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Sacrifices	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 9590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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ah walked down the stairs, seeing Danny waiting for her at the bottom. She smiled at him. He held out his hand and she took it, then he tucked her hand in the crook of his elbow.
"You look great Sarah. You are such a knockout." He told her, grinning.
She gave him a smile back. "Thanks so do you." She returned. He did look nice, though she still held no attraction to him.
They found a table and sat, ordering drinks. Once they came and they ordered dinner, Danny spoke.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight? I mean really. Oh. I thought tomorrow we could take that drive to the coast. What do you think?"
Sarah had been reading the dessert menu. "I don't know..can I get back to you? Wow I didn't know the restaurant here was so nice. Mostly I go to the bar and get a sandwich if I eat here, or to the pub across the street and get a bite."
He took her hand again. "Well this is my treat Sarah. I've been looking forward to us going out since you got here. I always liked you back in school."
Sarah could tell by the frank interest in his face he was hoping for more than a friendly dinner. So she decided a little white lie might be the best thing. "Danny, I do like you a great deal. Really I do. The truth of it is though..there is someone else in my life, and I don't want you to get the wrong idea."
His face fell. "Oh. I didn't know. You never mentioned him before."
"We dated a long time ago, and he recently came back into my life. I guess my feelings for him never really went away because as soon as I saw him again...you know how it is right? I'm sure you've had lots of girlfriends. Sometimes you can't help how you feel for someone it just happens." She slipped her hand from his and picked up her wine taking a sip.
It's not a total lie, exactly. Bending of the truth, but not a lie. She reasoned to herself. Could be worse.
"He let you come here alone?" Danny replied gruffly, a little hurt. "I would never let my woman travel to a foreign country by herself. You never know what could happen."
She acted disappointed. "He wanted to come but he had business. Of course I wish he could be here with me, but it can't be helped. Anyway, I've been taking care of myself a long time now."
She picked up her wine to take another drink when a voice spoke behind her. An all too familiar voice.
"Hello darling I'm here, just as you wished."
The wine Sarah had been swallowing went down the wrong way and she started coughing.
"Oh dear, are you alright?" Jareth said as he patted her on the back and leaned over her.
She managed to clear her throat, grabbed a glass of water of the table and drank it down.
She turned to look at the Goblin King, prepared to give him her best "annoyed" look, and stopped cold.
Her jaw dropped. He was dressed impeccably, in a suit and tie of high quality. His hair was shorter, to his shoulders and slightly shaggy and he looked devastatingly gorgeous.
"Are you not happy to see me?" He smirked in his usual way then covered it up with an infuriatingly innocent expression.
She stood and faced him and crossed her arms. "What are you doing here?"
"I received your message asking me to make an appearance, so of course I rushed to your side, precious."
He flagged down a passing waiter and ordered himself a glass of wine.
Sarah suddenly remembered Danny was sitting there and turned back. He was openly staring at Jareth.
"Oh damn I am so sorry. I had no idea he was coming I swear. Ummm..Danny this is..Jay."
Jareth stuck his gloved hand out and Danny slowly stood and took it. The look on Danny's face was one that left Sarah no doubt Jareth squeezed his hand a little too tightly.
Sarah sat back down, wanting nothing more than to reach over and smack the satisfied look off Jareth's face.
"Charmed." Jareth said. "Good to know someone is looking out for my beloved Sarah. May I join you?" He asked politely.
"Sure, I guess." Danny answered.
Jareth took a chair from an unoccupied table and sat between them. He leaned back and crossed his legs, his eyes twinkling at Sarah.
"Why are you here?" Sarah blurted. "I mean..you didn't tell me you were coming." She glanced at Danny hoping he didn't think it sounded like Sarah was mad at the other man. She was, but not for the reasons Danny would think. Obviously, since Danny had no idea Jareth was a magical king from another world.
Jareth leaned in and took her hand and kissed it, cradling it between his. His eyes wide and imploring. "I wanted to surprise you. I missed you when we were apart. I thought you might have need of me."
For a moment Sarah lost herself in the eyes of the man in front of her, believing every word.
"I..uh..I..told you you I would be working." She stuttered out an answer.
"I know. I could not go a moment longer without seeing your lovely face. Do you mind truly?"
He rubbed her hand gently. The sensations he was causing by such a simple gesture making her feel hot all over.
