Its Quiet Uptown

Chapter 1

(A/N: It's been so long since I've been inspired to write about Hamilton... but I hope you will welcome me back in to the fandom! Not that I ever left, just took a break from writing Hamilton. I hope you like the story.... I was given a fantastic suggestion by Sakusei-Sha and I love the idea! I also just saw Hamilton on Broadway in NYC, so I've been itching to write Hamilton for a while! Anyways, please enjoy and know that suggestions and criticism are always welcome. Have a good day, kiddo. 💗💛💙)

Elizabeth Schuyler dying had to be one of the biggest tragedies ever. Everyone was immediately crying, especially the new baby who had unknowingly traded Eliza's life for his own. Eliza's untimely death had shocked everyone into depression and sorrow, but nobody was as affected as much as these two people.

Alexander Hamilton and Angelica Schuyler were next to Eliza when it happened. When the screaming began, and the blood started pooling, and the doctors swarmed, when the baby cried just as Eliza took her final breath, her hand turning limp after 5 hours of crushing Angelica's in her own.

She died almost gracefully, almost poetically. It was unfair. How come such a good person had to leave so tragically? She will never meet her son, she will never see the great things he does with his life. She will never get to know how much she meant to everybody, because the only way you can truly miss somebody is if you experience a world without them.

The night it happened, everyone was in pure shock. The look on Angelica's face when Eliza turned pale and stopped screaming, when her eyes fluttered shut, was so horrifying that words couldn't describe it. The doctors were focused on keeping the baby alive, so much that they barely caught the droning beep of the heart monitor as it slowly stopped making sound.

The shouts that Alexander produced, realizing that the love of his life was dead, was almost like a slow-motion movie scene. He yelled, and tried so hard to wake up Eliza, but it was no use. She was gone. And there was nothing anybody could do about it.

Peggy Schuyler was also affected by this. But not in the way you would imagine. Peggy grieved, and she was in denial. Her sister, the one person in the world who acknowledged her existence, was gone. It was like Peggy disappeared alongside Eliza.

Everyone reacted differently. Angelica shut down everything. She locked herself in her house, crying, and cursing, and throwing up, and refusing to do anything, because the light of her life was out of the picture. Angelica had nightmares about it, resulting in no sleep, and so many tears that you would expect a flood by now.

Alexander, the father, husband, and best friend was focused on his new born, named Phillip, after Phillip Schuyler, Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy's father. He was devoted on being the perfect parent, now that Eliza was not here to simply be the angel she was, he had to do this alone. It was unfair. It was selfish, but half the reason he missed Eliza so much we because he couldn't do it all on his own. He didn't realize how much he needed her in his life until she suddenly wasn't there.

She had promised to be there. And now she wasn't. She wasn't there when Alexander had to take a break from work to tend to his baby. She wasn't there when he had to rock him to sleep at unholy hours in the morning when Phillip simply would not stop crying. She wasn't there to hold Alexander and tell him it would all be okay, she wasn't there.

Of course, Alexander had his best friends to help him through this difficult time, but even thought John Lauren's babysat, and Hercules got groceries, and Lafayette helped him with money, nothing would be good in life until Eliza was there.

"What now?" Alexander asked himself, sitting on the couch at 3:02 AM, holding a bottle in Phillip's mouth, rocking the new baby gently. "What now, Phillip? Mama is gone, and Pa doesn't know what else to do. I just know I love you." He kissed the baby's forehead, reviving a small giggle from the infant, which resulted in Alexander's first small smile in weeks.

What now? The question hung in the air. Now, they wait and see. Wait and see how life will be raising a baby, wait and see how life will be alone. Wait and see how everything will change. Wait for it.

(A/N: Wow, I'm a dramatic b!tch. Sorry for that. Things will get lighter and better, but I'm kinda proud of this chapter. Hopefully I made the person who suggested this proud, because they were so nice to me and I want to repay them for their kindness and great idea.)