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Summer Storms and Imaginary Kings	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 5486 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Thanks for sticking around and reading! I am surprised, myself, how quickly this story is flowing.
This is very fluffy and lemony, but with some other elements too. They needed to reconnect. I follow where the muse takes me!
Sarah awoke in the late afternoon, the sun slowly setting upon The Goblin Kingdom.
She had slept roughly 12 hours, give or take she noticed. Jareth was still wrapped around her, deeply asleep.
She moved to get up, and Jareth mumbled something and held her tighter. Her stomach was grumbling loudly, it had been almost 2 days since she had eaten, she was starving and felt certain other biological needs telling her to get up.
"Jareth, I need to get up, love." She whispered, not really wanting to wake him, but he definitely had a solid grip on her.
He moved and stretched,loosening his arms a bit, and opening one eye. "Stay with me..." He said, then closing it, His voice heavy with sleep.
"I would love to, but I'm starving and I need to use the facilities. I'll be back I promise." She told him, kissing his lips.
He loosened his hold further, allowing Sarah to slip out of his arms and get out of bed. Her legs were still a little shaky, but much better than when they got into bed. She made her way to the bath, to take care of things.
Once she had done that, she washed her face with cool water and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked tired, she hadn't seen herself look this way since she had come here. The pasts days' events had taken it's toll on her.
She stepped back and looked at her still flat belly, wondering when she would begin to expand there.
Sarah had realized shortly after she had come back to herself what exactly the ball of light Gaia had given her really was. doing a cursory self check of her energy she noticed it was still there, and also noticed it resided firmly in her womb.
Jareth had just pulled her up and was holding her when the realization had occurred. Then she went from shocked to angry.
Not only was Vergul responsible for the loss of her life, but that of her child as well. That is why she knew she was the one who had to end him, for her own peace of mind, she needed to know she had protected her child, her family, from him for good, with her own hand.
She did not hold Jareth responsible for doing what he did, she hoped he would come to understand that. She knew he did what was necessary to save all the worlds from a horrible evil that could have destroyed everyone and everything. She could never blame him, but she also knew it would take time for him to get past those despairing moments when had thought he had taken her life, he might never completely be able to move on from it.
She wasn't sure because of that, whether he would see this child as a blessing, or as a reminder that he almost lost them both at his own hand. She could not bear it if all he saw when he looked at the child was sorrow and pain.
She sighed, crossing her fingers it was the former. Nothing could be done now, this baby was coming, and she already loved it completely. It was what they had been hoping for.
Her stomach grumbled loudly again. Right now, she really needed some food in her stomach.
Sarah went back to the bed chamber and saw Jareth had fallen back into a deep sleep, so let him be. She pulled on a nightgown and her green robe, and went to the sitting room.
Sitting at the table, she softly rang the silver bell.
Ardele appeared, bowing. "Thank goodness you are home and well, My Lady." The elf said.
Sarah smiled at the little creature. "Thank you Ardele. Would you please bring me some soup and bread, maybe a plate of fruit? Oh and a pitcher of water with two glasses. I will try to persuade His Majesty to drink some when I am done."
"As quickly as possible, Your Majesty." Ardele said, disappearing.
A few minutes later Ardele returned with a tray laden with food, plates and silverware, his brother Lyndele in tow carrying a pitcher of cool sweet water and the glasses.
"Thank you, sweet elves, His Majesty and I are truly grateful for your service. You may come back later and retrieve the dishes, maybe in a hour? But please do it quietly and do not disturb the king."
The elves bowed and went back to the kitchens, happy to see their queen, and reporting to all they saw that she was truly home and seemed well.
Sarah filled her empty belly, enjoying every bite. She wondered if Jareth would be hungry and set aside a few pieces of fruit and part of her bread for him on a separate plate.
When she was done she took the plate into the bedchamber along with a glass of water.
Sitting on the side of the bed, she shook Jareth's shoulder gently. "My husband, wake up please. I want you to drink some water at least."
Jareth turned towards her, slowly opening his eyes. " I thought you were coming back to bed."
"I am, but I needed to eat, it had been almost 2 days." She informed him.
He stretched again, and slowly sat up.
He looked over at Sarah, who was hiding a giggle behind her hand.
"What?" He asked.
"You have a serious case of bedhead, Your Majesty." She said,
He smoothed his hair down as best he could, while Sarah tried to control her laughter. He usually used a bit of magic to keep it tangle free and smooth, but preferred to not use any magic for another day or two.
He gave her a sleepy grin. "For someone who has been through what you have been through, you are in annoyingly good mood." He said dryly.
"Well, I guess at some point you have to choose to laugh or cry, I choose to laugh now. We should find joy that we are together now, worse for wear, but whole. We have to move forward, my love. I know what you went through was...I don't think there are any words. We have to work through it..we WILL work through it."
Jareth pulled Sarah to him, and kissed her. "I know we will, I just.. I don't want to speak of it right now, please, Sarah, I can't bear thinking of it further. I wish I could erase what I did to you from my memory."
She took his hands. "That's just it YOU aren't responsible for what happened. The ones who are, are dead. They can't hurt us anymore. Don't let them hurt us from beyond the grave by dwelling on it. We win because we are here, alive, and together, and that we can find happiness after all that pain, only proves further that we won."
Jareth looked at her small hands in his, bringing them to his lips. "I believe I will say these words often..you are wise, my queen." He smirked at her.
She removed her hands and handed him the plate. "Now, eat a little something, and some water too. the elves brought extra."
He did as she asked, eating a few bites of bread, and pieces of fruit Sarah sliced for him while he watched, and sipped the goblet of water. He was really still very tired, but agreed that sustenance would only help things along.
When he was done, she took the plate and knife back into the sitting for the elves to pick up, but refilled the water glasses and brought them back to sit on the bedside table.
"Just in case either of us need a sip of water," she said.
She then let him lean on her so he could make his way to the bath, and waited until he came out helped him back into bed. She really didn't think he was *that* helpless really, but suspected he was playing it up to keep her with him.
Once her husband was settled, he looked at her expectantly, raising an eyebrow. "Well?"
She gave him a little half smile, and removed her robe and started to climb into bed.
"Ah ah ah.." He waggled his finger at her, the look turning a bit smarmy, his eyebrow raised, looking her up and down in a very pointed way.
Sarah sighed, and took the nightgown off, climbing naked back into bed. "You really are a dirty old perverted king, aren't you?"
"Yes, I suppose I am, when it comes to you, my dearest." Jareth said, chuckling.
I just do so enjoy seeing you naked, even if I hardly have the strength to do anything but gaze longingly upon your form."
It was Sarah's turn to laugh, as she snuggled into Jareth's side and laid her head upon her chest.
"I gave Ardele permission to fetch the plates. He knows to do so quietly."
"Mmmm.." Jareth said, his eyes closed and slipping back into sleep.
Sarah was starting to feel sleepy again herself, her stomach sated. She looked out the windows, the sun was almost fully set. She closed her eyes and quickly dropped off into slumber.
Deep in the night, Jareth awoke with a start, plagued by nightmares of what he had been forced to do.
He turned his head, looking at the back of his sleeping wife. He moved closer and laid his head upon her, listening to her breathe, feeling her heartbeat.
Who would have ever thought such simple things would fill him with joy. He felt a tear escape and fall onto her skin.
He knew she was right, that if he let the horror of what had happened overwhelm him, then Vernon would hold power over him by not letting them be fully happy. He was afraid this would make him isolate himself from her, out of fear she would always hold resentment. She said she did not, and he could not feel any coming from her...but that didn't mean it wouldn't happen.
No. He told himself, I will not let that happen. That was the old me. The man who refused to let anything break through the wall he had built around himself, who never got attached, who did his duty and was honorable, but cold and unfeeling to everyone.
She had changed all that. When she started reading the book, he was drawn to her, and watched her playacting in the park, he was fascinated by her absolute belief, and truly puzzled at The Labyrinth's connection to her..even his subjects knew who she was.
Then she called to him. At 15, not even grown, she looked up at him with those big green eyes and he felt his heartbeat quicken, his soul coming to life as he sparred with her. His spirit had known her immediately, but he could not comprehend desiring someone barely out of childhood. Not necessarily in a sexual way at the time..just wanting to be with her, be around her, talk to her, argue with her, laugh with her.
It was so confusing. It also made him angry with himself, and her, at the time...facing her in the room of stairs, he was caught between wanting to grab her and shake her, demanding how she had bewitched him, and taking her into his arms and keeping her safe from it all.
When she had refused him the despair was almost to much to bear, and yet, part of him was relieved, he honestly did not know what he would have done had she accepted his offer.
He sat up, and stared unseeing out the windows at the stars, wondering how he could let all of it go, and just...be happy again that she was here. After a few minutes, his eyelids were getting heavy again, so he laid back, and gave in to the sleep that was calling him.