"No I...of course not. I'm just surprised to see you here." She answered.
"Wonderful." He grinned and sat back looking rather like the cat who drank all the cream.
Just then the waiter brought hers' and Danny's meals, and that made Sarah feel awkward.
"Don't mind me Sarah, I ate on the plane. I'll tell you what, I will go up to the room and wait for you. Room number and key?" He held his hand open, grinning.
Sarah got the key out of her bag and laid it in his palm. "Room 16."
He, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "I'll see you there. Knock and the door shall open." He bowed his head at Danny then he got up, turned and practically strutted out of the restaurant. She could not help but stare at his ass as he did. Just before he disappeared around the wall, he turned back and winked at her and she flushed red.
She could swear she heard him laughing inside her head.
She look at Danny and gave him an apologetic smile. "I am so sorry. I did not expect him to just pop in like this. He is rather spontaneous at times."
Danny looked angry. Sarah was taken aback at how his eyes were full of such intense rage. She had never seen him look like that. "You know what Sarah, I am not very hungry after all."
He took some money out of his pocket and threw it on the table. "I'm going to go, and leave you to your boyfriend." He sneered at her, as he got up and practically ran out of the restaurant.
Sarah looked around to see she was being watched by almost everyone and blushed. She needed to stop that. Then again, maybe it was the company she was keeping.
The waiter came to the table. "Can I get you anything Miss?" He said kindly. He had seen what happened and was trying to be nice.
"No..the money is on the table. I am so sorry. I appreciate you asking. Can I have another glass of wine please?"
He took the money and went to get her the drink. When it came, she downed it and left a generous tip, then grabbed her bag and went to her room to yell at a very smug Goblin King.
Sarah got there and forgot she had given her key to Jareth so she knocked. "Open the door please." She said loudly.
On her 4th knock the door swung open.
The room was dim but she knew he was there. "Where are you, you jackass." She demanded.
The bedside lamp switched on. "I am right here, love. No need for name calling."
He was back to his normal look. Grey leggings, white tunic, brown leather waistcoat, flyaway hair. Lounging on her bed. Holding her book, again.
She moved to stand over him and ripped the book out of his hand, then pointed at him. "What the hell do you think you're doing? I told you I will date who I want to date!"
"I told you. I do not trust that boy." He said. He gently pushed her finger away. "Please remove your finger from my face, Sarah. Do not speak to me in such a way. I do not appreciate it. I am compelled to protect you. Believe me at times it is against my better sense to do so when you insist on so flagrantly defying me."
"I don't need you to protect me." She insisted, trying to control her volume level but failing. "You can't just waltz into my life after all these years, after everything I went through to...Well you just can't. I won't let myself do this again!"
She turned and stomped over to the desk chair and sat down, placing her head in her hands.
Jareth was genuinely confused. "Won't let yourself do what? Sarah, tell me. What do you mean everything you went though?"
She looked up her eyes blazing with emotion. "You don't understand the effect you have on people. You make them want things they can't have. You make them..me..dream of a future that isn't possible! It took me years to get over that. Therapy, drugs..God I can't do this." She leaned over, her elbows on her knees and her face in her hands again.
Jareth could hear in her voice she was crying. It tore at him.
He stood and went to her and crouched in front of her. He touched her arms and stroked her hair. "Please tell me. If you had need of me, all you would had to do is wish for me, I would have been there in an instant."
She lifted her head. Her eyes red and swollen. "After my little adventure in The Labyrinth, I was happy, ecstatic. For a while. Then a few months after the dreams started. The feelings I tried to pretend I didn't have during my little trek began to surface. I didn't dare call for you. I think I knew deep down inside you would come, but even scarier was the thought was that you wouldn't or that you were dead because of me, so it was easier to just not."
She got up and walked past his crouched form, looking out the window. "So I started taking sleeping pills to knock myself out. But it took more and more..so I went out and got something stronger. A year later I was addicted. Then I broke down and told my stepmother. She got me into therapy and rehab. I turned it around. I went to college, I found something I liked. I forced myself to bury everything deep, convince myself you were just a dream. Then the other day those damn bones appeared and dragged everything to the surface." A small humorless laugh escaped. "No pun intended."
She turned and looked at him. "I knew it was you. Yet I tried to deny it. The feeling that I had when I thought I had confirmation you had lived and died...I felt like I lost everything that ever mattered in that moment. Then I heard your voice and well, you know the rest."
