So this fanfic is based on jamsandhams's (on Tumblr and Instagram) Spy AU. I honestly love their work, and I thought it'd be…interesting if someone made an actual fanfic based on the story.

Enjoy!

It was at that moment where Hamilton just wanted to quit his job as an agent at Liberty Spy Agency. Officer George Washington was his idol, his role model, but then he made this stupid decision. "Are you serious right now?!" Hamilton announced in anger, standing up from his desk. "Nope. Nuh uh. There is no way we're teaming up with NSA. The last time that happened, they ditched us and left us to die during that case at the Empire State Building! We were surrounded by thieves, and where were they?! Oh, I dunno, maybe running away like cowards?!" NSA (National Spy Agency) were their 'rivals.'

"Alex, listen." Washington responded, walking past the gasps of shock and towards Alex. "They have the technology and the equipment we need for this case, and both Lee and I have agreed; We're joining sides for these next few months, you could say. Plus, that case was five years ago. I think they've changed since then."

"But Jefferson's on their side!" he complained once again. Him and Jefferson had a history together. They were the ones on the Empire State Building Case, and Jefferson was the one who left Alex to save himself. "That poofy-haired little shit is a snake. We can't trust him!"

"Whether you like it or not, this plan is going into action, starting tomorrow. You and Lafayette will be there at 9 AM sharp to pick up Jefferson and Peggy Schuyler, their top two agents."

"Peggy?" Alex asked, wondering why they would need her. She was basically the only decent person who was part of NSA, but he didn't know she had a history in the agency.

"She's the only one who knows how to hack into the security cameras." he said, beginning to walk back to his office. "If you have any questions, I'll be in my office, as usual."

Alex didn't know what to say. He was speechless. Jefferson, his enemy, a man he's despised since the beginning of his career, was going to work with him. At least there's Peggy, who's actually a good person.

The next morning, Lafayette and Hamilton were walking through the halls of NSA at 9 AM sharp, as they were told to do. The two of them had opposite feelings towards this situation; Lafayette was thrilled to work with them, while Hamilton would rather live in a box on the streets.

As they checked in at the circulation desk, they began to walk into the main office, spotting Jefferson and Peggy in a conference room through the glass walls, talking, laughing and eating donuts together. Lafayette walked to the door with excitement, ready to talk to the love of his live (Peggy), but Hamilton walked normally, as if he were walking to the elevator. Jefferson opened the door slowly, and when he spotted the two, his smile disappeared. "Oh. Hey, Lafayette." he said, ignoring Hamilton. "You're here to pick us up, right?"

"Yup!" he responded, immediately looking at Peggy, who was returning the glance. He walked towards her and said, "Bonjour, Peggy."

"H-Hey, Laff!" she said, nervous but excited.

While the two lovebirds were chatting the day away, Hamilton and Jefferson stared at each other in silence. "Let's just get this over with…" Hamilton said with a sigh, breaking eye contact. "Peggy? Lafayette? You ready to go?"

The two of them said yes and began to follow Hamilton to the car, walking side by side, while Hamilton and Jefferson were doing the same thing. "I swear to God, Hamilton, if you mess this case up, you'll never see the light of day again." Jefferson stated, making Hamilton smirk.

"Oh, is that so?" he said tauntingly. "And why's that?"

"If we fail this mission, Peggy and I won't get our promotion."

"Why should I care about your career?"

"Because it'll be the same for you and Lafayette, too. It's a lose-lose situation."

"Then you better not ditch me again."

"Uh, I didn't want to die. I have a life. I think they're 50% off at the drugstore, you should get one sometime."

"Haha, very funny, Jefferson." he said, opening the driver's seat to their car, making Jefferson get in the passenger's seat. Hamilton was stunned. "Um, why aren't you going in the back?"

"Because I'm being a good person and letting the two lovebirds sit next to each other?"

Hamilton sighed. Lafayette and Peggy ignored their argument and entered the car, with the other two remaining silent. "I didn't wanna do this either, y'know." Jefferson stated, as Hamilton started the car and began to drive back to LSA. "All I wanted to do was earn some extra cash, along with getting the promotion, and Peggy and I were the only ones willing to do this case, so we signed up when Lee told us about this." But that was a lie. The only reason why Jefferson wanted to take the case is so he could see Hamilton once again. In response, Hamilton just sighed and continued to drive to his station.

"Officer Jefferson, Ms. Schuyler," Washington said with a smile, pausing his working and standing to greet the two. He shook one hand and then the other. "It's great to see you. I'm looking forward to working on this case with you, and so are the rest of us here at the office."

"It's an honor, sir." Jefferson responded, making Hamilton roll his eyes. "Now, I'm just curious; When'll this case begin, exactly? I just wanna know all the details before I make any plans."

"Oh, my apologies." George said. "Lafayette, Ms. Schuyler, do you mind if I talk to these two first about the case? I'll catch up with you in a bit." Both of them nodded and closed the door on their way out. "Gentleman, have a seat."

