*I do not own Labyrinth*

Chapter one

An unexpected arrival.

Sarah and her house mates were halfway through their movie marathon when there was a knock at the door. "Got it!" Sarah said getting up from her spot, thinking it was the takeout she had ordered.

Pulling her purse open to get out the twenty she had tucked in the pocket Sarah hurried down the short hall as the knock repeated. "Impatient..." She mumbled pulling the door open.

The money fell forgotten from her hand as a sickening wave of panic wash over her. "Jareth!" She squeaked out in a most pathetic tone of panic. It was him alright, leaning against the door frame, a grin on his face.

Jareth on the other hand just sighed, in what could only be a called a relieved way and nodded. "Hello Sarah," He said.

Sarah swallowed against a lump that formed in her throat, preparing to fight him, or run from him but none of that was necessary as the Goblin King took two steps into the house and fell flat on his face.

Sarah stared at the still form on her floor for a full minuet before her mind caught up with reality. "What the..."

Thunder cracked outside and Sarah jumped. "Who is it Sarah!" her room mate Lexie called from the front room.

"Uh..." Was all she managed as she stared at her childhood nemesis who was wet from the rain and passed out in her doorway.

Another room mate, Kevin, came around the corner from the kitchen and froze. "What the hell, who's that?" He wondered as Sarah tried to get her brain moving again.

Seeing HIM after six years, randomly on her front step, only to pass out? Her mind somehow refused to wrap around the knowledge.

Following Kevin's demand Sarah heard the others coming from the living room. "Sarah!" Lexie and Jen both said in unison.

Jen whistled low, "Handsome ain't he?"

"Should we call the cops?" Andrew asked as he joined them all in the small front hall. "Or an ambulance?" he added.

Sarah's mind finally caught up with reality and she shook herself. "No, no he ah..." She paused, what the hell could she tell them? He's a magical, baby stealing villain?

"You know this guy?" Andrew asked.

"He's a, an acquaintance" She managed. Friend certainly wouldn't work.

"Is he drunk?" Kevin wondered, now bored with the event he opened his soda.

Sarah shrugged, for all she knew he was. "Just, um guys will you help me get him to a bed?" She decided that he couldn't just lay in the hall.

"Who's bed?" Jen wondered a grin plastered on her face. "Mines empty." She added suggestively.

"Really Jen?" Lexie laughed. "That's a surprise."

Jen huffed and Sarah tried not to laugh. Jen was the slut of the group for sure. "My bed, its on the main floor anyway."

Her two male house mates were both on the football team so it didn't take long for Jareth to be laid out on her bed.

"So, Sarah, who's the stud?" Jen wondered.

Sarah chewed on her thumbs cuticle, "Names Jareth." Sarah offered as she stood in the door somehow unwilling to get close to the Goblin King.

"And?" Jen pressed.

Sarah threw a glare at the woman and Jen put her hands up in defeat and left the room.

"Need anything hun?" Lexie stood in the door, timid as ever, concern clear on her face.

"Um, no, I'm just gonna stay with him till he wakes. Tell everyone to start the show without me." Lexie nodded and left too.

Kevin and Andrew stood just outside her room, all muscle and folded arms. "Guys its fine go on!" She demanded. They looked at each other then back at her as if unsure. "Guys, he's a," She began but couldn't bring herself to tack "harmless" onto him. "I grew up with him. Don't worry get out of here." Sarah stood and pointed down the hall to make her point and almost sighed in relief when they turned to leave.

"Just, you know, yell or something if you need us." Kevin offered.

Sarah smiled and nodded shutting the door behind them.

Looking back at the man on her bed Sarah folded her arms. "What the hell am I supposed to do now?" She wondered, frozen by the door she watched his chest rise and fall in smooth motions. Was he tricking her? Was he sick?

Sarah pursed her mouth at that thought. He might be... she thought, moving closer to the bed. "But why come here?" She asked.

He didn't answer.

With no other ideas Sarah came to the bedside and lay a hand against his head. "No fever." She said. Maybe he was drunk? She looked over his clothes. He had a leather jacket over a white poets shirt and tan colored pants. It was the least flamboyant outfit she had seen him wear, yet still managed to seem regal. His hair was a mess and damp from the rain he also lacked that odd shimmering makeup that she remembered. He looked more natural without it yet still good looking, almost pretty. Noble, Sarah smiled at that, even disheveled and unconscious he was a King from head to foot.

Sarah looked at said feet, his boots, she noted with annoyance were muddy. Her blanket would now need washing.

"So I have a king in my bed and have no idea why." Sarah wished she was back home, she would be calling Hoggle right now and asking what it all meant. Unfortunately she was at college and currently across the state from said mirror.

Sarah tapped her foot against the plush carpet and scanned him again. So he wasn't sick that she could tell, "Drunk then?" She asked herself, leaning in to smell near his face, he might be drunk but she couldn't smell alcohol.

He had no visible injuries either. No bruises or scratches, no tares in his clothing. In fact, aside from being wet from the rain he looked simply tired.

A tapping at the door startled her from her scrutiny of the king and she turned to see Lexie hovering in the doorframe. "Hey, this just came, I know you didn't eat so..." Lexie said offering up the take-out Sarah had all but forgotten.

"Oh thanks." Sarah took the bag, still standing in the door Lexie looked over her shoulder.

"He okay?" Her room mate wondered.

Sarah shrugged, not moving, somehow unwilling to let anyone near him. He was dangerous, unstable too, according to Hoggle. "Seems to just be exhausted." Sarah ventured that guess anyway.

"Is he gonna stay all night?" Lexie wondered.

"I guess so, I mean until he wakes up I don't even know why he came to me." Sarah complained though mostly to herself.

"I thought you said he was a friend?" Lexie's brow wrinkled.

"I said acquaintance," Sarah corrected "One I haven't seen in six years!" She added.

Lexie patted her shoulder and offered a small smile. "Maybe you were the only person he knew here." She offered in comfort. "Have a good night, call if you need anything." And with that she left.

Sarah shut the door and crossed the room again. Was that it? Was she the only person he knew here? Sarah knew Lexie meant in town but Sarah knew different. He wasn't even from this world.

"What do I know?" Sarah asked herself, "He doesn't belong here yet he is. Out of every person he came to me." Sarah had to wonder if she really was the only person he knew?

She needed to know what he was after. Sarah did not want to sit around waiting for him to wake but with no other plan available she sat in her comfy chair and waited. Surely he would wake eventually? Sarah munched half heartedly at the food lost in the bizarre situation that she couldn't even guess at.

**END**

***Up next, Jareth wakes and makes an odd request. Sarah doesn't know what to do with her unexpected guest and his odd behavior. Stay tuned!

So... What do you think? Why would he show up like this? What are his plans, most important, shall I continue? Please review. :)***