Washington's Daughter, a Hamilton Fanfiction.

Chapter Fifteen.

1789.
You haven't seen your father in eight years. During those eight years, you studied and practiced law with Alexander.
This is it. It's your time to shine. You're the assistant treasury secretary. So, technically, you do the same things that Alex does.
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Alexander turns to you, "They should arrive any minute now."
Your heart tenses, "Okay." You feel your stomach turn. What will happen when you see your father again? What will happen when you see your mother again? What about Jefferson? You've heard that he's coming back to the city. Is he nice? You're not sure.
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"Mr. Jefferson, welcome home!"
"Mr. Jefferson, Alexander Hamilton!"
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"Mr. Jefferson, Y/N Washington. It's a pleasure to meet you." You shake his hand.
"Hold on, a lady in the government? Mr. President, what were you thinking?" He jerks his head towards your father.
Your dad stiffens his look. Oh boy, he's pissed.
"Yes, Thomas. A lady in the government. And this lady is my daughter. Treat her with respect, she can have you removed." 
Thomas shoots you a dirty look.
I hate him already.
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Ladies and gentlemen, you coulda been anywhere in the world tonight, but you're here with us in New York City. Are you ready for a cabinet meeting?
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After what it seems like forever, the cabinet meeting ends.
Thomas smirks, "Now, Y/N, be a dear and come home with me." He takes your hand.
"Oh, No thank you Mr. Jefferson. I should be heading home.."
Your breath stops as someone grabs you from behind and covers your mouth. You try to scream and get away, but the person isn't letting go.
"Take her away, Madison."
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Why isn't anyone noticing this?
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You panic as they arrive to wherever Thomas is staying. "Let me go!"
Thomas takes you by the hand and pushes you onto his bed.
"Woah, listen Thomas, let me go and everything will be okay!" You crawl back.
"You're funny, Y/N. We're not letting you go until you step out of the government. A woman like you belongs in the kitchen, or even better, the bedroom."
You feel your face turn red with anger. You lose your temper and slap Thomas across the face as hard as you can, leaving a huge red mark.
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You run out of there. Finally, your father. "Dad!" You stumble over to him.
"Y/N! Where were you? We were worried sick!" Your father looks at you, extremely concerned.
"No time for explaining, I have to go!" You run to the carriage with Alexander in it. The carriage takes off and brings you back to the Hamilton residence.
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Woah, Thomas is f i e s t y.
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