The three of them sat down, with George sitting at the chair behind his desk, while Hamilton and Jefferson sat at the two in front. "As you know, this is an undercover case." he began. "And the reason I'm talking to you two separately is because you're going together."

"WHAT?!" they both questioned in unison.

"I know what you're thinking: 'I have to work with him?' Well, we need to people in the same area at once, just to get two different types of information."

"Hold on." Hamilton asked. "What is this case, exactly?"

"This takes place on a cruise that is in two days and lasts for five. There is said to be a man who, of course, robs valuable items, but in this case, he using his wife to take men hostage and-"

"Pttf, what is this; a horror movie?!" Alex stated.

"Hamilton. Can I finish?"

Alex sighed and said, "Continue…"

"As I was saying, this man, whose name is James Reynolds, uses his wife, Maria, to get valuables from citizens on the boat."

"So… He basically blackmails them." Jefferson clarified. "So what do we have to do?"

"Well, Jefferson, since you're more…how do I say this…masculine looking, you'll act as a bartender, because from what the staff say, he's usually around the bar between 6:00PM and 9:30PM with his wife, seducing either customers or the staff. He doesn't sit near her wife; he tells her who to target ahead of time, apparently."

"Then what am I gonna do?" Hamilton asked. "Am I just gonna be another bartender?"

"No, actually… You're going to be a customer… A woman. We need 'competition,' just to distract Reynolds."

Silence filled the office. Hamilton couldn't believe that Officer Washington was going to have him dressed up like a woman. "I'm sorry. I think I might've misheard that."

"He said you're gonna dress up like a girl." Jefferson stated casually, making Hamilton even more angry. "Don't worry, you'll be undercover. No one will know it's you. Well, except for me. Peggy's really good with makeup, so she could-"

"Sir, I refuse to work with him nor be dressed up like a girl."

"Okay then…" Washington began. "What if I told you that you'd get paid double?"

Once again, the room was silent. Hamilton debated in his head whether it was worth it to dress up like a woman for double the pay, meaning tons of dinero, based on the location of the case. "Whatever…fine." he mumbled, standing up from the chair and walking out the door. "I'm goin' to the bathroom. I'll be back in a bit." Alex could hear Washington and Jefferson call his name, ordering him to come back, but it was no use. Alex didn't want to be in the same room with Jefferson at the moment. He was the man who almost killed him. Well, more like left him to die. Then he thought positively, thinking that it was five years ago, and he might've changed.

All of the decent memories of the two of them from when they got along began to flow through his mind, making him blush, for some unknown reason (wink wink). He stopped walking towards the bathroom and felt his face with his hand, noticing it was heating up. Alex, you're over him. You're co-workers now, not lovers, not friends. He thought, shaking his head and continuing to walk. Well…maybe an acquaintance. But that's it. He then rushed into a stall, locked in, and leaned on the door with a sigh. Stop loving him, goddammit…

*DAY OF THE CASE/ARRIVAL OF LOCATION*

While Jefferson was waiting impatiently outside the door for Peggy to finish Alex's 'costume,' he began to think of what this case would be like. What the boat would be like, to be exact. On the other hand, Alex just wanted to be done with the case him general, knowing that he had to act as a woman. "Isn't it bad enough that I had to shave my beard?" Jefferson heard Alex complain in the bathroom.

"I think you look great. Now hold still." Peggy responded.

"Peggy, NO."

"Just a quick-"

"OW! Jesus, this stupid dress is already painful enough without the damn fake earrings!"

"Well, beauty is pain, my dear."

"Ugh… Are we done?!"

"No, you still need the fake br-"

"No way. I'm done."

"Alex-"

"Jefferson! We're leaving." Hamilton yelled, as he began to walk out of the bathroom in frustration.

"Oh my God, finally!" Jefferson complained, turning to look at the hallway near the bathroom, where Hamilton would eventually enter. "I was starting to think I'd actually die from old age before you two fin-"

Before he could finish his complaint, Alex arrived from the hallway, in a long, red dress, with one sleeve purposely going under his arm, meaning there was no sleeve whatsoever, and the other going down to his wrist. His long hair that was usually in a ponytail was curled nicely. The makeup surprisingly made him look like…an actual woman. Not even a drag queen. The only part that didn't look real was his chest. It was as flat as a board. Either way, Jefferson couldn't stop staring. He could feel his face starting to warm up, along with his eyes widening. Alex just stared at the other man without saying a word.

Peggy interrupted the two by rushing towards Alex and saying, "C'mon, Alex! The look isn't complete without-"

"Plenty of women have flat chests." Alex said, storming off towards Jefferson.

"True, but… You're no fun." she responded with a frown.

"Yeah, yeah." he mumbled, grabbing Thomas's arm and dragging him out of the office building, with his face turning a bright red. His mouth was open a little, wanting to compliment him, but nothing came to mind.

"Hey! Be careful, you guys." they heard Peggy say. "Don't forget, Laffy's on standby."

"Let's just get this over with…"

Again, the main plot is NOT MINE. I saw a mini comic and wanted to make an actual story. :)

~MJ