Author's Note: I do not own Sally's Song or Finale/Reprise from Nightmare Before Christmas, nor do I own any of the characters from American Horror Story. The only things that belong to me are the general idea and Alice Fairbain. More Alice/Tate couple-y stuff, mostly because Sally's Song just inspired me. My third short story to the Sony Lyric story collection of Alice's life and death with Tate.

I sense there's something in the wind,

that feels like tragedy's at hand,
And though I'd like to stand by him,
Can't shake this feeling that I have.

Violet found out about Tate. She was in a panic, Alice could tell. Currently, the girl was over at Constance's house, talking to some medium or something, so Alice was trying her best to find Tate. She hadn't spoken to him since he and Violet started getting serious, but now would be the time to talk to him. Tate Langdon is probably the world's best hide and seek player, because he's nowhere to be found. Alice bit her lip, sitting cross legged on the concrete floor of the basement. Something terrible was going to happen before the day was done, all because of Tate past, and there was nothing to do but wait.

The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be.

Nearly eighteen years of being dead, trapped in this house, and not once had Tate wondered, or at least brought up, why Alice cared for him so much. She would do anything for him if it meant him being happy. And now he was happily in love with Violet and tossed her aside. It wasn't that he did it on purpose; she understood that. He just fell in love. The dead falling in love with someone who was still living; this wouldn't end well. It was probably obvious to everyone, except for Tate of course.

What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
in their enthusiastic cloud.
Try as I may, it doesn't last.

Vivien was pregnant with twins and one of them was Tate's child. Of course, he had to do something stupid and ruin this family as well. Alice felt absolutely terrible thinking such thoughts about her best friend, but it was the complete truth. Mostly, anyways. She still figured the darkness that many saw in Tate was the house controlling him. She knew Tate, and she knew he wouldn't do anything like he has with a right mind. Except perhaps lighting Larry Harvey on fire. He brought that on himself. Nora was excited for the babies, Hayden was excited for the babies, Constance was excited for Tate's child, and even Chad and Patrick were excited for the babies. Alice, on the other hand, was afraid of their presence. They would only disrupt the house and ruin anything that may have been good so far. Especially Tate and Violet if the girl found out that Tate had raped her mother… Alice's hands fidgeted as she thought of the end results, hoping with everything she had that Ben would take Vivien far away before they were born.

And will we ever end up together?
No, I think not, it's never to become
For I am not the one

It was obvious the moment Tate promised to wait forever for Violet to forgive him that Alice never had and never would stand a chance with him. She had loved him for over twenty years, but now it was obvious it wasn't meant to be. She was just glad he had finally started talking to her again and letting her make attempts to cheer him up. That's all she wanted in the end wasn't it? Tate's happiness.

My dearest friend, if you don't mind
I'd like to join you by your side
Where we can gaze into the stars
And sit together, now and forever
For it is plain as anyone can see
We're simply meant to be

As simple as that, what Alice thought to be impossible had happened. Tate realized he wasn't in love with Violet, just attracted to her. He had been attracted to girls when he was alive, sure, but he had forgotten what that felt like, and automatically thought it to be true love. Of course, he still cared about Violet to this day, they had turned in to great friends. Five years later, Violet had found herself a new boyfriend and that was when it hit Tate that he had taken Alice for granted all these years. It just took some time to realize that it was the small blonde haired girl he loved, not Violet. The girl who had stuck by him through every bad deed he committed, who was there for him no matter what. He was meant to be with her, not the girl who had sent him away when she learned the truth, allowing him no explanation. He was in love with Alice, the only good part of his life that continued to his death.