They run. They run from the guard as fast as they can, and though Alice feels sick the entire time, nothing else happens. No, their futures are still there.

She's dizzy with visions of the future--their future--secure in her head, and as soon as they get far enough away, she wrenches herself away from her husband, dry heaving with tearless sobs.

They did it. They did it.

"We need--" she can't communicate the words to tell them that there's a door to Milliways in the back of an alley. That they can go home. She trusts that Edward will communicate this to Jasper.

For now, she's just going to slump against a wall.