La Belle Dame sans Merci

Author's Note: Thank you everybody for the great reviews and questions that you posted. I know that some of you did not like the whole Alice/Jack cousins who dated thing, and believe me, neither do I, but since this is not a complete AU of the mini series, I felt like it needed to be addressed. Thanks goes to Lady Irish Rose for her suggestions for this chapter. As always, sit back, and enjoy!

Chapter Ten

Hatter flipped over onto his stomach. He opened his eyes, peering over to the other side of the bed. It was still empty. Alice was outside.

Charlie had tried to wheedle her in earlier by promising her a thick piece of meat from the rabbit he had caught, but she only gave him a half hearted attempt at a smile before telling him that she wasn't hungry.

Hatter pulled the thick blanket off the bed, and wrapped it around his bare shoulders. He shuffled his way over to the window, and glanced down. Alice was sitting next to the waterwheel; her knees drawn up against her chest.

"Alice…" he murmured. He shook his head, and made his way down the stairs. Hatter quickly shut one of the windows that was letting in the chilly autumn air, and opened the front door. "Alice."

"I went inside to get the book," she said softly. "I thought maybe…maybe if I looked at the picture that it would be different." Alice ran her hand over the photograph. "But, it's not different. And…" She shook her head.

"It's cold," Hatter said unnecessarily.

"Is it?" Alice looked around. "My head was full of all of these thoughts. I just needed to not have you and Charlie talking at me too."

"You're cold." He threw the blanket around her. "Don't you feel it?"

"I guess I should go inside."

"We don't have to stop talking."

She glanced down at her feet. "I haven't moved in hours. I don't think."

"Okay," he whispered. Hatter bent down, and slung his arm under hers. "We can sit on the couch." Alice nodded, groaning as her knees cracked from being stretched out.

"Where's Charlie?" she asked.

"Busy snoring upstairs in my brother's old room."

She gave a slight smile as she collapsed on the couch. "You didn't give him your's?"

"Are you kidding? He would break something," Hatter chuckled.

Alice looked back down at the book. "I have been replaying my entire life over and over in my head. I've been thinking about everything my mother said, or did, and nothing screams, 'I'm an evil, sadistic Queen from Wonderland.'" She bit her lip. "I've been thinking about my dad too. I've been thinking about all these scenarios. Is he an Oyster as you call me, or…"

Hatter took a sharp intake of breath. "What are you thinking?"

"You talk of coincidences. Is it too much of a coincidence that my father was taken to Wonderland and turned into this Carpenter person? My father, who was married to…well, you know."

"You think your father did this?"

"I don't know. I-I…my whole life is a lie now, Hatter. I mean, everything." She sniffed. "If-if my dad did this…I mean, you and Charlie talked about a man who disappeared when Evredee was supposedly killed. What if that was him? What if…what if he started this whole thing?"

"And…what? He was taken back to Wonderland, and had his own, what? His own experiment or test done on him?"

Alice choked back a sob. "What if he did?"

"I think we should go back home," Hatter whispered. "I want to get you home. Get you away from here."

"No. No. I need to find my father. I mean, after this how can I not? I need answers."

"Evredee is here. She's dangerous, she's-" he started to say.

"I know," she whimpered. Alice bent her head down. "My mother killed your parents."

"Alice…"

"I'm so sorry." She leaned her head on his lap, and cried. "I don't know what you must think of me."

Hatter ran his fingers through her hair. "I don't want Evredee to see you. To do anything to you."

"There's something else I've been thinking about. I keep thinking about how I managed to break through to my father. I think I can bring my mother back."

"Alice, this is not the same thing."

"Carol has to exist in some part of her, doesn't she?" She looked up at him. "I think if I just get a chance to see her. I can make her remember being my mom."

He closed his eyes, shaking his head. "What if you can't? You don't know what she's really like."

"I'm not saying that I'm going to just…go up to her. I need to find my dad first, and then…" Alice sighed. "I just want answers." She sat back up, and turned towards him. "I also keep thinking about Jack."

Hatter visibly stiffened. "What about Jack?"

"Do you think he knew? I mean, I didn't have sex with him, but I wanted to. I mean, I hate…do you think he knew?" She chewed on her lower lip as her eyes flashed anxiously.

"No. And if he did, he's a sicker fuck than I ever gave him credit for."

"Stop talking," she murmured. "I don't want to talk anymore."

"We can get some sleep," he offered.

"I'm not tired." Alice slid onto his lap. "I don't want to think about Jack, or…anything."

"Charlie's upstairs," Hatter whispered. He ran his hand under her skirt to rub at her bare thighs. "You can't be quiet."

"Neither can you." She grabbed his cheeks, and gave him a long, lingering kiss. "I don't care if Charlie hears us."

He growled, nipping at her neck. "I like it when you get like this."

"You make me like this."

"Only me?" he asked, hushed.

She stared into his eyes. They were dark; hooded. "Only you."

Hatter picked her up, and carried her over to the kitchen table. There was no pretense. He unlaced her boots, and rolled her skirt up. He grinned, bending his head down to tug her panties off with his teeth.

Alice gasped as he darted his tongue out to lick in between her thighs. She grabbed at his hair, urging him further in. He complied, and slid his fingers around till they pinched at her clit. "Oh, god," she hissed. "Oh, fucking god."

