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Sacrifices	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 9590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jareth arrived at his castle, inconsolable and broken. Sarah was lying in the dirt, dead, because of him. "You stupid girl! Why did you do it!" He screamed.
The goblins dashed for the exits. Seeing their king appear in such a rage, covered in blood, was terrifying to them.
Jareth slid to the floor, then laid his head on the stone. His entire being ached with pain and loss. He could feel her absence, like a giant gaping wound in his soul. Half of his very being ripped away. His bare burned hands, bloody from trying to save Sarah, gripped the stone hard, ripping his fingernails making his hands bleed. He didn't care.
A sudden presence next to him wasn't enough to make him open his eyes. Deaglán.
"I am sorry, brother. Mother just informed me what happened. I came immediately. He laid a hand on his younger brother's shoulder.
"Get your hands off of me. What do you care. She was just a simple human girl..remember?" He rose up and gave his brother a foul look.
Deaglán sat beside him on the floor. The look in Jareth's eyes was one he had not seen since their sister was killed. A pain so deep that there was no way to ever heal it completely. It would just remain there for eternity, eating away at him. "But you loved her. It matters not what I said. I see how you are hurting. We may not have been close in the past, but let me be here now. It pains mother and I that you are suffering so badly."
Jareth swallowed hard, nodding once. He was dangerously close of losing control of himself. "Just...if you could watch over things for a few days, brother. I am going to my chambers." He forced himself to his feet and formed a crystal. "I'm not to be disturbed." He threw the crystal and disappeared.
Deaglán sighed, worried for his youngest sibling. He knew Jareth thought he had no care for him, but that was simply wrong. He always worried about Jareth's recklessness, that something like this would happen. Now it had.
He looked up at the ceiling and spoke softly. "Tá súil agam cad iad do dhéanamh oibreacha, Máthair."*

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Jareth stripped himself of his bloodied clothes and threw them into the fireplace then laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. "Sarah..if you can hear me..I love you too." He whispered. His throat was tight and it came out a ragged whisper.
He curled into a ball and stayed that way. Letting the pain overtake him.

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"It's been days mother. He hasn't come out of his chambers. He blocked it with magic so I could not enter. He needs to move, eat, live." Deaglán reported as he walked beside her to Jareth's chamber doors.
"I am aware. I will speak with him. I have something he needs to know." She informed her son.
Deaglán's eyebrow rose. "Then it worked?"
"Yes. It was a fight to do and the magic had to be modified at certain crucial junctures to make it work correctly in this specific case. It took longer than I had hoped, but just this morning, it was completed." Danu answered. "I have depleted much of my energy and need time to replenish. I have enough to do this, however. Then I can rest."
She pounded on the door. "Jareth. This is your mother. I need to speak with you now. It is urgent. Jareth! Do not defy me!"
A few minutes later the door creaked open.
She turned to Deaglán. "Stay here."
Danu stepped into the dark room. She saw a lump in the middle of the bed on the far side and strode towards it purposefully.
"Jareth, you need to stop this. You need to get up and start functioning again, You are a king." She said to the lump.
It shifted enough that the blanket moved to uncover a blonde head. "I do not care. Sarah is dead. I killed her. Give my throne to someone else. I am not worthy of it." It was barely above a whisper. Danu could hear the raw pain in Jareth's voice.
She went to the curtains and jerked them open. Light falling on the bed.
"You did not kill her. Do not dishonor her with those words. She sacrificed her own life that you could live. You letting yourself waste away or throwing away your kingship would only cause her grief. Enough Jareth. You have duties to attend. I have something to tell you."
He sat up, blocking the sunlight with his hand. "What is it?"
"As you know, one of your duties to your people is to marry and produce children. In keeping with that, I have chosen a wife for you."
Jareth stared at his mother in disbelief. His mouth hanging open."Have you lost your mind? To bring me this now? Do you really think I would have any desire to marry now?! Or ever?!"
"I am in no mood to dispute the matter. Get up and get dressed, Jareth. She is waiting for you. I have her waiting in your study. Oh, and put on something acceptable will you?"
She turned, smirking as she left the room.
Jareth threw himself back on the bed and rubbed his hands over his tired face. "She has to be fucking crazy. Bringing a woman here. Tell me I have to marry some fool woman I do not want. I only wanted one woman, ONE WOMAN MOTHER!" He yelled to no one and everyone.
A voice echoed throughout the chamber. "I mean it, son! Or I will drag you into that study naked and screaming!"
Jareth reluctantly got out of bed a waved and hand over himself, instantly washed and dressed. In defiance of his mother he wore simple breeches and a tunic. She was lucky he didn't wear a fatal suit of iron to keep the surely odious woman from touching him.
