The Labyrinth Of The Soul

Disclaimer: I do not own Sarah or Jareth, unfortunately! I do not own Hoggle, or Toby. In fact it'd be easier to say George Lucas does.

A/N - This is my first non-HP fanfic. This was my favourite film when I was a child, and it still is. I loved this pairing even as a kid, and I used to play in my back garden a sequel that went something like this. Although my sequel, (even at the age of eight!) would have been a fifteen! Anyway I hope you all enjoy.

Sarah’s Gift

Sarah was lying on her bed cuddling Lancelot. She was twenty-four and it was ten years after the Labyrinth incident. She was now living on her own. She moved out after a big row with her stepmother. She had never got on with the woman, but her father liked her. She was just about to pick up her moth eaten copy of Lord of the Rings when she heard her intercom buzz. She walked up to the intercom.

“Sarah!” It was her father.

“Hi dad, come on up,” Sarah said. She dialled in the code to open the downstairs doors. Her father was soon standing in front of her. He looked terrible. He was holding his sons hand.

Toby was ten now, and he looked up at Sarah with a huge grin on his face. She smiled back, for some odd reason, Toby remembered the Labyrinth to, but they both never spoke of it in front of her dad, and his mom.

“Sarah, could you look after Toby. Something bads going on at home.”

“Sure, what’s wrong?” Sarah said, reaching out to Toby. He willingly took hold of her hand. He was really hoping that his sister was going to someday wish him to another fantastic country, with magic and goblins.

“Oh, it’s – well,” her father hesitated and looked down at his wide-eyed boy.

“Toby, go play with Lancelot,” Sarah said. She handed Toby the stuffed toy, and Toby ran to the corner of the room, “well?”

Her father glanced at Toby once to make sure he was completely engrossed in playing, and then he turned his attention back towards Sarah.

“It’s not working out,” he said. “She’s a Witch, Sarah, I can’t even go into the gift section of a store anymore without her thinking I am having an affair!”

Sarah smirked inwardly. She had sensed that Karen was evil, but her dad seemed so happy. She put on a sympathetic face and looked commiserating towards her father.

“I am sorry,” she murmured. “What happens to Toby if you two…?”

Her father sighed and shrugged his shoulders. He looked at his son.

“I love Toby, you know that!”

“So do I, dad,” Sarah said.

“Shasha!” Toby exclaimed.

“What is it, Toby?” Sarah asked.

“Do you hate my mom?” Toby asked. His tone was innocent.

“We don’t get along, honey, sometimes people don’t.”

“I’m not too sure on her either,” he replied with a sigh. “If mommy and daddy split I want to be with daddy.”

Sarah smiled down at her younger half brother and she turned back to her father.

“He knows already, dad, kids sense things.”

Her father smiled and hugged his daughter and she hugged him back. He walked out of the door and she shut it gently behind her.

“Lets play Labyrinth,” Toby said. “Come on Shasha!”

Shasha was his name for Sarah, he couldn’t pronounce it when he was learning to speak and the name kind of stuck.

“Don’t you think we’re a little too old, Toby. I have my own apartment, and you are ten.”

“I don’t care, I want to play Labyrinth.”

She sighed. She was glad that her imagination never left her as she gotten older. Sometimes people do grow out of things, but Sarah didn’t. Toby wouldn’t let her.

~*~*~

“That’s it, my dear Sarah, you play Labyrinth for your baby brother. And when you say the words…!”

King Jareth was watching her through one of his magic crystal balls, and then he smiled. His green eye twinkled merrily whilst his blue eye looked on with a slight tinge of lust. It was always Sarah. He had been watching her for ten years now, he had seen her with various boys and seen her dump them. He had watched her through school, and college. He had kept her imagination alive so that she could never forget him.

He turned to his goblins; they smelt strongly of urine, and alcohol. He wrinkled his nose. He longed for a Queen. He longed for someone to love him in return, in short, he longed for Sarah. It was always Sarah.