"God isn't involved with this," Hatter replied. "Or, if he is, I would kindly ask him to leave because you're supposed to be for me only."

"Shut up. This really isn't the best time for your quips," Alice panted.

"No. Right." He clambered back up, and rubbed at his cock from the hole in his boxers, before he plunged inside of her. They both let out a whimper, and Alice prodded him on by arching her hips up. Hatter wrapped his arms around her back, holding tightly onto her shoulders as he thrusted.

Alice closed her eyes, shaking as every movement from him vibrated inside of her. She could feel the heat build in her legs, and shoot up her body. Alice extended her legs out, and gasped. "Oh, goddddddddd!" she screamed, thrashing her head around the table. Her nails dragged down his back, drawing blood as she dug deep into his skin.

Hatter shook his head, as if by doing that he could stave off the orgasm that was threatening to explode out of him. He opened his eyes, and watched as Alice said his name as the last crest of the wave hit her. Hatter grunted, and shouted a long string of expletives as he emptied himself out.

"Alice…" he mumbled.

"Can we just stay here?" she asked.

"What? On the table? It's not going to make for comfortable sleeping."

Alice chuckled. "No, but, can we just stay like this? Even for a few minutes?"

"Yeah." Hatter pushed a strand of hair away from her eyes. "Of course."

Hatter growled, and threw his hat down on the ground. He pointed a shaking finger at Charlie. He opened his mouth to say something before he clamped it shut. Hatter turned towards Alice, and shook his head.

"Okay. I think you need to take a minute, and remember how to breathe," Alice muttered.

"Look, the way that he wants to go does not lead to the place where I found you!" Hatter exclaimed. He looked around the open field they were standing in. "Just because Robert wasn't there the first time-"

"You dare to doubt me! I have seen where JustAlice's father is, and it is not where you are suggesting!" Charlie shouted back.

"You saw where he's being kept? You had a vision?" Alice asked, breathlessly.

"Well, of course, I-"

Hatter moaned. "No. Not this again. Alice, how can you possibly believe him when he has no clue where I even found you in the first place?"

"Excuse me!" Charlie exclaimed. "Need I remind you that I was the one who led us to Alice in the truth room?"

"Wha…"

Alice bit her lip. "He has a point, Hatter. I think we need to take every feeling, every place into account, and maybe, just show Charlie a bit of respect?"

Charlie straightened up, and narrowed his eyes at Hatter. "I do agree with JustAlice, young harbinger. I think a certain amount of respect is owed to me after the two of you kept me awake last night with your noises."

"You heard that?" she whispered.

"Of course I heard that." Charlie rolled his eyes. "I am not deaf! You, young man, you need to learn how to control your impulses. There is no need to announce to the world the depths of your carnal activity."

Hatter and Alice both reddened. "Right. Well, I th…think we should listen to Charlie then. Lead the way, old man," Hatter said.

Charlie nodded. "Exactly. And you will see that I am right." He turned back to them. "I really hope that you cleaned up in the kitchen afterwards. I don't enjoy seminal fluid with my breakfast."

Charlie peered through the trees. "He's here."

Alice bent down, and looked at the desolate Resistance stronghold. "Here? How sure are you, Charlie?"

"This is the other place. Carlotta showed me the-" Hatter started to say.

Alice whipped her head around. "Carlotta? That girl you wagged your eyebrows about the first time I was in Wonderland?"

"No. I mean, yes. But, it's not what you think. I went-"

Charlie giggled. "You're in trouble."

"No." Hatter groaned. "I'm not in trouble."

"Why did you go and see her?"

"She was one of the mapmakers for the Resistance, and when I heard that Caterpillar had taken you, I thought that I could see her, and take a look at the maps," Hatter explained.

"Uh huh." Alice looked back towards the building. "So, how long did you spend going over the maps?"

"A couple of hours. I was so tired that I spent the night, but-"

"You spent the night?" Alice exclaimed. She started to run towards Hatter, only to have Charlie hold her back. "Did you sleep in her bed?"

"What?" Hatter's eyes widened. "No! I slept on the couch!"

"JustAlice, I think that now is not the best time for this," Charlie said softly. "We're here to get your father."

Alice nodded. "You're right. I just…I can't think straight right now."

"Alice…"

She held her hand up. "I can't. I just…"

"Okay." Hatter turned back to Charlie. "We need to come up with a plan."

"Plan? The plan is, Evredee is not there, so we run in, and get Alice's father. Nice and simple," Charlie proclaimed.

"That's your plan?" Hatter shouted. "That's madness!"

Alice nodded. "It is. But, do you have a better one?"

"No," he said quietly.

"Then," she replied, resolutely, "Charlie's plan it is."

"They're here!" Lorry yelled. He skidded into the room where Dodo was fiddling with the computer settings. "I saw them from the tower!"

Dodo smiled. "Perfect. And, not a moment too soon. Release whatever Suits you can from the cells, and tell them not to put up a fight."

"No?"

"No. We need them to make it through…so I can take care of Alice." Dodo tapped the start button on the screen, and grinned. "I'm ready."

A/N: Dum, dum, dum! So, there you have it. A sex scene, Alice is reviewing her life, a mention of Carlotta, and Charlie proposes storming the castle. Oh, and Dodo is there. What do you guys think will happen next? Ooooooh.