Sarah wanted to fall into her bed and never wake up. She was so tired but she felt better. It was a relief to finally be able to tell someone other than herself about what happened to her when she was only sixteen. She felt as if a giant weight had been lifted from her shoulders. No one in the group judged her for what happened and they were very supportive. For the past three hours she had racked her brain as to how and why the goblins were in Sunnydale. If it was just one she would of thought it a fluke, that maybe Jareth had left one behind but there were obviously more than one and Jareth was not the type to leave lose ends. Was he? She really didn’t know the Goblin King that well. All she had to rely on was her encounters with him when she was in his labyrinth.

            She decided against the thought of Jareth being careless. He was maybe arrogant, cruel, mysterious, charming, seductive, very handsome, but careless. No. Knowing that she wouldn’t be getting any answers on her own she glanced towards her vanity and as if a light had come on within her mind she got an idea.

Getting off of her bed she sat in front of her vanity and took a deep breath, “Hoggle, Didamous, I need you.” Nothing happened all that greeted her was her own reflection. This was not good.

Getting up from the chair she started pacing not knowing what she should do. She thought that she could call on someone else but was not sure if she should. Maybe this was his plan all along. To make it so she would feel the need to call on the Goblin King for help, therefor making her vulnerable to his advances. No, she was not the same defenseless teenager she was four years ago. She was twenty years old and a Slayer she had to believe in herself now more than ever. All of her regrets, unsureness had to be placed aside. Something was going on and she had a very bad feeling that things were only going to get worse.

Facing the mirror once again she opened her mouth and let her words spring forth, “Jareth, I need to speak with you. JARETH!” If he didn’t hear her she didn’t know what she was going to do next. She waited a few more minutes before she tried again, “Jareth, I know you can hear me. Please, I…I need you.”

Sarah felt the air around her tingle with unseen magic as the room started to blur and shift before her eyes. Feeling slightly dizzy she closed her eyes and waited for the tingling to stop before opening them again. She almost fell over as the scene before her was no longer her dorm room but a bedroom, Jareth’s more likely. Candles were lit all around the room giving it a romantic glow. Sarah was not expecting this and she was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable and was starting to wish that she hadn’t called him. When her eyes met the large four poster bed to her side she swallowed.

‘This is not good’ Sarah mentally told herself, “Jareth” his name came out as a whisper and she mentally cursed herself for letting him get to her like this.

She looked around for him but saw no one. Before she could look behind her she felt his strong arms circle her waist and his warm breath tickle pleasingly against her ear, “You called,” he purred.

 Her body betrayed her as she felt herself lean into him and close her eyes. She was so tired from the day’s events that she was shocked to find that she had not the strength to fight his hold on her nor really wanting too. What spell had he cast on her this time? Was it a spell? No, she couldn’t blame him for how she was reacting to his touch, his closeness. ‘Now, what did I call on him for?’ she thought distantly to herself, her mind not wanting to concentrate on business at the moment.

Jareth grinned against her soft fragrant brown hair knowing what effect he was having on her and pleased that she wasn’t fighting him. He was very pleased when he heard her call for him, how he needed a distraction. Such innocence, she was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on. She was lovely when sixteen but now she was even more so. In his opinion nothing could compare with her beauty. But it was more than just physical attraction he felt towards her. She had traversed his labyrinth, had confront him and defeated him. She had a strength within that he admired and now that she was more mature and could understand his love for her. He would not stop until she recognized his love and excepted him and his world.

“Sarah, have you considered my offer?”

Well, that brought her back from her cloud quickly. She had to stop letting him effect her so. Her friends were depending on her and something more important than herself and her feelings for Jareth needed to be taken care of. It took more strength than she knew that she had to pull away from him but she had to.

Turning to face him she could not meet his eyes, “Jareth, this is not why I called you.”

Jareth’s face quickly changed from a seductive grin to his usual mask, “Oh, so why have you called for me?”