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"Jareth.." He heard a voice calling to him."My Keeper..Goblin King."
He opened his eyes and saw he was standing on Labyrinth Hill.
A blonde woman was standing in front of him, smiling.
"Am I dreaming?" He asked.
"You are in a dream state, but I am quite real. I needed to speak with you Jareth."
"You must be The Labyrinth." He stated. "Why have you not spoken to me in this way before? After all these thousands of years. I have heard your voice in my head, seen and felt your magic, but never have you shown your face to me."
"Because now it is necessary, Goblin King. I cannot stand by and watch you destroy your relationship with Sarah. She is your soul mate, the one and only soul mate you will ever have, Jareth, do not keep yourself from her. She loves you so. Always has, even when she did not understand what it was."
Jareth walked down the hill to face the woman."I do not plan to keep myself from her. I love her too, you know, I would do nothing to harm her."
"Yet you would try to shield your feelings from her, Jareth, you should never do that. It is a slippery slope, once you start hiding anything from each other. She is hiding something from you too. Something very important, out of fear of how you will feel."
"What? What is she hiding?" He demanded.
"It is not my place to tell you that. My Keeper you have been a good king, and have guarded me well and done your duty, always. You have never shirked your responsibility to me, to your world, or to your subjects. She is your prize, the one you have always been waiting for. She truly means it when she says she does not blame you, believe her, she does not."
He looked down at his boots. deep in thought. "I know she does not blame me, but I guess a part of me wishes she would, wishes she would hurt me, punish me."
"You need to tell her that, and work through this with her, not just shove it all to the side and pretend it didn't happen. Eventually you will be able to let it go, it will take time. Fortunately, time is something you have plenty of, if you take care of each other."
He smirked at the woman, and said nothing, he could not argue with that.
"Jareth, I will tell you part of the story, to ease your mind. I brought her here *before* you stabbed her with the dagger. She was always safe."
He stared at her, he had not known that was possible. "I..I don't know what to say."
"I know it was something you weren't aware I could do. It is a one time offer I am allowed to make to my Keepers, because of your direct connection to me, and the extreme difficulty in finding those worthy of being Keepers in the first place. I was obligated to offer her a place in the Summerlands, of course, but I knew she would not take it." she put her hand on his arm.
"As you also know I gifted Sarah with a very powerful healing ability, for a safety precaution against future dangers. Needless to say, it makes her extremely difficult to kill for anyone not as powerful as either of you or myself. Once she was returned to her body, there was no way even that extraordinarily potent troll magic would have been able to break through, because it comes straight from me."
"So basically," Jareth started, "The only one who can kill her now, is myself, or you."
"Yes." The woman said. "I could not make her any stronger that that. You still have to have the power to do if it became necessary, because that is an unbreakable rule. I suspect it will never again be necessary though. She has a truly pure soul, I do not think she is corruptible by anything or anyone that dwells in any of the worlds. My beautiful child. She will be your rock."
Jareth sighed in relief. " I will tell you now, Labyrinth, if I ever have to do that again, I will turn the dagger on myself immediately afterwards."
She smiled again. "I already know that. Remember I know you better than you know yourself. You, my Keeper, my child, have a pure soul too, albeit your wife and myself will most likely be the only ones who will ever know."
"Now, go, tell her of your feelings, your fears, all of it as soon as you are able. First though may I recommend you go and worship your wife as only you can." She gave him a meaningful look.
He grinned a wicked grin. He knew what she meant, and it would be his pleasure. "Farewell, Goblin King." She said, backing away from him.
"Farewell, Labyrinth,I'm sure we will be talking again soon in some capacity." He walked back to the tree and turned. She was gone, and he closed his eyes.

