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Eric looked over his shoulder at his beautiful daughter sitting in the rear passenger seat of his car as he drove away from his estranged wife�s apartment. He hadn�t see Elizabeth in almost two weeks and deeply missed her.

�So, honey, how have you been?�

�Fine, Daddy.�

�And school?�

�Fine.� She repeated.

�And your mom?�Eric tried to sound nonchalant.

�She�s fine. Her friend is sleeping over.� Lizzie stated matter-of-factly while staring out the car window, so that she didn�t notice her father grip the steering wheel tightly in response.

�Lizzie, is mom�s new friend a man or a woman?�

�It�s a man but he�s not a new friend. Mom said that she�s known him a long time. � Lizzie stated innocently.

�Really? What�s his name? Do I know him?�Eric hated the way his voice sounded so desperate to his own ears. Lizzie signed in boredom.

�I don�t know, Daddy. But he kind of looked familiar. Can we get pizza today?�

�Sure, honey. Pizza it is!� Eric wanted to continue questioning his daughter but suspected that she didn�t know any further information plus he hated putting her in the middle of their strained relationship.
Lizzie didn�t deserve to be yanked between them. He hated not living with Sarah anymore and regretted agreeing to the separation and later divorce. He�d fallen in love with Sarah moments after he�d met her at one of her art shows eleven years ago. Her passion and uniqueness captured his attention and Eric never really escaped. Eventually she shared her past with him and he knew all about her previous mental problems. But Sarah never exhibited any psychoses that he ever witnessed so he accepted that she was healthy and that part of her life was over.

As far as the divorce, he�d only agreed to it because he thought she was being her usual impulsive self and assumed she�d retract the decision after she�d cooled off. That was months ago. Now he was living on his own and she had an old male friend sleeping over?

�Crap.� He mumbled under his breath too quiet for Lizzie to hear and continued driving to his parents� home in Brooklyn for a joint visit.

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An eternity could have passed and neither would have noticed as they clung to each other, alternating between kissing and hugging then kissing again. Sarah remained on Jareth�s lap wrapping her legs to either side of his while he knelt with his feet beneath him. She ran her hands through his short hair, caressed his ears, kissed his forehead; he kissed her neck, embraced her, and nuzzled her breasts.

�Sarah?� He murmured into her neck.

�Hmmm...?�

�I don�t want to remind you of terrible things but this is important.� He pulled back, looked up and met her content gaze. �You said you were in that place until you were twenty-one.�

�That�s right.�

�If none of the treatments they gave you worked then how did you finally get out?�

�Oh...Well...That�s easy. My artwork saved me.� She stated bluntly. �I was in the rec room one day when I found some crayons left behind by another patient. I hadn�t drawn anything in years because of my illness but a sudden urge to draw everything haunted me and possessed my hands. When I finished I didn�t see or hear any hallucinations for several hours. That�s the longest I�d ever gone without any. After that I tried drawing every day for hours. When the doctors realized I was getting better they willingly provided me supplies that they deemed �safe�. Within a year I was considered stable and since I was legally an adult by then I signed myself out.�

�Your art...Of course! You still draw?� He asked with such excitement Sarah nearly laughed.

�Every day usually for most of the day; it�s sort of an obsession, as you figured out already.� She said while indicated the surrounding room. �I�ve been off any medication for over 8 years, since I was pregnant with Elizabeth and I haven�t had any symptoms for longer.� A small, shy smile graced her features. �It�s been an incredible blessing in so many ways. I wasn�t able to finish high school or go to college so when I got out of the hospital I got my G.E.D, got a crappy job, and worked on my art every free moment. One day someone at work saw my art, loved it and told her friend whose aunt own an art gallery. Eventually she agreed to host a showing of my work and within a year I was selling several pieces a month from her gallery. That was almost fifteen years ago.�

�And you still sell your work?� He asked and Sarah nodded.

�The same aunt has exclusive rights to carry my work now and it�s made me quite a bit of money! Amazing really...I would�ve never imagined I�d end up here after where I started.� Jareth gently pushed her off his lap and helped her stand as he stood as well.

�Sarah, perhaps we can move to a more comfortable location. There�s more you need to know.�

�Oh...Alright...The bed?� She asked and gave him another shy smile. He removed his boots and they crawled onto her bed; Jareth positioned himself on his right side using his arm to prop his head while she faced him in a mirrored position. She gave him a look of such hope mixed with anxiety that he dare not hold back an additional second. He reached over and interwove his fingers in hers.

