A/N: Thanks to all reviews on Rainy Days are the Best!!! Sorry, this chapter has been through spell check, but I might not have caught all the mistakes.

Hatter had just woken up, and was downstairs, pouring himself cereal when the door thrusted open. March had...well marched his way in unannounced. Hatter knew he'd woken up late, but this was ridicules.

"Hatter!" March called from the front door.

"March!" he responded, little enthusiasm in his voice. "So much for calling before coming." March walked into the kitchen. He was wearing his holed jeans and those retarded looking Ozzie Ozborn sunglasses. He looked like a hippy.

"Calling is overrated. See," He took out his cell phone, dialing Hatter's number. Hatter walked over to the kitchen, picking up the phone.

"Hello?" he said.

"Hey, Hatter, guess what?" March said.

"What, March?" Hatter asked.

"I'm in yer kitchen!!!"He exclaimed. "I knew you'd want me to call." He hung up, laughing historically; so much that he fell off the chair he was sitting on.

"Where's Nivens?" Hatter asked when the rabbit had just knocked on the door. He entered the kitchen.

"You forgot the laptop, March," he inquired, hoping in to sit down. "So, Hatter, what is it about this Alice?"

"She's in danger," Hatter said. I need to find out what happened to her and who this guy is." Both his mad companions were baffled. Hatter went on to explain about the man who had led the men who hurt Alice.

"Sounds to me like you have a little crush goin' on, Hattie," March teased.

"Do not!" he said. "She's my only friend at school now. If something happens to her, I don't know what I'd..."

"Crush," Nivens said.

"Is not!" Hatter dropped the subject. "I just want to know what's going on." They did research about the school first. March thought he could access the list of kids that went there.

"I gots pictures!" March finally said."Nivens has good hacking skills." Nivens cleaned off his pocket watch with a sense of pride. Hatter scooted himself over to his friends. There were a lot...A LOT... of pictures to look at. March scrolled down as Hatter looked at them.

"Sheesh, Hatter," March said. "How many people go to that school?!"

"To many," Hatter said, looking through the pictures still. Nivens could sense Hatter's passion for this mission. He walked around the house in search of items they could use in the future. He knew what Hatter would eventually do.

"There!" Mad Hatter shouted. "That's him!" Nivens returned with wiring, flashlights, batteries, rope, a mysterious hitch Hatter had in his room, and throwing knives. He's even madder than before, Nivens thought to himself running to the kitchen.

"Hmm, Jeff Zeliaski," March analyzed. "Interesting last name, way down at the bottom much...sneaky bastard." Nivens took a good look at the picture before asking if there was any way they could access where he lived. March snarled at him, reminding Nivens that he was supposed to do all the hacking. Nivens ignored this comment as he packed his current items in a backpack. When Hatter asked him what he was doing, he simply ignored him too.

"He must live nearby. Hey, her friends," Hatter thought aloud. "They might know something."

"Hatter!" March said. "The girl has friends? Well, where do they live? That would have helped a long time ago!" Hatter told him, but also warned them of the small that came with the house. Nivens left the bag at Hatter's place as they walked over to Maggie's house.

Hatter knocked on the door, and no one answered, but he could hear laughing inside. He turned the knob. The door was open and they walked straight in. March automatically covered his nose.

"Holy teaspoons! Why is that stench? Hatter, you showered right?" he said.

"Of course I showered March. I told you before, it's this house. Come along, we mustn't dilly dally," he gestured towards Alice's "room". She wasn't there, only her school stuff sat on her bed, laptop included. Hatter checked the roof, just to be sure. No Alice.

"Nivens, can you check the laptop for anything that includes that Jeff guy?" Hatter asked.

"Of course," Nivens said. "I'll get right on it." March stayed put and Hatter waked into the living room where the girls were playing some sort of card game, but they were clearly drunk. All they were saying was gibberish to him. He had to try...

"Girls! Steph, Maggie!" he called to the ones whose names he remembered. They turned to him. "Whatda u wanddddd?" Steph asked.

"Where is Alice?" he asked. She stared at him, no response.

"Whose Jeff?" he asked, trying again.

"A dude," Maggie intervened. "Met online. Sorta odd fella."