A few minutes later he was at the door to his study pacing in front of it, irritated and apprehensive.
"I know you're out there." Came his mother's voice. "Get in here, now."
He pushed the door open slowly. His mother stood by the desk, smiling at him.
His eyes came to rest on the back of a woman looking out the window that overlooked The Labyrinth. A dark haired woman with her hands on the glass. Her dress silver and white and flowing to the ground. A wedding dress of the underground.
"You wish me to get married today?" He looked at his mother, incredulous.
Danu crossed her arms and glared at him. "So little faith in my taste in women for my son? I hope you change your mind. Turn around, my dear, let my son get a look at his new Queen."
As she did, Jareth's heart fell and rose again in an instant as he looked into eyes so green emeralds would be jealous of their hue. Her eyes.
"Sarah?" He said whispered, hardly believing it.
"Jareth.." She whispered back, her face lighting up.
Not a second passed that she had thrown herself in his arms and he was kissing her all over her face. His hands touching every part of her, making sure she was real.
"Sarah..Sarah.." He kept saying. His eyes meeting his mother's over her head. "Mother? I thought, I had no idea you planned to.."
"If you had the power to save your child's one true love..would you not try? You will find out what lengths you would go to for your children one day, Jareth. Besides, she earned her place here, in the end. You were right, she is quite brave." She answered, smiling, tears in her eyes.
Sarah pulled back and looked at him. "Jareth...I was so scared he was going to kill you. I'm so sorry. I didn't know what else to do..Even after you said all those things I couldn't bear it."
"Shhh..no sorries, my beloved. What is done is done. I am just..I cannot believe..I thought you were lost to me forever. What I said were lies to distract Teimhnín, nothing more. " They were both crying now.
"It was so strange..I felt myself dying, and then I saw my body below me. I felt myself floating away..then I was pulled back down into a warm pool of...something. I don't remember anything else until this morning." Sarah told him, a hint of wonder in her voice.
Danu clarified. "You know it takes time, the transformation magic. Even longer as she was a human not Kin. Human souls are resistant, apparently, to this magic. She awoke this morning crying for you. Your name was the first word that fell from her lips."
Sarah turned to Danu. "Does this mean..I really died?"
"I'm sorry child. You left your human body behind. The spell itself created your new body in the exact form of your first at the last point you were in it..minus your injuries of course. This is how you will remain."
"My family.." Sarah murmured, and started to tear up again. "They will know by now. Oh..Toby. Karen, my mom and dad. I really can't say goodbye?" She was happy to be in Jareth's arms but sudden grief at the loss of her loved ones was immense. The two competing sets of emotions tore at her, and she started sobbing.
Jareth gathered her in his arms. "I know Sarah. I know. I am sorry for that. But I am not sorry mother saw fit to bring you here. What happened to uncle's body..did you leave it?"
"No. I brought it back with me and gave him rites, now he is burned to ash and scattered to the winds."
Jareth nodded solemnly, satisfied. He could not help feeling a little sad that his uncle's life ended the way it did, with insanity and death.
"So this is the legendary Sarah." Said Deaglán from the doorway. "You have done what no one else has, My Lady, you have captured the heart of the fearsome Goblin King."
Jareth took Sarah's hand and presented her to his brother."This is my brother, Deaglán. Brother, my Queen. Mo chroí."**
Danu spoke up. "Not quite yet, mo mhac."***
She gestured to the two lovers. "Stand in front of me. Jareth hold your hands open and Sarah, lay your hands up and open on top of his."
Sarah wiped her eyes and slid her hands over his, palms up.
"Are you sure Sarah, if you want to wait until you feel less grief.." Jareth asked. He understood she may need some time. As long as she was there, they had forever to marry.
Sarah shook her head. "No. I will always miss them. I love you and I don't want to wait to be your wife. No matter how sad I am about losing them, that will never change. I am sure of that much. I know it will take time to adjust, but knowing I'm here with you helps."
Danu observed this woman's strength and understood Jareth's love for her. She picked up the cords but took a good look at her errant son, frowning. "Jareth I told you to wear something presentable." She flicked her hand and he was in formal wear. "Much better."
Jareth rolled his eyes, grinning at Sarah.
Danu took the cords, one gold and one silver, and wrapped them around the hands of Jareth and Sarah. Then she held her hands palms down over them and spoke the bonding magic.
