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Sacrifices	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 9590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jareth woke early. He made no move to get out of the bed he was in, wrapped around Sarah as he was. He went over the day before in his mind. The museum, his conversation with Sarah.
Being with her, sharing her bed, it was something he never dreamed would happen. There was a part of him that wished it never had. For now he could not imagine a future with anyone but her, but he dared not dream of that. It was impossible unless she chose it. He would be better off just being in the here and now, and leaving it behind when she was gone. Letting her find a human man to share her life, marry, have children.
The thought of another man in her bed, touching her, loving her...it made him want to tear the man apart, and he didn't even exist yet. Sarah was his. He was also hers he knew now. It was a heady thought. This is what was supposed to be. He could not force her. The only thing theoretically he could do would be to take her life...that was abhorrent and she would hate him then. So he would have to accept what came. Go on without her if need be.
Jareth could only say one thing for certain. He would never love another as he loved her. Thousands of years of existence told him that much.
He had been betrothed twice. He had not gone through with either marriage for the simple fact he knew those women weren't right for him. They may have had many fine qualities and he cared for them both, but each time before the marriage could be undertaken, he knew. She was out there, somewhere.
Then, Sarah. He had not been certain until they had danced in her enchanted dream world. Usually he would not have even stepped into a runner's dream. She had looked so stunning, he had to. He needed to dance with her. When she broke away he had been crushed. Then he got angry at her defiance. How dare she refuse him at every turn!
In the end he convinced himself he was losing his mind, shoved her memory away. Denying what he knew to be true. Then, she had opened the door. Once again she turned his world upside down.
He gazed down at her sleeping face, and sighed. My Sarah. What am I going to do with you? He thought.
He needed to get up and dressed. He had to meet with his brother shortly and he frankly just did not want to leave Sarah alone. He worried for her safety. Something odd was going on down at that site, and now he knew someone knew who he was and that he was connected to her.
"Fuck." Jareth said as he sat up. He moved the blankets and flung his legs over the side. He stood and in a thought, was clean and dressed.
Instead of just leaving he went around the other side of the bed and shook Sarah's bare shoulder. "My love."
Sarah opened one eye and looked up at him. "What's going on?"
Jareth bent down and kissed her forehead. "I need to go. Since the last time you were distressed, I chose to wake you and tell you. I have a meeting to attend."
She nodded, turning over. The blanket slipped down to reveal the lovely sight of her naked upper body.
"Come back soon." She reached up and ran her fingers across his face. He captured her hand and kissed it, too.
"I promise. I love you."
A smiled ghosted across Sarah's face as she closed her eyes, still sleepy. "Love you too."

_
Jareth appeared in the Goblin Castle, flustered. "Your Majesty!" One of his aides rushed to his side. "Your brother is here and waiting for you in your study."
Jareth inclined his head. "I had hoped to beat him here. No matter now. Bring us tea, Olan." The aide bowed and went to do as Jareth told him.
He walked to his office and opened the door, expecting a fight. Surprisingly Deaglán was sitting next to the fireplace reading and not pacing impatiently.
"Brother." Jareth greeted him stiffly.
"Ah. Jareth. About time. Off dallying with the human girl Mother told me about?"
"I was not dallying. Sarah is very special to me and not some form of stress relief. I'll thank you to not speak of her in such a manner." He went to sit behind his desk.
"Jareth, you have always been so...contrary. Why does everything you do have to be against all we have built here? Must you always be such a fool?" Deaglán answered, sitting across from him.
He continued. "A human? Really? I'm sure she is a lovely thing, sweet, giving. There is no future there. No children. Within 50 years, 70 at the outside, she will be gone and you will have nothing but heartache. Find yourself a woman of The Kin. Marry, do the right thing. For all of us. You must play your part is ensuring the future of us all. Your blood is strong, you would have a better than fair chance of reproducing with the right female."
Jareth got more and more angry as his brother talked. He had just had this conversation with Sarah but hearing it from his brother made him feel disagreeable. "I know my duties. Brother. Sarah needs my help, my protection. She is *MY* champion. Even if I did not love her, I would still be bound to help her."
"Love her? Oh Jareth, The Great Owl King, Lord of The Labyrinth, Goblin King, how the mighty have fallen. You who vowed to never lose your heart to a woman. Felled by a simple human girl. I am amused." Deaglán smirked at him and sat back.
Jareth frowned. "There is nothing simple about Sarah. Nothing at all. Do you think I do not know all of this? I spoke of it with her just last night. She understands. We will enjoy each other's company for as long as she walks the ancient land. When she goes home, we will part. I know what has to be done."
"You say that now, until it is 6 months later and your poor Sarah is crying over some human foolishness and she cries for you. You will go to her and it will start again." Jareth's brother replied.
Jareth pinched the bridge of his nose. "What is it that you want? If it is just to berate me, you may leave."
Deaglán leaned forward. "We have things to discuss. Mother told me of the trouble above."
Just then a servant arrived with tea, pouring them each a cup and bowed low before leaving.
"Then let us discuss, dear brother." Jareth answered, picking up his cup and waiting to hear what the man had to say.

