Hit or Miss || lams

Shoot First, Ask Questions Later

~Alex~

I stand glaring at john while aiming my pistol at him.

"What are you doing in my house?!" I growl.

"Me? Why do you have a gun!?" He yells.

"I asked you first! And- wait are you blushing?" I lower my gun.

"W-what? No! Its uhh cold!"

"Seriously? Its literally 75 degrees in here and i know that because the thermostat is right behind me"

"...we were uhh... We we're trying to find out more about you since you won't say anything. Now why do you have a gun?!"

I sigh and mentally facepalm. I give up on keeping this a secret!

"You know what? Fine. This is fine. I've been hired to kill you. But thats been hard because you're so damn hard to kill!"

He's quiet for a moment. So is Elizabeth.

"...Why?" He asks.

"Cant tell you... I just have to kill you..."

"What if we can convince you otherwise?" Eliza says.

"Sorry miss, but you shouldnt be involved in this"

She glares at me but turns to John and whispers something in his ear. They then look back at me.

"If we can convince you that John should live will you not kill him?" She asks.

"Yeah sure, whatever" I sigh before heading upstairs. "Now leave before I start shooting!"

I here footsteps and the front door opening and closing. I guess they left.

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At around 10:30-ish i heard a knock at the door. They cant be this serious...

I open the door to see john and Eliza. Yup, they're serious about this.

"So I already have the entire day planned and-" eliza starts but i cut her off.

"Im not going to be able to do stuff for an entire day. If work calls, I gotta go"

"Dont you have a schedule?"

"How about you think back to yesterday when I got home at midnight. Then ask me again later" that came out a bit harsher than I wanted it to but I don't really care.

"Well then we'll just have to do what we can. First we're going to the Richard Rodgers Theatre"

"...why?"

"Theres a new musical, i think its called Les Mis or Miranda or something"

"I get it, you want us to watch a musical" i groan.

After getting to the theatre and buying tickets we found seats towards the middle. Eliza is nowhere to be seen though. I wonder why...

So the musical we're watching is called Miranda and is about the life of some guy who became an american founding father.

First thought? He looks like me

Second, he didnt make great decisions. Like, he had an affair and wrote about it AND published what he wrote. I mean what was going through his mind at the time when he did that?

Eliza still wasnt here. Im guessing she has something to do.

I look to my right to see john fell asleep and was leaning on me. Cute

Out of instinct, I put my arm around him and continued to watch the musical.

I feel...slightly different. What is this feeling, so sudden and new-

I'm brought out of my thoughts when I hear a gunshot.

Leslie shot Lin

Kinda makes me think about my relationship with burr. We're not exactly great friends but we're not enemies. We're complete opposites but make it work. No doubt though, if we both had a gun, he'd shoot first.

As soon as the musical is over, I wake up John, forgetting my arm was around him. I move away as his dace turns a light shade of pink.

We walk back to his car where theres a note in the front seat. A list of places to go. I bet eliza put it there; I still havent seen her since we got here. I dont think she's missing, but shes definitely up to something.

Well, it wont hurt to take a break though.

Guess im not killing john today.