Hamilton ~ Washington Raises Alex, John, and Lafayette AU

How Did We Get Here? ~ Alex's Story, Part 2

It is now the next morning :)

James wakes up, his son cuddling into him. He immediately pushes Alex off of him and sits up to stretch.

"My flight leaves soon, I need to leave now." James thinks, running down to the receptionist's desk with Alex.

"I need to check out." He says to the receptionist, giving her his room key.

"Okay, what's the room number?" She replies.

"320." James says.

"Okay...and you're all set, have a lovely rest of your day."

"Mhm." James replies, running outside with Alexander clinging onto him.

"Jeez, why is this kid so clingy?" He says as he gets into the car and drives to the airport.

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A/N: I have never been on a plane before so I apologize if I get something wrong!

He goes into the airport with Alex and walks up to the check-in counter. The lady gives him a boarding pass.

"No luggage?" She asks.

"Nope, just me and my kid." James replies. The lady gives him a judgy look as he runs off to security.

He goes through security, going to find his gate afterwards and waits for boarding to start. His number was pretty high...but he has a two year old with him so he probably will be able to board first. First class boarded the plane first, damn. The business class went next. Wait, there's people with infants boarding! James gets to the entrance and gets his pass checked.

"Yes, I'm finally on the plane! New York here I come." James thinks. The plane starts to go in the air as he sets Alex next to him and goes to sleep once again.

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James suddenly wakes up, feeling the plane land. He sees Alexander is sleeping next to him. He picks him up and gets up from his seat, going over to the crowd of people leaving the plane.

"Welcome to New York." The flight attendant says as he gets off.

"Yeah, thanks." James replies. He walks out into the huge city, looking at all the tall buildings. Alexander mimics him, then puts his head in the crook of James' neck.

"Oh yeah, time to get rid of this kid." James says. He walks around until he finds a little alleyway.

"Alright kid, it's time you go out on your own." James says. He sees a little bed in the alleyway and sets Alex on it.

"Sorry kid, but it's going to be hard to rise up in this city with a two year old. Goodbye, Alexander Hamilton, you son of a whore." James says, walking away and laughing. Alex watches him go and starts to cry, rolling around on the bed.

A/N: Ladies and gentlemen, it's the moment you've all been waiting for. Finally, Washington finds Alex! Enjoy lovelies<3

Washington's POV

Ah, another morning in New York City. I decide to walk to my office job today instead of drive as it's a nice day. As I'm walking I hear some strange noises coming from an alleyway. I think nothing of it since it's New York but then I hear...is that a baby crying? I decide to investigate further, walking down the alleyway, using my phone for a light source. I gasp as I see a small baby, no older than 2, crying its heart out. How could someone just leave a baby like this in an alleyway of a huge city! I walk over and pick the baby up, rocking it back and forth in my arms.

"Shhh, it's okay, little one." I whisper quietly to the baby. The baby starts to calm down and go to sleep.

"I wonder if one of the parents wrote its name on its clothes somewhere." I think, looking on the tag on the baby's shirt in the back.

"Alexander Hamilton." I read aloud. That's a nice name.

"Well, Alexander, I guess I'm taking you under my wing, son." I say to the small boy. He clings to my shirt as I walk home with him, thinking of all the things I need to buy...

End of Alexander's story

Alex: ...So yeah. That's basically what happened. After that my dad probably bought all the stuff you need for a baby, but that's boring.

John: ...Dude, that was a really dark story.

Alex: I know...As much I love our dad to death, sometimes I wish I could have my mom too.

Laf: We all do, Alex. *Laf and John both hug Alex*

Alex: Thanks guys :) Okay enough with the sappy stuff! Time for one of my other brothers to take over.

John: Welllll naturally, since I'm the oldest, I should go next.

Alex: You know what John-

Laf: It's okay Alex, he can go.

John: Aw wait now I feel bad! You can go Lafayette.

Laf: Oh, thanks man. *John gives Laf the mic* Salut! Je m'apelle Marie Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette. Orrrr just Lafayette/Laf.

John: Do you have to make that joke every time you introduce yourself?

Laf: Yes, yes I do. Anyways, Dad adopted me next after Alex. I'm 9 months younger than Alex, so I was about a year and three months old. Here's what happened...