Give me a chance -Jamilton-

It started with a Headache

Alex rolled off his bed the slight pounding in his head went ignored, he normally had a headache. Thomas groaned as the lights when flipped on, he looked over at the alarm clock 5:11. Alexander shuffled around the door, he didn't make a sound except for when he opened doors or ran water. Thomas looked at the ceiling, then got out of bed. Making his way over to the bathroom.

Alex made coffee, leaving the Keurig on for Jefferson. He pushed his hair out of his face, the dark strands falling in his face. Jefferson came into the kitchen, hair still a little wet. "Who gets up at this hour?" He grumbled, as he made his coffee. "I do." Alex said sounding stranded and tired he went to sleep at 2 am. Thomas glared at Alexander, then shook his head. "I can't go back to sleep so thanks." Alex tried for a smirk, it made it halfway across his face before it dropped as his phone went off. He turned around confused, then shook his head. He saw a smirk on the older mans face, Alex gave him a pale, worried look. "That's the ring tone I have set for Gilly and they will brake down that door if I don't answer." Alex said in a frantic "oh shit" tone, pointing at the top of the cabinet. Thomas paled, and grabbed the phone off the cabinet. No one wants to deal with a angry mother hen Lafayette and their Hercules. Handing it to him, Alex answered it.

"Yes Gilly I am fine no, you do not need to tell Pa- George. That I- No Lafayette.... no I don't need to be mothered." Alex had slipped off to the hall away from Jefferson, and Marquis was being a mother hen all of a sudden. "LAFAYETTE ¡ES SOLO UNA DOLOR DE CABEZA!" Alex yelled his eyes went unfocused as the loudness of the yell, his headache wasn't much of a dull throb anymore.

Thomas had jumped from where he was making proper breakfast, at the Spanish yelling. Almost burning his hand in the process. Alexander walked into the small kitchen with a scowl on his face. He had classes in an hour, so he was already ready. Thomas looked at him confusedness written all over his face. "Why did you start yelling in Spanish all of a sudden." Thomas questioned, causing Alex to glare at him. "Lafayette thinks I need more then one mother." He snapped, his violet blue eyes narrowing.

Thomas watched Alexander leave, then went to change. He had classes soon but he liked to meet up with James Madison before they started.

Leaving the dorm building Jefferson didn't think about the small bottle of Advil Hamilton had in his hand or the way he had a pained upset look in his eyes when he got off the phone with Gilbert.

And Hamiltons only regret was that he didn't check the weather.

A/N that was a filler Chapter... and it was throw together horribly. Well JUST TO LET YOU KNOW THE NEXT CHAPTER HAS BEEN PRE-WRITTEN AND HAS BEEN EDITED... sorta. I also spent some time on it so it shouldn't be too shitty.