The Other Woman Ch 2

AN: Sorry the first chapter was short. I will try to make them longer. This is my first fanfiction but not my first story. Review please! I’d really like to know if you like my story. Its been with me for years. I am glad I get to share it finally.

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Somewhere deep in the underground in a castle in the middle of a vast labyrinth,  a hoard of goblins heard Jennifer’s soft whisper.
“A wish.”
“You hear it?”
“Yes… Shssh!”
“Did she say the right words?”
“What words…”
“SHHH!!”

“King knows…. He do what he do..”
“what wish…?”
“good wish…Lots of mischief…”
“Not for us…”
“For dream….”

In the Throne room jumbled and scraggly and dirty and nasty stood several goblins peering into a scrying crystal. They had heard the wish, so had their king. A king who still sat upon his throne one leg dangly over the side riding crop twitching in his hand, he was clearly agitated by what he saw in his crystals.
His pale blue mismatch eyes starring at a girl asleep upon her couch clutching an all to familiar book.
That damnable book again! How does it keep appearing!
“You go see girl?”
“Grant wish?”
“No. Not yet. I want to see where she got that book. I think an old friend may be back,” Jareth said, still starring into the crystal.

It was not long of a wait for the King of Goblins, time moved differently in the underground than above. Of course a spell of his own could have sped things along above, he was of course the king of goblins and did not like to wait.

Morning came and a knock at Jennifer’s door. Startled awake Jennifer ran for the door. She had slept all night on her couch.
“Sarah! Wow is it this late already?”
“You said 11am…”
“Yes I did….I fell asleep on the couch last night,” Shaking her head trying to lift the fog that still addled her brain from her dreamless slumber.
“Reading the book through again?”
“No …just really tired.”
“Right….” Sarah eyed Jennifer suspiciously, “You didn’t make any wishes last night did you?”
“Umm… well… you see… I didn’t really mean too….” Grinning sheepishly as she knew she was guilty, though nothing had come of it to her disappointment.
“Jen!...”
“Nothing happened.  Really… I wished.. for you know who… to visit in my dream…”
“He no showed??”
“Yep.. not a whisper of feathers or haunting eyes…”
“Oh god you do have a flare for dramatics Jen..”
“Learned from the best!” She grinned mischievously at her friend. A thought struck her suddenly, “So Sarah… do you still see the goblins?”
“Yeah… constantly….”
“Like the little guy on my desk,” Pointing at a small office desk in the corner of her living room.
“Wait…What? You see him too???”
“Yeah…. But only him. Never seen them here in the house before… Once I thought I saw them in the library but thought it was my imagination.” Jennifer knew she had a horribly overactive imagination.
“Unfortunately no… they are very real and like to cause mischief.”

Of course the goblin was there to have fun. Only when he realized they were starring right at him did he stop trying to push over Jennifer’s book stack.  He immediately tried to hide behind the stack but was unable to squeeze in to the space,  he finally stood there statue like trying to at least look innocent but to no avail.
The girls laughed but paid him no further heed, “So did you have feelings for him like the book says?”
“Sorta but it was more like a teens crush on a famous person. Something unatainable and dreamy. Very much like a dream.” Sarahs face softened at the thought of Jareth, standing before her while she recited her lines, a slight frown crossed her face, “ it was long ago, only a fleeting memory” She lied of course.
“You think he loved you?”
“Perhaps but I was 14. I didn’t understand love yet or understand him in the least.”
“Oh… that’s young.”
“Yeah…but he is somewhat unforgettable. I still think about him once in a while but it’s nothing more than a fond memory now. He hasn’t shown in years. Not since that day.”
“I think I would like to meet your Jareth…”
“SHshhh! Don’t say his name!!!” she practically screamed.
“Why not?”
“Saying his name is just as good as wishing for him. It’s like his invitation to show up. Mark my words. You’ve opened a can of worms here. He will show up now. I… I cant be involved. I don’t know how I would handle seeing him again after all this time….” She trailed off, her mind wanering back to the ballroom. She shook her head, “Please do becareful when he does show up.”
“Oh… well… He’s not here… so he must not have heard.”
“He heard and if not his goblin did. Hell run and tell him for sure.”
“The little guy? Naw, he won’t… Will you little one?” looking at the small runt of a goblin on her desk.  He  hadn’t moved an inch since the girls has spied him. He tried to pretend to be stone but it hadn’t worked. He thought for a moment, “no tell.”
“Thank you.”
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Of course back in the underground Jareth was listening in to everything.  Through the noise and chaos he heard his name.
“Quiet you filthy goblins!” his voice roaring over the mass of goblins in the room.
It never took more than the king’s voice to still the room. They froze in fear of their king, waiting for his next command.  All eyes looked into the crystal.  When Sarah again appeared there was a sudden gasp from all the goblins.
“It’s her”
“She’s back”
“Kingies girl”
“She won”
“She can’t come back”
“Who other girl”
The room was full of whispers from the goblins. All curious over Sarah’s return and who the new girl was that made the wish, the one who said his name. Jareth ignored Sarah. His focus was this girl, the girl who dared to wish and dared to say his name.
She was different, yet she had the same spirit as Sarah, the same fire. She even had a bit of the fae glow to her aura. Much more than any mere mortal human should.  All of this intrigued the King, so many questions. He wanted to know this golden haired woman, “Sarah dear who is your friend. Tell me her name.”
Beside Jareth appeared the goblin who had been in the girls home, “You there. You were in the room with them. What is the golden haired girl’s name?
“No tell.”
“What!!?” roaring is disbelief at tis goblins defiance.
“Cant..Cant.. s-say. P-P-Promise pr-pre-pretty lady.”
“You dare defy me!”
But before Jareth could grab the little goblin he popped back out of the throne room and back into Jennifer’s home. He was visible shaken and nearly white from fear.