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His Champion's Journey	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 4626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Jareth and Sarah again walked until well after dark then bedded down for the night. They had found a small copse of rather brown trees with a little pond and chose there. Jareth insisted on looking around as far as possible for any other living creature, and besides a few small reptiles found none.
They ate and crawled into bed, exhausted emotionally and physically. Before Sarah went to sleep, she shook her finger at Jareth.
"Here is the deal. You sleep for a few hours, then I will wake you, and I will sleep. Even if it's just few hours, you need to sleep. No arguing or I will stay awake all night annoying you. I'm a night owl, I can take it for a couple of nights."
"How will you stay awake?" He asked. She reached into her bag and pulled out a book, and a small book light.
"We are fairly sheltered here." She answered. "I'll just read. Now, go to sleep. I mean it." She demanded.
He was too tired to argue. She stay next to him but sat up, her book in her lap. She took her watch and set it to beep to tell her it was time to wake him. She calculated they had approximately 9 hours, so she would let him sleep 5, and she could make it on 4.
He was deeply asleep, she saw. She kissed his forehead and opened her book, letting herself get lost in the story.
She barely could keep her eyes open by the time it beeped. "Jareth," She poked him. "Wake up."
He pried his eyes open and sat up, rubbing his eyes and blinking. "How long did I sleep?" He asked first thing.
"5 hours. How do you feel?"
He gave her a little smile. "A little better. Thank you. We do not need as much sleep as humans. A few hours a night is enough."
She looked at him closely. He did look less stressed. And the dark smudges had faded some.
"Alright. Wake me up at dawn, as per usual." She yawned loudly and laid down, asleep as she hit the pillow.
He smiled and kissed her cheek. "You and your fairness, my love." He murmured.
Spying the book next to her, he picked it up and examined it.
"Well then. Let us see what Sarah likes to read, shall we?" He got comfortable and skimmed the book. He was not surprised to find it was a romantic fantasy. Sarah curled next to him, he laid the book down and listened closely for any movement, enjoying the quiet sounds of night, watching the stars twinkle above.

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They next day he got Sarah up and the were already off before the sun was fully up.
Jareth would calculate in his mind as they walked weighing their dwindling food against the time they had left.
"We may had to have one midday meal after today, It is just for two or three days. Will that suffice?" He asked, but it wasn't really so much a question as information.
"It will have to. I understand." Sarah said.
"There, look." Jareth pointed ahead at the small line on the horizon after they had been walking a little while. "The Labyrinth."
"We are that close?" Sarah was surprised to hear that.
"It is still nearly two days' walk. The size of it is..well it is much larger than you think." He pointed out.
"Oh. Well. Then let's do this so we can get it over with." She answered.
When the sun was high, they found a little shade and sat. Each ate a piece of fruit and drank water.
The fruit was overripe now, almost to the point of rotting.
"This is the last of the fruit. Thank goodness. We would have had to throw any we had away after today." She said.
Jareth agreed. "I counted. We have 4 of the tubers left, a small amount of dried meat, and a handful of nuts. We can split that into a meal for tomorrow and the next day. We ate this morning and now. I am afraid we won't have anything to eat tonight."
They took out their packs and went through them seeing what they had. Sarah still had her small first aid kit, her book and light, her other jeans and shirt and set of undergarments in a plastic bag, which she had also added both of their tattered shirts so as to not leave them behind, as Jareth said to leave as little trace of them as possible anywhere, and her travel kit and brush. Jareth had mostly been carrying food supplies and cooking, hunting and fishing implements, as well as his bedroll.
"Oh look," Sarah said, smiling. "I still have a few of my power bars! Add that to our food."
"I do not know if I would label that as food, but we can each have one tonight I suppose." Jareth said, frowning at the bag of bars in her hand.
"Hey, don't complain, Goblin King. They are edible." She pointed out.
His brow rose. "That is debateable."
She laughed. "Let's go."
They stood and went to take a step, but Jareth stopped her. "Wait. Do you hear that?"
Sarah paused in mid sip from the flask and was silent. "I don't hear anything." She said, trying to listen.
She observed him in the silence. He tilted his head much like an owl.
All of the sudden he sucked in his breath, obviously startled. " Sarah, we need to move. Fast." He grabbed her and pulled her along.
