A.N.: So it's obviously a Primeval/ Alice crossover, and I know I am not the only one with the idea but I really wanted to write a story that would go through Connor/ Hatter dealing with both of his lives as well as the situation between Abby and Alice. Enjoy.
Chapter 2:
Connor awoke to the weirdest sensation, or lack of sensation since his entire body felt numb, even his eye lids felt it. 'Is that even possible?' he wondered as he tried to move and failed. Connor felt that he shouldn't have been surprised though since it felt like a normal day at the ARC; the only difference is he was trying to so hard to remember…well, everything! Thoughts seemed to be slipping quicker from Connor's mind than he could grasp, as if his memories had become sand. "…is the process coming along?" he began to hear as voices came into range.
"The progress is going as best as can be expected since we've only done this once upon Carpenter. Why does the Queen want this oyster anyway? I could see the use in Carpenter but…" the other man had cut him off. "You have no right to question the Queen's actions! Such talk could make you lose your head if I were to report you." "No, please don't! I was just curious and did not mean anything by it," the man stumbled in reply to the threat. "Well, you know what they said about curiosity and the Cheshire cat. Now, get back to work!" The second harsher man left, followed by the sound of his marching feet.
Connor would have liked very much to be able to open his eyes and ask questions, like where he was. More importantly, he wanted to ask questions to get back to Abby and make sure she was safe.
The second floor of the flat was eerily quiet; the only sound was of two strange prehistoric reptiles trying to gain the attention of a female sleeping on the couch.
Abby felt strangely numb as she awoke while Sid and Nancy squeaked to wake her. Even though Abby could not recall how she managed to get back to her flat at the moment, the sight of it could make her weep for joy.
Unfortunately in the next moment, Abby remember everything, especially the horrible fact that she was completely alone. Abby and Danny were back in their own timeline, they were reunited with their fellow team mates but… Connor was still in some anomaly where none of them knew.
Abby remember Sarah trying to console her, Becker lifting her up into the company vehicle and driving her home. Abby hazily recalled being laid upon her couch as she wept, and then the person covered her with the afghan that was usually draped on the back of the couch.
Abby tucked the blanket closer to herself as fresh tears began to leak from her eyes because she never though in a million years she would miss Connor so much.
Yet millions of years had passed since their time in Mesozoic era and Abby could not help but sulk at the realization she would be miserable until Connor was safe and back in their flat. 'Their flat,' she repeated in thought.
After three years of Abby having to deal with Connor's boxers on the floor, his weird sci-fi movies and late rent pay, she realized her flat had become their flat. Unfortunately, Abby thought, as long as she remembered Connor and the last three years then she would always grieve his absence.
Scientists quickly worked over a young man on the table to make sure he did not go into shock after the complicated procedure was completed. The man in question was strapped to a gurney in a daze while shaking this head side to side as if repeating the action would recall any of his past memories.
It was horrible and strange to not recall who exactly you were. Even stranger, the only thing the young man could recall was blue eyes, bright blue eyes that seemed to be his only comfort at the moment. The man wanted desperately to remember the face belonging to those beautiful eyes, but the recollection was lost to him. Shaking his head again, the young man began to moan out his frustration.
"Horrible and strange…curiouser and curiouser…" "Isn't it? Those words you're a muttering should be the motto here," said a man with a familiar male voice but one that did not bring comfort.
"Where is here? Who are you?" the young man asked as he stranded to look at the owner of the voice. "Oh, this is a land called 'Wonderland'," the man stated with a bored attitude. "And?" the young man asked. "And…oh, my name, you want to know my name. Well, you may call me March like the rest of them do," the man said as he motioned other men who wore white suits covered in plastic parkas to do something, and as quickly, they began to scatter.
Suddenly, the young man was released as sat up slowly upon the table and took in the large room that seemed to resemble an old operating theater. "Would you happen to know who I am?" the young man questioned March. "You? Why, you 're known as the Hatter," he replied with a cheery grin.
The grin seemed almost too cheerful and most certainly artificial. "Hatter? Wonder why they call me that?" the young man question more to himself while still in his daze.
"Wonder why indeed," March began as he watched the scientists check the young man's vitals and status. "Do you know why they call you 'Hatter'?" March questioned the man as he sat up on the gurney.
The young man shook his head in reply, not even sure if he possessed the knowledge. Especially since the young man had just seemed to ask March the same question. "'Cause," he began as he set a dark fedora upon the young man's head, "You're always there when they pass the hat," he finished with an eerie grin.
Unfortunately, after finishing this chapter I realized this could go a completely different and new direction than originally planned.
What if Connor was picked to be the new Hatter of Wonderland after the original Hatter went to be with Alice in her world?
It is just an idea, and one I'm not sure I would follow through with, yet if a fellow user would like to work on it than please feel free. I would really like to see more stories in this category. Thank you.
Hope you guys enjoyed this story so far. Chapter 3 will be posted soon (I want to post this whole story by end of summer) but I would like to see how this story does first to decide if I am indeed wasting my time or not. So, (shameless plug entry here) please leave a review. I appreciate reviews because reviews help strengthen writers' abilities.