This is a little drabble I came up with about how if eventually Alice found out the truth about who Peter really is to her and how she deals with remembering everything about Lorina.

It legitally brought me to tears. TwT

This might be a way for helping me cope with somethings going on in my life as well, but I think it is needed. The message in this story applies to everyone, not just me or Alice.

Those Beloved Sunday Afternoons

She was so close to finding out the truth. It was just a matter of time.

Peter and everyone in Wonderland had tried so hard to keep her guarded from it, but eventually the truth would reveal itself. It was something they didn't want her to face, even more so Peter, who was the person closest to the truth; He was the Sunday afternoons Alice spent with her sister.

The memories she cherished of an older sister who had died. Alice thought she was the cause of her sister's death, having last saw her when she spoke harsh words to her and left Lorina all alone.

All Peter wanted was Alice's happiness. He wanted to lift away all the pain in her heart and replace it with the love she had always given him. She blamed herself for something that wasn't her fault...something that happened because of bad circumstance. It was just life.

However, she strongly believed her teenage anger and rebellion caused her sister to become sad and die.

"It's all my fault!" Alice choked out through tears. "I was mad that- that he was interested in her and not me, so...I told her I was leaving. I packed up my bags, told everyone I can take care of myself and left." She wiped the tears that kept furiously falling. "She's not waiting for me back home because she's dead. I killed her."

All the roleholders were looking at her with shock. Somehow something triggered her in remembering about Lorina and now...here it was: The painful truth. The very thing they had all been protecting her from, Joker had now managed to officially bring to life.

"No, you didn't!" Peter told her, running up to comfort her in his own way. "Your sister loved you and wouldn't want to see you crying."

Alice pushed him away. "She loved me and I hurt her! I deserve my tears and pain for what I did to her!"

This wasn't going to stop Peter, who knew the truth in the matter. The only way to get through to Alice now was letting her know exactly what Lorina would have said and thought on the matter. After all, he was her time spent with her sister.

"You don't deserve to continue beating yourself up over this! Your sister loved you so much and regardless of what harsh words you threw her way, she would forgive you for it and continue to love you, Alice. All she wanted was for you to be happy and would do anything to make that happen!" Peter held up a hand to her cheek, smiling to her. "Even if making you happy means letting you go off on your own because you said so, that's what she did."

Alice looked up at the White Rabbit, eyes wide, yet full of tears. This all sounded familiar...it was exactly like Peter. Despite her best wishes, the crazy rabbit continued to love her in his own way. He was protective, obsessive, and always saying everything he did was for her own happiness. That was why he brought her to Wonderland in the first place...or so he said.

And just like that, it hit her.

The way he was talking, the way he knew about Lorina. "Peter...how do you know all this? J-Just who are you to me?"

Peter smiled sadly at the girl he loved. "I'm your beloved Sunday afternoons."

Suddenly the waterworks began, but this time it wasn't in pain, sadness or guilt...it was happy tears. Tears of relief and love. "I- I love her so much!" She sobbed. "I miss her too."

Peter took Alice into a hug, letting the girl pour all her feelings onto him. "It's okay, she never left you. Your sister is always with you, in your heart and the memories you cherish. It's strong." She began to sob louder into his chest, letting out everything she had been locking away for so long. This was well needed.

"I don't want to forget her!"

"You don't have to forget her. You can move on, live your life and be happy exactly how she wanted you to be...but you don't have to forget her to do that."

And just like that, Alice began to slowly relax into his chest. The sobs becoming less and less. She was surprised to see how much of a comfort the White Rabbit had instantly become. She guessed it was because of who he was to her. It was a relief knowing that Lorina was still with her in a way, watching over her, guiding her and loving her.

...And it just happened to be Peter White himself.

Maybe she could find happiness? Move on and let go of the guilt inside her heart knowing this truth. She didn't have to keep blaming herself anymore.

And maybe Peter could continue to help her remember this, staying right by her side like he always was to begin with; Her beloved Sunday afternoons strong within her heart.