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Sacrifices	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 9590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next morning Sarah got up and dressed then drove her tired body to the work site. She had to stop all these late nights, she thought.
"You're late." One of the workers pointed out. "The professor is pissed."
She straightened her shoulders and went to the tent where the bodies were being stored in the plastic bags to protect them.
The older man had the bag containing Jareth's bones open, and he was cleaning and examining them.
He heard her come in. "I told you I don't like tardiness, Miss Williams." He said without turning around.
"I know. I was up late researching these remains. I couldn't find anything." Sarah answered. She stepped up next to him. She put on a glove and traced the bones that were once Jareth's hand laying over his chest. She wonder if the other was beneath him or missing.
Sadness threatened her again. In her head she knew Jareth was alive, but there was something fundamentally wrong with his remains being laid out here for all to poke and prod at.
"What have you found out about him?" Sarah asked innocently.
"Well..he was a noble of a sort, what tribe I can't figure out. The jewelry, the circlet, the remains of a feather cape."
"The Owl King." Sarah murmured.
He turned and looked at her. "The Owl King? Where did you see that?"
She pointed to the scabbard and dagger laying on another table. "It's engraved on the dagger."
He walked over and looked, she pointed out the faint carving.
"I researched all night and never found a thing." Sarah said.
"You wouldn't, Sarah, but you are wrong. There is a trace. A small one. But I have read it. It's an ancient story. Told by this land's earliest people."
"Can I read it?" Sarah blurted out. "Where?"
The professor practically rolled his eyes. "It's a book. A very old, very fragile book. They have it at the museum in town. I was allowed to study it for my work. The Owl King was a powerful king of a forgotten race of people. His people were killed by the thousands and he alone stood between their complete slaughter and life. Supposedly he created a doorway to another dimension and they all left this world."
He turned and looked at Sarah.
"After he was gone, those who chose to stay considered him a hero and his legend was passed down orally until somewhere down the line, someone saw fit to write it down."
The professor went back to the remains and ran an hand over the skull. "Not so magical after all, were we Owl King?"
The hair on Sarah's neck stood on end. She turned in a circle but did not see Jareth, but still, somehow she knew he had heard what O'Donnell had said, and did not appreciate it to say the least.
"Don't." Sarah said out loud. The menacing air lightened.
"What?" O'Donnell said. "Don't what?"
"Umm..oh nothing. Just talking to myself. It's stupid really, just a habit from being an only child. I was thinking, don't forget to go speak to Danny about something."
He gave her an odd look. "Get to work, Miss Williams."
"May I help you take care of Ja...these remains?" Sarah asked him. "I swear, I am really good at cleaning them, I minored in forensic anthropology."
"Perhaps later." He closed the bag up. "I need to go and do some research."
He left tent and Sarah laid her hand on the bag. "I'm sorry. Please, don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you. Or what used to be you. Okay?"
A gentle breeze touched her cheek, and she felt a warm sensation, like someone has kissed her there.
The thought made her smile, and she set off to work.
As she left the tent. She had no idea she was being watched closely and followed.

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Over the next several days Jareth would come to her for a while every evening, and he would tell her stories of his people. once he left she would write them down.
On the morning of the 4th day she went to the site once again with little sleep. She would go to the tent with the body in it first thing every morning, checking on it, and O'Donnell would let her hover for a few minutes before dismissing her.
Sarah spent this day working in her allotted space, but somehow her heart wasn't in it.
These were Jareth's people. Maybe we should just leave them alone. Except I don't know how to make that happen. I wish there was a way to shut the site down for a few days so I could think.
Suddenly the earth rumbled and shook. There was a giant crash, then dirt and dust filled the air.
She got up and walked around coughing, trying to figure out what happened.
"Sinkhole!" Danny came running up. "Sarah come on!" He dragged her towards an area at the edge of the site where they were digging deeper into the ground.
There was a large crater several meters across and 10 feet deep.
"Oh my god..are there people down there?" Sarah yelled.
"Yes!" Danny yelled back.
It took several hours of careful digging and and the local fire department was called in to help. No one was seriously hurt but there were some broken bones and there were several people stuck in the wet earth from the waist down.
"This ground is too unstable to to be digging round here." One of the firefighters told the professor.
"Nonsense. We will put it on hold for a few days, call in someone to do a geological survey, with some ground penetrating radar to be sure, but this was a fluke."
Sarah missed the rest of the conversation as they had walked off. She turned to Danny. "What the hell happened?"
"Everything was fine, then bam..it collapsed. We already had this ground surveyed and it was found to be safe. I wonder what changed." He answered as they walked. "Well we are going to be shut down for maybe a week. Hey, you want to drive over to the coast? It's beautiful there."
Sarah stopped listening, everything going around in her head.
Fuck. I caused that didn't I. I need to be more careful with him close by. No more wishing. Not even thinking of wishing.
She felt incredibly guilty. Someone could have been killed. It would have been her fault.
"So, what time should I pick you up?" Danny asked brightly.
She thought how odd it sounded. How he seemed so unconcerned for the others, and more worried about a dinner date with her.
"Umm..Danny are you sure it's a good idea? I mean some people got hurt today and.."
His face fell. "Not going to dinner won't change anything. We could just have dinner at the inn if you would rather."
He looked so excited she nodded. "Alright. I'll meet you at 7:30 in the restaurant."
"Great!" He said. "See you then!" He took off at a fast clip to his car.
