*Disclaimer* I do not own the wonderful world of the Labyrinth or any of its inhabitants. I do however own the idea for this story.

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"Hello?"

"Hello, is David there?"

"He can't come to the phone right now, can I take a message?"

*sigh* "I guess. Tell him that Veronica called and that I can't wait to see him again tonight."

"And you're sure you have the right number?"

"Of course I'm sure! I've been calling David for the past 3 months, why would I suddenly not remember the number of my fiancé?"

"Your fiancé?"

"Ugh! Just tell him I'll be waiting for him at the Hotel he reserved for us at 7. Can you do that little girl?"

Little gir… oooooh that condescending little… "Oh you have my personal guarantee that David will get this message loud and clear."

*click*

"Well goodbye to you too… you jerk."

Sarah closed her "former" fiancé's cell phone and carelessly tossed it onto the coffee table.

"What was that noise babe?" David called while coming out of the bathroom of their apartment.

"Oh it was nothing, just the signal for you to start packing." Sarah calmly replied while sitting on the sofa thumbing through the newest edition of Cosmo.

"Oh ok….wait what?" David asked.

Sarah dog-eared the page she was on before slowly closing the magazine and setting it beside her.

"I said it's time for you to start packing."

David stood there looking at Sarah dumbfounded.

"Why would I need to start packing Sarah?"

Sarah stood up gracefully before looking David in the eye with a cold, cruel stare that caused him to shiver.

"I would have thought it obvious David" Sarah calmly responded.

At his continued feigned innocent expression she continued.

"You could not have forgotten about your hot rendezvous with Victoria…"

"Veronica" David corrected without thinking. "Um, I mean…"

"I don't care what her name is." Sarah interrupted while still remaining eerily calm. "The only thing that I am concerned about at the moment is your continued presence in my apartment."

"Babe, you're getting riled up over nothing, Veronica is nothing but a friend. I'm just going to help her remove…"

"Her clothing?" Sarah finished for him.

"No I was going to say her broken TV." David tried to lie.

Sarah's hazel eyes seemed to flash emerald for a second before she suddenly folded her arms across her chest and smirked.

"I do have ways of getting rid of things, or in this case people, that irritate me." She told him. She enjoyed seeing his eyes widen slightly in fear. She let him think the worst about her for a couple of seconds before adding.

"Oh don't worry, you'll still be alive. Although you might wish you weren't." Sarah said while slightly chuckling at her choice of words.

"Ok this isn't funny anymore Sarah, time to cut the crap." David ordered. He was desperately trying to regain his composure while appearing stern.

When Sarah tilted her head and raised an eyebrow at his outburst he lost it.

"Fine I'll admit that I've been seeing another woman. I'm a man Sarah, and I have needs that you weren't willing to meet. I'll stop seeing Veronica if you would just get over yourself and…"

"Put out?" Sarah asked with mock sweetness. "I have been patient with you David. I have already asked you to leave twice; I will not ask a third time."

"Now you listen here you prude little tease! I will not be ordered around by the likes of you. I am the one in charge in this relationship and I will do what I want with whoever I want! You will just have to get used to it and…"

"I wish the goblins would come and take you away, right now!" Sarah's voice raised above the screaming man's filled with power.

Then silence.

Sarah sighed, and ran a hand through her silky black hair.

'Well there goes another jerk.' Was the last thing she thought before going to bed.

It had been ten years since her trip through the labyrinth. Ten long years filled with guys who took up her time and tried to get into her pants. Every single one of those "men" cheated on her with another. The sad thing was that Sarah really didn't care. She had come to terms with the fact that none of them truly cared about her. She didn't think anyone could. It wasn't because of a lack of beauty. She wasn't vain, but she knew she was attractive. Her long black hair shimmered like the star strewn sky and was never out of place. She had a clear, fair complexion that would be envied by any porcelain doll. Her figure drove men crazy and women insane with jealousy. Her hazel eyes; what she thought of as her best feature; were bright and slightly cat like in appearance. She was a strong willed and stubborn woman, and apparently those were traits that men did not find attractive.

She was self-sufficient by the tender age of 16 after her first book was published. When the first check came that's when her stepmother Karen brought out the first of the moving boxes. It came as no surprise to Sarah that her father didn't put up any kind of argument on her behalf. She knew he wanted to keep the peace between himself and his wife. Sarah also knew that her presence in the house caused her father pain. She was the reminder of a failed marriage. That was one thing her father prided himself in, he never failed at anything.

Sarah would have fought to stay for Toby's sake, but after their return from the underground Toby acted differently. Every time she would come near the child he would scream like she was a stranger. At first Sarah thought he was traumatized from his experience. As time went on though she noticed he only acted that way around her. When she realized it was her that was causing her baby brother such distress she cried until she couldn't make another tear. In fact, now that she thought about it she hasn't been able to shed a tear since.

She packed the few items that were considered "hers" and found a modest apartment near her school and her favorite park. She was relieved her vanity mirror was one of the things Karen insisted she take with her. Apparently it used to belong to her maternal grandmother, so it was naturally something her stepmother wanted nothing to do with.

As soon as Sarah was settled into her new "home" she called on her friends.

"Hoggle I need you."

After a few seconds his rough and wrinkled face could be seen in her mirror. He looked around and after noticing the change in her surroundings his gruff voice came booming from behind her.

"Now whus al this abut? This ain't yur room Sarah. Yous ain't in trubl again are yas?"

Sarah smiled and after relaying to her friend what happened he calmed down. Hoggle seemed to be particularly interested in her report of Toby's behavior towards her.

"It sems the lad don' like the magics yous gots about yas." Hoggle told her while rubbing his chin with a gnarled hand.

"Magic? There is magic on me? How did that happen? When did that happen?" Sarah was firing the questions at Hoggle faster than the poor dwarf could answer.

"Hold on now misy an let me tak." Hoggle interrupted.

Sarah nodded for her friend to continue.

"Nows I hafta tell ya that yous wer the firs one ta ever reach da center of da labyrinth. Now do ya rember whut I told ya when ya firs wens in?" Hoggle asked Sarah with a serious expression.

"You said that once I make it to the center I'll never get out again, but Hoggle I did get out. I said the words that took me home." Sarah explained.

"Naw yous mighta said the words but thas not whut gots yous home. Da King sentya back. Yous didn get outs on yur own. Since tha happens yous changed. Yous came bac wif somthan extra. Somthan magic." Hoggle told her.

"I'd be beten tha babe can sens somthan unnatural on yas and after havin his memorys wiped cleen it probly scares im. He don sees ya as his sistr no mors. Yous now the thin tha the mas be warning the litle ones about. The one wif the power." Hoggle informed her.

Sarah didn't know what to think about all of this. She never got out of the labyrinth on her own so now she isn't normal. Now she frightens her little brother. Now she has some kind of magic. Now she's what Hoggle called the one with the power.

The only other being she ever encountered that had any kind of magic or power was the Goblin King. She figured he wasn't human. No one that beautiful could be. When she returned from the labyrinth she researched anything she could about magical beings. The only creatures that fit his description were the fae. They were conceived by magic and delivered through a willing human vessel. They retained their surrogates human form, but are able to shift to another form of their choosing. This secondary form becomes a natural extention of themselves, it shows others what their dominate personality, traits, and behavior are. It made sense to Sarah that Jareth's form was an owl. He always seemed like a cunning and agile predator.

This line of thinking made her start to wonder if she would still be considered human, she had to find out.

"Hoggle, am I still human?" Sarah finally asked.