"What..what is it?" She asked, tripping to keep up.
Then she heard the noise. A strange staccato ticking sound. It sounded like..a ripple of fear when down her back.
"Is that..?" she said.
"Yes. Chittering." She turned her head and screamed.
There not 20 feet behind them a huge gleaming spider had appeared, and it was looking right at them.
Sarah's phobia kicked in and she started running. She hated spiders and that thing was as big as Ludo.
"Sarah! Don't get too far ahead of me!" She heard behind her.
She didn't care what Jareth said, she kept going, terrified.
Eventually she ran out of steam in the heat and dropped to the ground, Jareth joining her a few minutes later.
"Sarah do not do that!" He bellowed at her.
"You cannot just take off like that! You could get lost out here!" He continued. "How am I supposed to keep you safe?"
She turned on him. "I told you! I am scared of spiders! I mean it's a phobia! I can't think when I see them!" She panicked and looked around.
"She did not follow. We were probably near another nesting ground. They do not go far from their eggs." He calmly said. "Now, let's go."
He pulled her up and started walking.
"How can you stay so calm?" She asked as she trailed him. "Those things are terrifying!"
He jaw tightened. Why did she have to be so stubborn? "I have to keep my head out here. Apparently for the both of us!"
He stomped ahead.
Still railing at her. "Girl it is my life we are playing with here. Can you do as I tell you for one damn day!?"
"Listen Your Majesty, I happen to think I have been fairly accommodating. I won't apologize for my fears. It is not my fault your world is trying to kill us!" She yelled back.
He made a scoffing sound, and she glared at his back.
The walked together in silence. Neither one wanting to be the first to speak, or give in.
After a couple of hours, They had both cooled off, at least temper wise.
It had become horribly warm.
"Sarah..hand me the flask." Jareth stopped and held out his hand.
She searched herself and her bag, not finding it.
"You must have it."
He looked through his things. "I don't. Did you lose it?!" He asked, alarmed.
"No I didn't you must have." She shot back. Then she remembered she had been drinking out of it when the spider appeared. She must have dropped it in her panic. She mentally kicked herself.
"You were the last to have it." He answered. He glared at Sarah, frustrated.
"This is wonderful! Stupid woman!" He snarled. "We are going to go through the hottest, driest part of the wastes!"
"Jareth..I.." She said.
"What are we going to do?! We have no water!" He said, throwing his pack on the ground.
Sarah felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. He was well and truly mad at her now.
He sighed and picked up his bag again. "Come on." He said. He turned and started walking, not bothering to see is she was there.
Sarah followed behind, looking at her shoes.
What a champion she turned out to be.
That night they camped. Jareth made his bed separate from hers. She felt like crying, but didn't want to waste the water. He handed her one of the bars and grunted at her.
After she ate it which wasn't easy with no water and a dry throat, she got inside her blanket and hid her head. She didn't even want to look at Jareth right now. She knew they were both exhausted and worn down but he was being unreasonable and hard headed and she just couldn't deal with the looks he kept giving her.
She had a sinking feeling whatever they had shared was quickly coming to an end.
After dawn they were up and trekking once more, Jareth silent, Sarah sullen. Maybe a half hour into the walk Jareth paused and pointed. "We are much closer."
She looked towards the horizon and saw what he was talking about. The wall that marked the edge of The Labyrinth was much bigger than the day before. "Alright." she said. "Let's go." She answered unemotionally.
Her voice was raspy and her throat dry as she spoke.
As they walked Sarah's throat was screaming at her for water. The air was suffocatingly hot, dry and full of dust as they walked and kicked it up. She was sweat profusely and felt awful, but kept following.
The sun was relentless. Beating down on them. She hadn't had a drop to drink on over 24 hours and was already weakening, slowing. Jareth was further ahead, but she kept shuffling behind. He had not even looked at her in hours.
Eventually she could not take another step, and collapsed to her knees.
This was it, she was done. So close, and she had failed them both. Toby, and Jareth. She gave up and laid her head on the dirty sand. "I'm so sorry." She rasped out, and gave in to the darkness nibbling around her sight.

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"If we keep this pace we may get there in a few hours." Jareth remarked. The great wall getting larger as they walked.
He turned say something to Sarah and didn't see her. "Not again. Insolent woman." He growled. "Sarah!"
