Head lying on his chest Sarah smiled as she wrapped her arms about his waist loving the feel of him lying beside her. She partially wondered why the wolf part of herself did not appear during their lovemaking but was relieved that it didn’t surface. Her cheeks flushed at the thought of what might happen if her wolf self did surface.

Head resting against the pillow on the headboard of his bed he watched Sarah as she wrapped her arms about him possessively. She was so lovely and even though he stole her virginity she still was such an innocent. Wondering what she was thinking he broke the long comforting silence to ask, "What are you thinking?"

Keeping her head against his chest she snuggled further into it loving the feel of his warm skin against hers. "I was just wondering if-" Sarah bit her bottom lip.

He waited for her to continue but received no further reply, "Wondering if?" he coaxed pulling her up to him as he kissed the back of her neck.

Sarah flushed at her own thoughts not used to thinking such things, "Oh, what would have happened if the wolf within me decided to surface during-" she trailed off smiling bashfully at her thoughts.

Jareth’s brows rose at this, "Oh I don’t think that I would mind."

Sarah turned to face him, "Jareth, really what if I lose control over that part of myself. I-"

He silenced her as he kissed her on the lips, "No, but you wont."

"How can you be so sure?" she asked her brow furrowing in concern the relaxing and peaceful mood starting to lose its luster.

"Sarah, you had the chance many times to harm me but stopped yourself. You even fought Damien off after he had tried to do away with me and your wolf self was perfectly active at the time as I do recall." He smiled at her frown kissing her on the forehead, "I trust you Sarah but you need to trust yourself."

Fumbling with the sheet that covered her she looked away not sure if she could. "I don’t now if I can," she mumbled half to herself and half to him.

Jareth sat up forcing her to sit up as well, "I can teach you how to use your power. It won’t be an easy task but I will teach you if you wish me too. Genard has told me that it can help you to control the wolf within."

Sharply she looked to Jareth, "Don’t trust him Jareth." Sarah looked away, the memories that were not her own coming to the surface, "He murdered so many innocent Wolfen. They’re not all bad. There were only a few power hungry Wolfen that had killed innocent inhabitants of the Underground for sport but they went ahead and judged them all by the acts of a few."

Jareth looked to her with concern hearing the pain within her voice, "How do you know this?"

Sarah turned her eyes meeting with his, "I don’t know how I know, I just do. Please, believe me, I’m not lying to you about him. And don’t think that it has anything to do with the mental link that Damien has with me either."

Pushing a lock of her hair out of her eyes he met her gaze knowing that she was telling him the truth, "Is he-"

Sarah shook her head, "I can keep his mind out of mine most of the time. Its only when I’m weak or have my guard down that he gets through."

"There is another way to free yourself from that link," he didn’t want to tell her but he felt that she needed to know, had the right to know.

"I know," she whispered, "I just wish that I had another choice. I don’t know if I can kill Damien but he wont stop until he either has me or has you killed."

Jareth looked away cursing himself for not being able to get to her sooner when she had arrived to his world. If only he had known that she was there within his world he might have been able to stop the wolf from ever attacking her in the first place.

Sarah knew what he was thinking even before he could word his thoughts as she leaned into him, "It’s not your fault that this happened to me. Damien and his pack are the ones to blame, not you."

Jareth pulled her to him hugging her to him as he wished with all of his heart that there was something more that he could do to keep her from having to even make the choice that she had to make. He knew that if she killed Damien that it would also kill a part of herself as well, especially someone with a caring heart such as hers.

She closed her eyes feeling safe within his arms, "They’re trying to rebuild their power like it was during the old days and they want to use me to do it. Jareth, they follow the leader of their pack but not all of them agree with what their pack is doing. Jareth?"

"Yes," he returned as he kissed the top of her head.

"They’re more powerful during the full moon. If they try anything it would be then." Sarah turned within his arms so that she could see his handsome face, "Tonight’s a full moon isn’t it?"

Jareth frowned knowing that she was right, "Tonight is."

"I know where their lair is. If I go to them and ask that they stop this they might listen to me."

He shook his head not liking the idea at all, "Sarah, you’ll be walking into their hands by doing so. You can not face the whole pack by yourself."

"I know, that’s why I think that you and Genard should follow me just in case they don’t listen and try to force me to stay with them. I doubt that your goblin army would be much help though."

Jareth smiled at that, "They’re not as incompetent of an army as you would think."

Sarah looked to him like he was crazy, "Please, they were horrible when they tried to stop me from getting to the castle. I mean, talk about comical."

"What makes you so sure that they were actually meant to stop you?" he laughed at the questioning look Sarah gave him. "Besides, they were so drunk at the time I’m surprised that they didn’t destroy the whole goblin city."

"So you’re telling me that you wanted me to get to the castle."

"Well, I was hoping that they could delay you long enough so that you wouldn’t make it in time." Jareth was still smiling when she looked to him with horror. "Don’t look at me like that! I had no intention of turning Toby into a Goblin in the first place. Did you not learn that the Fae have no power over mortals unless they give it to them?"

"So you’re telling me that even if I didn’t make it to the castle in time that Toby would have been returned unharmed." Sarah’s mouth was practically to the floor by now.

Jareth shrugged, "Well, no. I was hoping on keeping the both of you."

Sarah shook her head at this new information wondering where exactly had they gotten off of the main topic. "Okay, you’re avoiding the main issue."

"Which was?" he almost burst out laughing at the glare he received from that comment but then he sobered. "I don’t think it a good idea, besides, I thought that you said not to trust Genard."

"Well, I don’t. But still I think we should try to at least communicate with them. Try to work this out in another way other than bloodshed."

He shook his head, wanting what she was but knowing that it would not work out the way that she was wishing it to. "No, I will not have you going and risking your life. We will find some other way."

Sarah crossed her arms defiantly over her chest, "If you won’t go with my plan, at least be extra careful tonight, especially of me. They will probably try something like they tried earlier this afternoon and I don’t know if I’ll be strong enough to fight the wolf. I thought I had an agreement with that part of myself but I’m not totally sure about that anymore."

Taking her hand in his he kissed the open palm of her hand, eyes locked with hers, "No more words about tonight. Let us concentrate on right now." Pulling her to him he caressed his lips hungrily to hers.

Sarah growled in response as she pushed forwards lying on top of Jareth eagerly returning his kiss. Her eyes looking lustfully to his as she slightly pulled away with a secretive smile.

"Sarah?" Jareth questioned.

Leaning over him she nuzzled against him her lips brushing against his neck as she moved upward toward his ear. Her hot breath stirring against his blond hair, "Let’s just say you bring out the animal in me." Smiling wickedly she sucked at his ear lob biting it playfully.

Jareth’s eyes widened in surprise, as it seemed that her inner wolf was coming out to play. His brow rose as she pinned his arms up over his head her lips pressing possessively to his. Maybe his Sarah wasn’t so innocent after all, and oh, how he was enjoying it.