A/N: Hello again! I have school in a hour lets see how much I can get done! I hate school sometimes lol

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ALICE IN WONDERLAND. I WISH I OWNED THE ACTOR WHO PORTRAYED THE HATTER BUT... NOT GONNA HAPPEN :(

Tarrant's POV:

I knew that Alice would eventually get me to talk about what was going on later, but right now I didn't want to spoil our fun. I straightened my hat, and stepped out to see Alice crying. Uh oh. Here we go again. I walked up slowly, to see that she had a full length mirror in front of her.

"Alice? What's wrong?" I asked, snaking my arms around her waist, resting my hand on her baby bump. I tucked my head into her shoulder, and she wiped her eyes.

"This." She said, suddenly sounding angry, pointing to her stomach.

"I am so fat now, I can't believe it." She said, turning to me. I almost rolled my eyes, but knew that would make it worse. Instead, I turned her around, made her look at herself.

"Alice dear, you are NOT fat." I said, smiling at her. She opened her mouth, but I held up my finger stopping her.

"No ifs ands or buts, you still have your girly figure." I said, trailing my hands down her hips.

"You still have a cute butt." I smirked, and squeezed it,

"Tarrant!" She giggled, and I knew my job was done.

"Sorry Tarrant, don't know what came over me." She said sadly.

"I am happy I am having twins, but TWO? I am going to be HUGE before this is over." She sighed, turning around and hugging my waist. At her right, proper, Alice size she was about a foot below me. I rested my chin onto her head, and sighed.

"Alice dear. If you do get bigger, you will be gorgeous to me." I said, resting a hand on her belly.

"Yeah right Tarrant. You'll be disgusted with my attitude and body. I promise you that." She huffed.

"I will not. You'll be so pretty it won't be describable." I said, pulling her away to look at her. She rolled her eyes at me, and reached for my arm,

"Come on love, we should get to the palace early so we can be ready." She said. I smiled at her, and took her arm, before pushing her against the wall, getting a quick kiss.

"Tarrant! Come on now!" She giggled. She pushed me off, and I let out a groan and rolled my eyes. She just smiled even bigger at my childlike attitude.

Alice's POV:

As our carriage rode down the path into the palace, I noticed that Tarrant had been watching me the whole time. I ignored it, acting like I couldn't see but I couldn't keep still for long. I looked up at him, and he flashed me an award winning grin.

"I do love that belly on yah Alice." He said, moving to sit next to me. I rolled my eyes, and he laid a hand on my belly.

"Yes, well I hate it. Not the babies, just the belly." I said, looking out the window. He scooted farther away from me, and to my surprise, lifted my legs onto his lap. I turned my head to him, and his eyes had gone a deep green. Oh boy. He ran his hand up my dress, trailing his cold fingers up my creamy skin.

"Yeh, well, I don' hate it at all.." He smirked, brogue coming in to play. I stuck my tongue out at him, and in a second, he was on my mouth, gently sucking my tongue. I squeaked in pleasure and surprise, feeling him grin on my lips.

I caught a glance out of the window, and realized we were almost there, just a few minutes.

"Tarrant, we're almost there, love please don't make it hard for me." I giggled. He groaned, leaning off me. Such a silly, needy man.

"Fine, but your ALL mine tonight." He whispered into my ear. He whispered more things, making my eyes pop out, reddening at the cheeks.

"Tarrant! Naughty!" I grinned. He did that little dance with his eyebrows he always did, and just in time, the carriage stopped. Ah, here we go.

Tarrant's POV:

I was in the ballroom with Thackery and the white rabbit, while Alice and Mirana had gone to finish getting ready.

"Ow's the lass holding up?" Thackery asked me, wiping at his spoon with his shirt. That same spoon, always with him.

"She's fine Thackery, thank you." I grinned. I was so proud talking about Alice. My Alice. Carrying MY babies. Our babies. I grinned to myself, when I saw Alice and Mirana walking into the room arm in arm, giggling with each other. I loved when Alice giggled. So sweet and carefree. It took my a minute to register what she was wearing. As always, a pale blue causing her skin to glow, and a knee length skirt, with a corset with strings. It could be considered naughty, but something about her wearing it, made it cute. Two pieces of her hair was pulled back with pins, the rest curled into bigger spirals pooling around her neck. She had no makeup on, which I loved. I loved her natural. So sweet and pretty. Her shoes with the same pale blue, with strings wrapped around the front, giving it a little design. She was pretty as a picture she was. My Alice.