“Are you aware that some of your Goblins are terrorizing Sunnydale or had you something to do with it?” she said with a bit more accusation than she had intended.

With a wave of his hand they had disappeared from his bedchambers reappearing in the royal throne room. Placing his gloved hands behind his back he intensely looked to Sarah as if contemplating something, “No to both questions. Are you sure that they are goblins and not some other creature?”

Sarah crossed her arms over her chest defiantly, “I think I know a goblin when I see one. They’ve been breaking into peoples homes and other public property leaving everyplace they go trashed.”

“Why call me? Why not your so called friends Higgle and that annoying fox like creature?” his voice was filled with hurt and it made Sarah mentally cringe.

“They didn’t answer my call.” She unintentionally snapped. Both stood silent for the moment and Sarah’s temper was starting to rise. “You are so…God, I don’t know what I was thinking when I called you,” she said the last sentence more for herself than for Jareth.

“Well, if that’s the way you feel about it!” With a wave of his gloved hand Sarah found herself back in her dorm room.

Sarah yelled out, “OO, the nerve of that…that. Why do you have to be so angering?” Flopping down on her bed she began to calm down and sighed, “And why did I have to fall for you?” she whispered to herself before she crawled under her blankets and closed her eyes. She was so tired that she didn’t care that she was sleeping in her clothes.

Jareth carelessly flung himself into his throne as he tried to think about what had gone wrong. One minute their having a very intimate, romantic moment then the next they end up fighting with each other. ‘Why does she have to defy me so?’ he thought to himself as he conjured one of his crystals in hand. Within it’s smooth surface the image of Sarah came to view. He watched as she yelled out in anger at him sending her back without anything more said. He grinned, he liked the fire that she held within herself, he couldn’t help but be amused. His grin grew as he heard her last words before slipping off into sleep. So, she finally admitted to herself that she was in love with him. Maybe there was some hope left for them after all.

            Deep within the underground the tunnels held a damp coldness that kept out any inhabitants from rooting within them. Cobwebs hung sickly along the walls and corners. A sparkling dark substance covered the ground as they winded underneath the labyrinth. It in itself its own labyrinth. The tunnels stretched and turned spilling out into large rooms and back to other long and narrow hallways.

            Within a large opening that one of the tunnels opened up into vampires gathered. A man dressed in black sat proudly over all as he watched them at their rest as it was now day within the new world that they had discovered. His dark brown hair slicked back out of his eyes as he now looked down at his new creation. The elfin woman sat at his feet her head laying against his knee. Gently stroking a piece of her bright red hair he caused her to look up at him with her dark green eyes. His chocolate brown eyes seeking out her forest green ones.

            She smiled up at him in admiration, he had given her a gift, a new life that she never thought nor imagined possible. “Jonathan, why are you not at rest, my love?”

            Jonathan cupped her chin in his hands lowering himself to kiss her sweet cold lips, “My lovely Navea, I have much planing for this world and no need of rest.”

            Navea smiled sweetly excepting her master’s words. She would follow him no matter where he would lead her and question not his intentions. Looking away from him she lay her head back down on his lap while he caressed her long red tresses.

            He watched her intently as she fell back to sleep and wondered, for the millionth time, what it was about this one that he had sired that made him want to do everything within his power to please? She was very different from any that he had sired. She had awakened more quickly than any human had ever had. He thought it because she was another creature completely different from the humans that they feast upon. She also exhibited special abilities that made her all the more intoxicating to posses. He was right to have taken her when he did. This new world was free for the taking and she would be a great help to his purpose. The other vampires that surrounded him had nothing to compare with the one that lied at his feet.

            Jonathan grinned inwardly as his thoughts went back to the plan he was conjuring within his mind. With no Slayer to stop him and his minions, there would be no stopping him from taking over this powerful world. The possibilities of what evils and damage that he could provoke to this new world was endless and with Navea by his side it would become reality very soon. He let himself laugh at his revelations, a cold dark laugh that would make ones hairs stand on end.

