The ghost opened his eyes.
"Huh?"
He looked around the room in confusion. He didn't know where he was or what he was doing here. Then he had a thought at where he was.
"Did I go to heaven or hell. I must've went to hell because this sure doesn't look like-"
A small cry rang out making him look around in confusion. He then looked down as he noticed for the first time a baby crib was right in front of him.
"Oh! There's a baby?! Uh what should do?"
The man thought and in a brilliant moment, with word association, he yelled. "YO! WHO'S BABY IS THIS! HE'S CRYING!"
No answer.
The man let out a sigh. "How-" he finally heard footsteps and a women appeared going straight through him making him gasp in surprise.
He studied the women who was going to the crib a little then realized who it was "Mrs. Schuyler! I mean Mrs. Hamilton!"
He honestly didn't know why he bothered saying anything, Eliza couldn't hear him.
She picked up the baby and start rocking it gently. "Sshhhh, there, there Philip. Mothers here," she soothed. "Poor thing. Did something wake you perhaps?"
The man watched from afar trying to take in and find out what was happening. The baby soon turned it head over to him. He reached out at him making a baby noise as if he wanted me to hold him but wait-
"Is he looking at me? Can he see me?" John spoke aloud because no one else could here him. He smiled and came closer to the baby. "Hey there! I'm John. John Laurens. I think I know why I am here now..."
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Guardian Angel
FanfictionJohn was killed in battle However... He didn't go to heaven like he thought he would. Instead he is watching over his best friends son