"Ceann croí, aigne amháin, grá amháin. Go deo agus gach am. Tá an dá anamacha faoi cheangal anois go deo, riamh a mhiondealú, ní fiú ag bás. Agus mar sin tá sé."****
They glowed and changed, the silver and gold cords wrapping around one another until they had merged and created one cord. Once they were still, the glow slowly disappeared.
Danu unwrapped the cords and leaned forward, kissing Sarah on both cheeks."Fáilte go dtí mo theaghlach, mo iníon."*****
She handed Jareth the cord, as it would reside with the couple whom it represented. Then she repeated the motion of kissing both cheeks on her son. "Caitheamh léi go maith, mo mhac, nó beidh ort dom chun déileáil leis."******
Jareth's brother stepped forward and hugged Sarah. "Deirfiúr Fáilte. Féadfaidh tú a bheith bheannaigh le go leor leanaí."********
He simply nodded at Jareth and stepped back.
Jareth smiled at him and said wryly, "Lig dúinn nach fháil amach romhainn de féin."*********
Everyone laughed except Sarah who still had a lot to learn. "Could you all speak in a language I can understand...I still need to learn the language you know." She pointed out.
Jareth hugged her close. "I will explain everything, Sarah. I swear. We have some business to attend to first I'm afraid."
The Goblin King led her out the door and guided her to the throne room. He waved his hand over to the side and there were Hoggle, Sir Didymus, and Ludo who stood staring in shock.
"My subjects, I present to you, your Goblin Queen, The Lady Sarah."
All the creatures were silent, trying process what their king was saying.
After a minute Jareth got annoyed. "Well you ingrates, cheer!" He commanded.
They all erupted into a cacophony of noises so loud Sarah covered her ears.
"Not that loud! blithering idiots." He said and the din died down.
Sarah rushed to her friends whose arms were open and waiting. They were thrilled to see her and that she was now their queen. Even though, Hoggle said, it meant she was married to "the rat."
The celebrations would last through the night. Danu and Deaglán left early so Danu could rest and Jareth and Sarah could retire to their chambers for the evening for some alone time, when they were ready.
After spending a couple of hours talking with her friends and the goblins, Sarah noticed Jareth was getting restless. He sat on his throne looking a bit perturbed.
She sauntered up the steps and he watched her hips sway, licking his lips, hungry for her.
"Jareth, what is it?" She stood in front of him.
He grabbed her and sat her on his lap. "I am done with this. I have need of you, wife." He purred in her ear. "How I adore calling you that. My wife. I love all that it entails. That you are mine and I am yours."
"What about the party?" She looked at him innocently.
"Fuck the party." He answered. "Let's go to my..our chambers."
"You seem to have picked up that word quickly, dear." She raised a brow.
"It's a very satisfying word to use. and even more to do." He kissed her neck. "Sarah..please."
"Let's go." She said, holding out her hands.
They faded from sight and none of their subjects even noticed they had left.

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They reappeared in Jareth's bedchamber. Sarah slipped away from him and looked around. Jareth was relieved his mother had seen fit to use a bit of magic to prepare the room. It was clean and neat, candles burning, a fire in the fireplace.
"It's beautiful here. When we first got here, your mother said she had to go and get you so I had a few minutes alone in your office. When I saw The Labyrinth, I was amazed to see how beautiful it truly is. Then I saw you and...well..this seems like a dream. Like I'm lying in a coma somewhere imagining this."
Jareth wrapped his arms around her. "I am very real, as is all of this. I will prove it if you like." He growled into her ear.
She turned in his arms. "So um..I know we were together before but, how does this work? Am I a virgin again? It's really weird, this doesn't feel like anything but my own body. Like I never left it."
"It is your body, Sarah. It is exactly the same as your human form. Your blood, your flesh. Now infused with magic. You are exactly the same as you were in the last seconds before you died, minus the fatal injury. Look."
He pointed to the small bruise on her hand that had remained after her attack. "I guess I did not heal that well enough."
"I'm confused, but I'll get used to it." She answered.
"You will. Sarah, don't worry. It's magic. It does what it's supposed to do. Eventually you will understand when you learn to use it, that to try and explain how and why is like trying to explain the universe. It just is."
He picked her up and she squeaked in surprise at the sudden movement. He walked to the bed and laid her upon it then stood back and stared at her, marvelling at her presence in it.
"I just cannot believe you are here." He said, hardly daring to blink.
"Believe it." She answered. "Now I wish I could get this dress off. I have no idea how it.." She felt a chill, looked down and found herself completely naked. "Jareth!" Crossing her arms over her breasts.
He laughed. "I swear I did not do it. You have your own magic remember? I think you always have. You recall that cave in? That was NOT me. The only other culprit is yourself. I guess those certain powers you received are bit more that I thought."