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Jareth opened his eyes, once again looking at the ceiling above his bed. He felt..amazingly powerful. He did a check of his power, with a flick of his wrist a crystal appeared...not just full strength but overflowing, The Labyrinth must have helped him along, he surmised.
Another turn of his hand and the crystal was gone.
He turned and looked at his wife. She was sleeping on her stomach, her face turned from him. The blankets had slipped down to her below her waist, and she was delightfully nude except her dark hair wrapped around her. Just looking at the curve of her hip and round behind was arousing him.
He scooted closer to her, and ran his fingers down her back. She shuddered a little and mumbled, and turned her head to face him, but did not awaken. He lifted her hair and moved it, laying it to the other side of her body.
He kissed her shoulder then placed gentle kisses down her back, over her hip, and at the top curve of her behind,, then licked a trail back up to neck.
He moved to straddle her, but tried not place his weight on her He just lightly pressed himself against her, his hardening length against her bottom, his chest against her back. He ran his hands up her arms, and pressed his lips to her neck, savoring the taste of her skin, she tasted and smelled a little different than before, sweeter, headier, it was intoxicating..must be the stronger magic, he shrugged inwardly.
He felt her move then, and stretch a little underneath him. Looking at her face, he saw her eyes starting to open, and felt her breathing a little heavier.
"Jareth...What are you.." She said in a husky voice.
"Worshiping you, reveling in you...tasting you..relax, my love..let me enjoy this...I promise you will.." he whispered in her ear.

