the side and got out of bed. She began to pace, furious at him for coming to her in her dreams again. This was the fourth dream this week in which he had made his appearance. Each one was steamier than the one before. In the five years since her adventures in the Labyrinth, she had had dreams of him. Now that she was back at her parent's house for the summer, they were coming more frequently. I need some air.

Sarah moved to the window and opened it, feeling the breeze wash over her hot skin. Looking out into the night, she thought about her latest dream. What was she about to wish for? Suddenly, movement caught her eye. She looked over to the tree and saw the owl looking at her. Sarah's blood rushed to her face in her fury. "Jareth!" she screamed at it. "Stop spying on me and stop trying to trick me into making a wish to you!" The owl just looked at her, making her even angrier. "You have no power over me! Be gone!" She watched as the owl spread it's white wings and flew away.

Oh the nerve of that man! Why in the hell can't he leave me alone. Sarah resumed her pacing. What was she going to do about this? She stopped pacing suddenly and sat back on the bed. She remembered what Hoggle had told her during his last visit when she had complained about Jareth's dream visits. She sighed, resignation clear on her face. There was only one way to stop his torment over her dreams. She would have to call to a higher power. She stood up and shivered. Here goes nothing…

"I wish that Her Majesty, The High Queen of the Underground was here, RIGHT NOW!"

A/N: As I sat there thinking about chapter four, I realized that I never put a note on the first chapter...so here I am...back at the beginning...

Just a small note about the story and my vision. As I was sitting there, reading all of the Labyrinth fan fic, this story just came to me. I wanted to give my own take on Fate and the sometimes funny ways she goes about getting things done. The movie was one of my favorites growing up. I always saw it as a story of a girl growing up to be a woman. Learning hard truths and facing hard choices. Throughout the movie, you can see Sarah maturing as she learns one life lesson after another. Jareth, on the other hand, is a spoiled, manipulative child. He loves something, wants something, and thinks he can have whatever he wants his way. I wanted this story to continue those life lessons as it's Jareth's turn to grow up.

Although this is not the first work of fiction I have done, it is my first foray into the world of Labyrinth. If you have any suggestions, I'll try hard to incorporate them. I'll try to keep the clichés to a minimum, but really, sometimes aren't they all part of the fun?

Disclaimer: As much as I wish, I don't own the characters within the Labyrinth.