Here we are. Unfortunately, because of school I have been extremely busy. However, I have Part One of the End. I hope you enjoy it!

Ten Years Later:

Alice dabbed her cheek with concealer and then smiled as she saw her scar had disappeared. Even though she had gotten cream which had promised to Make Skin As Clear As Can Be In No Time!, there was still a thin, faded line to remind her of her life in Gotham.

Sighing, Alice checked her cell phone's clock. He was supposed to be here ten minutes ago. If we don't hurry, they'll give away our table. A small chuckled escaped her now red lips. I remember when I worried if I was going to eat that night and now I'm going to eat at a five star restaurant for my ninth wedding anniversary. Life really has changed. Studying her reflection, Alice noticed how much she really has changed. She had grown out her dark hair and it now brushed her lower back. Because of the special occasion, she had curled into an up do. There were also no dark bags under her green eyes. When Tim and Alice had left Gotham, they spent a lot of time traveling to different parts of the country to find a place called home. And surprisingly, long train rides are the equivalent to five sleeping pills to Alice. And there were still nights she would wake up in a cold sweat from echoing laughter and forever falling, but Tim would always hold her and whisper sweet nothings until she returned to her slumber. There was also another thing that kept her going and their names were Delia and Deidre, her twin daughters.

They were eight years old, loud, messy, and the light of Alice's life. Alice placed a hand on her stomach and remembered the first time she had felt one of them move. I think it was Delia because she was always on the right. It was small, a twitch or a small kick. But it was there. And it scared the hell of Alice. She had screamed at Tim to call the doctor; however all he did was smile and explain that babies moved while they were still inside their mother. He said it was healthy. Alice had blushed and then she cried. Because at that very moment she realized that there were two lives growing inside her. She was their mother and she was worried she would be a bad mother. Tim had wrapped his arms around her and told it would be okay. And it was. Love swelled in her heart for her unborn children from that moment and then exploded when she heard their cries for the first time. They had dark hair, her face, and Tim's blue eyes. She thanked whoever was controlling the universe for the first time for their eyes. Because they weren't curse, they were born with a clean slate. At the moment, they were at a friend's house for a slumber party. Are they safe? I shouldn't have let them go but… Tim said that they needed to be with kids their own age. And the house is down the street. Maybe I should call to make sure they're alright.

As she picked up her phone, the doorbell rang. That must be Tim. I'll call the girls on the way to the restaurant. Placing her phone in her black purse, along with some cosmetics, she walked out of the bedroom she shared with Tim. She quickly walked past the tan walls which were covered with memories from before the girls were born till the other day when they had got their school photos. The hem of her red dress swished at her ankles as she walked down the stairs. She stopped at the last step before she walked onto the hardwood floor. Why didn't he just use his key?

Silently, Alice removed her high heels and purse and set them a few steps behind her. She placed one foot onto the cold ground and then the other and slowly stalked to the door. It was instinct that made her realize that in was not her husband at the door. It was habit that made her fingers curl into fists and her eyes become slits. And it was fear for her life that made her look through the peephole in the door.

The porch light shun brightly onto the moss green welcome mat. She slowly placed her hand on the cold, silver lock. Before she twisted the horizontal lock upwards to go outside, she heard a familiar chuckle. Her spine turned to ice as her blood boiled. Alice turned around.

Green eyes which mirrored hers stared down at her. His white teeth were surrounded by red lips. Her father had returned.

The (hopefully) last chapter will be on May 29th. Thank you all so much for sticking with this story!

-LizzySkellington