Giles literally cringed as he watched the volumes upon volumes of books being knocked harshly from their shelves. The large room that was only moments ago an elegantly tidy library was now reduced to a littered mess.

            Buffy looked to the confused Sarah as she was staring at her own hands as if in examination and then her eyes focused on the Goblin King. His cool, indifferent composure gone replaced by a shocked man sprawled out on the floor on top a toppled over bookshelf. Something had evidently happened between Jareth and Sarah.

            Slowly she approached the two until she reached a bewildered Sarah, “What happened?”

            Sarah looked to her friend, then to Jareth, then back to her hands just before she sprinted past Buffy exiting the library. She couldn’t believe what had just happened, what she had just done. It scared her more than anything, “What’s happening to me?” she whimpered to herself as she descended the halls of the castle.

            Buffy and Giles silently watched as Sarah fled the room. Looking at Giles in silent question Buffy’s attention was brought back to Jareth as she heard him rising from the floor.

            Slowly rising from the floor Jareth turned to gaze at the disaster that was once his library. Dusting off his attire he checked himself as he gathered about his wits smiling slightly to himself. God was she beautiful whenever she gets angry. His mask of indifference was back in play as he saw Buffy approaching him.

            “What the hell did you do to her?”

            Ignoring her he turned back towards the mass of books and shelves within the room and with a wave of his hand the books and shelves righted themselves and returned the room to the tidy library that it was.  “That my dear is non of your concern.”

            Buffy stepped in front of him glaring at the Goblin King before her, “The hell it is!”

            Jareth the Goblin King looked down to the young blond in front of him, “My dear,” producing one of his crystals in hand, the smooth crystal elegantly dancing within his hands. “Since you are here within my kingdom I expect some amount of respect, but since you have such a hard time with that...”

            Buffy crossed her arms across her chest not at all intimidated by the Fay before her, “What? You’re going to turn me into a Goblin.”

            Giles watched the scene unfolding before him, fearing for Buffy as he watched the Goblin Kings show of power.

            Jareth smiled his most wicked of smiles as he looked at her over the dancing crystal, “No, but seeing as you are of no use to me yet I think it only fair to send you back until you are needed.”

Before Buffy could object she felt the air around her shift as the crystal enveloped her and she was standing in an all too familiar cemetery, “That…Son of a bitch!”

            Giles stumbled forwards, “Wait just a bloody minute! You bring her back at once.”

            Jareth’s brow’s rose at this, “I suggest that you return to finding the information that we need. I assure you that she is unharmed.”

            “Now listen here, I will do no such thing! You bring me here with out any warning, practically threaten me, and treat us as if we are of little significance, and expect me to cooperate!” Giles stumbled back as he was suddenly face to face with a very angered Goblin King.

            Jareth was quickly starting to loose his patience, he had little patience for those who tried to defy him within his own castle. “Yes I do. What do you think? That only my world will be affected by what’s going to happen. I assure you that those so-called evils that are lying dormant are quit capable of crossing from my world into yours. This occurrence that is supposed to take place and is already starting is not only my concern. Now, I have my reasons for sending Buffy back. Who do you think is protecting your world while she was here in mine? Hum…”

            Giles stood his ground, not allowing the Fay before him to intimidate him. He hated to admit it but the Goblin King was right, they needed the Slayer in Sunnydale. Just before he had come here the vampire attacks were beginning to become worse. It was as if they could feel the absence of her presence. “Sir, you might be right in your reasons but your tact is in great need of improvement.”

            Jareth smirked at the mortal before him, “You have no idea how much thin ice you are currently standing on. I understand your anger and disagreement with my tactics but I suggest that you keep your objections to yourself unless I ask for your opinion.” With that said Jareth disappeared in a show of glitter and lights leaving a gaping Giles to fume in solitude.

            She could still feel the lingering sensation within her hands as she ran. Not knowing where she was going nor caring she continued onward as fears and questions bombarded her mind and soul. She could feel the power within herself and it scared her. She felt as if she were being thrown into a great unknown and felt more alone than anything. At first she had felt so at home when she came back and admitted her feelings for Jareth but now she felt as if the very world around her was caving in on her.

