AN: I know this chapter is short, but its Easter weekend and I didn't have much time to write. I hope you enjoy! (The next chapter will be posted next Friday).

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We're all mad in our own way
Colors paint the grey away
Different people all the same
Each reveals the meaning

(We're All Mad ~ Natasha Bedingfield)

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The wedding was only a few days away and Alice was scared. She was staring at her wedding dress, thinking of how miserable her life would be.

"What do you think Miss Kingsley?" The tailor asked her.

"It's wonderful...really...but I would love some more color. Perhaps yellow or blue? I do fancy green as well." Alice suggested.

"A wedding dress is supposed to be white Miss Kingsley." The tailor replied.

"Well that's no fun." Alice giggled.

"Mr. Ascot wouldn't approve." The tailor snapped. Alice suddenly felt very angry. 'Why should I have to do everything he says?' Alice thought.

"You're right." Alice lied. Lying was not something she liked doing, but she had no other options.

"Good." The tailor sounded satisfied. "Mr. Ascot wanted me to tell you that he is gone for the day. It has to do with business I presume."

"Oh." Alice said, trying not to sound too excited. Then the tailor left Alice alone with the dress and her thoughts.

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It was almost nighttime and Alice was tired. She changed into her cotton white nightgown and crawled into bed. Her window was open and once again, it was a beautiful starry night. She focused on the stars until her eyes began to close and she drifted off into a deep sleep.

"Be quiet!" A voice woke Alice from her sleep. Her eyes slowly opened to make out the figures standing in front of her.

"Shes awake!" The other voice said. Alice finally realized who they were. It was The White Rabbit and The Hatter.

"What a lovely dream." Alice happily replied as she jumped up out of bed.

"This is no dream Miss Alice." The Rabbit told her as she approached him.

"Of course it is." Alice giggled.

"Oh dear Alice, we're really here!" The Hatter cried happily as he hugged Alice. She never wanted to let go.

"Well...this does feel rather real." Alice admitted as she poked The Hatter in the arm. "Why have you come?"

"We missed you." The Rabbit answered.

"I've missed you too." Alice said, looking at The Hatter.

"Well, I've got to get back to Wonderland." The White Rabbit announced. "Do come visit us, will you?"

"Of course. Hatter, are you going as well?" Alice questioned.

"Well, I should...but I suppose I could stay for a little while. And I do wish you would call me Tarrant, Miss Alice." The Hatter replied.

"I wouldn't mind...in fact I'd love if you stayed for a while. And only if you call me just Alice." Alice told him.

"Well then, I'll get going. Don't be late Tarrant!" The White Rabbit said as he left. There was a short silence between Tarrant and Alice.

"Would you like to sit down?" Alice asked as she sat on her bed. Tarrant didn't reply, he just sat down beside her.

"You look quite lovely Just Alice." Tarrant acknowledged.

"Thank you, Tarrant." Alice responded as she blushed.

"The White Rabbit told me about the marriage. Do you love him?" His question caught Alice by surprise.

"N-no." Alice barely managed to say. She could lie to everyone else, but not The Hatter.

"Why not?" Tarrant asked.

"Hes not mad." Alice admitted. Tarrant smiled and moved closer to her.

"Then why are you marrying him?" Tarrant questioned her. She could feel tears slowly falling down her cheeks.

"How else can I deal with a broken heart?" Alice sobbed as she got up to leave. But he grabbed her arm, stopping her. They were now face to face, only inches apart.

"I know someone who mends broken hearts you know." Tarrant began to say. "All it takes is some." he leaned towards her. "Thread and a needle." he whispered, then he softly pressed his lips against hers, making her lightheaded.

"No." Alice cried as he pulled away. "This can't happen."

"Of course it can, my dear Alice." Tarrant replied. "I love you." he whispered in her ear as he held her close.

"Do you?" Alice asked, still crying.

"Of course. And I always will. You're so wonderfully mad." Tarrant laughed as he sat down on the bed. "Come here." Alice walked over and sat in his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Is this why you came here? To tell me you love me?" Alice asked.

"Yes." Tarrant admitted as he kissed her forehead.

"I'm glad you did. And I love you too." Alice whispered. Then Tarrant lay back in the bed, bringing Alice with him. They both lay, facing each other and smiling. Alice began to feel tired again and her eyes slowly closed and she went back to sleep.

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