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It was a lovely night in New York City and the stars shone brightly over the Schuyler manor and tonight many people were coming over. However, this wasn't a social gathering, but for planning the American revolution.

Inside the manor, Philip Schuyler was waiting both patiently and anxiously for the members to arrive. Seeing her father's anxious mood, Angelica walked over to him and said "Don't worry Father, everyone whose coming is just as passionate the revolution as you are."

"Yeah, they're just running late. That's all." Mrs. Schuyler spoke up from the kitchen.

At the sound of his loving wife's voice, Philip smiled, turned his head as he said "Thanks honey, but what are you doing in the kitchen? We have servants for that."

Mrs. Schuyler replied "I was just looking for the cat."

Before Philip could reply that she could've just ask a servant to look for the cat as well, he, his wife and Angelica suddenly heard a knock at the door.

"They're here." Philip and Angelica said at once.

While Mrs. Schuyler hurried out of the kitchen towards her bedroom, Angelica looked at her father and said "Can I listen in father? I promise I'll keep all the sensitive information quiet. Beside, I've been reading Common Sense like everyone else in this city."

For a moment, Philip was stone faced. Angelica was prepared to argue her case, but then Philip Schuyler cracked a smile, nodded and said "Yes, but you must tell no one what went on during this meeting."

Angelica smiled with glee and wrapped her father into a tight hug as she cried out "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Philip smile gently as he said "Okay, you can let go now."

Just a maid opened the front door. At the sound of the rebels coming in, both the General and his daughter brushed dust off their clothes. As Angelica continued to brush dust off her orange dress, she heard her father say "Welcome, gentleman. Would you like any refreshments?"

"Sure, what do you have?" Asked the first gentleman. Then the second gentleman spoke up with "Who's she and what's she doing here? I thought this was supposed to be a private meeting."

Angelica felt anger rising in her. However, just as she was about to speak her mind, Philip Schuyler spoke up with "This is my daughter Angelica, she wanted to be here and she agreed to keep whatever is said between us a secret."

One of rebels looked skeptical at that, however under the gaze of Philip and Angelica, he didn't dare say anything. Once again, Philip looked around the room and said "Would anyone else like some refreshments?"


Sometime later, General Schuyler, the rebels and Angelica were upstairs in a room with only candles for light. As Angelica listened, Schuyler and the rebels had discussions like "How many men will we need for this cause and what do you think we could do to rally them to our side?"

"We need General Washington, he's a living legend among us. That's how will get men of the colonies to rally around us, they'll listen to him." Philip stated.

"I heard he's in the process of joining us as we speak. Is it true?" Another man wondered.

As Angelica listened to the rebels talked, she couldn't help but feel awed and lucky to be apart of what appeared to be history in the making. Eliza was right, history really was happening right now.

Oh, If only you were here to see this Eliza. If only weren't over a friend's this weekend. The eldest Schuyler daughter thought to herself. Then her thoughts were interrupted as a new voice said "Excuse me, Miss? What are your thoughts on the matter?"

Angelica blinked as she found herself back in the meeting, surrounded by not only her beloved father, but almost every revolutionary in New York City.

"I'm sorry?" Angelica asked in confusion.

"I mean what are your thoughts on the getting the men of the colonies to unite with the promise of being free from England and forming our own country?" The man repeated.

At this another man scoffed and said "I bet she can't even answer your question."

Behind the arrogant man, Philip glared daggers at him. However Angelica quickly spun around to face as she fired back with "Simple, remind them how the British have taxed us all into oblivion without a thought or care of what's happening in our lives. Heck we don't even have representation in the parliament. We may be taking a big risk if we go to war with Britain, however we do nothing the British will still continue to tax. If we go to war, the chance of freedom to from our own country is our own reward and that in my opinion should be enough to rally to our cause."

As the eldest Schuyler daughter finished her speech, almost all the men in the room began to applaud for Angelica. In spite of herself, Angelica felt her blush with pride. It seemed almost surreal to see and hear these men clapping for her.


Sometime later after the meeting had long since ended, one of the men approached her and said "Excuse miss, I don't mean to be so rude, but I didn't want to leave without introducing myself to you."

Angelica was surprised to hear a British accent coming out of this rebel's voice. Hiding her shock , Angelica smiled coyly as she replied "May I have your name my good gentleman?"

The man felt his face blush as he answered "My name is John Barker Church and I know what you're thinking, what's a Brit like me doing in a meeting like this? Simple, I agree with the colonies, it's completely unfair that you guys get taxed without being able to have a say in the matter. So I decided to come to the Colonies and help in anyway I can."

The Eldest Schuyler daughter blinked in shock and disbelief at what she was hearing. It just seemed too good to be true. Then the dark part of her mind wondered What if he's a spy?

