XIX. Revolution in the South and Traitors in the North
I'm just like my country; I'm young, scrappy and hungry
-My Shot, Hamilton
NY- January 26, 1780*
Connie bounds over to Benedict Arnold happily. "I just heard the news! See, I knew you'd never do something so awful as betraying us!"
She smiles at him, and he offers her a restrained smile in return.
"How's Peggy?"
Peggy was Benedict's wife- he'd met her in Philadelphia after the Brits left, and Connie liked her, even though she was a little loyalist. "Peggy's good."
Connie beams. "The baby's due in March, right?"
Benedict nods.
"...I get to hold him, right?"
Benedict laughs. "Yes, Constance, you get to hold the baby."
Connie smile grows. She had only held one of the babies- that was Henry, way back in 1772. She hadn't been around when little Ben and Richard were born.
She was excited- after all, it isn't every day that a founding father gets a new baby.
GA- March 29, 1780*
At first, Daniel can pretend the burning is something else.
That the British aren't trying to take Charleston.
It doesn't work.
NY- Early April,1780
One day, Philip Schuyler approaches Benedict with an offer of command at West Point.
And Connie encourages him to accept.
GA- May 12, 1780*
Daniel screams when Charleston is surrendered, and Scarlett can feel the white-hot rage in her blood and the thrumming of her heart saying Protect Protect Protect.
The war isn't looking so good now, and it's all their fault- the Northerners had fought this war longer than they had, and hadn't Brooke given Saratoga everything she had? Hadn't Will fought his way through his upbringing so he could fight? Hadn't Sam been the first to put on that blue uniform? Hadn't Connie fought tooth and nail in the name of Liberty?
Their northerner siblings had entrusted them with the protection of their own goddamned land, and they'd barely won anything. They'd lost Savannah and Charleston both.
Not only that, but they lost practically all of the Southern Continentals- over 3000 captured at Charleston.
"We have to be better." Scarlett whispers to David.
SC- May 29, 1780*
Ginny and Wes both come down, knowing most of the fighting is in the Carolinas.
David is busy with his own patriots that day, and Daniel is still feeling the loss of Charleston too acutely to fight. Ginny sticks around to help Alfred. Scarlett heads off to see if she can get ahold of a comprehensive list of the losses when Charleston was surrendered.
Wes goes off alone that day, off to find the Virginian Colonel Buford and check on his and Ginny's continentals.
And so Wes is alone at the Battle of Waxhaws.
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Ginny screams.
She screams like someone has ripped something away from her.
It's a horrible, terrible, awful sound.
And Alfred knows Wesley has lost his first life, even before he feels the pain.
SC- May 30, 1780
When Wes wakes up, his sister is holding him.
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The States
FanfictionThe stories of the United States throughout history. -This is a collection of stories to go along with my other fanfic. -It is not chronological. It isn't really in any order at all. -Can be read in pretty much any order, stories with multiple part...