He licked and suckled her lobe, feeling her tremble...she moaned a little at the sensations he was causing. goosebumps all over, then running his hands over her. He licked the skin of her neck, then nibbling and biting softly.
"Oh god Jareth..." She panted, completely aroused and ready for him within seconds.
Sarah thought she was just having an erotic dream, at first, then as she slowly came back to consciousness she realized it wasn't a dream at all, the the hands and lips on her were real. Her body instantly responded to her husband's touch, as it always did. He knew all the right spots on her body that made her crazy with desire.
"Jareth let me turn over."
He grinned as he continued to stimulate her nerves down her neck and spine with his tongue.
"No, you will remain as you are, for now. I have a plan. Just relax and feel."
He put a little magic into his fingertips and massaged her skin, making her nerve endings jump, and her body shudder and tremble. As he moved down, he removed the blanket so she was naked and prone under him.
He kissed his way down and over her full behind, kneading her flesh.
"How I love your body, my queen, perfectly rounded and fills my hands."
Sarah just moaned softly, eyes closed as Jareth caressed her. He massaged her thighs, and tasted her there. Behind her knees, and her calves, finally massaging her feet, then licking them, making her giggle and jump.
"Jareth! That tickles!" She said in a breathless tone. "Can I turn over now?"
"I will let you know. I'm not done yet." He told her. He spread her legs a bit, moving between them, and working his hand and tongue back up to the junction of her thighs. He took his hand an cupped her center, running his finger up and down the slit, then rubbing her clit gently.
"Bend and spread your knees, naughty girl. so I may reach you better." He commanded. She did what he asked, pushing her back end up a little, pressing herself towards him.
He spread her open with his fingers, and ran his tongue over her, tasting her sweet juices. "Already you are so wet for me." He took his tongue and trailed from her bud all they way around, stopping to lick her opening that was dripping with desire, then moving up over her perineum and beyond, to where her behind met her lower back, then did the same thing again, backwards, savoring every inch of her.
"A little more, precious." He said. She complied. He laid on his back and brought her damp folds to his mouth, sucking at her clit, then licking down and probing her deeply with his long tongue, letting her fluids drip down onto his face, into his mouth. Going back to stimulating her clit, he put 2 fingers inside her and moved them in and out, rubbing against the spot inside her that would put her over the edge.
Sarah was riding his tongue and fingers, her hips wiggling and gyrating. She pushed herself up fully with her hands, pressing her center more fully against his mouth. As she moved her breasts bounced and moved, her nipples hard as rocks. She began massaging and playing with them herself, unable to help it, the intense orgasm that was building driving her to it.
Her orgasm hit, and her thighs clamped down around Jareth's neck and mouth, her inner muscles grasping his fingers. She screamed his name, and reached down and held on to his head, as she rode it out.
As her climax subsided she fell forward, her behind still up in the air, as Jareth slid out from under her and laid next to her.
"Damn Jareth.. that was quite a wake up call.." She said looking over at him. He licked his lips, and laid her on her side, and laid behind her."Still not done yet, my queen."
He turned her face to his and kissed her deeply, and she could taste her orgasm on his tongue.
He lifted her leg over his, and tipped her backside and hips to just the right angle. Then he grasped his cock and put it at her opening and pushed himself into her fully.
He felt her muscles grab on to him, massaging his shaft and he thrust into her. Then he took one hand and massaged her clit, doubling her pleasure.
All Sara hcould do is hang on to his arms and hip with the one leg over his, and let go of everything else. She let her body relax and gave him complete control of the rhythm, and just went along for the ride.
He drove into her with more and more force, her head turning towards him, eyes boring into each other's, They both opened their bond fully, needing to feel that connection they could only find with each other, to wipe away everything that had happened, to know the joy of being together in such a way no one could come between them.
Sarah felt tearing welling up and spilling over, realizing how deeply he needed this, how deeply they both needed this, to find each other again. When she looked into his eyes, she saw there were tears there too.
"Let go Sarah." He said in her ear.
She was so very close. "You let go with me..Jareth.." She answered. "I'm not letting go without you."
So he did, pouring his seed into her, groaning, thrusting..and she went with him..grasping and pushing against him.
As their bodies relaxed, the collapsed against each other. Their hearts pounding. Jareth running his fingers over her.
They were silent for a while, then Sarah turned over to face her husband. Putting her arms around his neck, kissing his lips, his face.
"I love you Jareth...always, no one can ever take that from us."
