Yay for another update! So guys. I've noticed the review count. 100 reviews. Oh my goodness gracious. I can't thank any of you guys enough for making this story such a huge success! It makes me feel like you really do like this story and I'm not a complete lunatic for writing crazy, twisted, and utterly insane plots.

So, for this celebration, I made this chapter a bit longer. Normally, also, I'd include one surprise per chapter. But because of the 100 review mark, you are getting... TWO!

Enjoy!

Alana groaned. Her throat hurt. Bad.

It was like a cobra, twisting tightly around her pathway of air. Breathing was no longer an option. Fainting and dying, was. What in the world could she do... What did she do? She, or someone, must have done something, because on, air started to re-enter her body, lungs, and slowly bring her back to life.

The small girl let out another grumble from her inner throat, her face snuggling into some sort of hard feature. Alana's hand reached up to brush the object, only to feel a beating heart within it. A person. It was also then that the wind softly blowing against her hair was noted. She was... being carried. By whom?

Slowly, Alana's orbs began to flutter open. They seemed to be shut for such a long time now. Was she asleep for hours?

"Cheshire," she exhaled, staring up at the man as he moved about. The girl was being held bridal style in his arms as he kept his stride. Around him, were men in black suits. Suits. She was about to scream, but, her memories of what happened began to come back.

"You've finally awoken?" A velvety voice spoke.

Alana murmured,"How long was I asleep?"

"You passed out moments after leaving the throne room, most likely from lack of oxygen. For about an hour, you have been out. Do you remember what happened?"

"Yes... Grandpa." She then said aloud, tilting her head back to watch her young grandfather walk beside her, his stride too, strong and confident as he lead her through the tall, overwhelming buildings of Wonderland.

A laugh escaped Cheshire's lips,"You really got Alice, Jack. I've never seen her so frustrated." It seemed as if the laugh fell into harmony with Jack as he too, released his own chuckle at the thought,"She deserves nothing less than what I just showed her. Defeat."

"You bet. The bitch is goin' down! Destruction!" Cheshire chanted, jumping a bit which made Alana stir uncomfortably.

A small shrug came from Jack,"I don't intend to destroy her. Just her influence and power. Once that is gone, we can forbid her into Wonderland for real. Her fault was, that she banished me without destroying my ties to this world. She was stupid, and didn't know that leaving me with the Duchess would only lead to a Wonderland baby..."

Alana's brows furrowed. Baby? Who was his child. And... the Duchess? Who was that?

She then heard Jack speak,"Alana, we are almost at the Caterpillar's hide-away for you. It won't be much longer until you know everything."

A perplex emotion washed over her face,"I have my own hide-away?"

Jack nodded,"Made just for you if you ever made contact with Alice. This is the second place we will hide you, since Cheshire's didn't work out too well... Hatter gave away the location to that to Alice. That is why you were found."

Alana shuddered slightly as she shut her eyes, thinking back to Hatter and how he stared at her in the throne room. A mix of confusion and regret... And then she sighed.

Her eyes blinked open as she watched the buildings go by her, staring at them blankly. It seemed time kept on going onwards. Jack was silent, Cheshire was silent... except for the small purring noises that he would make if Alana moved around in his arms a bit.

And then, she didn't see where she went. A dark tunnel. They were going into a dark tunnel. Oh god. Would she have to crawl and follow Cheshire again for another 10 billion hours? Let's hope not.

The tunnel's entrance disappeared when the last Suit entered, leading down the long tunnel. The end could not be seen. It was high enough for everyone to walk, which also meant Alana could still be carried. She had fidgeted a bit among the way, yelling at Cheshire to put her down. She began to feel uncomfortable... too much of the weakling. Jack told her to relax and to just not put any more strain on her body. So she shut up for another good 5 minutes before the ranting started up again.

After the 5th try from Jack to keep her quiet, he gave up. "Just let her walk then."

Cheshire's jaw dropped,"You are seriously giving into her? Oh come on, Jack. She is just being immature."

"I'll tear your tail out of your ass, Cheshire. Put me down. Now." Alana growled, her dark eyes shooting bullets into the electric yellow. A yelp came from Cheshire as he then set her down onto her feet. "No need to get violent..."

Alana trotted ahead, huffing as she did so. She didn't want to be carried. She had been the damsel for way too long in this story. Time to switch it up a bit.

"Jack, grandpa... I want to know stuff."

