I do not own SyFy's Alice, but I wish I owned Hatter. He's de-lish. Anyway, enough crap, let's get this show on the road.
Back to Wonderland
Chapter One
One amazing week had passed since Alice's ordeal in Wonderland. It was amazing because of the man beside her - Hatter. She couldn't call him David, even if it was his given name; it was too plain, boring. No, to her, he would always and forever be Hatter.
Alice sighed as she and Hatter approached her apartment door. They'd spent another night out on the town, a movie and pizza - again; Hatter was addicted to the stuff - and she wasn't quite ready for the night to end yet. Her mother was out for the night... "Would you like to come in and... have some tea?"
"Most definitely," Hatter replied, always welcoming a cup of tea when offered.
Several minutes later, they sat side by side on the sofa, a hot, steaming cup of tea in their hands. Alice felt nervous suddenly, strangely aware of every little thing she was doing. Her hands were shaking, and she was taking extreme caution to not act like an idiot. Hatter was having similar emotions, his heart hammering away in his chest, feeling ready to burst.
He set his saucer on the table, took a quick sip of his tea, then placed the glass on the saucer, turning to face Alice. "Why are you being so quiet?" he asked. "Because, let's face it, you're not the quiet type, Alice."
"Er..." Words escaped her. She had no idea how to respond, or how to continue with the night. How did people invite people to their place for "coffee" so easily? She set her cup on the table beside his, unable to hide her shaking hands any longer.
He grabbed her hand before she could put it in her lap. "You weren't just inviting me in for a cup o' tea, were you?" he asked with a cocky grin.
"I-" she started, but was cut off as Hatter pressed his lips against hers. She closed her eyes and lost herself in him; his smell, his taste. She leaned back as she ran her fingers through his hair, and he put his hand behind her neck to deepen the kiss further.
Her breathing became ragged as he pulled away from her lips, instead tracing the curve of her collarbone with his tongue. She shuddered and gasped, making him grin against her soft skin. "God..." she muttered. Then she jerked away. "Jack!"
Hatter leaned up on his elbows above her and glared at her. "What the-" He noticed her gaze went over his head. He turned reluctantly; indeed, Jack Heart was standing in the apartment's entryway.
He sat up fully, helping Alice up from her awkward position. She blushingly smoothed her now wrinkled dress as she stood to face Jack. "What are you doing here?" she demanded.
"You know, breaking and entering is illegal here, too," Hatter grumbled at him, giving him the evil eye.
"I am sorry to... interrupt..." Jack said, an eyebrow raised at them. "However, I do have urgent business."
"Get on with it then, and get the hell out of here!" Hatter growled.
"Hatter," Alice said, giving him a look. "What do you want, Jack?" she repeated.
"To warn you," he replied regally.
"Warn us of what?"
Jack looked sheepish, then regained his composure. "It would seem as though my mother has, well... escaped prison."
"What!" she and Hatter exclaimed.
"And she has the ring."
"I'm gonna kill 'im," Hatter said, balling his fists. "Can I please kill 'im?"
"And Mad March."
"Okay, let's go, Alice. Japan, Paris, anywhere, let's get the hell out of here." Hatter said, pushing Jack back to the door. "You. Leave."
"We're going back with you." Alice said to Jack before Hatter had fully forced him away.
"Has everyone lost their minds except me?" Hatter said, throwing his hands in the air exasperatedly.
"Think about it, Hatter," she went on. "If she's after me, she's obviously going to look for us anywhere but Wonderland."
"My thoughts exactly," Jack said. "We've only got a day's time left on the looking glass, Alice, so I'd gather what you need quickly."
"Unbelievable," Hatter groaned, flopping back onto the sofa.
"You're just upset because you've got a personal problem in your pants that's yet to be dealt with." Jack said with a glance at him.
"Okay, enough," Alice said, now resuming Hatter's pushing Jack through the door. "We'll meet you there in three hours."
Jack opened his mouth to say something else, but she closed the door in his face.
Hatter looked at her confusedly. "Three hours? What in the world do you need that will take three hours?"
She didn't say a word, only stepped forward, took his hand, pulled him off the couch, and dragged him to her bedroom.
