This is about a week after the ball
I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing
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Burr POV
I was walking to Washington's tent to ask what his plans were for our next attack. When I heard talking inside the tent.
"Hamilton, stop that." George ordered trying to sound serious; he was laughing. What could that bastard be doing that could make the General, who I've barely seen smile, crack up?
"You know I hate it when you call me that Georgie." I heard a woman say. Was the bastard married and cheating on his wife with Eliza?
"And you know I hate it when you call me that." He replied, laughing more now.
It was at this time I decided to make myself known.
"Excuse me si-" I stopped dead in my tracks seeing The General on his back on the ground, a woman with a striking resemblance to Alexander on her knees, his head resting on her lap.
"Um, hello Burr." George said scrambling to his feet.
"Who is this?" I asked.
"This has a name ya know. I think you have a guess too." She said pointing at me
"How did you-"
"I used to be a spy, I know when people are outside the tent I'm in. Now guess." she demanded.
"Alex's wife."
"Eww, gross. That connard's wife? Hell no. Ashley Hamilton at your service. Sister of Alexander Hamilton, and since you already know all that why not know this? The British know me as The Asher. If you tell him that I'm here your death will be soon and painful." She smirked.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait. Alexander is related to The Asher? The legendary spy that leaves nothing but ashes in her wake?"
"Yes. Now close your mouth, you'll catch flies."
"Why not tell him?"
"He'd worry about me, making him distracted, causing me to worry about him, making me distracted. The cycle continues."
"I would've never guessed you were related. You get to the point, he, well, he doesn't."
"Just try disagreeing with something she believes in. She can talk for hours on end. Just non-stop really." Washington chimed in.
"Oh shut up." She said slapping his arm and blushing.
"So this is who beat me in the running?" I asked him
"Yes."
"Good choice." I said
"Why are you here again?" Ashley asked
"I came to talk about your strategy for the attack on the nearby troops." I told him
"Ah yes. Ash, get back to your paperwork." George told her
"Only if you fill me in on every little detail."
"Of course."
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Sparks And Ashes (Washington x OC)
FanfictionAshley Hamilton was the older sister of Alexander Hamilton. She was a spy for America . Her specialty was arson. The British called her 'Asher' because by the time she was gone, so was their camp. All that would be left was a pile of ashes. Sparks...
