Disclaimer: Alice in Wonderland belongs to Mr. Carrol and I suppose Disney too.

A/N: Not sure how to spell Alice's last name. I've seen it spelled two different ways.


Alice Kingsley leaned against the wooden railing of the ship. It had been two years since she had returned to Underland and a year and six months since she had left her homeland of England to sail to China. Alice stared out into the water and thought about all the friends that she had left behind in Underland: the White Queen Mirana of Marmoreal, the White Rabbit, the March Hare, Mallymkin, Tarrant Hightopp…the Hatter. Alice had continuous nightmares at night about Hatter. They were the same every night. He would appear before her when she is trapped in darkness. Then, he'll ask her the same questions.

"Alice, why is a raven like a writing desk?"

"Alice, have you gotten your questions answered yet?"

"Alice, when are you coming back?"

"Alice…you haven't forgotten about me—have you?"

She had expected the first question, but never the last one. She hadn't forgotten about any of them, especially not Hatter. She wanted to go back, but she had promised herself that she wouldn't go back until she could answer his most famous question, the one she had heard so many times. "Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Alice had even gone as far as asking English speaking Chinese in China that question. This always had rather rude results. They thought that she was crazy.

Alice was glad that she was returning home to London. Her mother, sister, and brother-in-law were going to meet her at the Ascot home where they were visiting for the weekend. A carriage was waiting for her when her ship arrived at the harbor. It took her to the Ascot home. Lowell and her mother were waiting for her when she arrived. Alice felt her nose wrinkle in disgust. How she hated her brother-in-law. She knew that he was still cheating on her sister.

"He'd better watch himself." Alice muttered to herself with malice. "If I catch him one more time, I'm going straight to Margaret and tell her. She deserves better."

"Alice, darling!" Alice's mother rushed to her and pulled her into a big hug. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too, mother." Alice replied. It had been so long since she had felt her mother's warmth against her.

"Welcome home, dear Alice," Lowell said with an icy smile. Alice fought to keep a smile on her face.

"Hello, Lowell," she replied with forced pleasantry. "How are Margaret and Baby Lisey?"

"Fantastic," he said uninterestedly.

The three made their way toward the house. Lord and Lady Ascot were sitting in the garden looking at the (newly planted) red roses. Hamish and some of his old school friends were playing croquet in the yard. Margaret was sitting at the gazebo with her baby with the new nanny, Matilda, standing nearby watching them. Matilda was a very beautiful woman. She was very thin, especially since she was wearing a corset and had very round hips and a very large bosom. She had dark brown hair pinned into a very tight bun on the back of her head and very dark cold brown eyes.

"Ah, Alice," Lord Ascot rose. "How was China?"

"Simply marvelous," Alice gushed, "we've made a good decision by setting up a branch of our company there. The culture is so much richer than we believed! We're going to be making so much more money trading with them!"

Alice and her family sat down with the Ascots for tea and for the next few hours, Alice enjoyed herself. It was a pity that it wasn't meant to last. Several hours later when the sunk sank, Alice and Margaret took Baby Lisey for a walk in the garden. It was rather cool in and fog was beginning to settle. Margaret seemed unsettled that evening, but didn't say a word.

"I never spend enough time with Lisey any longer," she sighed.

"Why don't you fire Matilda?" Alice asked.

"Don't be ridiculous, Alice," Margaret said. "Fire the nanny? What a silly notion. All the proper upper class ladies have nannies for their children. Without Matilda, I'd have to watch Lisey all the time. Just wait until you get married and have babies. You'll have a nanny."

"I won't." Alice argued. "I won't dare let another woman raise m children!"

Margaret smiled and shook her head. "Honestly, I don't know what will come out of your mouth next. Are you going to leave tonight?"

"I have to. I have to get ready to work in the morning. I'll see you in the afternoon though." Alice then promised.

The sisters parted and Alice walked back to the house to get the suitcase that she hadn't sent home with the rest of her luggage. Her carriage would be there soon to get her. However, instead of waiting in the front, she ventured back to the garden and began walking to a familiar place. She wanted to see the rabbit hole, just once before leaving. The closer she got, she felt like she heard Tarrant calling her name…wait, it wasn't Tarrant and it wasn't her name.

"What if your wife catches us?"

"Don't worry about Margaret." Lowell assured her.

Alice couldn't believe what she saw. She knew that Lowell had joined Hamish and Matilda for a late game of croquet while she and her sister went walking with Baby Lisey. Alice watched in horror as Lowell pushed Matilda down on a large rock and tried to undo her dress. Matilda's hair was loose and spread out on the rock.

"Lowell Manchester!" Alice screamed. "How dare you! How dare you cheat on my sister again! I'm telling her right now!"

"Don't you dare, Alice!" Lowell shouted. But it was too late.

Alice dropped her suitcase and took off running. Bushes snagged her dress and ripped it, but she didn't stop. She heard Lowell run after her yelling her name. Alice might have gotten away if it she hadn't of stumbled on a tree root. She didn't fall and tried to start running. Then, she felt something strike her head and she fell unconscious on the ground.

Lowell couldn't believe what he had done. He picked up Alice's limp upper body and shook her as harshly as he could. Matilda appeared behind him with a horrified pale face. Lowell shook Alice even harder.

"Mr. Manchester?" Matilda asked quietly.

"She's dead." Lowell whispered in wonder. "I killed my wife's sister."

"Oh God!" Matilda cried.

"Shut up, you stupid woman!" Lowell growled. "Come on!"

Lowell scooped Alice's body up and carried it back to where she had caught them. He tried to think about what to do with the body. He couldn't get caught. How on earth would he explain it to his wife? That's when he saw the rabbit hole. He waved Matilda over. She came obediently. What other choice did she have? She was just as responisible for Alice's death as Lowell himself was. He told her to grab Alice's suitcase and throw it down the rabbit hole. Matilda didn't understand, but that didn't stop her. The man was surprised at how deep the hole was, but he didn't linger on that fact. He roughly held Alice upside down over the hole and dropped her in. Then, he rolled the rock over the hole. It went down only a little bit and then got wedged. No one was going to find the body. Meanwhile, the carriage came and waited for Alice, when she didn't come out it just left thinking that she must have decided to stay the night after all. Her mother and sister thought that she had already left. Lowell fired Matilda the next morning when she threatened to go to his wife and tell her that he had killed her sister…

A/N: Don't worry, Alice isn't really dead.