It's been six months since Alexander and Eliza started dating, and they couldn't be happier or more in love. They spend every second they can together, and they can't seem to keep their hands off of on another.

It's become such an issue that at times Angelica has stand or sit in between them.

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Eliza couldn't be more in love with Alexander even if she tried. She loves him wholeheartedly, and with every since ounce of her being. She wakes up every morning with Alexander on her mind, and goes to sleep with him in her dreams.

You could say she was helplessly in love; but even that would be an understatement.

Seven months ago, if Eliza was asked if she'd ever find someone, settle down, etc, she would've answered no.

But now? All she wants is to fall in more and more in love with Alexander and marry him.

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Eliza woke up early on a Wednesday morning, sighing to herself because she knew Alexander had work on Wednesdays, and she probably wouldn't be able to see him until later, and by then, Alex was usually tired and headed home.

She sighed as she got out of bed, feeling nauseous. She shuffled into the bathroom, and clung to the toilet, throwing up.

Once she finally felt like she was done throwing up, she got up, freshened her breath, and walked downstairs to eat breakfast, hoping she wouldn't become nauseous again.

Eliza sat down at the kitchen counter, with a bowl of fresh fruit and yogurt. Sighing to herself as she pushed most of it around, not really too hungry.

"God, I hate Wednesdays." She mumbled to herself, being bored out of her mind without having Alexander around today.

Eliza got a second wave of nausea, and quickly bolted to the bathroom, throwing up once more, when a thought hit her.

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Over at the warehouse, Alexander was busy with whatever tasks he was assigned or any work he needed to get done.

He sighed to himself, now hating Wednesdays. All he wanted was to be with Eliza, especially after the last few nights they spent together.

"Hamilton. I need you to write me a draft to send out to our supply company." George called from his desk.

You see, the Warehouse doubled as the Son Of Liberty's gang head quarters, and it was also a functioning warehouse for many construction companies.

Alexander nodded "sure. Give me like ten minuets and it'll be done." Alex replied, it was times like this he was thankful for his fast writing ability.

He grabbed his laptop, and sat down, typing out the draft to order any supplies and other things they needed.
Soon enough, he was finished and printed it.

"Here you go Sir." Alex said as he set it down on Washington's desk.

Washington looked up at him, rather impressed with how quickly that got done.

Alex nodded and went to walk away when George stopped him.

"Hamilton, how's Schuyler coming along?"

Alex sighed. "Just fine, sir. We've been dating for six months now and I-" he said before he was cut off.

"Good. Good. Try to get information on the father."

Alexander sighed. "Yes sir." He said and went back to his usual duties.

'I really need to leave this.' Alex thought to himself, he hated everything about this.

He just wanted to love Eliza without a motive.

Alex was just about to go talk to Washington after thinking up a quick excuse, when his phone started ringing.

It was Eliza. Alex smiled and answered the call.

"Hey baby!" He said happily.

Eliza sniffled before she spoke, "hey."

Alexander frowned "babe? What is it?"

"Can you meet me? I really need to talk to you..."

Alexanders heart almost broke. Did she find out?

"I can see if I can leave."

"No, Alexander. We need to talk...."

He knew then that it was serious.