Jareth straightened his body and spoke. "I am sorry. I wish I would have known all this. I would have appealed to come to you even without the wish due to your distress."
"I don't know if you being there would have helped, Jareth. It might have made it worse. considering it was you that made me feel that way. I didn't want to..but I couldn't help it. It just happened."
"What happened?" Jareth asked.
"I loved you damn it! Or I thought I did. I dreamed of you, hoped someday you would come through my window and steal me away. It was stupid and childish, but there it is. I thought I was over it, that it was just a crush. These past few nights... I..."
He got much closer all of the sudden. "You..what..Sarah." He said slowly. He took her chin between his fingers and tipped her face up. "Tell me."
"It feels the same but different too. Not the hollow despair from before. Because you are here, and close and sometimes all I want to do is.."
"Do what." Jareth asked. He was even closer, his eyes boring into hers.
She leaned into him and kissed him.
His arms were around her in a flash. His mouth moved over hers. He urged her mouth open, his tongue flicked against hers. He cradled the back of her head and deepened the kiss, wanting nothing but to never stop kissing her.
She pulled back. "Jareth.." she whispered against his lips.
"I have never wanted anything as much as I want you. Have always wanted..Sarah.." He answered, his voice husky with desire.
He kissed her again. He turned her and backed her towards the bed. She fell backwards and took him with her.
Sarah was drowning in emotion and heat. This was what she had dreamed of all those lonely nights.
His mouth on hers, his hands caressing her. It was better than she had ever imagined, and tore at the scars on her barely healed heart.
Her thin cotton dress was not much of a shield, so when he pressed himself into her she could feel him hard and ready.
Oh damn should I be doing this? she thought, her common sense beginning to return, telling her to stop this.
She turned her head away from his, denying him further access to her mouth but he misunderstood and started placing open mouthed kisses on her neck.
"Jareth..Jareth...stop. I..can't."
He did immediately and rolled off of her.
"I apologize. I let myself get caught up." He said.
"I did too." She admitted. "This all just seems too convenient I guess. Like since you're here I might as well go ahead and fuck you and get it over with, you know?"
"I wouldn't complain." He teased.
She sat up, looked over at him and giggled. "No I suppose you wouldn't. I'm still trying to get the whole "Jareth the Goblin King Currently Alive and Well in My Room" is also "Dead Guy in Bag" worked out in my head."
"Yes.. about that love." He gave her a sheepish grin. "Could you me one small favor?"
She got off the bed and straightened her clothes. "What?"
"Could you burn the "Dead Guy in Bag" version of me? Preferably to ash? In fact, it would preferable if all the remains found on the site were destroyed." He asked.
"You have got to be kidding me." Sarah was dumbfounded at such a request. "Do you know what would happen to me if I got caught doing something like that? I would get arrested and sent to prison for years! Why?"
He got up off the bed and got himself a drink. Sarah had kindly bought a couple of bottles of wine to keep in her room for him.
"I am not certain, with the advances in human science, if it would be entirely safe for the human race to know mine exists. Or ever existed. Also, there is the issue of The Labyrinth Stone."
"I've never heard of that." Sarah said.
"It's the only remaining way to get to the underground from the above, without the power of the wish My mother insisted we leave a way for any stragglers to get to the underground. So it was created. One has to merely place the key in the center, lay hands upon it and the door and say the right words. Only our kin knew of it to be sure...but to be safe, it should returned to me or my mother, or barring that be smashed to bits. Humans cannot be trusted with such powerful artifacts." He gave her the once over. "Well most humans. You are an exception of course."
Sarah was intrigued. "Where is it?"
"In the general vicinity of where my body was removed. I am not completely sure as earth shifts over time but it will not be far. It is buried near myself so the Kin who stayed could find it."
He walked to her and slid his finger under the chain of the necklace he had placed on her neck.. "This, is the key. Which is why, when you touched my former self with the key made of my magic upon those bones, a door opened from me to you."
She crossed her arms. "You have a tendency to give out information one piece at a time, you do realize that?"
"Of course. You've seen my Labyrinth. If I handed you a map at the beginning how much of an adventure would it have been for either of us?" He shrugged.
"Did anyone ever use it after you all left...any stragglers?" Sarah had to ask.
