Hi yes, I am going to be posting this story as I go along. Mostly just a few chapters at a time. Its going to be pretty slow moving hopefully so bare with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Alice in wonderland, if I did there would have been a very happy ending.

Chapter Two: Send me back

"Alice!"

Turning, Alice saw her sister waiting at the door of the estate as the carriage rolled up. She got out only to hear her sister gasp.

"What on earth are you wearing," Margret asked. Alice had chosen to wear something she had gotten from her visit to France. It was a beautiful sky blue dress embroidered with butterflies and birds. She had bought it because of the butterflies reminded her of Absolem, little did she realize that it was made to enhance the female form, gathering tight at the waist and billowing out into a full skirt. The neckline was modest square but here in England it was hardly heard of for a woman to show her shoulders. She had forgone the corset and stockings all together instead for pair of soft white boots she had gotten from Arabia. Her hair was down and she wore no makeup or powder.

"It was something I had gotten in France," She said. Margret glanced at Lowell who came up and whose eyes seemed to spark when then saw her. Alice made a cold bow at him. She had never forgiven him for his transgressions against her sister but had kept silent hoping he would change his ways but according the butler at her sister's estate, he had yet to show any progress.

"Welcome home, Alice," Lowell said with a slow smile. Alice made him a cold sharp nod before she slipped her arm into her sisters as then proceeded to the ballroom.

The party was a lavished affair, nothing but the best for English society. Alice noted that she was getting many stares making her uncomfortable. As she made her way towards Lord Ascot, he smiled at her.

"Alice, welcome, I trust you have been well," He asked as he bowed politely. Margret made her curtsy even though she had been told by Lord Ascot himself she needn't do so.

"Yes, I have, thank you for inviting me today," She said. At that moment, Hamish came over. Alice kept her continence as he regarded her with a sneer.

"It seems you have return just you left," Hamish said.

"I am glad to see you are doing well," Alice said with a dissmissive glance. Hamish had been the worst ever since the engagement party. He hadn't forgiven her for publicly humiliating him in front of society's best nor had he forgiven her for being better with the company than he was. In fact he treated her with such disdain now; Alice was surprised he didn't wrinkle his nose every time he saw her. It served Alice just as well; she was well acquainted enough as she ever wanted to be. To think she almost let everyone push her into marrying the lout just because he was to be a Lord!

"Still dreaming of flying," he asked.

"Yes and also of walking on the stars and having tea with the moon and time," Alice said with a smirk. "I think it would be a splendid affair, since both the moon and time have seen so much they would make for excellent table conversation." Lord Ascot smiled as Hamish left with a glower on his face. Margret sighed.

"Where on earth do you come up with these nonsensities," she said.

"Just things I wonder about, you know what father said," Alice smiled. "He believed in six impossible things before breakfast. I believe in as many as ten things before tea time."

"Alice," All heads turned to the voice. Alice saw Jonathan standing awkwardly. He wore a rumpled brown suit with a tan shirt and a bright pink tie. Alice saw his hair was a mess and he looked for the entire world like a puppy one of the sailors had kept.

"Jonathan, I trust you're well," She asked kindly. He smiled nervously as he glanced at Lord Ascot and Margret who exchanged glances. Alice turned back to them and explained. "Jonathan is a messenger who works for the company, running errands and messages to and fro about the city for us."

"It is a pleasure to meet you Jonathan," Margret said. Jonathan smiled as he bowed.

"I am actually on an errand for myself at the moment," He said. "I was wondering if I may be so bold as to ask Miss Alice for a dance." Alice was about to reply before Margret did.

"I will leave you too it," She said with a smile as she hurried the Lord back to where his wife and Lowell were speaking.

Alice let out a frustrated sigh but allowed Jonathan to lead her to the dance floor. As the music began again, she found her mind wandering. She saw several women outrageously dressed in purple and yellow, which in Alice's eyes looked horrid. Many ladies were seated, backs straight thanks to the constricting corsets. Others shifting their feet slightly thanks to pained heels or itchy legs. The men were just as bad, wearing tight suits and choking collars that seemed to cut off the circulation to their heads. They looked like painted peacocks parading around in with all those heavy feathers just to show off.