The man raised an eyebrow, moving forward and smiling,"Like what?"

"Where is the Stone of Wonderland?" Alana demanded, her eyes narrowing. She's apparently had the stone for what seems like ages. It went missing the same time as Jack... She wasn't sure how long the time period was from Jack leaving Wonderland and now... But she had the stone somewhere. Even her grandfather admitted it.

"Well, lets think about it. Do you see it physically on you?" Jack questioned, his hands laying cooly in his pockets.

Alana bit her lip, reaching her hands into her pockets, patting her body down, and shaking her head to deny that the ring was ever on her.

"So then, where else could it be that it moves with you?"

She kept walking, her mind racing. Where could the ring be if it was not on her? It was on her, but where? It could be... Wait. Alana froze in her tracks. Her hands fell on her chest, sudden realization hitting her.

Jack smiled and placed his pointer finger on her hands,"Bingo."

"Grandpa, grandpa!" The small girl of 4 years shouted, running around her bright pink room. Her small body leaped onto the bed, where a withered old man laid. In his hands, was a copy of Alice in Wonderland.

A weak grin came from the man as he chuckled,"Oh come here, Alana. Sit, so I can read to you."

Alana giggled a toothy grin, for she was loosing her teeth. She snuggled up against her grandfather, smiling widely as he let his fingers caress the covers of the book lightly before tilting the front cover up as he began to read. Yet, he stopped. Alana was shaking her head innocently, climbing up onto her Grandpa's lap.

"I wanna hear your stories, Grandpa." the small child murmured.

Jack smiled calmly, letting his fingers brush away her brown locks from her smooth child face. "Like what? There are lots of things to be told."

Alana sucked on her bottom lip, her eyes wide as she thought of a question to ask,"How do I get to Wonderland?"

"Alana, getting into Wonderland is easy. All you need to do is follow your heart."

"The stone is... inside of me..." Alana whispered in shock. "No way."

All this time. All of this time Alana had the Stone of Wonderland, the single object, no, power, that could cause a whole war was buried deep within her. Literally. Now, if this was a dream, it was really about time to wake up. This was absolute ludicrous.

Jack nodded his head,"Your heart, to be exact. It's not actually in your heart, but, it's power and magical existence is there. If you really wanted to, you could materialize it. It would be the only way for Alice to get it."

Alana bit her lip nervously,"Why me?"

"When you were born, was around the same time I left Wonderland. After the Duchess and I...-"

Alana grabbed Jack's sleeve tightly. Her eyes widened largely, like in her flashback. "Duchess... is grandma. But, wait. Grandma is Duchess, and you are Jack Heart... So, if you two are together. Then which one of my parents is your child?"

Jack then shook his head,"Neither."

"Neither?"

"How much do you trust me right now, Alana?" Jack asked curiously, placing his arm on her back to gently push her along so that they weren't standing in some tunnel and left behind the group.

How much did she trust Jack? He was her Grandfather, but it seemed so unlikely. He was young, filled of life, and nothing of that brittle old man who used to read her stories. But he smelt almost identical. His eyes were the same. His smile was the same. And she could tell it was the same beating heart.

"I trust you a lot right now." Alana said aloud, walking forward once more with Jack by her side.

"Good. Because I'm about to tell you something... the whole logic behind well, everything. It will seem clearer after things are told. Are you ready, Alana?" Jack asked.

Alana simply nodded.

Jack smiled and placed his arm on Alana's shoulder. He gripped it tightly as he said,"First thing is first.... The people whom you know to be your parents are not your parents. They were people who Duchess and I handpicked to care for you. They played along an act of sorts, but fully agreed they wanted another child."

Her lip quivered. "W-what?"

"You were 'adopted', but under a few circumstances. That Duchess and I would keep contact with you throughout your life." Jack said aloud. Alana began to feel her heart thump rapidly. This... was overwhelming... But... there was one more question to ask on this topic.

Alana whispered carefully,"Then... who are my parents?"

"Well first off, you should start calling me Dad."

What. The. Hell.

I'm sure you are just about ready to kill me. Yes? Well, not yet. I'll explain everything in the next coming chapter on why this shock shouldn't be too shocking...

I'm actually scared to post this chapter. The ending might not flow well with people. I hope it does, because, I'm going to make it work. And there is a surprise pairing in this. If you haven't already figured it out then you are blind -__-

Read and Review, folks! Much much more to come~