The final breaths that Strange had spoken activated a fail-safe. Alise, satisfied that the man who killed her family and forced her down the path of darkness was finally dead, bolted for the exit. The Jabberwocky was dealing with the Middle Eastern man called Ra's, so she was able to slip out of the top of the tower quite easily. Swiftly, she began to make her decent, grabbing ledges, pipes, and anything else that would help her get back to the elevator where, hopefully, the Hatter was still waiting for her.
When she was about half-way to the top of the elevator shaft, while holding onto a medium-sized steel pipe, a large explosion suddenly sounded from the top! It rocked the tower, causing Alise to nearly loose her grip. She ended up sliding down the pipe a little ways as if she were on a fire-pole before she managed to catch herself. Now hanging off the bottom of the pipe, she swung herself to the right, releasing the pipe once she reached the apex of her swing. This allowed her to practically leap from the pipe over to the ledge of a small platform, where she immediately grabbed it and pulled herself up to safety.
Once she took a moment to catch her breath and bearings from the near death fall, she proceeded to carefully continue her descent. After using several more pipes, ledges, bars, and platforms, Alise finally made it. When she approached Jervis, he had a look of pure concern written upon his cute, but worn face. Immediately, he enveloped her in a tight, loving embrace.
"What happened up there, Alice? I lost radio contact once you reached the top," he asked, gently holding her cheek in his hand and looking into her hazel-green eyes with his sapphire blues.
"The Jabberwocky showed up, and then this other man called Ra's Al Ghul appeared and used his own Vorpal blade to run the Red King through," Alise replied matter-of-factly. "I got the satisfaction of watching him die. He activated some sort of fail-safe, though, which is what that explosion was."
His eyes widened slightly upon hearing all of this, and Jervis said sincerely, "Well, at least the King is dead, and you are safe. Now come along, Alice. Let's get back to our tea party, shall we?"
Alise smiled adoringly at him before giving him a tender kiss upon the lips.
When she pulled away, she answered, "Yes, let's."
Now that Strange was dead, she could do whatever she pleased. Alise no longer had a "normal" life to go back to. She was perfectly fine with this, really, so long as her Hatter continued to love her and remain by her side.
"Oh, gods! Hatter! Yes! Right there! Oooo!" Alise cried out in sheer pleasure as Jervis thrust in and out of her at a steady pace.
No sooner had they gotten back to the hideout did the Hatter take her on the tea table. He couldn't help himself. He needed to make sure that she was still his and that she still wanted him after her task of killing the Red King had been completed. She did. He groaned as he pulled almost all the way out of her before slipping himself deeply back in.
Alise's breasts, which he had released from the prison of her dress, bounced as he pumped into her. Jervis reached down and enveloped those perky mounds into his hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. When she reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. This caused him to practically lay on top of her, and he captured her lips with his as he continued to move inside of her. She felt so good that he really didn't want to stop. With the moans of pleasure that were emitting from his sweet Alice's lips, she didn't want him to stop, either.
Alise's legs were spread wide, so he stood back up and used them to help thrust a little more fervently. After a few moments, he felt her muscles contract around him, and she let out a cry as she released herself. He soon followed, enveloping her in his arms as he planted his seed inside of her.
"I love you, Alise. My Alice..." he said in a rare moment of clarity, removing himself from her and holding her in his arms. He meant it, too. She is his true Alice, and could never tire of her.
A few hours later, word spread quickly around Arkham City that the Clown Prince of Crime, the Joker, was dead. Jervis' rabbits, who he'd set free in strategic places, had informed he and Alice of this news. Hatter was, admittedly, quite surprised by this turn of events, but also excited. With the Knave of Hearts out of the way, it allowed for he and Alise to move up in ranks, possibly becoming more feared than the now dead Joker and his girlfriend, Harley Quinn. As long as the Jabberwocky, his spawn, and the Queen of Hearts stayed out of their way, he felt that nothing could stop them.
Author's Note: Well, that's it, folks. Sorry that this last chapter is so short and whatnot. I kind of started to run out of steam on this fic, heh. Thank you all so much for reading, for the favorites, and the follows! I like knowing that other people appreciate my work, and am very greatful for all the wonderful comments I have gotten for this story. I plan on writing other Hatter-related fan-fics with a different OC in the future, so keep an eye out if you're interested! =D