I have been dreaming of this story for a long time. I've just been afraid to write it because I am so much better at thinking up ideas then writing them down. I have rewritten this chapter about four time so far. Many ideas from this story come from my own day dreams of Jareth (*sigh!) and from my own life. Enjoy! P.S. I heart reviews!

I do not own any characters from labyrinth :(

"You have no power over me!" Sarah screamed as she sat straight up in her bed. Sarah then groggily opened her eyes and looked at the clock. 3:13 AM "How am I ever going to get back to sleep now?" Sarah wondered. She laid her head back down and sighed.

Her life had changed quite a bit in the last eight years, as one might expect. No longer was she a spoiled teenager who thought of no one but herself. She was now 23 and a college graduate. Sarah never wanted to fully escape her childhood, so she thought that the natural college major for her was early childhood/elementary education. This way, childhood would always play an important role in her life. She was now a preschool teacher, and she loved every minute of it. She was also now at peace with her parents and especially Toby. They admired how quickly she matured without losing her true identity. She was happy in life, but she knew that something was missing. Something was not quite right.

Life was not exactly a smooth ride after Sarah's adventure in the labyrinth. She felt a sort of void deep in her soul. She filled her life with mindless one night stands. Sarah knew that she was not old enough for sex, but she did not care. She was determined to fill that painful void. By the age of seventeen, Sarah had gotten her first tattoo. She got two more within a year. She felt that it was therapeutic. Sarah was a very good student both in high school and in college, but she also like to party a little too much. Sarah drank quite heavily at these parties and she even began smoking pot. After more than five years of this life style, Sarah took a good, long look at her life. She finally came to the realization that her lifestyle choice did not fill the void. If anything, they were quite destructive. Her behavior attracted the wrong kind of men. Of course, there was only one man who could actually fill that void.

She thought often about that fateful night when she wished away baby Toby. She was completely stressed out and hurting. Sarah truly never wanted anything bad to happen to her brother. She just needed some peace in a turbulent life. She remembered how her heart raced when she first saw Him. This was no ordinary stranger standing before her with fascinating golden hair and imposing clothing. It was Jareth, King of the Goblins.

Was her heart racing because of fear or something else? She could not even answer that. There was something about his imposing stature that took her breath away. Perhaps, it was those seemingly gorgeous mismatched eyes. Though Sarah did shake from fear at that moment, she did not want to take her eyes off of his. She thought often about the original offer Jareth presented her: her baby brother for her dreams. Was he serious? For a quick second, Sarah thought that it might be worth it to have her dreams, but even that was far too selfish for her.

She thought about her journey through the labyrinth, the creatures she met, and the riddles imparted to her. Were they all truly for her to earn back her brother? Maybe it was all for something much more, but what? Then of course, there was the ball. Sarah knew it was nothing more than a hallucination, but there was something so real about it. Sarah recalled staring into his hauntingly mismatched eyes and trembling. This time she was sure it was not fear that caused her to tremble because her heart trembled as well. Sarah often wondered if the feelings from this hallucination were real. The part Sarah hated to recall was her final showdown with Jareth. She was far too young and naïve at the time to truly understand what Jareth offered her. It was not simply her dreams; it was his heart. Sarah remembered the look of defeat in his eyes when she declared, "You have no power over me." If she had looked a bit closer, she would have noticed that the look was not that of defeat, it was heartbreak. She wondered if she would ever see those eyes again.

Sarah often thought about her friends from her journey. She truly missed Hoggle, Ludo, Didymus, and even Ambrosious. She kept in touch with them through her mirror for a time after her trip, but like many friendships through life, Sarah grew apart from them. At least that's what Sarah told herself. She knew her friends did not like the choices Sarah was making in her life, but they were all far too nice to say anything. Though she would not say it, Sarah was embarrassed for her friends to know about her bad lifestyle choices. She began to contact them less and less so that they no longer had to see how her life was going down a dark path. She missed them every time she thought about them.

These were the thoughts that ran through her mind during yet another sleepless night.