Here is chapter ten for you all. I'm sorry for the wait - school took over my life.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth.

Chapter Ten – Why?

Bang!

Both Jareth and Sarah's heads turned up towards to the sky as thunder clapped above them. Dark clouds covered the blue sky, and almost instinctively both Jareth and Sarah looked at each other, each thinking the same thing.

Neither one said anything, instead just a mere look between the two. It had become some sort of a ritual to find cover when a storm started to form.

The rain quickly began to pour down, which made them more eager to find shelter. Given that they were in the woods, it would take them a while.

Finally, finding a place for shelter, they set up camp. Jareth made a roof (a blanket over a few branches of a tree) and produced some fruit and water.

Sarah sat down on her sleeping bag and reached for an apple. "You're not going to give me another dream, are you?" she asked with a small laugh.

However, Jareth did not laugh, he didn't even lift a finger. His face kept calm. "Who said it was a dream?" he asked in all seriousness.

Sarah took a moment to gaze at him. His face showed nothing, not giving her any indication that he was joking.

Sarah swallowed. "The ballroom wasn't a dream?" she asked him slowly.

Before he responded, Jareth leaned toward Sarah. His breath trailed against the side of her neck, and she once again tried to repress a shiver. Jareth smirked and reached behind her to grab a piece of fruit. He then moved back into his previous position.

"It... was not... a dream," he replied, taking a bite of a fresh, plump peach.

Sarah looked at him with wide eyes, forgetting about the apple she was eating.

"But... I woke up in the-" she tried to say. There was a pounding in her head; a headache. "And the worm...?" Sarah was now confused and started to question herself.

"It was all real," Jareth said after he took a bite of his peach. The sticky juice ran down his chin and he wiped it clean with the back of his hand.

Sarah made a soft gasp. "Even the... uh, dance?"

Jareth nodded. "All of it," he repeated softly, taking another bite, he never lifted his gaze from Sarah.

If Sarah had been standing, she would have been weak in the knees and wouldn't have been able to stand. Her head began to feel heavy and felt the urge to lie down.

"You…you… tried to… kiss me in the ballroom," she breathed, and then frowned. "And then, earlier this morning you did kiss me."

"Yes," Jareth said ever so softly that it could have been a whisper.

There was a pause between the two. Sarah looked away, and glanced at a tree.

"Why?" she asked after several minutes of silence, her gaze did not move.

Jareth did not reply right away. He took a few moments to study Sarah. Why did he kiss her?

He shrugged and gave his reply with a frown. "I guess it was just in the moment."

Sarah then turned to face Jareth. "In the moment?" she asked loudly. "Really?" she asked with a slight mocking tone.

"Hey," Jareth stood up and said. "I didn't hear any complaints from you, if anything, you're the one who kissed back, quite passionately, I might add," he retorted.

Sarah's chest rose up and down. "Wha-?" she stopped herself short and stood up as well. "If you must know, I was surprised," she replied, taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself. She looked beside her. "And like you said, it was in the moment."

They both sat back down on the sleeping bag. Sarah rummaged through her bag and reached for two water bottles.

"Want one?" she offered a bottle to Jareth, who nodded and took one.

It was relatively quiet in the cell. Toby and Sienna kept to their thoughts, both quite content in a comfortable silence, that was, until Sienna gasped and stood up.

"Oh my, why didn't I think of it before?" she exclaimed to herself, and slapped her forehead.

Toby's head whipped around and looked at Sienna. "What?" he asked.

Sienna started to pace. "If you can wish for things, why don't you wish for us to get out of here?" she stopped in front of Toby, looking down at him.

Toby's mouth dropped slightly, and he stood up. He then smiled. "Sienna, you are a genius!"

Sienna laughed loudly, but then suddenly stopped as she felt something soft on her lips. The feeling was brief. It took several moments to register, and when she finally did, she only felt cold air to her lips.

"Uh," was all Sienna could say, or comprehend at that moment in time.

Toby cocked his head and smiled at Sienna. "Was that your first?"

She blinked twice and finally understood. She made a small nod to Toby's question.

"Me too," Toby said, still smiling. "So," he started, his smile was now replaced with a serious look. "Your great idea?"

Sienna took a double take. "Oh, yeah. If you can wish for food and water, why not go up a level and try to open the cell door so we can escape?"

Toby bit his lip. "That could work," he said. "But… I don't know if I can do that. This whole wishing thing came so suddenly, I don't think I could open a cell door."

Sienna's shoulder's dropped, as did her brow. "You can at least try, you know?"

"I know," Toby replied quietly, and then closed his eyes. I wish to open the cell door.

He kept his eyes closed for a moment, and then opened them to see the cell door open (even just a crack), but alas, the door did not move an inch.

Sienna gave a loud, deep sigh. "It was worth a try."

Toby pursed his lips together as his brow furrowed. "Maybe, it needs to be a smaller step," he said, moments later, more to himself.

"What?" Sienna perked.

Toby turned to look at her. "Well, think about it. It might need to be a smaller wish, but something bigger than wishing for food and water, you see?"

Sienna nodded. "But, like what exactly?"

There was a slight pause in the air, until someone made a loud gasp.

Toby looked outside the cell before speaking. "I could try transporting myself from within the cell," he whispered.

Sienna smiled and felt so happy that she could help but let out a little squeal, and then ran into Toby's arms and hugged him tight. Toby let out a loud laugh.

She let go of him and moved back. "Go on, then," she said through her smile.

Toby nodded and closed his eyes. Please, please, let this work, he pleaded. Toby then imagined that he was floating a few inches off the ground like a feather in the wind. His head slightly swayed to the side as he felt so relaxed that he could have fallen asleep right then and there.

"Toby."

His eyes snapped open and Toby forgot where he was. He breathed in and slowly as he took in the sight in front of him. Sienna stared at him wide-eyed from the other side of the room. He looked to his left and then right, and noticed that he had transported himself…

"I did it," he whispered.

"What?" Sienna asked, walking over to him.

Toby swallowed and waited until Sienna was in front of him, and when she was, he leaned in and softly grazed his lips over hers. "I did it," he repeated against her lips.

Sienna smiled. "I know," she replied before leaning into him to return his kiss.

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