She laughed at the image.

"Did I say something funny?" Alice's mind was brought back to the present as Jonathan looked at her anxiously.

"No, I was just imaging all the people in the room carrying peacock feathers," She said. Jonathan gave her an odd look.

They remained silent for the rest of the dance. Jonathan seemed to have been scared off by the oddity of Alice's answers. All for the better, Alice thought. After the wonders of the world and of Wonderland . . . Underland, she couldn't see herself wanting to settle down anytime soon. She wanted to see it all.

An image of spring colored eyes came to her mind and she felt her mood drop.

Excusing herself from the party, Alice wandered the garden, her mind farther than it had ever been.

She wished she could have just jumped back down the rabbit hole when she had the chance, but ever since then, it had been filled in by a gardener who was to get rid of the animals per Mrs. Ascots orders. Alice didn't understand why she hated animals so much, they were soft, friendly and always trust worthy.

Well, Alice's thoughts wandered back to Chessur and smiled, they can be tricky and with good evaporating skills as well. She thought of the March hare and remembered the fine china in the ballroom; He would love to throw it.

And the Hatter would laugh all the while….

Her heart gave a prang as she remembered the hatter. She just couldn't get past that forlorn expression on face when she left. . . . . .

Or how she cried when she found the rabbit hole filled. . . . . . .

But she knew she had to get back to Underland, no matter what. She had promised and she needed to show the hatter than she kept her promise.

The sound of footsteps brought her out of her musings.

"Did I frighten you?"

"Lowell," She said. He was dressed in a tight waist coat and overcoat with tails. He smiled at her as came over. "No I was just getting some air."

"Would you mind if I escorted you, you know Margret will be cross if you are not chaperoned here." Alice kept walking but Lowell stayed at her side. She walked a little farther into the garden before he spoke.

"I am glad you kept silent about my dalliances, Alice," He said. Alice wrinkled her nose.

"I only did it because I hoped you wouldn't do it again," She said as she kept walking. She felt something touching her shoulders, she saw Lowells's hands touching her bare shoulders. She jerked away immediately. "What are you doing?"

"Come now Alice, do be like that," He said. "You can't be wearing something like that and not be looking for a partner or two." Alice furrowed her brow in confusion at his meaning as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him. Alice turned her head away as he tried to kiss her.

"No, stop!"

"Calmed down Alice, it's just a bit of fun. I promise I will be gentle," he said as he tried to kiss her neck. Alice shoved him away as she toppled to the ground.

"NO!"

Lowell grabbed her again, holding her arms down as he began to try and undo her dress. Alice screamed but pressed his mouth to hers, muffling her cries. She felt his hands all over her body. He seemed to grow five pairs of hands because he was ripping her dress, touching her. Alice felt sick as his hands touched in a way she shouldn't be. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt something inside her, wiggling painfully. Fear gripped her hard as she did the only thing her body was telling her to do.

She began to fight. Being at sea had allowed her such practices as she began to do what the captain of the ship had told her to do should a man try to harm her.

Alice bit down on his mouth and sent her legs up into him. She hadn't the faintest idea of where she hit, she just fought as hard as she could, trying to get him off of her. Surprised by her actions, Lowell fell off with a grunt of pain as he held his body to himself.

Alice scrambled to her feet and ran blindly into the forest. Her mind raced as fear settled into the pit of her chest as sprinted as fast as her legs would carry her.

She heard something behind her, Alice wished for all the world to be anywhere but here. She wanted to be back at her apartment, her mother's house…..

She wanted to be back in Underland.

Be back before you know it . . .

Please send me back!

Tripping, Alice felt herself toppling down, kept rolling and rolling, all the while wishing to be back in Underland where Lowell would never touch her again.

Alice never felt the impact before the world went black.