"Hello love!" She called, waving at me. The dress showed off her pregnant belly even more, and I felt the love fill me up.

"Hello." I said quietly, waving at her. Thackery and the rabbit left to go talk with Mirana, and Alice came up to me.

"You look really pretty Alice." I said, pulling her into my arms. She thanked me, and we stood, looking at our friends. We rocked gently, tight grip on each other.

Little bit I am adding for this chapter:

Mirana's POV:

I looked at my bestfriend, and her husband. I was good friends with Tarrant also, but Alice and I had REALLY become closer. She looked so happy, I and was happy. She was going to have a good life now. Away from her suffocating life in the Upperland areas, making me shiver with the stories of how she hated her life there. I was lost in my thoughts, and I looked back to now see Tarrant pressing his forehead to hers, whispering things to each other. He had a hand on her baby bump, and It was the PERFECT vision of a couple. I smiled as I saw Alice's face spread into a big smile, and she kissed his nose. I couldn't look anymore. It was too adorable. I turned and smiled, clasping my hands together under my chin.

Alice's POV:

The party had begun about half an hour ago, and to my surprise, I was really enjoying myself. These parties were so different from back home. At home, women only talked when spoken to, we had to be prim and proper, and eat with certain spoons and forks. Here, we laughed, talked, danced with other girls, and ate however we wanted. It was so carefree, and Tarrant was enjoying himself also. We had just gotten back from doing a dance for married couples, a tradition in Wonderland, when I decided to go get a glass of water from the kitchen,

"Be right back Tarrant." I winked. He smiled and nodded, walking over to Thackery and Mirana. I ducked through the crowd, knowing my way through the halls to the kitchen. I walked down the luxurious halls, filled with paintings and fancy wallpaper. I passed by some men of the court quietly talking, and they fell silent when I walked by. I just kept going, feeling a little odd, knowing their eyes were following me. I shrugged it off, and hurried into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass, and filled it up, leaning against a counter. Just then I dropped my glass drink onto the floor, making it shatter all over.

"Oh bother.." I muttered, when a lady came in telling me it was fine. I just apologized, and felt what had made me drop the cup again. It was like something was drumming my stomach. It didn't hurt, it almost.. tickled.. not quite though. It felt.. comforting. I looked down, and realized.. it was the babies. I had a sudden memory of my sister telling me about pregnancy, and what went on. A sudden grin came across my whole face. My babies. Communicating in a way. I left the room, grinning like a fool, but one of the men had appeared out of nowhere.

"Alright love? Heard a terrible crash I did..." He slurred. Oh dear. He was drunk. If the queen caught him like this in HER palace... It would not be good.

"Oh, I am fine sir." I faked a smile and kept going, but he put a hand onto my shoulder. I froze.

"You sure love? I could.. check you over if yah want.." I suddenly felt anger grow into me.

"Get your filthy hands off me drunk!" I said rather loudly, hoping someone would hear me. But I knew no one would.

"Excuse me miss? I DO believe I am trying to HELP you!" He said spinning my body and throwing me to the wall. I started to cry, and he started yelling at me, looming over me, his stale liquor filled breath going down my neck. He rambled on about nothing like anyother drunk, and I just waited. For what? I didn't know. I just let the tears come, and waited for someone to see me. Waited for help. But then, I realized, he was touching my hips. Oh god.

Tarrants POV:

Alice seemed to be taking a long time. I was getting a little worried, so excused myself from my friends, and headed out of the ballroom, down the hallway. I hoped she wasn't mad at me. I walked down the hall, into the kitchen. Nope not in here.

Alice's POV:

I had just seen Tarrant walk past probaly looking for me, but the man had ducked us into a hidden gap of the walls, and had his hand firmly across my mouth. He was trailing his hands down my stomach, and I felt so sick with disgust, I was sure I would spill all of my contents right on his hand. Just then I saw Tarrant's shadow coming into view. I kept shouting under the man's hand. I couldn't get anything out, and finally with disgust, bit down onto his hand. He pulled back, still pressed against me.

"TARRANT!" I screamed.

Tarrant's POV:

I heard Alice scream my name, and worry flooded through my brain. I kept walking, and I thought I saw movement in a little area, then finally heard muffled shouts, and squinted my eyes. I finally made out two shapes. Oh hell no. Hoping I wasn't.. disturbing anyone, I gently called Alice's name.

"Alice? Is that you?" I heard more of an excited muffled yell, and thought I hurt a grunt of pain.

