"...M-madison.."
She said in barely a whisper.
"...No." Alex whispered.
"Go see for yourself, Alex.."
"..I-I'll call you back." Alexander said into the phone, ending the call and stuffing it in his pocket as he felt the tears start to roll down his face. He was good friends with Madison when they were in high school. But, they drifted apart a bit when they learned they couldn't agree on much, but that didn't mean they hated each other. Hamilton suddenly wished he had spoken to him more often. He felt his shoulders tremble with his sobs.
"Hey, Assexander! We need to get to the crime scene---" Thomas paused, freezing in his trek to go insult Alexander.
"What the hell? Are you crying?!" Jefferson yelped, running over to Hamilton.
"..."
"Dude, answer me! What's wrong?" Thomas said in a panic, shaking Alexander's shoulders.
"...Madison." Alexander finally choked out, glancing at Thomas blearily.
"...What about him? Isn't he working on a case with Burr?"
"He...he's dead..." Hamilton murmered, pulling himself away from Jefferson's grasp.
"Wh-what?" Thomas asked, recoiling in shock.
"He's dead, Thomas!" Hamilton repeated with a sob, wiping his eyes with the scratchy fabric of his dress jacket.
"J-Jemmy?! No. Stop lying, asshole. It's a mistake. He's so careful about everything.
"He's not dead. He's not. I'm going. They probably identified the body wrong. C'mon, Hamilton." Jefferson rambled softly, running a hand through his hair.
Hamilton didn't move, his shoulders still shaking.
A renowned energy and fierce combination of fear and anger flowed through Thomas, shoving away any hatred directed towards Alexander. Without thinking, he put his arm around Hamilton's shoulders and shephered him out the door.
Alexander followed blindly, still devestated.
Jefferson opened the passenger side door, shoved the small, shaking Caribbean immigrant onto the seat, and sprinted to the other side. He stuffed the keys into emission and started driving without bothering to put on his seatbelt.
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"No comment." Jefferson snarled at the reporters flooding the area of the crime. He had to see the body.
"Jefferson!" A female voice yelled to him from the doorway of the large building. "Come. I knew you'd want to see for yourself..."
Thomas smiled and nodded weakly at Angelica, letting her lead him into the apartment building.
'This is Madison's floor..and building.' His mind noted subconsciously when the elevator stopped on the 5th floor, where the body was found.
When the doors opened, Jefferson ran ahead, shoving through the crowd of afraid neighbors and desperate cops. This was his best friend. He was the only person he'd told when he'd realized he was bisexual.
The door of Madison's room was ajar.
"No...please...no." He said, voice trembling. He ignored the cops trying to talk to him and ran to the carrier holding a dark, unmoving body.
"Jemmy?! No, no... James?! Please no."
His eyes were closed. There were multiple stab wounds covering his abdomen. But, Jefferson wasn't looking at that. All he looked at was the almost calm face of his now deceased best friend. He lowered his head and sobbed.
He stood there for what felt like hours, until someone touched his back. He snapped his head up, ready to tell whoever it was to fuck off.
But then, he saw the tear-stained, exhausted, empathetic face of Alexander Hamilton, and he shut his mouth for once. He was grateful that there was no pity. He hated pity.
"Come on, Thomas." That was the first time Alexander had ever used his first name. He felt a shiver roll down his spine. "We have to keep looking. We need to find this...this...monster. They'll pay for killing someone on our team." Hamilton said, dark eyes searching Jefferson's.
Jefferson nodded stiffly. They would suffer greatly for hurting his Jemmy. He reluctantly pulled away from the lifeless body of his friend, and let Hamilton guide him away.
They get a drink.
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I'M SORRY.
IM CRYING TOO DONT WORRY.
Also should I make the next chapter a chapter where they both are drunk, or where Ham takes Jefferson home?
Tell me what you want yo
~River
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The World Turned Upside Down // Jamilton
Fanfiction"You mean, he's not in his office?" ~*~ George Washington, Alexander Hamilton's boss and father figure, forces him to work with his arch-nemesis Thomas Jefferson on a homicide case that can make or break Hamilton's whole career. The case? A crazed...