�I�m certainly no mortal physician but Sarah I�m quite certain that you are not, nor ever were, a Paranoid Schizophrenic.� He watched her face closely she as fully comprehended his revelation. Various escalating emotions rolled across her face.

�How can you know that?�

�When I said that you were responsible for killing the Labyrinth I haven�t yet completely explained why. For some reason after you�won�you formed some sort of bond with the Labyrinth�s magic which created, for lack of a better word; a constant vortex of magic pouring directly into you.� Jareth went on to detail the last twenty years of damage to his kingdom. How the draining of the Labyrinth�s magic was pulling its life force as well since the Labyrinth was magic incarnate. He explained that while he hadn�t noticed the drain initially once he did he worked incessantly for years attempting to reverse it. Sarah listened calmly at first becoming more distraught as he detailed the suffering and damage.

�I never meant for any of that to happen!� She cried.

�I know. I know that now.� He caressed her knuckles grasped in his hand. �I blamed you for many years but now I realize it was not your intention to cause harm and that you were greatly harmed in return. Sarah, I believe that your symptoms were caused by the Labyrinth�s magic. Since you�re mortal and have no natural ability or training it amazes me that you survived at all. I don�t fully comprehend how it happened but from what you�ve told me compared to what I�ve experienced I�d say it�s the real explanation rather than a mortal mental disease.�

�Why?�

�Controlling the Labyrinth�s magic is incredibly difficult. I�m one of the few Fae ever to conquer it. That you�ve been able to find a way to focus and expel the magic is simply astounding!� She rolled away from him onto her back without releasing his hand. This new information twisting her reality a third time in her life; her life consisting long periods of altered perceptions. It was a lot to accept. But to a certain part of Sarah it made sense. None of the medical treatments or counseling ever helped; if fact they seemed to worsen her symptoms. If what Jareth said was true that meant for the last twenty years she had not only inadvertently drawn necessary magic away from the Labyrinth but she had learned to wield it as well.

�Sarah,� He interrupted her thoughts, �you must realize by now that your artwork is your outlet. You were able to discover a way through the overload and save yourself.� Jareth watched Sarah as she dealt with the implications of his revelation. She continued to grip his hand but stared at the ceiling.

�So it�s true. I�m killing the Labyrinth and thereby my friends.� She stated in a dull voice. �All these years I never understood what was happening to me. After awhile I believed that the Labyrinth was all in my head; that the doctors were right and I was insane.�

�You are not insane, Sarah!� Jareth exclaimed. She faced him sharply.

�What else could I believe?�

�Sarah,� His voice held a note of regality tempered by concern. �You had no basis for comparison. Of course, you might think something awful for a time. Don�t you understand the level of accomplishment that you�ve achieved by imposing your will on the Labyrinth�s magic? Most Fae are unable to achieve what you have; a mortal, alone without training or experience. Sarah, that is extraordinarily rare! Your affinity for magic is unheard of.�

�Meanwhile, I also create death and destruction.� She stated in a desolate tone.

�Sarah...�

�And what about you? What happens to you?� Jareth sat up at this question. It seemed a long time ago that he desired Sarah�s suffering for her crimes against him. Could it really be just yesterday that he felt such anger and motivation? They say a little knowledge is a dangerous thing. He couldn�t afford to be less than fully honest now more than ever. Somehow she sensed his thoughts; she always sensed his deeper, truest self.

�Jareth, tell me everything. Don�t dare hold out on me now.� She sat up next to him and grabbed his bicep firmly.

�Sarah, the Labyrinth and I are bound together but the same magic that you�re draining. My fate is the same if it cannot be reversed.� Her eyes widened.

�Meaning you�ll die, too!� Jareth grasped both of her upper arms and faced her.

�You can change that! You can save us all! Come back with me, come back to the Labyrinth!�

�Go back? For how long?� He dropped his gaze. �Jareth, how long?�

�Forever. Sarah, once you return you can never leave or else the destruction will return.� She started to speak but he continued. �And you must return within a month or else there will be no returning, ever.�

�Oh...Oh God. What about Lizzie? I can�t leave her!� She gave him a hopeful look and Jareth returned a hesitant one.

�I...I don�t know. The Labyrinth is very weak. Since we�re both bound to its magic I can be sure of our safe transfer through the realms but an unbound person and a mortal. Sarah, I just don�t know what might happen. Lizzie could die or be lost forever between realms. And before you consider having her wished away at some point consider this; I am bound by Fae Law to adopt out all wished away children after the magic automatically erases their memories." He felt that knife from earlier cut deeply into his stomach again at Sarah�s expression. But he couldn�t and wouldn�t lie to her about risking her daughter�s life and future. She looked away from him and after a moment pulled her hands away as well.

