A/N: I can't believe how well-received this story has been! You guys are awesome and I thank you for all of your support. However, I have to end the story with this last chapter update. This story and the support I've received with it has helped me cope with my own problems and I hope it has given you some hope, that it made you strive to find your own happily ever after.

So for now, he's the short and sweet final chapter…

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The Story of Us

Samantha wandered around the gardens, trying not to think about the little hallucinations that were following her around. She didn't want to think about how she'd been having more hallucinations than usual and how they were becoming so mean to her. Especially the one that had returned with a new harsher attitude…Eddie. All she wanted was to think of her future in the Underground, but Eddie was persistent.

"I am not a fat ass, Eddie," Samantha insisted, turning to look at him. "That's not a very nice thing to say…No…Jareth doesn't think I am a fat ass. Go away."

Of course Eddie didn't listen to her. He never really had before, not even when he was a comic relief in her life. That was years ago. She missed the funny Eddie.

"No Eddie!" Samantha snapped. "I am not going to hurt anyone! Go away or I'll poke the voices with a Q-tip again and blame it on you! Now go away."

Eddie fell silent, only snickering and floating around her.

Samantha rolled her eyes and pulled a purple rose off a bush, sniffing it lightly. "Hello Jareth," she whispered without turning around.

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Jareth had watched Samantha wander around the gardens through a crystal ball, waiting for her to have a semi-lucid moment. It seemed like Eddie, her more prominent hallucination, was giving her a hard time for awhile. He was proud of how she was handling the situation. With grace and calm, except for the threats she made towards Eddie. When she stopped talking to Eddie, Jareth appeared behind her.

"Samantha," Jareth said in greeting. "There is something I must discuss with you…"

Samantha turned to face him and smiled slightly, holding out the rose. "For the bitter and sweet…"

Jareth reached out to touch the rose, but it turned into a purple butterfly and flew away. Samantha giggled when he caught hold of her hand. He held it as they started walking around the garden, skin on skin.

"Samantha, it's been a year since you came to live with me in the Underground," Jareth began.

"It's been that long?" Samantha asked, looking up at him. He nodded. "It feels so much shorter than that…even with the extra two hours in the day."

"It is but a moment in time for me," Jareth agreed. "Each moment as special as the next..."

"I'm nineteen now, going on twenty," Samantha commented quietly. "Where did the time go?" She looked out at the fairies floating around the garden. "How is your father?"

"Busy, but obviously not busy enough to stay out of my affairs," Jareth commented. "He thinks I should have already been married with heirs on the way."

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Samantha let the silence fall between them. The witch that had slept with Jareth a year ago, had not been able to become pregnant. Jareth said it was because the Goddess did not want an heir to come from such a horrible person. Samantha silently thanked his Goddess, but thanked her God with a little more happiness. The thought of having Jareth forced to marry a witch was not something she wanted to think about.

"Well, I suppose you should get married as soon as possible," Samantha said quietly. "There are plenty of eligible women out there."

Jareth turned to face her with slight annoyance in his eyes. "I will not marry anyone except for you, Samantha. I thought you knew how I feel about you."

Samantha nodded and stared at his amulet. "I do, but your father doesn't like me, does he? Or is that how he is around any human-Changeling?"

"Yes."

The Changeling rolled her eyes. She still hadn't gotten used to Jareth's lack of answering questions directly or at all. And she had known him for years now. She sighed and turned her face away from him.

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Jareth knew he was annoying her and regretted it after all she had done for him. He cupped her chin with his hand and gently turned her face so that it was facing him again. Her green eyes looked up into them and Jareth felt himself being pulled into it as if they were magnets and he, metal. A soft smile graced his face as he looked at her inner beauty that shone through her outer beauty.

She'll never know how much she affects me with just a simple look, Jareth thought, holding her close to him.

"Samantha," he said quietly. "I do not care what my father thinks about you. You are my beautiful dreamer. My best friend. The light of my world. That's all that should matter to you." He placed a tender kiss against her lips. "Do not think about my father."

The little dreamer nodded in agreement. "As you wish."

Jareth pulled a crystal ball out of thin air and placed it on her palm, gently putting his hand over it. When he pulled his hand away, a silver ring laid gleaming against her pale skin. Samantha gasped quietly.

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"Jareth!" Samantha stared at the ring as he plucked it off her palm. "What –what are you doing?"

"The right thing," Jareth commented, getting down on one knee.

He took hold of her left hand and looked up at her. Samantha put a hand over her mouth, staring down at him in awe. She couldn't believe this was happening.

"Samantha Marie…you are my saving grace, the love of my life…" Jareth said slowly. "I do not deserve you after everything that I've done wrong to you in this life, but I cannot be without you. You make me the happiest man in all the worlds we've visited together and I hope I make you just as happy. The story of us can finally open a new chapter if you want this as badly as I do." He held the ring up. "Will you become my Queen?"

Samantha nodded and felt her eyes grow wet. "Yes, Jareth. Yes!"

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A/N: I know this was short, but I hope you can handle that. I hope you'll review and look upon your fellow man with new eyes. The people like me who have disabilities are just like those without disabilities. We hurt. We love. And we win our happiness. Please review and thanks again for all your support. Remember… There can never be a more beautiful you. ~ Scarlet