Valley Forge (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)

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     6 days later and Alexander and I are still staying with Amelia and Phillip. General Washington had written to Alexander and I...
Dearest, Alaska and Alexander
     I have received Hamilton's letter stating that he has found the lovely Alaska in South Carolina. I am splendid to hear you both are thriving together as I must advise you to wait until around six days to come back to camp. We have packed our tents and we have a battle plan planned in South Carolina. It shall take us a six day walk down towards battle camp. Hamilton I will not have you in this battle as we have plans to discuss. Alaska you will be put in battle and to care for the sick and injured.
-General Washington
     I was over the moon excited to be back in war caring for our brave men. Today was February 3rd, 1779 and Washington and his men were to open fire on the British retreat to upstate. Being back on the battle field at the medic tent was lonesome as none of my friends were here with me. I'm grateful that Lafayette, John, and Alexander are not in the fight but I stand in the medic tent alone waiting for a solider to come in injured. I can hear the fire of guns and all I can think of was my goodbyes to Phillip and Amelia.
     Alexander and I became rather close with the mother and son and I longed for them. Phillip hadn't understood where we were going but I had tear brimming my eyes and so did Amelia. I hugged them both and promised to write and visit them once we win the war.
    My thoughts are broken when I start to hear men coming into the medic tent. I count eighteen wounded and about two dead so far but the battle was far from over. I raced from cot to cot trying to help which ever way I can.
     The battle ended with our men screaming victory. I smile as I look out of the white tent and onto the battle field where I see red soldiers lay about forty I guess dead or limping away in retreat while we only have twenty-two injured and eight killed. I see General William Gardner holding seven to twelve British men. We have captured them with a singing victory.
    
     I meet up with Alexander and General Washington in a tent as they thoroughly discuss battle plans. I let out a small cough "Alexander." He turned towards me and smiles. He holds me tight against him and he kisses the top of my head.
     "How was the battle?" He asks softly as he plays with my hair.
     "Amazing I was longing to be back at battle! I'm sure you heard for the victory but I just can't get over the feeling of winning! Gives me more and more hope every step of the way," I ramble passionately.
     "I know the feeling," He quietly tells me. He pulls back from our embrace to admire me.
     "You are beautiful Alaska, even with blood stains on your dress and in your blonde hair you are beautiful," He tells me with his violet-blue eyes studying me. I smile at him when Washington coughs "Alexander!" We both look over at him as he just hovers over the plans.
     "Yes sir!" He says as he stands tall towards him.
     "I need to talk to Alaska alone," He says. His words shock me.
     "Of course Sir," Alexander says as he makes his way out of the tent. Now it is just Washington and I alone in his tent.
     "Alaska there is something I need to confess to you," He starts as he makes his way over to his dresser. Carefully, he slides the door open and takes out a letter from inside it was folded nicely and preserved although it looked rather old. He walks up to me and hands me the letter carefully taking a deep breath. His actions scare me as this seems to be a rather serious and sensitive topic to him. I open the letter...
My once love, George Washington,
     I regret to inform you of this as I have not returned any of your thousands of writings in the past seventeen years but I have attracted a horrible illness and everyday I'm slipping more and more away. I can not bear the fact of leaving this Earth without confessing my wrong doings and mistakes. I loved you George still after I left you in the colonies and still to this day. Leaving to go to France with my now ex husband, James was my biggest mistake. I couldn't break the oath I had with James at the time, so yes I did leave you on the docks that night so long ago in the rain but I have regretted. A month or two after I got to France I had found out, I was carrying child. Not only a child but your child not my husbands. I regret stealing her from you as she is now sixteen. She has your eyes, your piercing green eyes, your stubbornness, and best of all your passion. She is my pride and joy and I wish I had not claimed that she was James's as I knew and he knew it was not. Anyway, I am to be taken from this Earth but my daughter, our daughter will be left alone as James's has left us in the cold. She is a dancer like myself but also a medic as she has been taking care of me. Sadly, I must say I will leave her to you.
-Beth, Elizabeth Eden      
     I reread the letter over and over again. Becoming more and more confused each time I read it. Washington's face was pure horror as he waited for my response but I had nothing to say. My mother Elizabeth Eden said everything I could or ask. I feel broken and lost like my life was all one lie and I can just feel my tears stream down my face. I let out a sob but quickly I put my hand over my mouth to contain it. I look up to George his face was complete sorrow and his eyes, his piercing green eyes, just like mine had tears in them. He was torn on to comfort me or not but how could he even start to comfort me. My knee start to feel weak and drop to my knees being overly dramatic but that's how my mom was she was a thespian and a dancer. I grew up with over dramatic moments and I have taken them with me.
     "Alaska....I thought you deserved to know," He says quietly. I let out another sob as I try to answer him. He kneels down to me and rubs my back.
     "Shh, It's okay," He tells me.
     "Why-didn't y-ou...tell me sooner," I choked out.
     "I didn't know how, but after the British and then you disappearing I had to have you know,"
     "I guess," I quietly say.
     "You know you can't tell anyone! If this gets out you will be a target," He warns me.
     "I know but can I tell one person," I ask.
     "Who?" He asks but we both know who.
     "Alexander," I say shyly.
     "I was afraid you would say him. I love Alexander like a son don't get me wrong but is he good enough for you?" He asks.
     "What do you mean?"
     "You know he has a reputation for sleeping around and his temper is outrageous,"
     "I know about the temper but reputation? I never heard of that,"
     "I would talk to him about that," George mutters.
     "Okay,"
     "But hey other then those two reasons I approve of Alexander and you," he says with a smile. I laugh as I wipe my tears and I stand up.
     "Thanks," I say as I start to make my way out of the tent.  
     "Hey Washington thank you for sharing the letter with me," I said quietly.
     "Of course," He says through a smile although I can see his hurt from rereading my mothers words. I guess he really loved her.