Hey everyone! I know maybe is a bit early to post a sequel, but the actual sequel, Alice Through the Looking Glass is coming out in less than a week! YAY! I already have everything written (you have no idea how much time I've waited to publish) so, sorry but I have to hurry :-3.

The 'rules' will be the same for every FanFiction:

I ONLY OWN: Tean, Terence, their daughter and this situation.

I DON'T OWN: Alice in Wonderland or any of the characters in the original story, they belong to Tim Burton.

I would love to know what do you think about it, please Read&Review.

Chapter 1 – A Week

Hatter…

He sat in his workshop that night, hearing voices in his head, but trying to not listen.

Hatter!

A week and 6 hours right now. He was already giving up.

Why is a raven like a writing desk?

"STOP THA'! GET OUT O' MAH HEAD!" he yelled cleaning with his arm the desk in front of him: bobbins, fabrics, pins fell on the ground with a loud crashing sound.

He stood and pressed his hands on his temples, in pain.

A crazy, mad, wonderful idea…

"GOH AWAY! PLEASE!"

He knelt, still screaming.

Suddenly a light hit him, he turned and saw the door burst open and three dark figures in backlight coming towards him.

"No, NO! GOH AWAY!"

"Hatter, calm down" a familiar soft feminine voice said, in his actual state he couldn't recognize who was the owner of it.

"LEAVE MEH ALONE!"

"Tarrant-" another one said, but he interrupted.

"AH SAID NO!" he screamed standing, but his knees weren't responding and he felt himself falling. He tried to fight when one of the figures got him and pinned his arms behind his back: now he was no longer angry but afraid: "ALICE! ALICE, HELP MEH…" he kept yelling, until he felt a shy touch on his cheek and stopped.

He realized that he was breathing heavily and his eyes were burning because of the red color they had assumed.

"Tarrant, look at me…" the second voice said.

He blinked a few times to focus his sight and saw his sister holding firmly his face. He sighed and closed his eyes leaning in the touch.

Tean looked at him with sympathy, then moved his gaze to Terence with pleading eyes and he let go of the Hatter, which fell on his knees, exhausted: "I'll put him to bed and then I'm all yours" she whispered to her husband with a sad smile.

He playfully poked her nose: "I'm counting on it". He turned to the Queen and spoke quietly: "You can go back to sleep, Majesty. He's safe now"

Mirana looked at the twins then back to Terence: "Thank you for helping him. Good night" she turned with grace and got back to her chambers. Terence followed.

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Minutes passed and Tean was beginning to think that Tarrant had fallen asleep. As she tried to speak he interrupted: "She won't come back, will she?"

Tean sighed: "Actually… I don't know"

"I don't like to wait for her. It hurts. I want her here, with me"

Tean frowned, let his face and stood up. She offered her hand which he accepted and slowly got him up too. They walked out of the Hat Shop, through the corridor, into his chamber. Once into his bedroom she helped him to unbutton his jacket and waist coat then slid them off from his shoulders.

"Refresh yourself a little, yes?"

He nodded with sleepy eyes and went away. Meanwhile Tean prepared the bed and thought: thought about the poor Mad Hatter, who didn't eat or sleep anymore if not obliged, who heard voices in his head and couldn't help it. Thought about Alice, wondered when she would have come back to him. Thought about what she could do to help in the situation. She was deep in her thoughts when the Hatter came back in the room. She drew back the blankets and sat facing him, patting the pillow behind her.

He lay down so his back was turned to Tean: "I can't sleep: I have to wait for her".

She leaned down and slid an arm under his hugging him: "But don't you think that she would want you to be fine, Tarrant? You need to sleep. Besides, you'd like to be awake when she'll be here again"

He said nothing back, just tried with all the strength he had to keep his eyes stubbornly open. Anyway, after a little while he spoke: "I'm sorry, it was your wedding night"

"Don't worry, we were-"

"All you wished was a beautiful wedding day, but I ruined everything!"

"No, no, no…" she pleaded resting her cheek on his own and kissing it lightly "…please don't say so"

"I… I just want her back to me…" he sobbed, but tried to hide it.

However, Tean noticed and dried a lone tear with the sleeve of her night dress: "Sshh… I know, I know. Now just try to take some sleep"

He sniffed quietly and she added whispering: "Hush…. One more thing: the Queen allowed you to take a break from work tomorrow, is it ok?"

He sighed disappointed: "'Course… thank you, Tean"

"Sleep Tarrant…"

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Later that night, from his side of the bed in their bedroom, Terence lifted his gaze from the book as he heard the chamber door open. Then he saw his wonderful wife came over: "I was about to give up on you coming back tonight"

She did an half smile as she cuddled under the blanket and kissed him sweetly.

He smiled in the kiss and, when they parted, wrapped her in a warm hug which she snuggled in: "How is he?"

Tean sighed: "He's sound asleep, I doubt he'll be awake any early tomorrow"

He reached with an arm behind himself and took the only burning candle in the room blowing on it, then started to run his hands back and forth along of her back quickly to warm her a bit: "You are taking good care of him"

She seemed to want to say something but changed idea. Then gasped and looked at him with her funny 'Eureka!-look', as Terence defined: "You are both men!-"

"Thank goodness for that!" he affirmed with wide eyes.

"Let me finish, silly thing!" she laughed "I mean, you were apart from me for long time too, not knowing if I was still alive. You should tell him how to go over that voices-phase, you know, men talking and stuff…"

She spoke so fast that he had to remain silent with a confused expression for a while, but understood: "If you think that that can help, it will be my pleasure!"

She squeaked in happiness and hugged his neck: "Thank you!"

Then she drew back slowly with a mysterious look and kissed him slowly and teasingly. He kissed her back, gasping as her still cool fingertips tapped his bare chest while unbuttoning his shirt.

"You were talking about 'pleasure', weren't you?" she whispered in a low voice that send shivers all along his spine as he nodded. "You know this is still our wedding night, don't you?"