�Jareth, can you please leave me alone for awhile; I need to think.�

�Sarah, I know this is difficult for you...�She faced him again, eyes flashing.

�Difficult? Jareth, I�m in a hell a corner here don�t you think? I either walk away from a life that I�ve finally gotten together after years of mental and physical hell with no help from you; a life that includes a wonderful daughter, family, and public acclaim and money for my work. Or I return to the Labyrinth which started part of my personal hell because if I don�t it, its residents and you will all die in a month, correct? So I would appreciate some privacy to consider my very limited and incredibly crappy options!� By the time she finished her speech she stood by the edge of her bed staring down at Jareth would looked warily up at her.

�Of course...You�re absolutely correct. I�ll occupy myself elsewhere.� Jareth removed himself from Sarah�s bed and left her room with a hesitant glance over his shoulder to see her standing with her hands covering her face and he thought he heard soft sobs starting again. Will wasn�t he just a hero; not in her presence a day and already making her cry twice. Jareth closed the door quietly behind him and stood in the hallway unsure of what to do next.

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Most of the day passed and dusk settled before Sarah left her bedroom, mostly due to hunger. Jareth had redressed in his torn shirt and attempted to occupy his time in her common rooms by himself. He feed himself with moderate success by making a simple sandwich of ham and cheese at one point. Later he figured out how to turn on the television and wasted several hours on weekend day time programming. He sorted through her reading material and eventually fell asleep on the living room couch when it was obvious that Sarah would remain cloistered for a length of time.

At first Sarah cried. Crying was something she did a lot in her life. She didn�t want to nor did she like to because she always ended up with a headache and felt worse than before, but she was an emotional being and not because she was a woman. She accepted that her emotions guided her life and she trusted them but sometimes they were damn inconvenient. Then she thought and considered and finally decided.

�Jareth.� She brushed the bangs from his forehead and caressed his skin until he woke from his nap. He opened his eyes to see her beautiful, bloodshot ones looking into his.

�Sarah!� He leaned towards her until their foreheads touched.

�Jareth, can you stay the full month before the...End?� She asked in an almost shy manner.

�Yes, the Labyrinth explained that it had enough power left to last a month but that sooner would be better.� Sarah nodded.

�Ok, well, I�d like to think about this more but I�d really like to get to know you better. Do you think you could stay for now and we could just...I don�t know...Date, while I decide what to do?�

�Are you giving me permission to court you, Precious?� Jareth said with a smirk and satisfied sound in his voice.

�I guess I am.� She returned the smile and kissed him quickly. Jareth, however, wasn�t about to let Sarah sneak away with a small peck on the lips and pulled her head in firmly with his hand for a deeper kiss, his tongue asking for entrance which she immediately granted. Sarah closed her eyes and felt the same small shocks as earlier zap through her body. Jareth�s other hand cupped her right breast through her silk robe and his thumb circled her nipple until it hardened. She moaned and felt herself getting wet already. God, how did he do this so fast to her? If she ever thought her fantasies of him were powerful, real life Jareth was ten times more potent.

Jareth felt her respond to him and the blood rushed to his manhood immediately. Her breast in his hand made him only want more of her and he knew she felt the same. He open mouth kissed and licked his way from her mouth, down her neck to her chest. He brushed aside the robe to expose her and began suckling her right nipple. Sarah sat up on her knees on the floor to give him better access and he placed his hand on the small of her back to support her.

When his hot tongue touched her breast with gentle, firm strokes Sarah thought she might faint with the sensations. He nibbled her and softly pulled at the nub with his teeth before leaving it to give similar attention to its twin. Jareth moved his hand not supporting her slowly down her abdomen and pubic area until he was caressing between her thighs. Sarah shifted slightly to give him better access and he accepted, slipping first one finger, than two inside of her.

�Sarah...you�re so wet.� He whispered into her breast as he worked his fingers in and out of her tight femininity.

�Don�t stop, Jareth...Please...� She gasped and he added his thumb against her clit and she jerked and grasped at his shoulders. Sarah lost herself to his ministrations and felt her climax build rapidly. Jareth increased both the pace of his tongue at her breasts and his fingers as he sense her impending climax and smiled to himself when he felt her walls spasm and heard her cry out. Sarah dug her fingernails into her shoulders for a second time that day as her orgasm hit her with waves of electricity.

"Oh, God! Jareth! Oh...!� Sarah�s body went rigid then collapsed forward into Jareth�s waiting arms. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her bodily up onto the couch on top of him and settled her head against his chest, her body comfortably next to his own. He caressed her hair and back and kissed the top of her head.

