"This urgent council meeting is in session," Jack announced. Gathered at the table were Dodo, Duchess, Hatter, Caterpillar and Charlie. "We need to figure out where my mother could've run off to. I'm quite certain her endgame is to take back the kingdom."

"Maybe she's in hiding until she can strike," Duchess offered.

"You should've just had her executed, Your Majesty," Dodo snarled. "If you had, we wouldn't be in this blasted mess!"

"I'm sorry if I was trying to be the better person and take the high road. I am not my mother and I will not hold executions unless deemed necessary…which is why when she is captured, we will prepare for an execution," Jack remarked.

"Ya know, if you ask me –," Hatter began before being cut off by Dodo's groan. "Right, as I was sayin', maybe she went off to the Hospital of Dreams. There are still Wonderlanders who haven't gotten over their addiction to the emotion tea. They'd do anything to see her back in power just to get their fix," Hatter theorized with a confident smile.

"Harbinger, that's brilliant! I shall lift the veil that shrouds the oracle to see what steps we should take," Charlie rambled on.

"This meeting is adjourned. We begin the search immediately," Jack ordered.


Alice arrived at her mom, Carol's, apartment with the letter in hand.

"Mom? We have a problem," Alice shouted with a tremor in her voice.

"Sweetie, what's wrong," Carol asked, full of concern. Alice handed the letter over and a tear slid down her cheek. She wiped it away quickly in an attempt to not completely break down. She watched her mother's face as she read, seeing the shocked expression come over her.

"He's trapped, mom. His life is in danger; everyone's life is in danger. I know the looking glass doesn't work without the ring on their side but there's gotta be a way to control it from here," Alice insisted.

"I'll try and help the best I can, Alice. Someone in our world has to know of a way to Wonderland. What about rabbit holes? Do they still use those," Carol inquired.

"The only rabbit hole in existence is in London and I have no way of getting there anytime soon. I'll search through Hatter's things and see if he has anything at all that can power the looking glass, even if it's just for a few seconds," Alice explained.

Carol and Alice left to go back to her and Hatter's apartment to search. They went through everything, not caring if they left a mess everywhere. There was nothing in the pockets of his clothes or the drawer of his nightstand. Reading through her copy of Alice through the Looking Glass to find any clue didn't help either. There were no trinkets or keys in Hatter's belongings.

Alice collapsed on the bed feeling completely defeated. Her fingers messed with the charms on her necklace as she tried to think of something. An old conversation between her and Hatter brought itself to the surface of her thoughts.

"Hatter had said something about how the looking glass operated before their world went into ruins. Wonderland used to be vibrant and full of true magic in the old days," Alice recalled.

"So, how did it work back then," Carol asked with curiosity.

"It was powered by magic; Wonderland magic. The only question is, where can we find Wonderland magic in our world," she pondered. "The original Alice of Legend had the magic of Wonderland in herself. Maybe if we search for a living relative of Alice Liddell, we can find someone who inherited that magic."


Approaching the Hospital of Dreams, Hatter and Jack scanned the outside area for any signs of Mary Heart. Upon entering the building, they were met with an eerie silence.

"It's too quiet in here. She's probably already gotten to them," Hatter observed.

"Let's check all the floors just to be sure. If she's still here, we can catch her by surprise," Jack suggested.

They searched several floors of the hospital but no sign of Mary. There wasn't any sign of the treated Wonderlanders either. Once they reached the top floor, Hatter and Jack split up to search the last of the rooms. Hatter was wary but didn't find anything too out of the ordinary. The door at the end of the hall opened on its own. He turned back around and walked towards the pitch dark room.

There was a small light on in the center, shining down on a grey cat. When Hatter approached it, the cat gave him a wide grin and disappeared as the door slammed shut behind him. He heard whispers and ran to open the door but it wouldn't budge.

"Look what the cat dragged in, brother," Tweedle Dee commented.

"Yes, nice of him to fall for our trap," Tweedle Dum responded.


Jack looked everywhere for Hatter. He had heard a door slam shut at the end of the hall but he couldn't get it open. He just knew Hatter was in there.

"You can't open it," Mary Heart's voice rang through the hall. "He's trapped in there, possibly for good. A shame, really."

"You won't get away with this," Jack shouted at his estranged mother.

"Oh, but you see, I'm already getting away with it," Mary replied. She swallowed a mushroom that caused her to disappear in a puff of smoke, just as the caterpillar had done many times before.


Alice was researching the family lineage of Alice Liddell. She had married Reginald Hargreaves and birthed three sons: Alan, Leopold and Caryl. Alice clicked on the latter son's name, for he was the only one who was survived by a daughter, named Mary-Jean Rosalie Alice Hargreaves. Mary-Jean then went on to marry Malcolm St. Clair. That's weird, Alice thought, my mom's maiden name is St Clair. They had a daughter together named Carol Elizabeth St. Clair after moving to America.

"Mom," Alice shouted, "You didn't tell me we were related to Alice Liddell!"

"I didn't know we were! My parents moved here from England and had me, yes, but I didn't have any clue. I never knew who my great-grandparents were," Carol admitted.

"I'm a living relative of Alice Liddell; The Alice of Legend," Alice processed. "We both are. One of us MUST have Wonderland magic running through our blood or even both of us."

Alice and Carol went to the warehouse to find the looking glass. Alice had no idea how to even make the magic work, if she had any at all. But I must, Alice thought, after all, I did bring down a whole house of cards like my great-great grandmother. She attempted pressing her hands on the glass and brushing her fingers over the ornate frame. Nothing happened. Alice groaned in frustration.

Carol attempted it as well, but not a thing worked. Maybe neither of us had the magic, Carol thought. Alice ran to the glass, pressing on it frantically.

"Come on, just please for this one time, work," Alice ordered the mirror, pushing her hands against the glass. "I need to save Hatter! Just let me thro—whoa!"

Carol watched as Alice fell through the looking glass, terrified for her daughter's life, but she knew Hatter would keep her safe just as he had the first time. Confident that things would be fine, Carol walked back home.


Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to post! I was having trouble figuring out which way I wanted Alice to get through, whether it be a family heirloom or just by simple Wonderland magic. Also, the family history is accurate except when you get to the name of Mary St. Clair's daughter. Her actual daughter was named Vanessa and they didn not move to America as far as I know. I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter!