Thomas' POV
"You better be eating Thomas. " James scolds from the other end of the phone. I smile and my typing stops, my eyes fall on the the last few fries Hamilton.... I mean Alex, left me.
"I am James. " I sigh and study the screen.
"You sound smug. Why do you sound smug?" His tone goes impatient.
"Because Alexander's the one thats been making me eat." I smile and tip back so I'm looking at the ceiling.
"Hamilton?" I can hear him almost drop his work." Loud mouth Hamilton?"
"I'm just as suprised as you are." I laugh.
"Why the change of heart?" I look at the couch where Alex's passed out. I stand up and pull a blanket up around his shoulders, he latches onto the blanket and pulls it tightly around himself.
"Beats me. He still threw a coffee cup at my head half an hour ago because I was teasing him and Laurens." I chuckle and lower my voice as I sit on the edge of the couch next to him. My fingers weave their way through his hair and I sigh happily.
"Perfect." James chuckles. " so what have you guys found any more suspects then what we have?"
My hand pauses in Alex's hair and I look at the cork board on the wall with mug shots or photos of our suspects.
John Adams
Charles Lee
James Reynolds
Benedict Arnold
Thomas Hickey
George Washington
Aaron Burr"No,no we haven't. " I rub my jaw with my knuckles and shake my head." Other the George and Aaron."
"Shit..." James sighs under his breath and I can hear the worry in his face. " We need code names for those two, they find out we have them as suspects it could go either way. Either you and Alex are fired or you wake up with a bullet in your skull."
"I wouldn't wake up then James." I smile and laugh. I tuck a pillow under Alex's head and add another blanket. Freeze baby.
"I.... you, you know what I mean." He sighs. I snort and nod." Anyway code names would not be a bad idea."
"I'll talk to Alex about it when he wakes up, he is my partner." I smile at him.
"That's new. You're actually talking with your partners before making decisions."
"It defiantly is." I chuckle and smile melts." Do you think.... he would still be alive if I would've told him what I was doing?" I look at the ceiling and rub my thumb over the bullet scar on my wrist.
"I don't know Thomas. " James sighs and the worry seeps back into his voice." I don't know, maybe he was destined to die in battle like he always wanted too. Or maybe its both your fault,you can't blame yourself entirely for his death. "
"It's hard not to." My voice goes soft to my own ears and I bite my lip. "He was right there James, he died right next to me. What if I lose another partner?"
"Youre not going to lose another partner." James assures, there's a voice snapping at him in the background. He mutters a 'yes sir' and sighs. " Alex is too smart to die like he did, I promise you. It wont happen again."
"I... alright James."I glance down at Alex and my shoulder sink furter and heart sinks to my stomach. As much as we fight and bicker, I would hate to lose him in my life." I'll talk to you later"
"Bye Thomas. "He hangs up and I'm left sitting to my own thoughts. I thumb the phone in my hand and stare back at the tired worn expression staring back at me, the one I keep locked away and hidden.
"I promise I won't die on you, Thomas . "I almost jump out of skin and eyes snap down to Alex. Those deep coffee eyes are staring right back at me,they're alert and strong, yet soft and caring. His arms wrap around my waist and head lays down in my lap, my fingers run through his long locks again and again as we sit in silence." You can't get rid of me now." I smile and nod slowly.
"I know, I can't belive I don't want to. But I really don't want to. " He leans into the palm of my hand and sighs softly. I chuckle and shake my head.
"Now , that means you can't go dying on me." He scolds. I grin and laugh, I nod my head slowly.
"I won't, I promise." He holds out his pinky.
"Pinky promise?" His face his dead serious. I chuckle and nod as we lock Pinkies. We shake our hands in unison.
"I pinky promise."
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Secrets, Lies,and Love
FanficAlexander Hamilton and Thomas Jefferson have only met once and it ended with them getting pulled apart in the middle if a highway after five minutes . What happens when their FBI groups join together to solve a newly developing murder spree? Alex...