He walked back a little ways. Looking around he did not see her, and his eyes shifted to look at the ground.
There he saw her.
He dropped everything and ran to her, dropping down and turning her over. He laid his hand or her forehead and hissed at what he found.
Her temperature was dangerously high and she was severely dehydrated.
He picked her and her pack up and went back to where he had dropped his.
Jareth knew what he had to do. He dumped everything on the ground and sorted through it, keeping only what was necessary and leaving everything else. He then put what he was keeping in his bag and swung it on his back, and picked Sarah up again. He could come back for what he left, chances are this close to his kingdom it would be safe for days, if not months or even years.
Sarah's body was dead weight. she was completely limp.
He cursed himself, her, their luck, everything. "Hang on, my love. We are almost there."
Jareth set off walking as as quick a pace as he could manage, his unconscious champion in his arms.

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Sarah woke briefly, water being poured down her throat, it made her cough.
"Drink, woman. Don't defy me." She heard. So she did. She drank as much as she could before passing out again.
A while later she slowly came back to consciousness, voices talking low a few feet away.
"Yer Majesty..you need to get some rest." She heard a familiar voice say.
"I will be fine Hogwart. I got us here did I not?" A lower, rumbling voice remarked. Jareth.
"Hoggle." Sarah said, rolling her head towards the voices with her eyes still closed.
Then someone was beside her, wiping a cool cloth over her face.
"Sarah can you hear me? Are you feeling better?" Jareth said.
She opened her eyes and saw two concerned faces. One handsome if not a bit tired, and another aged and lumpy, but both beloved.
"His name is Hoggle." She said, trying to sit up. "Where are we? How did Hoggle get here?"
Jareth swept his arm out of the way. "Why Sarah, we are in front of Labyrinth." He smiled.
Not fifty feet away were the doors, waiting for them. It was night but the moon lit the area.
"We made it?" She said. "Oh my God, we finally made it." She felt relief wash over her.
"Here Sarah, eat." Hoggle said, shoving a plate at her. A plate full of eggs, fried meat, bread and cheese. "But slowly."
She did, she ate and sipped the large cup of water Jareth handed her. They both watched her until she told them not to. She was getting self conscious.
"My Lady! Your Majesty." Came another voice. Sarah found herself knocked down, her face being licked liked an ice cream cone. Scarface.
"Oh Scar!" Sarah said hugging the large dog. He was so happy he was practically beside himself, his tail wagging furiously, whining and licking at Sarah's face, while she tried in vain to push him off.
"So this is the beast you spoke of. He is quite vicious." Jareth said, observing with a smile.
Sarah got Scar to calm down and lay beside her. "Yup. He's a killer." She said, laughing and patting the dog. "What time is it?"
"I arrived as the sun was setting and it is a few hours past. If you can manage, I am going to get some sleep. Hoggle has kindly offered me his cottage for the night." Jareth said as he stood.
"Hmph. Offered." Hoggle said, but a glaring look from Jareth shut him up.
"I'll be fine, Jareth, go rest." She answered. She watched as he went inside the small hovel and closed the door. He had to duck nearly in half to enter.
"I think Jareth is pissed. I lost the water flask." Sarah said to Hoggle and Didymus. "He must hate me. I'm not much of a champion am I?"
"Now Sarah. He may have been mad, but he don't hate ya. He spent at least 6 to 7 hours carrying ya here, he could have just left ya. Let ya suffer the price on yer own." Hoggle told her, sitting down. "He was worried 'bout ya I could see that m'self. "
Sarah shook her head. "It was rough out there Hoggle, I don't know how many times either one or both of us could have died. I was such an idiot." She teared up. "We..we got along for a while, but things started to fall apart in the wastes."
"My Lady, thee and Thy King were facing many hardships. The wastes are difficult and unwelcoming. I am certain it was just stress and exhaustion." Said Didymus, patting her hand. "The important thing is, you made it. You both were brave and strong. You fought your enemies well and now you are here."
"Well crap." She said. "I guess I should go talk to him."
"Thy King sleeps." Didymus reminded her.
"It's okay, he is already mad at me. So this will be another thing he hates me for." She replied, rising.
Hoggle and Didymus watched her go, they looked at each other and shrugged. It was obvious much had happened the past couple of weeks.
