Alice cuddled beside her husband, Elliot March. It was late into this night period, but she was too nervous to sleep. Just a few time periods ago, she'd given birth to her first child, a cute boy bunny Elliot had affectionately named Blood, after his boss. That had seemed questionable, since the child looked absolutely nothing like the Mad Hatter, but once the Mafia boss had heard about this, he'd refused to let the name be changed. Partly because he was honored that his loyal subordinate had named his first-born son after him. Partly because he didn't want Elliot to name his son after a carrot dish.

A shrill cry came over the baby monitor, waking Elliot. "It's okay," Alice said wearily. "Blood's probably just hungry or needs a diaper change. Go back to sleep, honey." He didn't argue. In mere moments, his eyes were closed, and he was fast asleep again. "Now if only Blood slept as well as his father."

It would take some getting used to, calling the Hatter "Boss" instead of by name, and calling her son "Blood" instead of "Jordan" or "Luke" or even "Jackie." There was a lot she'd have to get used to. As she entered the nursery and lifted the little hare from his crib, she gazed into his sweet amethyst eyes, so like his father's. She hoped from the bottom of her heart that He'd grow up to be just as sweet as his father, but not as trigger-happy. But no matter how he turned out, Alice knew she'd love this little guy until the end of time, itself.