Disclaimer: I own nothing of Labyrinth but a DVD copy.

A lot had changed in the fifteen years since Sarah Williams ran the Labyrinth.

She was currently making a modest living as the co-owner of a local bookstore called the Page Maze, had recently paid off her student loans and bought a used silver Honda Accord.

"An' Sawa! An' Sawa!" Little Michael yelled as he toddled over to her and grabbed her knees. "Stowy 'bout gobins!"

"Gobins, gobins, gobins! Labinth!" His sister, Madeline, chanted excitedly.

Oh, and she was an aunt.

Two years ago, Toby had gotten his best friend pregnant.

It had been quite a shock.

He and Samantha had been inseparable since pre-school and were still managing to keep their relationship strong. They currently had plans to get married after graduation.

It certainly hadn't been easy and they were luckier than some.

Samantha's parents had kicked her out of their house and hadn't spoken to her since. They'd even moved to Boston three months before the birth.

Thankfully, Irene and Robert Williams had taken the opposite approach and opened their home to the poor girl.

Seven months later, Samantha and Toby became the proud parents of twins! Michael and Madeline Williams.

I don't know what we would do without you. Sarah remembered her step-mother saying to her the day she moved back into her parents' house.

Her father had suffered a massive heart attack barely a month after the babies came and Irene had to move her and her husband's bedroom into the downstairs guestroom as a precaution. With her hands full with Robert and her legal secretary duties, no one could help Toby and Samantha with the new-born twins, so her step-daughter came home to help out.

She'd moved into her parents' former bedroom since Samantha and Toby were staying in her old room. Toby's room had been converted into a nursery.

She had volunteered to stay home with the kids during the day so Toby and Samantha could go to school. Once they came home at three, she'd head to the Page Maze and take over the night shift from her partner and college friend, Lucy, and close the store at ten.

This schedule also allowed her parents to keep their jobs without any hassles.

Presently, it was Sunday night and she was babysitting again. The bookstore was closed, her parents were at the movies, and Samantha and Toby were next door at a friend's birthday party.

"Stowy! Stowy! Stowy!" Michael begged impatiently.

Sarah laughed and stroked the boy's sandy-blonde hair.

"I'll read it to you when it's time to go night-night. Are you two monsters ready for night-night?"

"NO! No ni'-ni'!" The twins shouted together.

Sarah leaned back into her rocking chair and sipped her warm lemon tea with an amused grin as Michael crawled back to his sister and continued to play on the bedroom floor.

She loved reading The Labyrinth to the kids every night before bed-time. It was their favorite book.

Her emerald eyes grew sad.

It had been a long time since she'd called upon her friends. She'd been so swamped with college and then work and now her niece and nephew, it was difficult to find the time for even a short visit.

Hell, she barely had time for a human social life! When was the last time she'd gone out for drinks with Lucy? Or had a date for that matter?

Sighing heavily, she turned her head to gaze at her reflection in her vanity mirror.

She knew she'd have to contact them real soon. She missed them all terribly: Hoggle, Sir Didymus, Ludo, and Jar-

No! She snapped mentally in her head jerking her head forward and clenching her eyes shut. You can't think that way. You can't think about him!

Unfortunately, it was rather hard not to, at the moment.

Michael and Madeline were currently not much older than Toby was when their aunt's little adventure started and it was raining cats and dogs outside, just like before.

Sarah glanced nervously at the wet darkness behind the balcony doors before jumping at her nephew's sudden scream.

"Gimme, Maddy! Mine!" Michael was pulling on one end of a stuffed rabbit with a green ribbon around its neck.

"Uh-uh!" Madeline protested and yanked hard on the other end of the toy, causing her brother to lose his grip and the ribbon to slip off.

"Hey you two, play nice or I won't read you the goblin story." Sarah warned sternly.

Neither twin seemed to have heard her.

Madeline squeezed the toy in her arms as Michael got to his feet and glared daggers at his sister before he opened his mouth.

"Wish gobins come take you 'way!"

"MICHAEL, NO!" Sarah shrieked as the lights went out.

Her tea cup hit the floor, spilling the liquid all over the carpet and the thunder crashed as she dove for Madeline, knocking the rocking chair over in the process.

A flash of lightning brightened the room for a quick second, but all she held in her hands was the stuffed rabbit.

Her niece was gone.

Then she heard it, the sound of muffled, in-human cackling.

Whirling around, Sarah gathered Michael into her arms and clutched him tight to her chest.

It was fifteen years ago all over again.

The thunder rumbled and the lightning flashed.

She could hear them scurrying about the furniture, she could see their dark shapes just in her periphery of her vision. She spun around in circles, trying in vain to pinpoint their location.

Another crack of thunder shook the room and she froze as Michael suddenly pointed behind her to the balcony doors.

"Gobin King!"

A/N: Check the link in my profile for a friends of mine's fan art for the story!