Turn(Washington's spies) fan fiction.

Proposal.

"What?" I asked.
"I want you to break things off with Nate. Then fall in love with James. My second in command, this will put your father at rest with trying to kill me. Then James and I have a plan I think I will keep to myself. Oh and if you don't say yes every private from both sides will die. Your choice," his female voice spoke.

~~~Nate~~~
"I broke through the window. They are at an abandoned dock. In New York," he panted.
"Thank you Lord!" I yelled as I saddled up.
I pushed my horse to go to Andre's house.
"Your lucky my men didn't shoot you!!" He yelled.
"I know where Adela is," I panted.
"Where?" He asked.
"At shed in an abandoned dock," I panted.
He saddled up and grabbed some men. The men freed the privates and soldiers.
The Major and I rode into a separate room. I tossed a knife to Mary.
"Where is Adela?" I asked taking off her gag.
"He took her into the room," she pointed untying her daughter. Andre and I bolted into the room.
"ADELA?"
~~~Adela~~
"Never," I spat.
He wouldn't kill the soldiers. He was bluffing. I knew this because the king would receive word and he would be murdered.
"Ok," he nodded.
He slapped across my face.
He kicked my side.
"How about now?" He asked.
I remained silent.
He kicked me again.
Again silence.
"You look like your mother but have a lot of your father. And I will beat you until you die. So I would speak," he spoke.
"Go. To. Hell," I spoke.
"Ha. You have spunk," he laughed before kicking me senseless.
He pulled out a dagger and carved into my wrist. My screams filling the air. Then glass shattered. I can't hang on.

~~~Andre~~
I dove towards my baby girls lifeless body. I held her close to my chest and I picked her up. Oh my darling Adela. My precious flower. Rage filled my blood. I. Was. Going. To. Kill. Simcoe.
Nate was standing next to me.
"Is-Is-Is," he seemed to be stuck on the words.
"No. But close to it," I cried.
"On of my soldiers. He was doctor before he joined us!" Nate yelled.
We bolted out.
"Daniels! Daniels!" I yelled.
He came forward and he and Mary began accessing her wounds.
"I need water! Rosemary! And," he began listing off the things he needed.
"Go on with you! Go grab them!" I barked at my men.
"But sir. The enemy!" On of them spoke.
"Listen to me. I don't care. They were just trapped with you and Adela is dying! Go!" I yelled.
"Men. Do not attack them. This does not change the war. But Adela, the woman who attended your wounds, mended your clothes and saved half of your lives! Is dying! Now listen to Andre and listen to me. Listen to Daniels!" Nate yelled.
They snapped into work.