Falling Through Time: Basking in Firelight: Book 2

Home Calls the Heart

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Warnings: Rash decision making and ostentatious personalities that are known by the name Jefferson and Hamilton. 

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The rain had finally let up in the middle of the night, and seeing as Jefferson and Hamilton were both already awake from their dreams, they packed and set out immediately. They had lost enough time as it was, they couldn't afford to lose anymore. They doubled back to the command post they had blown up a couple nights before. There was lots of activity. The remains of the Governmentals were burying the dead and ransacking the rebel headquarters for any information. They wouldn't find any, the rebels were absurdly good at taking any and all valuable information with them or destroying it.

It looked like the force was mostly just recovering from the extreme amount of losses with hardly any payoff, they could thank Hamilton and the squad for that. So Hamilton and Jefferson left and followed the trail of the rebel army. Easy to track. That was a problem. It wouldn't be long before the governmental army was on the move again and tracking the rebel position. As soon as they caught up to the main column, Hamilton would be sure to tell Washington to split of the troop into the state regiments and then into counties and march separately to wherever they were going so they would be harder to track. Hamilton glanced down at the tank tracks, maybe there was no point. They would just have to build an unbreakable defense or at least a good enough one that the government wouldn't risk the casualties.

Now that he was thinking about it, why didn't they just bomb them? Wipe them all out in one go? How would they defend against that? They didn't have any AA guns to defend against aircraft.

"Hey Jefferson," Hamilton said suddenly, "I think I have something else in mind for our next target."

"Oh? And what is it you want us to steal next then?"

"You know those experimental labs the government has set up down in Georgia?"

"Yeah."

"I wanna steal a force field."

"You've got yourself a partner, darlin'. No way am I leaving that place without a couple of extra toys myself."

"Sounds good then?"

"I've always wanted to go there. Can we just steal everything in there and run for it?"

"Want to make it our new headquarters?"

Jefferson thought for a moment, "Top notch security, countless destructive weapons, stealing a governmental facility to make our new base? Sounds like a grand plan. One problem though, how we even to get inside?"

"Some insane plan that will never work, I'm sure."

"Well, I'm all for it."

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When Jefferson and Hamilton walked into camp, several things happened all at once. First was shouting, the next they were in the middle of all their friends as they were being hugged to death because apparently everyone was starting to think something terrible happened to them. And then to their astonishment, the entire rebel army was there, lifting them into the air and cheering about how they saved the revolution in one night.

When Jefferson's and Hamilton's feet finally touched the ground again, they finally resumed their business. Hamilton headed straight for General's Washington's tent and Jefferson went to find some real food for them both since Hamilton always forgot to eat. By the time Jefferson made it to Washington's tent, Hamilton burst out the door in a rage, almost knocking the two bowls from Jefferson's hands, he brushed by him and kept walking, going back to his own tent. Jefferson stared after him, then at Washington's tent, then at the bowls in his hands.