The Cabinet Meeting | Thomas Jefferson x reader

chapter 15

TW:minor swearing

A few months later / astrids POV

I sat in my office, writing a letter to Thomas. We wrote to each other every week, and i needed to do mine before letters were sent out. I had only been in his office a handful of times, but that was when i really needed to sleep, or i strangely missed him. I heard a knock at the door, and i opened it to smiling down at me. I hugged him hello and let him in, before giving the key to his office back. she shook his head, and smirked.

''i have two copies, just wanted to see if you could keep it safe. keep it. if I'm away and you need to go in, do so.'' he said, as i scowled at him. he laughed at my expression, and i laughed. I sat back down and finished writing, throwing the letter at him. He picked it up and eyed it. He tried to figure out what it was, but then gave up.

''OW! whats this?'' He asked, then looked at it. It was his letter. He opened it and read it, a smile forming on his lips. He looked up, and then the door swung open. it was alex.. and he was drunk again. I rolled my eyes and he looked at me, drunkly burped. He then saw thomas, but he didnt care. That was a change.

''Astridddddd- oh hey jeffershit..- washingdad wants yo-U'' he said as he fell over. I laughed at my brother and saw eliza outside. I took him by his arm and waved to thomas, signaling ill be back in a minute. I have alexander back to eliza, and they went home. I walked into washingtons office and he sat me down.

''Im stepping down from running for president. I'll need you to draft up a speech for me, if thats okay? it'll be your last task from me'' He said, and i looked at him shocked. He nodded, before tears spilled into my eyes. No... He couldnt. not with the war of england and france! people would see him as weak, as dodging the help france needs.

''Whens the last cabinet meeting?'' I asked, looking at him. he offered me a drink and i shook my head. When thomas left i'd break into his office and take his wine and get drunk. Tasted alot better and got me drunk slower.

''Tonight. Jeffersons arguing to help the french. your brother? not so much.'' He said, sighing. and i nodded. We should in my opinion, but alex was agaisnt it, so i looked at washington.

''Where do i sit tonight? i agree with jefferson, but alex is my brother, the person that raised me.. what do i do?'' I asked, as he sighed, and stood up, opening his arms. I walked into them, and he squeezed me close, but i didnt mind. This guy had helped me and alex through the revolution, angelica schuylar to talk to jefferson, and run the country. He was my father, blood or not.

''go with your gut astrid, your heart tends to fall to love, and your mind tends to fall to illusions, so pick your gut. But if you did, you'd stay with jefferson wouldnt you?'' He asked, pulling away frpm him. I nodded and he held my hands in his.

''Ive never been able to have children, me or martha. We've grown up so alone, but with eachother. But as soon as i looked at you two in new york, begging for money, i knew you were going to join. Your brother, he had guts, he won us the revolution, and youve been my second in command for the past five years. When i leave, stay strong for eachpther, even if it means you fall out'' He said, and i started crying again, definatly a reason to get drunk with jeffershit after the meeting.

''Thank you.. youve done so much.. i could never repay you-'' I looked at him and he smiled, knowing what iwas going to ask. Alex always used to call him it when he needed some- actually. Whenever he wanted something. He nodded after laughing, and i smiled,

''Thank you washingdad'' I giggled, and hugged him goodbye, as he left the building. I walked back up to my office. Thomas was gone, so i closed the door, locked it, and started writing.Tears dropped onto the partchment. I suddenly had a flashback to france.