A/N! This chapter is alllll Alice's POV. . .Just so you know :) Reviews are extremely welcome. . .

Alice's POV

After that one moment, I was reassured. He didn't say he loved me, but he didn't say he didn't love me either. Well, either way, I was still tired. I slept fitfully that night, dreaming of the Hatter. . .

When I woke, I went to see the Queen.

"Well, good morning Alice! I am so very happy to see you are awake. Would you like some tea?" I nodded, and sat down at the table. It was only her and I. This was a good moment to ask about something that had been nagging me so long.

"Your Majesty-"

"Please, call me Mirana."

"Mirana. . .what does fairfarren mean? Isn't it along the lines of 'farewell'?" I thought back to that day when I said goodbye to the Hatter.


"You could stay." He had whispered to me.

"What an idea. A crazy, mad, wonderful idea. But I can't. I have questions to answer, things to do. . ." When he looked at me, he reminded me of a forlorn puppy.

"Hatter, why is a raven like a writing desk?"

"I haven't the slightest idea."


I remember wondering and wondering what he meant. I finally had a chance to find out. The Queen was hesitant though, as if she hadn't fully understood my question. I think it took her by surprise.

Fairfarren was a word used in the language called 'Outlandish". Or so I was told. No one here spoke it, but all knew the basics. Only tsome of the Queens spoke it fluently. I guess the White Queen didn't.

"Why, my dear Alice, who said that to you?"

"Tarrant." She gasped like she was completely surprised.

"Mallymkun!" I was startled by her sudden outburst. Her eyes never left mine. Mine, as well as hers, were wide in shock.

"Yes, Majesty?"

"What does fairfarren mean. . .?" Mallymkun looked from me to Queen. Repeatedly. I knew she had the wrong immpression. I hadn't told it to the Queen.

"Why ye need t' know tha'?" Mally's accent surprised me. I'd never really noticed it before.

"Tarrant said that to Alice, before she left." Mally stared at me with the same wide eyes as the Queen.

"Please! Please tell me, Mallymkun! I must know. . ."

"Alice, wha' did 'atter say to ye befo' ye left?"


"Fairfarren, Alice." He was so close to me. My heart was speeding as he pulled away. I couldn't take him with me, unfortunately.

"Goodbye, Hatter."


"Oh my. . .I don' know 'is one. . . .no' used in tha' way. . ." She stared down at the floor, wondering about who would know.

"McTwisp? Ca' ye come 'ere fo' a moment?"

"Yes, Mally?"

"Wha' does fairfarren mean? Like sayin' 'Fairfarren, Majesty'?"

"Did you say that to the Queen?"

"No! McTwisp, jus' answe' me!"

"Well, fairfarren, fairfarren. . . .It means. . .Oh, yes I remember now! It means 'I love you!'" The Queen, Mally and I all gasped. Oh dear.

"Oh my. Yes, yes, well run along. I must speak to Alice." They scurried off, probably to have some tea.

The Queen stood up and walked to my side. She rested both her hands on my shoulders.

"Mirana. . .What do I do now?" I was so happy, yet so. . .nervous? Yes, that was it. I was nervous.

"Well, you could tell me the truth. What are your feelings for him?"

"I honestly. . . . .don't know."

"Hmm. . .You should think about your answer. You see, a hatter's heart is very fragile. If you were to break one, they'd be very upset for quite some time. In fact, other Hightopp family members have died of 'broken hearts'. Be careful Alice."

I nodded, and then set off to find Hatter.

All the while, I was thinking about how I felt. Did I love him?

Well, of course, but Hatter is such a dear friend, nothing more, nothnig less. Oh stop it Alice! He loves you! Isn't that what you wanted?"

I sighed, and answered myself out loud. "Of course I wanted that. But I'm not ready, I don't think. . .oh dammit. I -"

"What was that, Alice? I didn't hear you." I looked up, and saw the Hatter.

"Oh. Oh God. Tarrant, umm, hi?" It came out sounding more like a question than a greeting.

"Wha' is it, Alice? Please, tel' me." His Scottish accent was beginning to grow more pronounced. He was going to go mad any second now. I must tell him, I must, I must, I must. . .

"I wanted to know if you'd like to have tea with me? Tonight?"

God damn it! I can't tell the man I loved him! After all we've been through. . .

This man had stood next to me, staring into the face of death, whispering encouraging words.


"This is impossible." I remember saying, watching the Jabberwocky twist and turn all around.

"Only if you believe it is." The hatter was right next to me, worry all over his face.

"Sometimes, I think of as many as 6 impossible things before breakfast."

"That is excellent practice."


This was the man who had nearly trashed his tea-set to see me after 13 years.


I walked down the path, and saw a small tea party. There was a rabbit, a mouse, and a man. The man caught my eye. He was so familiar. He had bright orange hair and unforgettable green eyes.

"It's Alice!"

"Tha's no' Alice! Remember, she was so young las' tim'!" Yelled the little mouse. (Mally)

Then, the man, whom I now remembered as the Hatter, stood and walked across the table, trying not to break to many dishes. He stepped onto a chair and fell to his knees on the ground. (I was very small) He squinted his eyes.

"You're Alice! I'd know that face anywhere!"

"Alice is back!"

He sat me at the tea table, right next to him.

"Do you have any idea why a raven is like a writing desk?"


This man stuffed me in a tea pot when the Knave came for me.


The Knave's horse's footsteps became audible.

"They're looking for me." I told him. He gave me more of the shrinking liquid and told me to drink a little. Then he stuffed me in the tea pot. My dress was now way too big. I barely heard the conversation outside.

Hatter took the teap pot in his hands, then brought it under the table

"If you're hiding her, you'll lose your heads."

"Already lost them!" I heard the Hatter say. It was like he was being strangled, but they let him go.

"All together now!" They started singing a song, one that I no longer remembered.

He opened the tea pot as soon as they left, then closed it right up again.

"Oh!" He made me a new dress, then waited for me to change.

"That's better!"


This man had willingly given up his freedom, and his precious hat, so I could continue with my mission.


"Hold on tightly!" I held onto his hat and waited to land. When he threw, everything was spinning around me like I was on a frisbee. I landed on the other side of a river, under a tree, facing him. The knaves were already taking him away.

Then their dog had found me. I reasoned with him, and I got a ride to the castle.

"Oh, the hat comes too." I said, very firmly.


This man had, in his own way, begged me not to leave him behind.


"You could stay." He had whispered to me.

"What an idea. A crazy, mad, wonderful idea. But I can't. I have questions to answer, things to do. . ." His eyes darkened instantly.

"I'll be back before you know it."

"You won't remember me. . ." The tone reminded me of myself. When I was younger. A sad child that didn't get what she'd asked for at the store.

"How could I forget?" He shook his head, but didn't push me forward.

"Fairfarren, Alice."


"Of course I'll have tea with you tonight!" I shook with surprise as he brought me back from my thoughts and down to Wonderland once again. What had I gotton myself into?