Hello, readers! This is my first Alice in Wonderland fanfic, so please don't kill me if it sucks, okay?

I love the pairing of Alice and the Mad Hatter, and there aren't enough of those. So, this is a continuation of the movie, except in the end, when Hatter whispered "Fairfarren, Alice" to her, there is one thing I have changed slightly. Will be mostly from Alice's POV.

Alice's POV

Watching the Mad Hatter futterwacken was one of my favorite sights in the world. He had often bragged about how good at it he was, and now I saw that he was not lying.

The dance ended, and he came over to stand behind me as we watched the White Queen walk over to the Jabberwocky's head. Pulling a tiny vial out of some pocket, she held it under one of its fangs, dripping with blood. Besides me, the Cheshire Cat vanished in a cloud of smoke.

"Blood of the Jabberwocky. You have our everlasting gratitude. For you help on our behalf," the White Queen said, handing me the vial full of the purplish liquid.

"Will this take me home?" I asked. I still felt bad about leaving Hamish standing alone in the gazebo without an answer.

"If that is what you choose," replied the White Queen. Reaching out with a smile, she gently stroked my cheek with one hand, and I felt an answering smile spread across my face. Then, she turned and walked away, standing with Tweedledee and Tweedledum, the Cheshire Cat, Bayard, and all of my other friends with one exception - the Mad Hatter.

Gently, I popped open the vial, staring curiously at the purple liquid inside.

"You could stay," the Hatter whispered from behind me, and I spun to look him in the eye. He stared straight back, sadness and some other emotion in his captivating green eyes.

"What an idea: a crazy, mad, wonderful idea." I told him, smiling fondly at the green eyes that I loved so much. Wait, what did I just say?

Leaving no time for me to be shocked at what I had just thought, I continued. Hatter began to smile hopefully, still staring into my eyes.

"But I can't. There are questions I need to answer, things I have to do." Hatter frowned unhappily. Glancing away from his eyes, boring into me, I once more opened the vial, tipping back my head and drinking it. Through the clear glass, I could see the Hatter, still staring at me sadly.

"Be back again before you know it," I murmured.

"You won't remember me," the Hatter whispered back in a mournful tone.

"Of course I will! How could I forget?" The man I love, a voice added in my head.

The Hatter didn't answer me, dropping his eyes slightly down my face, and then back up to my eyes.

"Hatter, why is a raven like a writing desk?" I asked, party to break the sad silence between us, and partly because I was honestly curious. Apparently, it was the right thing to say, for the Hatter's lips twitched upward into a smile.

"I haven't the slightest idea," he whispered, smiling slightly at me. I grinned back, and he leaned foward.

"Fairfarren, Alice," he whispered in my ear. Bending slightly more, his lips brushed my cheek, then he pulled back, staring into my eyes once more. I have no idea how long we stood there, staring into each other's eyes, but it felt like an eternity - and I enjoyed it.

Without me realizing, as captivated as I was in the Mad Hatter's eyes, I didn't notice everything around me begin to fade into a greyish mist. The Hatter remained until the end, however, something I was thankful for. His green eyes were the last to fade out - one of them swirling until it transformed into the top of the rabbit hole I had originally fallen into. Sighing, I climbed out. I missed the Hatter already.

Mad Hatter's POV

Once Alice had completely vanished from my view, I sighed, turning around slowly.

"Hatter," the White Queen murmured. I turned.

"Yes, Majesty?" I whispered, to hide my cracking, grief-stricken voice.

"Come with us to the palace. I would like to talk to you." With that, she turned away, climbing onto her steed. I turned towards the Bandersnatch, one of the few memories of Alice that would remain with me. I would never forget how strong and beautiful she looked when she came charging to our Queen, on her beast, mere moments before we departed, in the shining armor with her shield and Vorpal sword in hand.

Back at the castle, I sighed, my heart heavy in my chest. I sat down on the bed that Her Majesty had lent to me. Closing my eyes, I imagined Alice, once more, marching dutifully into battle with the Jabberwocky, her back straight, so sign of fear on her face. Again, I sighed, holding in a tear that threatened to trickle down my face.

"Hatter?" the Rabbit asked from the doorway, and I looked up. "The Queen would like to meet you on the balconey." Having delivered his message, he trotted away. I turned to a chair where I had lain my precious hat, and put my hat on my head. After all, how could I be the Mad Hatter without my hat?

The Queen looked out at her kingdom as I approached. Hearing my footfalls, she turned.

"Majesty," I acknowledged, bowing.

"Hatter," she said, smiling softly at me. We had always been close, but close as friends, not lovers, and that was how we were most comfortable.

"I wanted to talk to you about Alice."

So, what do you think? Did it suck? Was it okay? Review, please!