“What if she won’t say the words?” A goblin guard said to him.

“Oh she’ll say them all right,” Jareth said in his quiet assured voice. He continued watching the ball.

~*~*~

Sarah rushed into her bedroom to put on the clothes that she wore that day she went to the Labyrinth. Thankfully they still fit. She walked up to Toby, who was laughing with glee. He sat in the chair and was eating potato chips.

Sarah narrowed her eyes and smirked at her brother. She put on her best evil face, and then she shook her head.

“Say your right words,” she said in an evil twisted voice that made Toby laugh even more, “and we will take your brother to the goblin kingdom.”

“That’s not it!” Toby exclaimed with a disappointed lilt to his voice.

“I’m improvising,” Sarah replied. “Do you want to do this?”

Toby shook his head. She nodded and then she crept up to Toby.

“Goblin King! Goblin King! Take this child of mine far away from me!”

~*~*~

“What was that rubbish?” the Goblin guard Urshak said. “It doesn’t even start with ‘I wish!’ honestly.”

“Ssh,” King Jareth spat harshly, “she’s playing it the way it began. Soon, Urshak, soon! We must be patient.”

~*~*~

Toby was still eating the potato chips. “Go to the light switch, Shasha.”

Sarah smiled; her dark eyes sparkled mischievously, as she considered the next move. She walked up to the light switch and turned around, she schooled her expression to one of adolescent hatred.

“I wish the Goblin King would come and take you away,” she pushed the switch. “Right now!”

~*~*~

Jareth smirked. She was going to regret ever getting complacent over playing the game so many times with her brother. He clicked his fingers, and Urshak along with all the other Goblins had come back to the Above Lands.

Urshak grabbed Toby from behind thanking the person that had the foresight to give Goblins night vision. Sarah went to switch the light back on. But it wouldn’t.

She began to panic. She went to her phone to ask a janitor to come and sort it out, but the line was dead. She went to the window to close it as it had suddenly become very cold.

She reached out to close the window but something clenched around her wrist and that something stepped out of the shadows.

“YOU?” Sarah screamed.

“Me,” Jareth replied coolly. “And how are you, Sarah?”

“I was fine, before you came along!”

Jareth smirked. He walked up to Sarah, and then he gently tucked some of her dark hair behind her ear.

“Oh, really, fine. Well then, I better get going.”

He switched the light back on with a flick of his wrist. He turned Sarah around, so that she could see Toby wrestling with Urshak.

“What are you doing?” Sarah asked. Her heart was beating loudly. Jareth felt the pulse go through to his chest.

“Didn’t you wish for your baby brother to be taken by me?”

“It was a game,” she said. Tears were threatening to well up in her eyes. She mouthed ‘bite his wrist,’ to Toby. Toby bit the knuckles of Urshak, and then stamped on Urshak’s unprotected feet. He made a dash for Jareth.

“Let go off my sister!” he said as he kicked Jareth on the leg.

Jareth just sighed and rolled his eyes. He did let Sarah go, but he knelt down to Toby, so that his eyes bored into the child.

“Do you love your sister?” he asked him.

“Yes!” Toby said defiantly. “She’s cool.”

“Is she?” Jareth said, as he turned to face her. She blushed. “Well, my dear Toby, I love her to. If you want to find her then you have to travel the Labyrinth.”

“NO!” Sarah yelled. “He’s just a child! Please, don’t do this, Jareth. I beg you!”

King Jareth stood up. He looked in her grey eyes and he laid his whip on her shoulder.

“It seems I have power over you, after all.”

Sarah shuddered. He walked up to Sarah and took her hand. Before she knew what was happening she had been transferred from her apartment to the Goblin Castle.

“You didn’t give him a time limit,” she pointed out.

“He knows the rules, Sarah.” King Jareth stated coldly. He walked up to Sarah keeping a predatory gaze on her she took a few steps back. She stumbled over something and she frantically tried to get up. Jareth rolled his eyes.