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Sarah arrived at the dig smiling. She got her tool bag and hopped out of the car. As she walked through the site she waved and greeted everyone. Reaching the pit she climbed down, not even minding that it was still rather muddy.
Who cares? She thought. I am well and truly loved and in love. Even if it's for a few weeks, I'm going to enjoy it.
She worked for several hours, finding bone fragments and some strange twisted pieces of burnt metal. She set those aside to examine later. At noon she stopped for a bit to climb out of the area and fetch a sandwich and bottle of water, then went back.
She felt truly happy for once in her life, and it wasn't because of her job. As she worked she thought about it.
She had a bad childhood, her mother not really taking to being one. When Linda finally left she had been devastated. Then her father remarried.
Soon after her father and Karen had Toby. She sure hadn't appreciated him until after she had ran The Labyrinth. Even after, though she adored him, he was a baby and she a teenager. She enjoyed her time with him but it wasn't his place in life to make her happy after all.
Then she had her problems, and Karen had been there for her. For that she was grateful.

Her father had wanted to throw her out of the house to go live with her mother, who certainly didn't want her, but Karen stood firm. Karen had supported her, was instrumental in getting Sarah into a good program to overcome her addiction, had been the one to drive her and visited her faithfully.

Turned out Sarah was so wrong about the woman, and was glad of it.
After that she went to college and grad school. By the time that was done Toby hardly knew her. She moved to New York. Mostly she went to school, worked and slept. She hardly ever dated and really never wanted to. She had only one boyfriend of note in college, who took her virginity and was gone from her life a few months later.
In the back of her mind he had always been there. She realized that now. He never stopped being a part of her. No matter what that would never change.
As she worked she started to feel an uncomfortable sensation between her breasts. At first it was an itch, but as she worked, she noticed it felt rather warm there. She looked around to make sure no one was looking and pulled the top of her shirt out so she could look down.
Where the coin on it's chain lay was a red mark. She touched the coin and it was hot. "Wow. That's odd. I'll have to ask Jareth about it later. I must be allergic to the metal." She said. She took it off her neck and stuck it in her pocket.
A few minutes later someone called down into the pit telling the workers to come up, that the day was done.
She climbed the ladder and grabbed a hose and rinsed off her tools, then packed them away in their bag.
She practically skipped to her car, got in and drove off singing to the radio.

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Teimhnín watched the human girl as she so happily left the site. He growled low in his throat. "I should have taken her in that alley. She would have been devastated and too damaged to let Jareth touch her further." He said to himself.
The boy came up behind him. "What do you want me to do next, Master?"
"Nothing. You have been of little use to me so far, I do not have confidence you will be successful in the future. I damaged her car so that you could spend more time with her, but you were too much of an idiot to take advantage of it. Leave me."
He turned to see the boy wander off, dejected. He felt nothing but scorn. Stupid human.

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Sarah picked up some food and went back to the inn, excited to see Jareth. When she got into the room she was a bit disappointed he wasn't waiting for her, but knew he would be back.
She ate as she worked on her laptop, typing more of the story of Jareth's people. She had told him she was doing it, and he didn't mind.

She thought maybe someday she would write a book based upon his stories but keep a few vital details out and crafted as fiction.
She was deep into her writing when two hands were placed upon her shoulders, gently kneading her flesh.
"Oh there you are Larry, I was worried you wouldn't make it in time for our clandestine affairs." She joked.
"This Larry does not value his life." Jareth growled in her ear, making her giggle.
"I couldn't resist." She turned and looked up at him.
He picked her up and sat down, holding her in his lap.
"Tease The Goblin King will you. I will be forced to punish you for your insolence." He tipped her backwards and gave her a noisy kiss.
Sarah pushed at him and stood up. "Mmm..maybe I'll give you a lap dance to make it up to you."
She straddled him and rubbed herself on his lap, feeling him respond.
His brow rose. "I am not familiar with this tradition, but I wholeheartedly approve." He grabbed her bottom and squeezed as she rocked herself against him.
He nuzzled his face between her breasts then stopped. "Sarah...where is the coin? You did not lose it did you?" He sounded slightly alarmed.
"No, I swear." She reached into her pocket and pulled it out. "I was wearing it, and it started itching and burning my skin. I think I'm allergic."
Sarah found herself pushed off of his lap as he flew to his feet. "When did this happen?" He demanded.
"I was was working in the pit today and as I was digging and shifting dirt, I started to feel itchy and warm where the coin was against my skin. I looked and my skin was red so I took it off and put it in my pocket, why?"
"You need to go back. Tonight. When you get there call me to you and I will help." He gripped her shoulders and told her frantically, his eyes ablaze with emotion.
Sarah was concerned by the look on Jareth's face. "What is it? The gate is locked so I'll have to sneak in..but you need to tell me why."
"The coin is the key to the stone. It was being activated. Which means the stone was very near you when this happened, within several feet at most." Jareth started pacing. "Sarah we need to go! Now!"
"Alright alright, we'll go. But if I get in trouble for this.." Sarah started.
"You do not understand. if my uncle gets a hold of that stone, and unlocks the magic...well who knows what he will do!" His voice was rising.
Sarah changed back into jeans and a t-shirt, throwing her sweatshirt over it as it would be chilly.
She got her boots on as fast as she could, with Jareth practically climbing the walls.
"Come on!" He prodded her.
"Jareth I am going as fast as I can. I have to be dressed and have my boots on to be able to walk through the mud without slipping." She answered, irritated. She grabbed her bag and turned to him. "It will be less than an hour. Stay here until you hear me call."
She took the stairs two at a time and left the inn, hopping into the car and sped off.
A minute later a car was not far behind, trailing her.
Had a weird realization that this a slight songfic. Unintentional. I listened to DB's Heathen quite a bit when writing it, and it seems to have colored the story in a certain fashion. Funny how that happens with Mr. Jones' work. This would be the "I took A Trip on a Gemini Spaceship" chapter.
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