A look of long distant pain crossed Jareth's face but was gone in a flash. "No. None of the remnants of the Kin ever came. Most were killed. Maybe a few were able to blend in. After a time, due to mating with humans, the magic was successfully diminished in their offspring that they would not have been powerful enough even if they knew of it.
"So there are descendants of your people here still? I'm sorry if I'm asking too many questions." Sarah said, going back to the desk chair. "I can't help it. This is just so..incredible."
"I do not mind answering your questions. You have a connection to my kin. You should know these things. You are, after all the only Champion of The Labyrinth. That holds some standing among us. We admire that about you."
"You admire me, and others know about me?" Sarah was surprised, with his ego, he would have told anyone.
He gave her a slight nod but didn't clarify the point. "The answer to your previous question is yes. There are family lines that still contain traces of my people within them. Some stronger than others. The stronger lines tend to be creative, almost mystical people whom other humans are drawn to for reasons they can not comprehend." He paused to take a drink.
"They are often incredibly lucky and seem oddly separated from humans in some way. Different, maybe more highly evolved in some way. Some are driven mad by their gifts, because they have no way to understand them with a human brain. Some come to terms with it after a lifetime of troubles...accept they are not quite the same as everyone else. Not better, just different."
Sarah was taking all of this in, trying to commit it to memory. She didn't want to forget anything so when she wrote it down later it would be complete.
"Thank, Jareth, for telling me all of this. It can't be easy, remembering all the things that happened here to your people."
He was looking out the window much like she had earlier. Sarah thought, from the look on his face, he was in the distant past, seeing something she could not see.
"The land has not changed that much. All of the buildings were not here. Trees and plants in different places, but the land is very much the same. My brothers, sister and I used to race over those hills there." He pointed. "There where those homes are in the distance? We had a garden and fruit trees. Our home was down that way, near the creek."
A wave of sadness came from him so strong it was palpable to Sarah. She came to stand behind him, and placed a hand on his back. "I'm sorry Jareth. That my people did that to yours. It's terrible sometimes what we do to not only ourselves but others. There are a lot of good people though, that would never do that."
"It was not your doing, Sarah, you have nothing to apologize for. I am in the unfortunate position to only see the worst of humanity a great deal of the time. Some of the children I see, that I am called upon to retrieve...you remind of the goodness that remains here as well."
"Yeah I guess not all wishers are silly melodramatic teenage girls frustrated with a crying brother. I never thought of it, but I can only imagine how terrible a lot of the people are. How many actually attempt to solve the Labyrinth?"
"Far too few. To many humans look upon their own offspring as if are a nuisance, a curse, a hindrance. What I would not give to have just one of my own. One child of my own blood."
"But you have siblings?" Sarah asked.
"One. Just one lives. My eldest brother. We were 4, once. My sister was killed early in the purges, My other brother chose to stay behind and bury our bodies. He survived for a time, but eventually they found him. His bones are likely scattered in the area your group is working among the graves of our dead, where our people made their last stand. My mother, she is a rather ancient being, 4 children over her lifetime was not unusual. Even here we could live for thousands of years before going to the Summerlands. We are much the same as before, but impervious to all but one thing, iron. That was one thing even magic could not alter. Even if we did age slowly, we *did* age. Now we stay the same. Those few children that come from above, or are born, do grow, but once they reach the physical equivalent of 30-35 human years, that is the way they stay."
Sarah brought her other hand to rest on his waist, resisting the urge to hug him in fear of starting something anew. "You will have a child someday, I just know it. You will find a beautiful woman and marry her and you will have a handsome son or a beautiful daughter."
He turned his head to look over his shoulder at her. "Perhaps. If the fates allow it." He turned and cupped her cheek. "I must go. A kingdom to run and all. Goblins are terribly destructive if not supervised."
"You will come back tomorrow?" Sarah inquired hopefully.
"If you wish it. I will return. please..stay safe." He bent to kiss her, but at the last moment kissed her forehead instead and tweaked her chin and smirked. "Champion."
She leaned into him but he was gone and she was grabbing air.
Her heart was pounding so she took a few deep breaths to calm herself.
"Damn it. Don't do this to yourself Sarah. It can only end in heartbreak for both of you." She said out loud to no one.
She sat at the desk and stared at the screen of her computer for several minutes before finally forcing herself to get to work writing down all Jareth had told her.
It was near dawn before she crashed into bed and slept, dreaming of him.
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