A/N I decided to publish this in my oneshot book. This is also the first ever fan fic I ever write so sorry if this is bad. This is set before History Has It's Eyes on you

"Alexander!" a familiar voice called. Hamilton turned around to find his freckled friend rushing towards him.
"I'm glad to see you are finally leading your men," he chuckled.

"Well it's about time," he said as he looked at his friend. "It feels like ages since I last saw you. What'd I miss?" he asked. John started to guide him to his new to camp where he will be staying until he heads to Yorktown.

"Well ever since the duel things have been crazy. It is not the same without you man," he sighs.

"Oh really, how so?" he asks his friend. They reach the tents and Hamilton sets his bags down and face his friend.

"Washington is really stressed these days which is making him more frantic I guess but he is trying to hide it well for us. You should talk to him later when you settled in," John said as he started to fidget with his hands. He only does that when he is nervous and he has great reason to. This battle is either going to make or break the revolution.

He remembered the last time he spoke to the general and how he snapped. "Don't worry I'll make sure I talk to him I had a feeling he would want to talk to me after our last conversation."

Laurens smirked at him. "Just make sure not to lose your cool... son."

"Don't call me SON!" he said glaring at john who was having a laughing fit. He shoved his friend lightly red in the face.

"What I just tried to lighten the mood and plus I am older to you," he chuckled.

"Yeah well my ego is bigger than you," he retorted with a smug look on his face. John was still laughing and decided that there was no use to continue this quarrel. He put a hand on Hamilton's shoulder.

"It's good to have you back Alex," he consoled. "It is a shame I have to head back to South Carolina soon I really wish we could catch up more."

"I know but hey when the war is over we will have all the time in the world. I should get going to see Washington but don't worry I will promise to write to you as soon as I can," he reassured his friend.

"I guess this is goodbye then?"

"Until we meet again my dearest Laurens." He embraced his friend for the final time and head to the general's office wondering when the next time he will meet his freckled friend.