Sarah watched as his clothes faded until he too was nude. "Besides, saves time. I rather enjoy the view. Though I would be careful of your words in public." He got onto the bed and crawled over her, pressing her to the mattress.
She looked up at his smiling face and all was forgiven. The joy she saw there, the love, how could she be anything but happy at this moment? In his eyes she felt truly cherished. It made her feel incredibly humble, and powerful.
"Make love to me." She breathed. "I need to break this body in a little."
He kissed her gently at first but the desire built with each touch, each caress, until they were rubbing against each other moaning with need.
"I need to be inside of you, Sarah, I can't wait any longer." He spread her legs and lay between, his erection nudging her warm entrance.
Sarah relaxed her body and let him in. Her body cradling him as he joined with her. He didn't move for a little while, just reveling in the feeling of her body surrounding his. How well she fit him.
"Do I feel the same?" She asked softly.
"Better. Because now I never have to be apart from you my passion is not colored with any thoughts of loss." He answered. Caressing her face. "You are as perfect for me as you always have been." He lowered his mouth to hers, kissing away her fears.
"Jareth please..I want you..I need you to move." She gasped out in between their kisses. He leaned back and looked down at her, watching himself as he slid out slowly then thrust back in. Her body taking all of him.
"My wife." He said. "My Sarah."
He laid back down and began to move his hips, rotating and thrusting. Sarah's cries of passion driving him on. He noticed another voice joining hers, and it dawned on him it was his. He was as loud as she. This union, this consummation bringing them to the most powerful release that had ever experienced together.
He smothered her cries with his lips, kissing her, suckling her lips. Her fingernails were breaking the skin on his back but he did not care.
He grabbed her restless hands and twined their fingers together, holding them up on either side of her head as he plunged into her.
Sarah arched up, she knew she was screaming but did not care. She had never experienced this before. She couldn't explain it. They had become one entity reaching for the heavens.
"Come with me, Sarah." He said into her ear. So she did.
When her release came, it was like an earthquake had been loosed inside her. She was shaking and screaming his name her muscles grasping onto him and squeezing, milking him.
He was ramming into her with everything in him. His orgasm overwhelming his senses, and she took every bit of it gladly. Receiving everything he gave her, her legs wrapped around him. His seed filling her.
A few minutes later, Jareth was practically comatose, he couldn't move for several minutes after their powerful release. When he did it was to turn and look at her face to find she was looking at him with huge eyes.
"Gods." He said. "So that's what it's like to be bonded."
"I really have no basis for comparison about that." She answered. "I can say this much, the sex has always been amazing, but that was beyond anything from before."
Jareth shifted to lay beside her. "It is the magic."
Sarah shook her head. "I don't think it is. I think it's just us. I think we make our own type of magic." She smiled.
He laid back, a dreamy look on his face. "Well I will not argue. As long as we keep doing that you will not hear one word of dissent about it from me."
Sarah giggled. "Oh I'm sure I'll hear plenty."
"Yes, but not about this. Just everything else." He wiggled his eyebrows, then brought her over to himself and kissed her. "I have no doubt we will argue. Since you just live to defy me."
"True. It is fun." Sarah answered. "But it's also fun to make up."
Jareth chuckled. "Of that I have no doubt. However I do have one regret."
Sarah gave him a suspicious look. "Oh?"
"Yes. I am afraid we will never know what happened to Lady Beatrice and her pirate. Does she choose the boring merchant or sail off into the sunset on a pirate ship?" Jareth said dramatically laying his hand over his heart. "I fear we will never know."
Sarah laughed. "You're in luck. I finished it. Let me fill you in, but later."
She snuggled into his warm body and kissed him deeply once again, her desire flaring to life. "Much much later."
"Yes, my queen." He answered, rolling her on top of his body. "We have magic to make."

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As the goblins danced and drank below, their king with his new queen had their own private celebration that took most up most of the night.
By the time the sun rose the next day, filtering through the curtains of the royal chambers the two exhausted monarchs were wrapped around each other. Peacefully asleep, and blissfully together as it always should have been, and now always will be.
Fin.
Translations of the Gaelic/Irish phrases in order of appearance:
*I hope what your are doing works, Mother.
**My heart
***My son
****One heart, one mind, one love. For ever and all time. These two souls are now bound eternally, never to be broken, not even by death. And so it is.
*****Welcome to my family, my daughter.
******Treat her well, my son, or you will have me to deal with.
*******Welcome, sister. May you be blessed with many children.
********Let us not get ahead of ourselves.
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