"Where does he live?" Hatter asked. He was desperate sounding now. She said something in complete nonsense. He couldn't understand a word of it, and he gave up trying with those girls. They went back to their game like he hadn't even been there. He went back to the room.

"Hatter, look at this," Nivens said, ushering him over to the computer. "He sent her an email." Hatter leaned over Nivens' shoulder to read the email.

"It was sent yesterday morning," Nivens informed him. "To Alice about some meeting."

"Funny, he left his address," Hatter noticed.

"Not really," said Nivens. "I think it might be fake. Never know these days. We can check there if you want, though." Hatter nodded, asking Nivens if there was a way to wire the emails that were sent to Alice one of their computers. Nivens attempted this action, but he wasn't that skilled yet. He couldn't get it to work right, so it was an epic failure. March ran out of the room.

"March?" Nivens called. "Where are you?"

"Must leave!" was all they heard, making them run out after March. They found him hurling in the bushes.

"Blech!" March said. "That stench is intolerable!" Nivens said they should leave anyways because they could be arrested for trespassing if either of those girls became sober and recalled their entrance. Hatter ran into Alice's room to grab her laptop before they left for Hatter's again. Hatter unlocked the door to the house, and took some tea out of the fridge. He heated it up in the microwave and started some fresh on the stove.

They drank tea while figuring out what to do about Alice.

"I say we check the place that's listed on the email first. See what we can do from there," March suggested.

"I say we find more about this Jeff first. He could be hazardous," Nivens warned.

"I say we drink tea!" Hatter said as the alarm went off on the microwave. They piped up when Hatter said 'tea'. They all grabbed a cup and set the table. Hatter poured the tea, and March began chugging. Nivens at least was responsible with his tea, knowing the side effects on him. Hatter too was careful, for this research required his full attention. he drank less than usual, and Nivens checked out the address on google.

"It's a bar," he said. "Are we sure?"

"Yes." Hatter's response was automatic. He didn't need to think about it anymore. He did like Alice. A lot. Okay, he confessed to himself. More than a lot. He had a crush on her... no, he was in love with her. He never knew what love felt like. He felt the need to save and protect Alice though. He was going into a bar to get information. Then again, so were his friends. But, that was when he realized he would do anything to get her back.

"Nivens, we should go right away," Hatter said after Nivens finally shut down the computer.

"Hey, March you comin'?" Nivens asked. March's head lifted up from his cup.

"Yeah yeah," he said, putting the tea down. "Such a wast of tea though..."

"We'll have plenty of time for tea. Come now!" said Hatter urgently. March gasped. Hatter never abandoned the tea table for anything. Tea was the most important to him. March could not believe what he was hearing. Why was Hatter so obsessed with this Alice? Was she really that hot? March wondered. Once again, Hatter locked the house. Nivens took the laptop with him (Alice's in case of any other emails). They walked along the street, but Hatter really didn't care about the bar. The entire time he worried for Alice. Was she hurt. Was she okay? What was she doing? Where was she? He couldn't think of anything else but her. He knew Nivens and March were right. He did have feelings for Alice, but would never confess them in his friend's faces. They couldn't know yet. Nivens already knew, though. Nothing had made Hatter think this much, ever. He hadn't had enough tea during their tea time, and he wasn't responsive when he asked questions as they walked.

"He's totally got a crush," March said behind Nivens.

"I know," Nivens responded, straightening his blue waistcoat. He looked at his golden pocket watch, looking at the time. It always read six o'clock. It was still daylight, thus, they could access the bar without an ID.

Nivens reached the bar's entrance, finding that it also served as a restaurant. Hatter kept walking, forcing March to stop him.

"Hatter, do keep focus," Nivens said sternly.

"If he's hurt her in ANY way, why I outta...that son of a..." Hatter was at it again.

"Hatter!" Nivens yelled. His eyes came back to green.

"Thank you," he squeaked out. Nivens looked to his friends, then back to the door. He opened it, letting them pass and he followed behind. The little bell jingled, the door shut behind Nivens. Here they were, The Devil's Pit.

Author's note: Hehe, cliffhanger, kinda. I enjoy writing this one, but I would like at least two reviews to keep going. I need to know how Hatter is doing and the position of NIvens.