Jareth pulled back and held her face between his hands. "And I love you, my Sarah..my soul mate. No matter what happens, that will never change."
She smiled into his eyes. He smiled back..then she smiled even wider, remembering something.
"I have something to tell you." She told him.
He ran his hands through her hair, then tipped her chin up to look into his eyes.
"Well? Tell me." He said.
She kissed him some more, delaying a bit further to build it up a little.
She pulled back a little."Maybe I should wait.." She said tapping her finger on her lips.
He grabbed her and pulled her to him. "Don't play games you vixen, just tell me."
She giggled. "well..it's no big deal really, I just thought you might like to know..I mean it's a little thing.."
He kissed her hard. "Woman if you do not tell me, I will tickle your feet until I make you crazy."
She laughed loudly then, she loved getting him all wound up. His curious nature overwhelmed him sometimes.
"I suppose there is no getting around it." She said to him.
She took a deep breath, and let the words spill out of her.
"I'm pregnant."
Jareth's mouth dropped open..then closed, then dropped open again.
He sat up, turning and looking at her.
She sat up next to him, grabbing his arm. "Jareth?" Are you alright? You are happy about it right? I mean we have been saying all along.."
He grabbed her suddenly and yanked her against him, making her squeak in surprise.
Pressing his mouth to hers, shutting her up.
When finally he pulled back. " You are sure? You are definitely with child?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Let me show you."
She took his hand and placed them on her stomach.
"Let me guide you, Jareth." She implored.
She took her energy with is, and led it to feel the little ball of separate energy residing within her. He touched it gingerly at first, then let himself feel it fully. Then he felt it connect to him, as if it knew who he was automatically.
He gasped , eyes opening and meeting hers in complete wonder.
"My gods.. Sarah, that is the most incredible thing I have ever felt."
"Hey!" She said. "You better mean second most incredible thing." She teased.
He grinned widely. "Will you settle for equally magnificent?"
"I suppose." She said, she agreed with him anyway, it was pretty incredible. This little one was already powerful enough to recognize them both through it's own energy.
He got up out of bed, and offered Sarah his hand.
She stood up next to him.
"Now what your Majesty, shall we do a happy naked pregnant dance?"
He picked her up, swinging her around. "A child, My Sarah..a child!"
He laughed, a full bodied laugh of pure joy, and Sarah giggled madly at his actions, never seeing his so purely happy. He swung her around a few more times, then sat her down.
"Good thing, Jareth, I was getting a little dizzy..not sure if that's the best thing right now."
Jareth sat down on the bed and pulled her down to sit next to him.
"Oh! I am so sorry, my love, Are you feeling okay?" He ran his hands over her.
"I'm fine, Jareth, perfectly okay. Now I know why I was tiring so easily. I imagine I'm about 3 weeks to a month along. Which means I will most likely start throwing up soon..have to say, not looking forward to that part."
Jareth stood again. "I must contact Merrik immediately, and have him look into getting a reputable midwife here."
Sarah took his hand and guided him back down. "Jareth, I think we should wait before telling anyone. Oh I will have Merrik check me out to make sure everything is good to go, but he must be sworn to secrecy until we are ready to announce it."
"But..why? This is a joyous occasion, wife." Jareth asked.
"I know, but with what Justinia just went through and...well I want it to just be our little secret for a while, you know? Give us a chance to enjoy it as a couple, just the two of us. There is plenty of time for everyone else to know and celebrate later. Just maybe another month..okay?" Sarah asked him.
He held her hand and kissed them. "If that is what you want, precious, it will be so."
"Thank you." She said to him relieved there wouldn't big a big to do over it for little while longer..she was just getting used to it herself.
Jareth stood suddenly. "I will be back in a moment, stay here." He said disappearing into the bathing chamber.
Sarah sat there, waitng for him to return. She noticed the sun was rising over the horizon and watched all the lovely color spilling across the land.
A few minutes more and he returned. He picked Sarah up and carried her into the bath, saying nothing.
He had filled the large tub with warm fragrant water, bubbles abound. Lit candles were spread throughout the room, and Jareth put out fresh towels by the side of the tub.
He lowered her into the water, then got in behind her, so she could lay against his chest.
"Mmmm..this is nice Jareth..thank you." Sarah said to him, closing her eyes as he took a sponge, put some soap on it and ran it over her shoulders and back.
"I think we were both in dire need, my love, of a relaxing bath." He answered, kissing her shoulder.
"Oh definitely." She replied. "You know what this reminds me of?"
"What" Jareth asked.
"The first day I was here, after that first night. The first bath we took together..remember?"
