King Me

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Warnings: Blood, death, for, sobbing, heartbreak, shock, don't read this, you'll die inside, trust me, just turn back now. Run. Run while you can.

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"John," Hamilton breathed.

"Hello, Alexander," John smiled.

"I thought you died," Hamilton whispered, unable to move. Jefferson was in a state of shock, Burr took a step forward but nothing more, Madison was extremely confused, Peggy ran off to keep from breaking down on live television, and Monroe had no idea what was going on.

"No, I didn't die," Laurens said.

"What do you mean? You got shot to death in the raid, they shouted, I saw your body."

Laurens shook his head, "No, Alexander. I got shot for you. I nearly died and that's when it all happened. As I lie there, bleeding to death and in unimaginable pain, well maybe you can imagine it, everything came flooding back."

"No," Hamilton whispered.

"Yeah, first I remembered dying. I remembered lying in the snow, looking at the sky and remembering that night we all were singing around the table. It was so vivid, but I remember now. You and I, we used to be so close. Then I died. But we came back and you knew. You remembered. You knew how I loved you. I still love you."

"John-"

"And you threw me out. For him," John jerked his thumb at Jefferson.

"That's not what happened."

Laurens smiled again, "You guys go strutting around like you're invincible. Like it's all some sort of game. Well..." Laurens drew a pistol and pointed it directly at Jefferson's chest, "King me." and fired.

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