"Tarrant! Help!" She yelled. Without even knowing what I was doing, I walked into darkness, and reached for someone, who seemed taller and bulkier. I shoved them into the light, and saw a man teetering on his feet. A drunk for sure. Then I looked at Alices tear stained face, and it settled into my brain. Oh. My. God.

"What the hell were you doing?" Tarrant yelled stalking up to the now cowering man.

"Not-nothing.. The little lady had a question.. I was just answering.." He said, obviously lying. And before I knew it, I had a had closed fist around his throat, pushing him against the wall. The man was dangling, gagging. Alice was suddenly frightened to see my sudden outburst of anger and strength. It was never like this. I looked back, and she must have seen my eyes glowing a deep red, because when we locked eyes, she backed up suddenly.

"What'd he do?" I growled. At first she thought I was mad at HER, but realized I probaly wasn't.

"He.. He.. touched me." She didn't know what else to say. I was silent, the man still gagging. I was furious.

"Where?" Was all I asked. She was a little embarrassed.

"Where else?" She suddenly shrieked. My eyes widened at her, the color flickering down. But, flared again, and spun around to the now purple colored man.

"You.. you bastard.." I growled. I dropped the man fall to the ground, and the man jumped up, but before he got anywhere, but I punched him in the jaw, throwing him back down. I leaned down and kicked him in the ribs, and beat him while he was still on the ground. The anger was so.. strong. It was scaring me and Alice I knew. And then I realized what happened to my father. But felt no remorse for my father. My father had NO reason, but I did.

"Tarrant! Stop! Before you do something you regret." She said with fear in her eyes. I looked down the hall, and saw a few guards coming down. I didn't care. He had TOUCHED my wife. Maybe even HURT her. I just kept thrashing, and thrashing, when he tried to stand up. I grabbed his legs when he tried to crawl away. It was all a blur after that. I saw the guards pull the man away, Alice pulling me back. The guards must have asked a question but I was still burning inside. I pushed Alice away, and she stepped back afraid of what I might do. I looked at her, and guilt came wafting over me. I had just scared her. When she was already scared. Alice answered a few questions, while I stood staring at the now bloody, bruised, and broken man. Hatred spilled out of me. The guards nodded, and took the man gruffly away to the dungeons I expected. I knew for sure that Mirana DID NOT tolerate a strange man touch a young lady, whom he KNEW was married. I had a feeling that man was in a load of trouble. I looked up at Alice who was staring at me. I moved my arms to hold her and she flinched.

"I'm so sorry Alice.. I didn't mean.. Not to.. I'm sorry." I said, pulling her into my arms. She melted and started to cry.

"It's ok Tarrant.." She said, trailing off into heavy sobs.

"Did he go to far?" I asked. She caught on and shook her head, relief setting in me.

"Did he hurt you?" I said, pulling her forehead to mine. She turned her arms to show me bruises he had given her. My eyes went darker, I could feel the warmth.

"Dammit.." I muttered, pulling her into my arms again.

"Tarrant, lets go home." She whispered. I nodded, and turned to see Mirana yelling at the man the guards were holding. It was odd to see her like this, her usual self calm and collected. She looked like she was about to beat him also. They dragged him away, and the man was screaming.

"Alice? Oh Alice dear are you alright?" Mirana asked, walking up to us. I let go of her arms, and she ran to Mirana hugging her tightly. She cried in her friends shoulder, and I stood there awkwardly. I decided to go get a carriage, and they sat down in some chairs for Alice to collect herself.

Alice's POV:

I was crying into my bestfriends shoulder, trying to calm down, but it was all just too much for me. My body was kept for Tarrant, and Tarrant only. Not some drunk man that walked around prowling for his prey. I felt like I had just betrayed my husband. The man hadn't gotten all the way there yet, but he touched me nonetheless. I felt horrified, guilty, angry, sad, scared, and disgusted at myself AND the man. I felt terrible. I saw Tarrant walk in slowly, and he walked up to me, smiling at Mirana thanking, and reaching out a hand. I gladly took it, and waved goodbye to my friend.

"Goodbye Alice. I hope to see you soon dear." She said quietly patting my hand. I nodded, and Tarrant picked me up like he had on my honey moon. I felt like a child being carried through the halls. But at this point. I didn't care. At all. I had my Tarrant, and he was going to take care of me.

He hopped into the carriage first, and pulled me in slowly. He yelled up to the driver to get going, and he looked back at me. He patted his thighs, and I laid my head on his lap, and he stroked my now wild blonde hair. He leaned down and kissed my shoulder. I just cried and cried and cried. I felt I had nothing left to cry out, but the tears kept coming, stronger than ever.

