I finished the book I had been writing with Vienna and Angie and stood up. It felt good to think I had finished something so big. Vienna wrote 51 chapters. Angie wrote 5, and I wrote the other 51. So all in all 107 chapters of colors. Yeah....... John walked in and smiled. In his arms was little Philip. We had just adopted him a year ago, after all the hospital bills had finally been paid. John's hair was up because Philip had this thing where he would tug on our hair, or chew on it. He was dressed in a little suit, and John was also dressed in a suit.
"Alexander?" He said quietly. He knelt down and handed me Philip. "I have known you for 2 years to the day, been through hell with you, loved you, and hopefully you feel the same. Alexander Hamilton, what to say to you, some time last year I realized something. When you came into my life, I changed for the better and you make me smile. I'm dedicating every day to you, domestic life it seems like my style. Boy you got me helpless, look into your eyes and the skies the limit I'm helpless, I am so into you. So raise a glass to the three of us, to the happy family we've made of us. Look around, isn't THIS enough, Hamilton, Alexander Hamilton, will you marry me?"
I started crying as I saw that Philip was holding a ring in his little hand. I nodded, unable to speak, breathless, happy.
"Yes."
Since I nearly died after the last chapter, I wrote an alternate ending. You happy?
And I wrote this in class.
-Emma
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The Waiting Game (Lams)
FanfictionNo matter what he does, John is always in the wrong place at the wrong time. It's how he met Lafayette, Burr and Hercules after all. But it's also how he wound up in a jail cell for a night with a complete stranger who had been in the wrong place at...