Sarah opened the door and went in closing it behind her. She closed the shutters so they could talk without the others hearing. Though they were far enough away, they should not hear unless they screamed at each other. Which was a possibility.
Jareth had laid his bedroll in front of Hoggle's hearth, and stretched out. The place was bigger on the inside than it looked from the outside. He was damp from washing up. Sarah looked around and saw the small tub with a cake of soap and damp rag and towel hanging on its side. She surmised he must have had to bathe kneeled and uncomfortable.
She sat down next to him, unsure of what to say. Jareth hadn't redressed after bathing and she could tell he was naked underneath the thin blanket. He was on his back with his arms over his face.
"What is it?" He said, making her jump.
"Oh..I thought you were asleep." She replied. She scooted closer. "We need to talk."
He removed his arm from over his eyes and opened one, waiting.
"Jareth, I'm sorry I lost the flask, and got scared. I know you're disappointed in me. I'm a lousy champion. What can I say. But..in the valley, when we...well...it was something I will never forget. I wanted you to know that."
He pushed himself up. "Sarah, I am not angry with you. Or disappointed in you. You are a fine champion. I should not have yelled at you or treated you so horribly. I was tired, and angry at myself and this whole situation. You have nothing to apologize for."
He cupped her cheek, smirking at her. "My Sarah. Our time was special to me too. I am grateful you saved my life. I am happy I could save yours. Shall we call it even?"
He opened his arms to her, and she leaned in. She felt her sadness melting away at his gentle embrace.
"Stay with me." He whispered in her ear. "Do not leave me." Sarah didn't realize it, but he meant more than just that night.
She kissed him and smiled. "I should wash first, do you mind?" He shook his head.
Sarah went to the small tub and shed her clothes as he laid back and watched, admiring her curves. She turned the spigot and warm water filled the basin. When it was half full she got in, kneeled and bathed quickly, using the same rag and towel Jareth had as they were the only ones she could see. When she was done she dashed to Jareth's side as he lifted the blanket for her to join him and they cuddled in front of the fire.
After a few minutes they began to kiss and caress each other, keeping as quiet as possible.
Sarah slid her hand under the blanket and took him in her hand, and he groaned at her touch.
She stopped and looked behind her at the door. "What about.." She gestured with her head.
"They will not dare enter while I am sleeping." He replied, in a decided sexy tone.
"You aren't sleeping." She reminded him with a squeeze of her hand and a kiss.
"True. But that is your doing, naughty wench." He turned her over so she was beneath him, and placed kisses all over her face, neck, and chest.
Sarah continued stroking him until he stopped her. "Stop before we end this sooner than we would like. I only have the energy to do this once tonight, and I want to make it count for both of us."
She agreed.
He turned her to the side and got behind her, then lifted her leg to lay over his. When he got them both situated, he slid into her and made love to her in long, slow strokes.
She arched her back against him as he grabbed her hips and plunged into her. Her lower half rocking forward and back with his.
Sarah's orgasm was not explosive like usually was, but like a wave that washed over her languidly, leaving behind a grasping, tingling sensation as her body trembled against his.
He moaned into her neck and thrust in short strokes, his climax giving him a much needed feeling of relief, his tension leaving him as her body took all of him in.
When they were both satisfied he pulled the blanket up over both he and Sarah, wrapping his arms and legs around her.
"Now, let us rest. The council expects us to be ready and waiting."
She turned her head to look up at him. "Personally I think those council guys can lick a toad and die."*
Jareth chuckled. "Interesting idea. Maybe later we can locate a few of those toads."
She smiled and sighed, relaxing against him, her eyes drifting closed as his breath on her neck warmed her skin.
They fell asleep like this, enjoying their precious few hours before they would have to make the final run for Jareth's throne and Toby's freedom.

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So a bit of a long chapter to get them to The Labyrinth. Next they go unto the breach and deal with all sorts of weird and wacky Labyrinth things :)
brien_andrea10: RE: In A Time of Winter: I promise it will be finished. I hit a bit of a block where that is concerned.. I know what I want to do but for some reason I am having trouble getting it out on the page in what I feel is right for the story, so working on it. I do have most of the next chapter written!
*Thank you theBabewiththePower (FFNet)
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