I'm Not Helpless |1|

Part Fourty Nine

Election night: 7:00 pm

Washington: 70 electoral college votes

Adams: 80 electoral college votes

"We're behind." Eliza said with a frown as she and everyone else watched the news coverage of the votes coming in.

"We'll catch up." Peggy replied not confident about this in anyway whatsoever.

"What if we don't?"

"Then we lose," Alexander said, "and we'll have to figure out another way how to enact change."

"That's ridiculous Alexander, we won't lose." Angelica rolled her eyes.

"Angelica there's a very real possibility that we will lose, just because we did our best doesn't mean anything- so we must be prepared for any out come, or we'll not be able to defend our country properly."

"How very eloquently put Alexander." A strong voice came from behind them.

"Sir? What are you doing here?" Alexander asked as a few of them turned to look at the strong figure of George Washington.

"I've come to watch the poll reports," he started.

"Where's Mrs. Washington?" Eliza asked curiously as she looked behind him hoping to find the woman there. The past two weeks Mrs. Washington had been so kind and helpful, out all the people traveling with Eliza she's the only one who's ever been pregnant. So her advice was helpful and when she told her it would be okay, Eliza actually believed her.

"She won't be coming, she's gone to bed, she believes if she watches the polling numbers it might encourage a bad outcome."

"I didn't realize she was so superstitious." Angelica commented, everyone turning back to the tv, Washington taking a seat next to Eliza.

"She isn't too terribly, but, she said this was too important to take the chance."

Angelica laughed and when Washington smiled indicating he was also amused, people began to join in. Eliza, however, did not as she felt a sharp pain in abdomen causing her to clutch her stomach, sucking in a breath.

"Are you Okay? Are young going into to labor? Should go to the hospital?" Alexander rambled taking Eliza's left hand, looking at her with eyes full of worry.

"No- no, I'm fine..." she said as the pain filled and disappeared. "It's just a Braxton Hicks contraction, they've been happening all week sporadically... I'm fine."

Alex didn't look convinced, still, he nodded and kissed her temple. "If you think even for a second it's time, tell me."

"I'll tell you if I do."

"Okay..." He said softly as he gave her hand a small squeeze.

Eliza smiled as her attention slowly went back to the television, breathing deeply. Could this be it? Every time she had one of those fake contractions, part of her wanted it to be. The other part was terrified, she was about to become a mother. Was she even ready for the responsibility of another human being? Truth is, she wasn't sure.

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8:00 pm

Washington: 99 electoral college votes

Adams: 89 electoral college votes

Eliza breathed heavily as she felt another sharp pain just like before. She practically doubled over as the pain coursed through her body. How was it possible to deep this much pain, like seriously she never thought she could ever feel this much pain at once.