            Sarah stood within the hedge maze once again but it was barely recognizable this time. Instead of lush green shrubbery, lay nothing but dark almost black dead branches and growth forming the maze. The air around her felt cold and uncomfortable as she hugged herself moving forward through the maze. Hearing a growl she was pushed back landing hard on the ground a few feet behind where she had been just moments ago. Moaning slightly to the sharp pain that shot up through her back she looked up to see a man dressed in black standing over her. To his side stood a woman, an elfin woman with dark red hair that flew about her lovely face with the cold wind that surrounded them.

            Quickly getting to her feet Sarah stared down at the two in defiance. The woman regarded her fearlessly letting Sarah know that she was not afraid of her. Before Sarah could blink the woman was on her pulling back her long dark brown hair and glaring her hateful dark green eyes into her startled blue ones. The woman’s face changed and revealed her true self. She was a vampire but none like she had ever faced. This woman held a power and made Sarah unable to move out of her harsh grasp. Sarah gasped as she felt the ripping of her own flesh and her blood leaving her. Sitting straight up from the bed Sarah had awakened ungracefully falling out of bed hitting the floor with a thud.

            “Owe, damn that’s the second nightmare in a row!” She scolded not at all pleased that her mind was forcing her to have these disturbing nightmares. Sarah started as she heard a loud pounding on her dorm door. Getting to her feet she grabbed for her bathrobe and made it to the door just as she had put it on.

            The door pounded again, “Just a minute, I’m coming.” Pulling open the door she saw Buffy smiling up at her.

            Buffy didn’t wait for an invitation as she entered Sarah’s room, “Hey, don’t bother to be going to any of your classes today. Giles thinks that we need to meet at his house to discuss our new little pet.”

            Sarah shut the door looking at Buffy feeling the events of the past few days starting to pile up on her. “OK, give me a few minutes to get ready.”

            “You ok, you don’t look to spiffy?”

            Bringing her hands to her face Sarah tried to rub the exhaustion out from her eyes, “Give me about five minutes and I should be ok. My sleep of late has not been very comforting.”

            Buffy sat at the edge of Sarah’s unmade bed, “Bad dreams. You know that being the Slayer now your dreams could also mean something. Care to share.”

            After relaying her dreams to Buffy of the past couple of nights Buffy sat in silence mulling over the information. Sarah sat beside Buffy waiting for her reactions, “So, any thoughts as to if this is one of those dreams you were speaking of.”

            “I don’t know but it looks like. I was just thinking, if these goblins are here in Sunnydale…I’ve noticed that there haven’t been as many vampire sightings these past few nights on patrol, I wonder. Sarah you said that you can communicate with some of your friends from the labyrinth?”

            Sarah shook her head, “Yeah but I tried last night and was unable to. You don’t think that somehow vampires are in the labyrinth?” Sarah shivered at the idea but it would explain the dreams. A few more minutes of silence and Sarah rushed out of the room to get ready to leave with Buffy to Giles.

            The small goblin sat within its cage not at all happy about being locked up. It’s small beady eyes fixed on the man that sat at the table not too far from him. Though the goblin was not the brightest in the world its small mind was working on a way of escape and revenge. There was one thing that goblins hated more than anything and that was being locked up in small spaces. Letting his eyes fall from the man at the table his stubby fat fingers picked silently at the corner of the cage prying at a piece of metal that held the cage together.

            Placing his spectacles down on the table Giles messaged the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes. His eyes were starting to burn with exhaustion as he had spent most of the night and all of the morning going over the large text before him. The book before him lay open, its pages worn and fragile from its age. He had read all that he could find about fairy tales and the Fae. Some of what he had found was mind boggling but fascinating. Opening his eyes once more he closed the large volume before him and sipped at his coffee in thought. Hearing a small rattling noise he looked away from his mug and towards the small cage that held the goblin.

