This isn't my best writing, I've been really busy lately. Also I am not good at writing letters, hope you think it's okay though, enjoy!

Peggy was sitting on her bed reading when the door flew open. In a flurry of blue skirts Eliza had leaped onto her sister's bed, excitement radiating off of her like light from a lantern.

"Peggy, look! I got a letter from Alexander!"

The younger girl laughed, and leaned over to look at the letter her sister was clutching as if it was the most precious thing in the world.

"Isn't that like, your fifth letter from him in the one week you've known him?"

"Sixth."

"Of course."

The blue skirted girl returned to pouring over the letter, no doubt for the tenth time already. Peggy smiled quietly to herself at her sister's excitement. Then the smile faded, why hadn't he written to her? Was he too busy? Had he found someone else?

Why was she so upset? She had only met him once. Eliza looked up from the letter, grinning happily.

"I'm going to go show Angie, want to come?

"Not this time Eliza."

The other girl skipped away cheerfully, without noticing the hint of sadness in her sister's voice. That's when the servant knocked on her door.

"Ms. Peggy, there's a letter here for you."

The woman handed her the envelope and hurried out. Peggy smiled as she read who it was addressed to; Ms. Peggy, not Margarita, Schuyler.

She tore open the envelope, eyes drinking in the words on the page.

Dear Peggy, not Margarita,

I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to write. To be honest I was worried you'd forgotten about me, or found someone better. Peggy, I miss you, I know we only met once, but it feels like we've known each other longer.

I hope you are okay with me writing to you, but since you wrote a letter to Hamilton, I figured I might as well give it a try. Not sure if that's great logic, anyway, I want to write you, if that's okay.

Not sure if I'm doing this right, I don't usually write to girls, especially ones I actually think are awesome. Sorry, like I said, I'm not really sure how to do this. Anyway, if you are okay with me writing you then reply to this letter, if you don't reply I won't write you again, I won't count it against you.

Okay, I better stop writing before I make a even bigger fool of myself. Thank you for taking the time to read this (if, as I hope you do), I really need to stop writing, bye.

-John Laurens

P.S. Please write back

P.P.S. I really need to stop continuing this letter, bye for real now.

She closed her eyes, holding the letter to her chest. She was about to rush into her Angie's room to show her sisters when she thought better of it. Let Eliza have her letter from Hamilton, let her parade it around, Peggy would keep hers a secret, for now at least.

She carefully slipped the letter beneath her mattress, a place her sisters wouldn't find it. Sliding off the bed she walked to a small cabinet and took out a quill, an inkwell, and a piece of paper, she was going to write back. She listened for a moment, making sure Eliza and Angie weren't coming, then placed the tip of her quill on the paper.

Dear John,

I'm happy you finally wrote. Tell Hamilton that I meant what I wrote, if he tells anyone I will send somebody to kill him. Back to us, I was beginning to think you'd never write! I missed you too, and you're right, it does feel longer.

Feel free to write to me whenever you want, I'd like that. How are you? I'm okay, Eliza is freaking out every night, since she gets a letter from Alexander every night. Angelica is okay, but I think Daddy may have found her a husband. I hope not, I'd miss her so much once she left.

I want all three of us stay together forever, but I know that can't happen. Anyway, I better stop writing before I make an even bigger fool out of myself than I already have.

-Peggy Schuyler

Peggy grinned down at the page, this might work. She carefully folded it and placed it in an envelope, addressing it to John Laurens. She rushed downstairs and quickly placed it with Eliza's new letter, glancing around to check for prying eyes and curious sisters.

Done, she hurried upstairs and joined her sisters on Angie's bed.

"So, what'd he say Eliza?"

"Peggy, I have something to tell you. Alexander is coming to ask Daddy if he can marry me. He's coming next week."

"Wow... that, wow..."

"I know."

"I- I'm really happy for you Eliza."

"Thanks Peggy."

All three girls hugged, that was all that was needed. The three sisters sat on Angie's bed and talked till midnight, putting aside the looming shadow of a possible separation for one night, just being sisters...