Sarah sighed and went back to the tent that held the bones. Thankfully empty.
She couldn't help herself, she opened the bag again. Putting on gloves she examined them for a few minutes before she heard voices, she turned it slightly, just an inch.
Something caught her eye. down inside the bag there was a small gold coin in seemingly perfect shape clutched within the skeletal hand pinned beneath the body so firmly she could barely get a close look. It winked in the waning light filtering through the tent. She felt compelled to reach in and pry it from between the bones, stick it in her pocket, then zip up the bag before whomever was coming saw her.
The professor and another worker came in, stopping their conversation when they saw Sarah.
"Miss Williams you are quite fascinated with this set of remains, I see." O'Donnell said disapprovingly.
"Sorry. I was just trying to see the rest of the engraving, but couldn't make it out, so I thought maybe there would be something else that said..there wasn't."
She grinned at him, figuring she looked like an idiot with a big dumb grin on her face but oh well.
"You are excused Miss Williams. I will make sure you get a phone call when we get back to work."
"Thanks. See ya." She replied as she made a dash to grab her tools, washed them off and went to her car to leave.

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A quick shower, change of clothes and a touch of makeup was all she did to prepare for her date with Danny. He was sweet and a good friend, she had known him several years, but there were just no sparks. Still it might be nice to have dinner with someone besides her computer.
Unlike a particular someone who shall not be named, she thought, who not only set of sparks but caused a wildfire of emotions and memories she didn't want to think about.
"Stop it Sarah." She scolded herself.
"Stop what?"
Sarah jumped, startled. "Geez do you have to sneak up on me like that?"
Jareth was laying across her bed, twirling one of his crystals. "Not my intention, but it is difficult to warn you beforehand of my impending arrival."
"Yeah well..how about knocking on the door like a normal person?" She remarked flippantly as she put on her shoes.
"I'm not anywhere near a normal person." He got up off the bed and started poking through the books and papers on her desk.
Sarah laughed. "You can say that again."
"I'd prefer not to unless you did not hear me the first time." He answered, picking up something off her desk and reading. His eyebrows raising as he perused the book. Then looked over it at Sarah. "What in all the worlds, is Love's Wanton Reckoning?"
She snatched the book form his hands. "My business. It's just a romance novel, to help me sleep."
"Well from the few passages I saw the characters in your book are doing very little sleeping." He chuckled.
She threw the book in a duffel bag and zipped it shut then grabbed her hairbrush and began brushing her damp locks. "Do you mind, I'm trying to get ready for a date here."
She felt more than saw him bristle slightly. 'Oh. With the boy I take it? Sarah heed my warning. There is something off about that one."
She turned to face him pointing at him with the hairbrush. "Look, I really don't think I need dating advice from a king from another dimension who can probably have any woman he wants. You don't have to date. Women probably throw themselves at your feet. Besides, it's just dinner."
"True, I do have my pick of the loveliest jewels in the underground. Females seem to enjoy my company." He stretched out on the bed again. watching her. "Still I do wish you would be careful."
"Speaking of wishing," Sarah replied. "Did you cause that sinkhole to appear today? You could have hurt someone."
"I did not. A mere coincidence I'm sure. Are you saying you wished for something to happen and it happened?" Looking at his face, he was genuinely surprised.
"Alright. I believe you." She finished applying her lipstick.
"I could be lying."
She met his eyes in the mirror. "I can't explain it, but I just think I would know if you were."
He changed the subject. "Did you bring the coin?"
Her jaw fell. "How did you..?"
"Magic, obviously. Where is it?"
She retrieved it from her pants pocket and handed it to him. He then took it and created a crystal, manipulating it until the coin was attached to the finest gold chain she had ever seen.
"Wear it please, Sarah. That way I can come to you wherever you are and protect you. Without it, I am far too limited for my comfort." He held it out.
She stepped forward and bent her head, and he slipped over. The small coin landed between her breasts.
"Why do want to protect me?" she said quietly, their eyes catching and holding. "I'm just a plain human girl. No use to you. You just like to bug me because I beat you."
He placed his hands on her shoulders. "There is nothing true in that statement at all, Precious. Except the unfortunate circumstance of you beating me."
Sarah was curious as to what he meant. "Why was it unfortunate?"
"Simply put, I have no power over you. It is a blessing and a curse. At least for me. That you won makes me...invested in your wellbeing, you might say. Before I could not come to you unless you explicitly asked me to. The simple act of touching my...former self clutching that coin, and saying my name seems to have opened to door for me to appear to you at my discretion. The magic you were given may be more powerful than I assumed it was. Opening doorways to the underground is no simple thing."
"Should I even ask why you are invested in my wellbeing, as you put it? You know what? Never mind. I am going to be late if I don't go now. We can talk about this later..or maybe tomorrow."
"Planning on company tonight?" Jareth asked, in a none to amused tone.
"God no. Just a meal with a friend. Besides if I did, so what? I'm no virgin, Jareth. If I want to sleep with someone I will. I am an adult and don't need your permission." Part of her wanted to do it to annoy him. She knew it was stupid and she wouldn't do it.
The fact that he seemed all too possessive of her both annoyed her and made her feel...things she didn't even want to think about.
"Goodnight, Goblin King." She said, leaving the room.
Jareth frowned at the closed door. He unzipped Sarah's duffel bag and took out the book. "I better stay, she may have need of me yet." He reasoned out loud.
Opening up to the first page, he settled on the bed and began to read.
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