Sarah and Jareth have developed a tentative friendship and Jareth regularly haunts Sarah's apartment in New York. A throwaway comment from Sarah results in a new bargain being struck for seemingly less threatening stakes than last time. Bickering, visitors of the goblin variety, confessions, and a vacation ensue. J/S. Unfortunately, I don't own Labyrinth or David Bowie.

Sarah saw into the world of magic, wonderment, and...mess, and it sure as hell saw her. Some bonds, Sarah has discovered, do not dissolve so easily. Goblins have taken residency in her sock drawer. A banshee serenades her nightly. At the end of her tether, she asks the only one she can think of for help...as a wiseman once said, sometimes, the way forward is also the way back .J/S