            Giles quickly grabbed his glasses placing them back on and looked in slight horror as his heart fell into his stomach, “OH, bloody hell!”

Standing from his table he approached the empty cage and then looked slowly around. A crash made him turn towards his now toppled over table. Making his way towards the fallen table he heard the irritating sound of muffled snickering and tried to turn toward the sound only catching a glimpse of a shadow headed towards the kitchen. Before he could run after the small minus the doorbell distracted his pursuit as he made a side step towards the door cursing under his breath. Opening up the door he was relieved to see Buffy and Sarah standing there.

            Buffy smiled at Giles, “So find anything new about our little visitors?” she quipped.

            Just as Giles was about to say something he heard an unnerving crash from inside and rushed to investigate fearing the worst. Sarah and Buffy entered to see what was going on and to Sarah’s horror she saw the empty cage. “Damn.”

            Buffy was going to start to ask what Sarah was talking about when her eyes fell upon the empty cage as well. ‘Uh oh’ came to mind very quickly especially when she scanned the room before her. It was a mess with table toppled over on its side and papers scattered all over the floor. Running into the kitchen where Giles had headed she looked to see Giles on the floor struggling with something.

            Sarah immediately came to Giles side to help. The small goblin had a large frying pan in hand and was attempting to use it as a hammer against the pipes beneath the sink. Sarah pushed Giles back as she grabbed the annoying creature by the scuff of its neck, “That’s it! Jareth, I know you can hear me.”

            Buffy’s back stiffened as she felt a strange tingling in the air and looked to see a strange man standing within Giles living room. She just stared at the man not sure if she was dreaming or not, that is, until she heard him speak.

            “Having some problems, Sarah.” His cultured voice brought both Giles and Sarah out from the kitchen.

            Giles looked at the stranger in his living room with almost total disbelief written on his face while Sarah just looked miffed. Goblin in hand she tossed the annoying creature at Jareth’s feet. The goblin looked up to his king and knew instantly that he was in trouble.

            Forming crystal in hand Jareth tossed it towards the goblin and continued towards Sarah and the others. The goblin flinched as the crystal popped over him and sent him back to his king’s castle. Jareth looked over the young woman that stood gapping at him with mild interest and then towards the man with equally less interest until finally focussing on his love, “Miss me?”

            Sarah practically rolled her eyes at him trying to ignore the way she loved the sound of his voice, “Would you please stop that!”

            Jareth looked at her in innocence, “Stop what?”

            “Baiting me!” she was really starting to tire at the way he would try to get her riled up.

            Jareth just grinned his most sinister grin and continued to come closer but before he could someone dared to stand in his way. Looking down he saw the young woman that had been gapping at him earlier trying to stare him down with her glare.

            Buffy did not like the idea of this person going near Sarah. If her assumptions were right he was a dangerous man and Sarah was acting way to careless around him, “Far enough Goblin King.”

            Jareth glared down at the young woman before him enraged by the lack of respect this mere mortal was displaying towards him. Meaning to push the obstacle out of his way he was surprised when he felt his body being flung back against the far wall. Lying on the floor he had found himself on he quickly got to his feet, now more enraged than anything. Forming crystal in hand he looked at the defiant young woman that dare lay a hand on him ready to strike back.

            Sarah watched with a slight gleeful satisfaction as she watched the all-powerful Goblin King being tossed to the other side of the room. When she saw him hit the wall though, her glee turned quickly to a worried grimace. When she saw him conjuring a crystal her heart dropped into her stomach and she ran to Buffy’s aid, “Jareth, don’t. Please, now is not the time for this.”

            Jareth agreed but flung the crystal towards them anyway and watched as it grew and engulfed the two slayers and disappeared. Giles gapped at the sight his mouth uttering unrecognizable sounds as he tried to say something to reason with the man before him but failing miserably. Then the Goblin King disappeared as if he never was leaving Giles standing alone, “Oh dear,” finally escaping his mouth.