He walked up to her and offered her his hand. She had no choice but to accept it. Once she was standing up he pulled her closer to him. He leaned down and she felt his hot breath breeze on her lips.

“What – what are you doing?” Sarah asked in a meek voice. Her brain screamed for her to fight, but her body was telling her to stay.

“I am tired of this, Sarah,” he murmured. “I would have thought that you would know what it is I truly want.”

Jareth clutched hold of her hand extremely tightly. He picked her other hand up with his other hand and placed it on his heart. Sarah gulped.

“I – I can’t. I have a life in the Above Grounds,” she stammered.

“Oh really, is that what you call your pitiful existence on that terrain?”

“You don’t know anything about my life,” Sarah said, her tone had resumed its strength.

“I know you’ve had boyfriends that you didn’t want to spend the rest of your life with, I know that your father and stepmother are not happy. I know that you are so unhappy up there. I know that your heart,” at this point of the conversation he placed his hand on her heart, brushing his leather glove gently over her nipple, “this beating organ yearns for something so much more than what you’ve already got, Sarah.”

Sarah gulped. She was scared of him when she was fourteen but that was because of the feelings he aroused in her. She was twenty-four now, old enough to control them. Old enough to – to accept them.

“I can’t,” she whispered. “Don’t you see that I can’t?”

“Yes, Sarah, you can.”

He tilted her chin up and cocked his head to one side. His lips hovered just above hers, and then he let go off her hand that was placed over his heart and he slid it up her arm. He wound it to the small of her back and he brought her closer to him. She parted her mouth, and then he gently, and softly slid his tongue inside her mouth and kissed her.

~*~*~

Toby was at the gates of the Labyrinth. He knew what to say, Sarah had told the story hundreds of times. He never thought that HE would one day be the one to rescue her.

He came across a wrinkled old Goblin/Dwarf thing peeing in the stream; this was how his sister had met him.

“Excuse me,” Toby said.

“Oh, excuse me!” the wrinkled old Goblin said, as he fastened his trousers up.

“Um, how do you get into the Labyrinth?” Toby asked.

“Why do you want to do that for?”

“My sisters in there,” Toby said.

“Oh really, and that concerns me because?” The Goblin/Dwarf thing picked up his can of fairy spray.

“Her name’s Sarah!” Toby answered. “She’s been here before. We were playing a game and then the Goblin King Jareth turned up and he kidnapped Sarah. Now, I have to go through the Labyrinth to save her.”

The Goblin/Dwarf thing dropped the can in shock. He turned around and he looked at the young boy again.

“In that case, I’m Hoggle!”

“I know,” Toby said. “Sarah kept telling me how much she loves you.”

Hoggle smiled and a soft gleam fell into his eyes. “She did.”

Toby nodded emphatically. He leant against a slimy, ivy-covered wall; he brushed his hand through his blonde hair. Hoggle pushed open the door and he gestured Toby to follow him.

“I can get you there in no time,” Hoggle said. “Sarah’s the only person to like me.”

Toby smiled as he helped Hoggle close the door.

“This is gonna be fun,” Toby said. Hoggle shook his head, oh the optimism of the young.

~*~*~

Jareth broke the kiss first. He stroked her fringe and then looked deeply into her eyes.

“Sarah,” he murmured. “When you’re brother arrives you have to decide to stay with me, where you can be a Queen… or you can go back to the Above Grounds, and be alone, unloved and bored.”

Sarah tilted her head to one side. She narrowed her eyes and then pushed him away.

“I have to go back to the Above Grounds,” she said.

“Do not be hasty in your decision, Sarah. Wait a while before you make up your mind.”

Sarah’s tongue still tingled with his touch, she swallowed and his taste was mingled with hers. It was the most intense kiss she had ever had. It was the kiss of true love.

A/N So what do you think?