Tarrant's POV:

We were riding home, Alice shaking violently in my lap. I felt horrible. Truly, there wasn't anything I could actually do. I could comfort her best I could, but that was about it. I probaly shouldn't have lashed out like that in front of her. I probaly scared her just by my behavior. I still wanted to beat the man up, again, and again, and again, and again. But, I knew once was truly enough, my anger getting the best of me. Alice's sobs became softer and I whispered to her,

"I'm sorry if I scared you earlier at my outburst." I felt her chuckle,

"What's funny?" I asked, and she rolled around to face me. She actually had a tad smile on her face.

"I thought it was kind of valiant of you. And cute." She said, sprawling out onto her back. She looked at me, and I rolled my eyes a little embarrassed. She laughed again when she saw my now flushed cheeks. I laid a hand on her belly, and she went pale.

"Alice whats wrong love?" I asked, hoping I hadn't hurt her. She looked at my wide eyed,

"You don't think that.. that.. that could have harmed the.. the baby?" She stuttered. I thought for a minute, seriously hoping not.

"I don't believe so Alice, he just.. he didn't harm your stomach did he?" My eyes flickering darker again. She put her hand on my cheek to calm me down.

"Sorry." I whispered. She just smiled, and curled into my stomach. I held her tight, like a little girl in my arms. She was a little girl really. Wait? I hold WAS Alice..

"Alice? How old are you?" She looked up at me with a confused expression.

"What Tarrant?" She said, looking at me.

"Sorry if it makes you mad but how old are you?" I asked, waiting for her to yell at me, but she didn't and sat thinking.

"I almost forgot. Let's see. I was seventeen when I came here.. Oh my god. I'm only eighteen." She whispered. My eyes widened.

"Wait when was your birthday?" I asked.

"Oh it was coming a few days after I got her, I just was so busy I hadn't thought of it. Tarrant, how old are you." She asked, a little worried that I might be really older. I had actually forgotten too. I never celebrated my birthday.

"Give me a moment Alice, dear. I never celebrated my birthday." She looked at me with wide eyes.

"NEVER? Ever? That IS odd Tarrant." She smiled. She laid back into my lap, so that I could think.

Lets see.. oh dear. She wasn't going to be happy. I wasn't THAT much older, but technically she was a little girl compared to me.

"Thiry-six.." I muttered, hoping she wouldn't hear.

"What was that love?" She said, turning to me.

"I.. I'm thirtysix.." I said, looking away. She shot right up.

"What? Not that I truly care.. but.. what if mother finds out. She'll have my head for SURE." She said. I couldn't help it, but I tensed at her last phrasing, remembering those horrific times.

"Sorry Tarrant." She said, putting a hand on my lap. I nodded.

"Does it.. does it change anything Alice? Is it really that old?" I asked her.

"Well it depends, how long to people usually live around her." I looked at her quizzically. What a strange question.

"Well.. um.. you don't really hear much about people dying. Unless of course you are in a battle, or a bad disease came over you. Her eyes widened.

"Why? How long do your people live for?" I asked, worrying at what might be the answer.

"Oh.. if your lucky.. one hundred. Tarrant, you don't think that I will.. die young do you? Since I am basically a member of this world.." I thought for a minute. And realized. There was one other person that had come from the Upperland, because they had stumbled upon our world by accident, and they had lived for hundreds of years, and died of a deep fever. I sighed with relief.

"There was another person, and they lived for a long, long, LONG time. Don't worry about it! I am not losing you anytime soon." I smiled, she sighed, and laid back into my lap. She pulled her finger to her nose, lightly tapping it. This was one of her cute quirks she had when she was thinking.

"Thirty six huh? That means.. you were eighteen when I was born. You were an adult." I sat in confusion.

"Well, here your not really an adult until your around 30. That's when your considered an adult." She just nodded.

"So your really at the perfect age then for children... Do you think I'll be ready at EIGHTEEN? She asked worriedly. I pulled her hair behind her ear, and whispered,

"Well, I know for sure you'll be the sexiest one of all the mothers in Wonderland." I smirked, and she slapped my arm lightly.

"Oh Tarrant, what WILL I do with you?" She giggled.

Yeah ok, I know.. ehhh, but hey! It's hard when you are struggling ;) hope you liked it. Now I don't know if they said "sexy" there, but in MY book they do ;) Alrighty, well thank you for reading, reviews are amazing just so you know... hint hint ;)