He smirked "Oh yes, I remember everything about that first night, and day. We will probably have to refrain from such...vigorous activity for a while I suppose."
Sarah turned at looked at him. "No we don't Your Majesty. I am fairly certain we will be able to participate in all the vigorous activity we want, at least until I get too big and fat and grumpy. In fact, I insist upon it. After this baby is here, THAT is when our..activity will be curtailed, not only because of healing time, but babies tend to have that affect on people for a while. They demand most of the attention for quite a long time. We better enjoy it while it lasts, Jareth."
"I do not want to put either of you in any danger." He said.
"I will consult with Merrik, as I'm not 100% sure about immortal pregnancy, but it can't be THAT different." Sarah thought out loud. "We just had some pretty hot sex, and you felt the child yourself, everything is good, nice and strong."
He thought for a moment. "Quite true. Let us spend this day just lounging about, precious. I already told everyone we were not to be disturbed for 2 days, so we have until tomorrow to rest. I feel full strength, and you seem to be the same, but another day's rest would do us good. We deserve it, anyway."
"Sounds good to me, Your Majesty. Now let me wash your hair, it's still having serious issues." She grinned.
She did so, and he washed hers, and after they were clean they laid there until the candles burned down, just dozing in each other's arms.
Eventually they got out, Sarah putting in a cotton shift and her robe, and Jareth slipping into loose pants and his black dressing gown.
They went to the sitting room, where Jareth had the elf cooks bring a huge breakfast. Suddenly he was quite hungry.
Srah looked at all the food he had asked to be brought. "Uh, your Majesty, are we having 10 people join us here?"
He was already eating heartily but paused. " I assumed you might want to eat a bit more now, as you are pregnant. I thought pregnant women ate more." He looked a little puzzled.
She laughed. "Well..yes, eventually my appetite will probably increase..but I seriously doubt I'll be eating this much food in any one sitting. Besides, I saw morning sickness when my stepmother was pregnant. It isn't pretty, or pleasant. If I eat all this I'll make myself sick before I even get to that part."
"I guess I got carried away, a little. I just want to be sure you eat properly and get the necessary nutrition." He told her firmly.
As if making sure she knew he wouldn't have it any other way.
Sarah, just as firmly, said. "I will make sure, Jareth, everything will be hunky dory. I promise I will take care of myself and this baby. We will both be healthy. no need to fret over me."
He grabbed her hand."Sarah, you carry my child. You are my wife. I will fret if I want to fret. You can't change that."
She knew he would worry no matter what so she left it alone. She didn't want to argue about this now. She had a feeling He was going to one of those hovering, fidgety husbands who watched her like a hawk for the next several months, no matter what she said. That was just who he was. The only time he truly relaxed was when they had their private time. In public he was almost always serious, stoic, and firmly in control.
He then said. "I will make sure to talk to Merrik tomorrow and let him know to attend to you, and that it is between us three for the near future."
"Thank you." Sarah replied, frowning. "I wonder how Justinia is doing."
"I told Merrik to inform me if she took a turn for the worse, but as long as she was improving, to not disturb us until tomorrow. I'm sure my parents and sisters are with her." He told her.
"Your father, he seemed different after everything. I mean, after we did what we did for Justinia, he asked me to call him Father, if I wanted." Sarah said quietly.
"I know. I think I misjudged him. I have told you we aren't an emotional people, naturally. I failed to recall that he was always a good father to us. My mother, she was always a bit selfish and vain, more interested in social climbing. He was always more concerned with our well being, in his own way. The way he was with Justinia..it surprised me."
She gave him a little half smile. "You will be a good father, Jareth."
He had finished eating, and laid down his silverware. Crossing his arms, he didn't say anything for a while, looking out the window. "I hope I am, Sarah. I hope I can be more open with our children than my parents were with us. I want to. I fervently hope that is the case. "
"You will be, my husband. I know it. It may take sometime to get the hang of, but I know you will. The look in your eyes when you had your hands on my stomach, touching your child for the first time, that tells me, you won't be able to help getting caught up in it all. I also remember when you held that baby girl in your arms several days ago, and you sang to her. We are going to awesome parents, Jareth. Both of us."
She sighed then, feeling full and a bit sleepy, then yawning widely.
"That's it then, off to bed with you." Jareth said.
He stood and pulled her chair out, taking her hand and walking her to the bedroom and the bed. He waved his hand, and clean fresh linens on a neatly mad bed appeared.
They removed their robes and climbed into bed, curling up together and both falling asleep quickly, relaxed from the bath and breakfast.