Then John himself interrupted her thoughts with "If I was really a spy, do you really think that your father and all the rebels present would really let me come to this meeting? It took a huge amount of effort on my part to convince your father and the others I am sincere in my desire to this cause."

Feeling curious, Angelica asked "So, how did you hear about the revolution?"

John paused for a moment before she replied with "I heard about it though a friend in London and I was curious so I decided to some research on the subject and I still can't believe that this movement all came about from a bunch of crazy men in Boston."

Angelica had to bite back a giggle, men dressing up as Indians and throwing tea into Boston's harbor did sound comical now that she thought about it.

However, before they could continue their conversation, Angelica and John were interrupted by her father's voice asking "May I cut in?"

Angelica blinked as she and John turned to face her father. Upon seeing the look of an overprotective father on the general's face, the Englishman said "Oh, General Schuyler! I didn't see you there sir. I was just having a conversation with your daughter sir."

"I can see that." Philip replied cooly before he added "Isn't it getting late? Shouldn't you be hurting back? What if the your country's soldiers caught you?"

"Father!" Angelica gasped in shock. Growing up, Angelica Schuyler knew how overprotective her father could be, but this time he took it to a much higher level then he did before.

Not wanting a fight to break out, John interjected with "It's alright. He's right. I really must be going." The Englishman turned towards the General and said "Thank you for having me here. It is an honor and privilege to have the opportunity to work with you General Schuyler. It's an honor to be able to aid the revolution and having the opportunity to meet your amazing daughter has been wonderful."

At his words, Angelica felt her face blush. However her father could only sowl at the Englishman. Then John utter a "Bye" and with that, he disappeared into the darkness.

For a moment, Angelica could only stare at the spot where the British gentleman once stood. Then she heard her father utter the words "Come on back inside, Angelica. It's time for bed."

Almost reluctantly, the eldest Schuyler daughter stepped away from the doorway. As one of the family maids closed it, Philip Schuyler turned to her and asked "How did you like the meeting?"

Angelica beamed as she replied "It was wonderful, I learned so many things about what you and men like you are trying to do. I wish you'd let me help you."

Philip let out a small chuckle as the two then began to walk upstairs.

"Oh, Angelica. If only you were born a boy, you'd been such a Washington or a Jefferson." He mused before he added "Still, you've always been more than just a pretty face and it's my hope that in spite you having to marry rich that you'll find something who'll admire that quality instead of shunning it."

Angelica felt her eyes water and quickly began to blink back tears. Then her father said "Remember Angelica, you are to share no details of this meeting with anyone. Not even the rest of the family."

"I understand Father." The eldest Schuyler replied as she nodded her head.


Sometime later he her bedroom, Angelica found her mind drifting back to John Baker Church, after he left with the other rebels, Angelica didn't know what to make of him. He seemed a bit dull at times, but at other times he reminded her of that man she met at the Winter's ball awhile ago.

What was his name again? The Eldest Schuyler thought to herself before she suddenly recalled it. Alexander Hamilton.

Even though she had only met him once, Angelica was certain that she would remember him for the rest of her life. He was everything that she wanted in a man, handsome, intelligent and ambitious. Oh, if only she wasn't the oldest! If only she didn't have to marry rich! If only her father had a son to carry on the family name! If only Eliza hadn't fallen for him too! Still, she would always put the needs of her family before her own, especially when it came to her younger sisters. Their happiness was worth it and Eliza seemed very happy these days after she and Alexander began a courtship. The Eldest Schuyler didn't think anyone besides Alexander Hamilton could make amazing until she went to that meeting. After he left, Angelica learned from her father that John's job was supply them with weapons and just like her own family, John was pretty wealthy too.

Her beloved Alexander was unattainable, but perhaps she could be happy with John Baker Church, all she needed to do was persuade her father to let John court her. Still that alone would not be an easy task since like many fathers, Philip Schuyler was overprotective of his daughters, it had been hard enough for Eliza and Alexander to convince to him to let them court each other, but getting him to let Angelica court John, that would a different level altogether.

The Eldest Schuyler took a moment to calm herself down. Then she thought to herself Still, I won't give up so easily. As Thomas Jefferson said "We are all entitled to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness." Well, Mr. Jefferson when I meet you, I'll not only compel you include women in the sequel, but I'll personally thank you for inspiring me to go on my own pursuit of happiness.

As she finished her silent vow, Angelica allowed herself to lie still and let herself be carried off to sleep with the promise of finding happiness with the mysterious John Baker Church and fighting for it all the way.


Note, I'm not sure if the Schuyler's owned a cat in real life. However, I'm invoking Artistic licence here and it's the same thing John Baker Church, I know didn't meet Angelica until two years after the revolution started, but it seemed more fun to have them meet during the beginning instead.

Also, even though she pined for Alexander, I found it hard to believe that Angelica wouldn't grow to feel some affection for her husband, especially since she met and fell for him first in real life.


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