            Rounding another corner she slammed through a large door emerging in a large garden. Her lungs and legs felt heavy and exhausted from her running as she had stopped herself from going onward as she entered the very heart of the gardens. Surrounded by flowers and shrubbery she bent over with her hands on her knees as she tried to regain her breath. Her heart thundering in her ears as she tried to calm her shaken nerves.

            Every since her adventure within the labyrinth she had never lost control of her emotions or actions but now she was starting to feel as if she were losing that control. Her emotions were jumbled and confused as she felt her very being filled with love, lust, fear, anger, confusion and now she felt as if she were losing control of her very actions. Her mind kept flashing back to the moment when she felt a power within herself lash out at the very man that she loved.

            He might have deserved what he got but she couldn’t help but worry that she could have done more than just bruise his ego. Sarah felt betrayed by her own body. Crumbling to her knees she tried to stop herself from shaking but could not.

            Her emotions were in such a mess that she did not even notice Jareth appearing just behind her. He watched her shaken form as she crumbled to her knees and felt his heart wrench. He cursed himself for his earlier actions. She was going through enough without him adding on to her drastically changing world.

            Sarah violently jerked away from Jareth as he lightly touched her shoulder in concern, “Don’t, haven’t you done enough!” She would not even look at him.

            The look on his face was pained as he watched her wrapping her arms about herself rocking herself back and forth. Not one for apologies, Jareth could not look at her as he whispered softly, “I’m…sorry.”

            The rocking of her body stopped as she heard his softly spoken words. She wasn’t sure if she had heard him right, ‘Did he just apologize?’ Sarah rose shakily from the ground to turn and look at Jareth. He was looking away from her form his eyes locked onto nothing in particular as he gazed away from her.

            Jareth almost flinched as he felt her hand lay on his cheek. Slowly he turned to her his expression pained at the pain he had caused her. “Sarah, I know that I can be difficult but believe me when I tell you that I love you, but I can not change who I am. I’ve never felt the way that I do when I am with you. You bring out the best and sometimes the worst within me. I’ve been alone longer than you can imagine and am stuck within my ways.”

His hands reached up to capture her face within his hands, “You’ve awakened a part of myself that I had thought died long ago. My heart belongs totally to you but I need you to except not just part of me but everything that I am, the good with the bad.”

Sarah knew that he was telling her the truth, the look within his eyes was enough. She couldn’t blame him totally for how she was feeling, being overwhelmed by new emotions and a new life.

“Jareth, I’m scared. Not of just what I feel towards you but what ever this is that is happening to me…This legend, my becoming the Slayer. I feel these things within myself that terrifies me, I’m changing and it scares me.”

Jareth pulled Sarah towards him, holding her to him as he breathed in the soft fragrance of her hair. Wrapping her arms around him she breathed in his presence taking comfort in his strong embrace, “What if I really hurt you? Everything feels as if it is out of my control what if I hurt someone by mistake because of it. I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt someone by accident. I don’t know if I can control this power I feel within myself.”

Jareth pulled away so that she could look into his eyes, “Sarah, you are the most caring and strong person that I know.”

“But…” she was silenced as he gently placed his fingers to her lips. She was almost shocked as she noticed that his gloves were no longer present. She had never seen him without them.

“I can teach you how to control your power but it will not be easy. I will not allow you to go through this alone. You have my word on that.”

Sarah could only shake her head as she excepted his words and pulled herself to him. Taking in the comfort from knowing that she wasn’t alone, that he would be there for her she laid her head comfortably against his chest.

Neither one of them noticed a figure standing just around the corner listening to their exchange of words. Removing his glasses he turned back to the direction in which he had come, relieved in the fact that Sarah was in good hands. Giles had went out in search for Sarah just after Jareth had left him and was taken by total surprise by the exchange between Sarah and the Goblin King.