Falling Through Time: Basking in Firelight: Book 2

Within These Walls

----

Warnings: Same as before. Battle, war, violence, killing, insults, the works.

----

Jefferson was watching through a wall as a moment captured out of an action movie took place. Hamilton fell from the roof, out of a hatch, and into a room brimming full of Goveys. He popped off five rounds before he even hit the floor, stock pressed firmly to his shoulder. He rolled and came up kneeling, shooting off several more rounds as the shocked soldiers turned to see what was going on.

The best thing about storming a Manor in the most inconvenient and unexpected way possible is that everyone is constantly surprised. Even more so when you drop out of the fucking ceiling. Hamilton dropped a mag and reloaded in one swift motion, rolling across the floor and taking shots at those reaching for their guns. He repositioned his grip, wielding his rifle one-handedly and pulling out his pistol with the other and taking potshots. Jefferson swore that when Hamilton survived that hurricane, he stole the heart of the storm and became a hurricane himself.

Soon enough, every Govey was on the floor. Jefferson wanted more than anything to emerge from the wall and kiss Hamilton, but alas, there was no door for him to do so, so with a sigh, he moved on, leaving Hamilton on his own to figure out how to get back into the vent he dropped out of the ceiling from.

"Come on, Laurens, let's-Laurens?" Jefferson looked every which way for the short, freckly, soldier but he was nowhere to be seen. "Ah shit." He'd be fine, right?

Right?

***

Hamilton didn't know how he managed it, but he did, he was back in the walls and moving along. The passageway got darker and darker to where even he could hardly see.

Laurens never said whether the Goveys got in through the passageways or if they straight up stormed the Manor with a massive force. From the looks of it, either way was entirely possible. The passage widened enough for Hamilton to be able to pick up his pace. If they got in through the passageways, wouldn't that mean they could be in the walls too?

Oof

Hamilton ran right into another body, his hands went immediately for his pistol but he didn't have lightning speed like Jefferson did. "Don't move or I'll blow your head off," the person growled.

Oh shit.

***

Jefferson's next room held an interesting scene. Angelica beating the shit out of three Govey soldiers as they tried to drag her away. Jefferson popped out of the wall and, thinking courteously and not using a gun, he drew his sword and dropped two, Angelica finished off the last.

"I had it handled," Angelica panted.

"I know, I just couldn't stand letting you have all the fun," Jefferson replied easily, cleaning his blade.

"What're you doing here anyway?" she asked, knowing he hadn't been here when everything went to shit.

"Heard the Manor was under siege and I had to make sure no one put bullet holes in my ceiling. Again."

"Fair enough." Angelica stripped the soldiers of their weapons and secured them to her own body, checking the ammunition in the pistol.

"Where are the others?"

"No idea. I wasn't around any of them when the Goveys started pouring out of the walls."

"Shit."

"What?"

"The passageways are compromised. Anyone could be inside them. Alexander..."

"Focus Jefferson. Adams can't defend himself worth shit, he didn't fight in the war."

"No but he yells loud enough for people to flee the room," Jefferson grinned.

"So Hamilton's is here with you, anyone else?"

"Laurens, but I don't know where either of them are."

Angelica nodded. "Alright, get me inside a wall and I'll continue along on my own. It's best if we stay split up."

"Are you sure? Two is fine."

"Nah, you'll only cramp my style."

"Ouch." Jefferson opened a new passageway for Angelica as per her request.

"See ya later, Jeffershit," she grinned as she disappeared into the wall.

"Jeffershit? Really?" he mumbled as he returned to his own passageway. That made four of them running through the Manor like ghosts.

He couldn't help but wonder how Hamilton was doing.

----