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That Would Be Enough, Alexander

I waited and waited, hoping that either Alexander or a letter from the General would come home soon. After a day I received a letter from Washington and it had the world's I truly didn't want to be heard or see.

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Dear Mrs. Hamilton,

I truly hate to inform you this, but I am not able to send Alexander home right now. The War is not to well, and losing one of my best men right now would bring my troops down and the Revaluation would be over. But I do wish you the best of luck with your pregnancy and hope that you will feel well soon.

I am truly sorry that I can't send him home, but your husband is a great man and an excellent fighter. And if I were to lose him, Britain would most likely win with all their fighters. I love Alexander like a son and will do what ever I can to protect him so he will come home safe when the war is over. I'm sorry.

With much regret,
General Washington
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I just couldn't believe that he could think for just a minute that he needed him more than me. His sick wife with a deadly virus and carrying his unborn child. But the more that I thought about it, I realized that he probably got hundreds of letters from wife's asking to send their husbands home.

I decided that I could accept the letter and wait until Alexander got home, and in the mean time I could go see Peggy and Lafayette or Angelica and John before they move soon. My stomach was growing and it soon was a lot harder to wear a corset, so I didn't wear one. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but I soon got used to it and it didn't bother me as much. I wanted to get up, but my body wouldn't allow me to move at all.

So I reached over to my table side, and grabbed a piece of paper and a quill n' ink and started a letter to send to them. I sent the letter the next hour and just waited to see if one would come or not. But I fell asleep, due to the fact that I was up all night worrying about Alexander. I awoke to the sound of the front door opening and feet running around the house. I sat up but laid back down for my head got dizzy.

I waited to see what would happen when the nose stopped. I just closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep when the door swung opened, causing me to sit straight up on the bed. When I looked at the door, there stood Angelica and Peggy staring at me as if I was a corpse. They ran over to me and were showering me with hugs and blabbering like crazy.

After they got off of me, finally, they asked if I was ok. I responded I'm fine but they didn't believe me, so I had to show them by getting up which was a little hard, walking, and eating. But I threw it up after only eating a few bits. They asked what was really wrong, so we all went back to my bed room and I started explaining what is happening.

"Well, I wasn't feeling really good so I called a doctor and he said that I had the flu," they gasped and put their hands on mine, "and I'm also pregnant." There faces had fear all over it I thought they would be disappointed, but soon concern was written all over their faces

"Are you ok? Is this baby ok? Where is Alexander he should be right by your side." Said Angelica looking around the room for something I suppose. I try to get up and tell her, but she just lightly pushes me back down on the bed.

"No! Do not get up, you need your rest. Now, where is Alexander?" I sit up and grab her and Peggy's hands and started explaining. I tell them about how a few weeks after the wedding, General Washington sent a letter to me and Alexander about how he is to fight again due to the revaluation, and about me feeling weaker and weaker by the days, everything.

There faces turn into fear and sorrow as I tell them everything, after I finish they grab me and hold on to me, tight. They say they're sorry for me that I haved to live throw this stuff. After awhile, we talk about happy stuff like is the baby going to be a girl or boy. I already knew the answer, but before I can say what. Angelica and Peggy start fighting over who's name gets to be the new baby's name.