They slept on and off for most of the day, Sarah more than Jareth, but he would read next to her quietly while she slept. In between they talked of their future, and Sarah told him what had occurred when The Labyrinth had taken her soul to it's home and the meeting with her father.
She told him she had told Perryn thank you for saving their child, because she wanted him to know what he had done.
Jareth spoke of what he had went through, and what The Labyrinth had told him in the night. They still had to learn to deal with the terrible experience and put it behind them, they agreed though, that it would take time to put into perspective.
In the evening they dined and had another bath together.
Then Jareth waltzed Sarah around the room, conjuring up some aboveground music. She taught him the words to her favorite love song, "Wild is the wind" sang by David Bowie. She though it described them perfectly. They sang it together, and danced for hours. He taught her how to bring the music to her by thinking of it, So she could listen to her beloved song. He had to agree, it was lovely.
He also sang to her the song he had sung in her ballroom dream, all those years ago. The song he wrote for her on the spot, when he saw her in that cotton candy dress, and had danced with her that night, and looked into her eyes.
Eventually they crawled back into bed, and slept through the night, knowing the next day would be a busy one.
I know I know.. David Bowie isn't the original singer, or the writer of this song. It's a remake of a Johnny Mathis song. but every time I hear it, it just *sounds* like S&J. Of course I would have to throw in a DB reference ;o)
Love me, love me, love me, love me,

say you do

Let me fly away with you

For my love is like the wind,

and wild is the wind

Wild is the wind
Give me more than one caress

Satisfy this hungriness

Let the wind blow through your heart

Oh wild is the wind, wild is the wind
You touch me, I hear the sound of mandolins

You kiss me, with your kiss my life begins

You're spring to me

All things to me

Don't you know you're life, itself
Like the leaf clings to the tree

Oh, my darling, cling to me

For we're like creatures of the wind

and wild is the wind
Wild is the Wind
Wild is the Wind
Wild is the Wind
Wild is the Wind
Words&Music by Dimitri Tiomkin and Ned Washington
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