I burst through the door panting.

"HERCULES!" He was making himself tea and smugly looked over at me.

I tackled him.

I threw myself onto him with a large thump on the floor. "WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY JOURNAL?!"

Hercules looked at me with a look of terror. He pushed me off of him so we were both on the floor. His face went from shocked to guilty. "It's difficult to explain." he said. "Essentially, someone is blackmailing me. They have information they can hold against me, and they forced me to take your journal."

"Who is it?" I asked.

"If I tell you, you will make it all the worse for all of us."

"Hercules, who is it?"

He sighed regretfully.

"Aaron Burr."

I burst out the door. Thoughts swarmed my head. Why is Aaron blackmailing Hercules? What does Aaron Burr want with my journal? How does he even know of my journal?

It hit me.

Aaron wants to ruin Alexander.

Aaron wants to use my journal against both Alexander and me. And my journal is the perfect way to do so.

I ran to Alexander's house. My head pounded. Aaron Burr will not expose us.

I burst into the room. Alexander was pacing, thinking. I ran to him, panting. He took me into his arms, and I let myself be embraced. I looked up at him, and before I could process it all I could see were his eyes. Alexander's eyes.

I loved this man.

"Aaron is...going...to try and...expose us…" I panted. "Don't...go to the pub."

"John, whatever is the matter?" He said to me. "Gather yourself first, then tell me."

We sat down. "Aaron is blackmailing Hercules. Aaron made Hercules steal my journal. That's where the letters came from. You weren't meant to see them. Aaron is planning to use my journal and those letters to expose us. You'll be ruined."

We sat in silence.

"There's only one thing we can do." Alexander said.

"What's that?"

"Get him back."