�Rest Sarah, we�ll talk more later. For now just sleep.�

�Mmmmm...Ok...� She mumbled and a short time passed before he heard her softly snoring; her hands pressed to his chest and her undone robe draped over them both. Eventually they both slept.

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Jareth and Sarah spent the next day just as she had requested, getting to know each other. Sarah took him out for breakfast to her favorite local diner then shopping for some new clothes since she had ruined his shirt and he needed more than just one pair of pants if he were to stay the month. Financially, Sarah was well off since her artwork had been selling well for high prices for several years and she invested wisely and consistently.

They made an effort to speak only about themselves for the day and not about the current situation but neither found it particularly easy since such dire consequences would result. Sarah told him how the friend�s aunt, Caroline Bagby, discovered her artwork and helped launch her into fame and riches. She spoke about her dating experiences for the few years after the hospital before she met Eric. They weren�t entire failures but since she was late bloomer, for obvious reasons, it took her a few pit falls before she learn how to date successfully.

Sarah explained how she had felt safe and comfortable with Eric and thought that she loved him at first. She had hoped that more passion would follow but when it never materialized she gradually accepted that she didn�t love him the way and wife should love a husband and asked for a separation and later divorce. Jareth told her about his initial obsession with her which had distracted him from his kingdom�s plight. He told her about his extreme loneliness and isolation due to his position as Goblin King. He talked about what it was like being Fae and how it differed being human. Then he detailed the destruction and problems which he had tried to remedy for years. He explained the numerous ways in which he had searched for a solution before reached the conclusion that coming to her as a human was his last resort.

They passed the entire Sunday in companionable time and Sarah was surprised to note that she nearly forgot the larger issue lurking between them. They returned to her apartment just before Eric was due back with Lizzie; hand-in-hand they walked into her building greeting Alan in the lobby. Jareth and Sarah walked to her bedroom with their parcels from the day�s shopping and stood kissing for a few minutes until they heard a knock at the front door.

�That should be Eric with Lizzie. Stay here and I�ll be right back.� Sarah said.

�I would like to meet Eric.�Jareth stated with a gleam in his eyes.

�That would not be a good idea, just wait, alright?�

�Alright.� He reluctantly agreed and sat on her bed while she left for the door. He heard her open it.

�Hey, Eric. Lizzie, sweetie! Did you have a good time?� Sarah squatted and caught her daughter as she gave her mother a hug.

�Yeah, Mom, we had pizza and went shopping for some new movies and I saw grandma and grandpa Morton. They said they missed you and they love you.� Lizzie exclaimed excitedly.

�Oh, sweetie, I love them, too. Maybe I�ll see them next time. Why don�t you take your bag to your room and I�ll see you in a minute.�

�Ok, Mom. Bye, Daddy, I love you!� Lizzie hugged her father and he leaned down to return the hug and kiss.

�I love you, too baby girl. You take care and I�ll see you in two weeks for our whole week visit!�

�Right!� Lizzie grabbed her bag, gave her father another quick hug then walked to her room leaving her parents to stand and stare at each other.

�So, Sarah, I hear you have a friend sleeping over.� Eric accused.

�Excuse me? Have you been interrogating our daughter again?� Sarah crossed her arms in front of her chest and stated coldly.

�I just asked Lizzie how you were and she spilled that you have a male friend sleeping over. An old male friend! Who is he? Do I know him?� Eric�s voice became harsher with each word and he pointed into her home.

�How dare you! That is none of your business!�

�The hell it is! You�re still my wife!� He spat.

�Not if you�d just sign the damn paperwork which you agreed to do months ago!� She retorted.

�Sarah, I don�t want a divorce!�

�Well, too bad! I do!� They had both been raising their voices slightly but trying to keep them under control for Lizzie�s sake; who was still, fortunately in her room. Jareth, however, was no longer in Sarah�s bedroom because once he heard raised voices he became concerned and curious making his way towards the living room until he stood at the entrance from the hallway approximately twenty feet from the front door.

At this point Jareth�s view of Eric was excellent and he was stunned to notice the physical resemblance between himself and Sarah�s estranged husband. They could be brothers or cousins. Eric was slimly built with long, light blond hair with fly away bangs. He appeared to be around six foot with medium to pale skin tone. Jareth guessed Eric would likely have blue eyes as well. Sarah certainly had a type. At that point Jareth realized that their bickering had ceased and Eric was moving towards him while Sarah attempted to restrain him. Once Eric stood about five feet from him he spoke in a stunned alto voice.

�You�re him aren�t you? You�re the Goblin King.�
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