Hatter's POV

A knock at my door was what stirred me from my sleep. I reluctantly got up from my place on the sofa and went to open the door. In the doorway stood Mirana, and behind her was a tall man with dark hair. He had a slightly chiseled chin, and deep brown eyes. He definatly looked a couple of years older than me, but he resembled good looks.

"Your Majesty, come in." I choked out. My voice was soar, and it was quite obvious that I had been crying, for there were red circles under my eyes. Mirana walked into my home, taking the man behind her with her. "Mirana, who exactly is this?" I asked her, my gaze turned to the man.

"My husband, Dedrick. But we shall discuss that later." She quickly told me, waving the situation away with her hand. I had to admitt, I was a little jealous. Mirana and I go way back, and to see her with another man, especially one of his quality, made me a smidge jealous. "It's about Alice." She raised an eyebrow, noticing that I wasn't paying attention. All jealousy immediatly melted at the mention of Alice's name. She was the one I loved. And if I saw her with another man, then I would explode.

"Tarant, why would you pretend to not remember her? All you talked about while she was away was her. Now yo don't even know her name?" Mirana questioned me. I turned my face away from her.

"She brings back to many memories, if I don't remember her, I won't remember the memories." I whispered, another tear coming from my eye. I heard Mirana sigh.

"Darling, there aren't only bad memories. Think of the good times." She put a hand to my cheek, and made me look at her. She was, nothing compared to my Alice, but she was beautiful. Long white hair, red lips, and her eyes were gorgeous. Yet when I looked at her, Alice came to my mind. She was right. There were plenty of happy memories.

"We're going to help you." Dedrick told me. Help me? I didn't need help. There was nothing to help me with. "Get Alice back, that it." He continued, noticing that I was confused. A small smile played on my lips when the words came out of his mouth.

Alice POV

I missed him. I missed him so much. I only wish that I could feel his hair, or the warmth of his cheek against my hand.

I got up off the bed, and went out to the balcony. I was in the Queen's bedroom. It was beautiful. Golden bed, with some white curtains over it. White carpet, golden walls. It had a door, which led out to the balacony where you could over look the kingdom and Wonderland. As soon as I walked out, I wanted to walk back in. But I didn't. I let the cold take over me, sweeping through my hair and my short silk night dress. Goosebumps rose on my arms and legs, still I didn't go inside.

The wind picked up, and it got colder. I could almost feel my lips turning blue. It got colder. I couldn't feel my arms. And yet I made no movements to get back into the room, to the warmth of the golden bed. It got even colder. The coldest it's ever been. I let the cold take me. I wasn't wanted here. At least not by the only person I ever loved. My legs gave away, and I fell to the balacony floor. My eyes slowley started closing, and the last thing I saw was a flash of orange hair, and someone yelling, "Alice!"

"Hatter..." I whispered, before my eyes closed and the world turned black.

A/N: Lucky you guys. Im takinga brask from my other stories to work on this one. You guys might get a thrid chapter today if you review. I gave you two chapters in a row!