A/N: Hey my amazing readers! Here is Chapter 6 for your viewing pleasure! I hope you guys enjoy, and let me know what you think!:)
Disclaimer: I do not own Hamilton: An American Musical.
Trigger Warning for talk of child abuse and non-con!
It is quiet, the only sound being the relentless beeping of the heart machine, and an occasional voice from beyond the barrier of clothe. George takes this moment to kiss his baby's face, instincts still running high after all the excitement.
"All right love, let's get you out of these dirty clothes." The President finally whispers, sitting up, and grabbing the gown in one hand.
Alex shakes his head, brown eyes wide, the dull light of the blinded window reflecting in his blood shot irises. "I don't want to Daddy."
"Why not, baby?" The Alpha questions, licking his gash that is starting to dry up, Alex clenching his teeth at the sting.
The Omega is quiet for a few minutes, his breathing raspy as he gains his courage to start speaking. His voice is shaky when he begins.
"They- he- did some bad things to me Dad. They hurt me and. . . " Alexander trails off, a sob ripping from his throat. He whimpers at the pain of wounds gained and the ones still torturing him as he talks. "I d-don't want t-to see what th-they, what he, did to me, and I-I don't want you to see. . ."
The 12 year old whines high, shivering as he remembers the way Lee would touch him and kiss him and bite him. He feels bile rise up from his stomach, and he knows that his father can smell his pain and fear.
George snarls silently, his teeth enlarging and becoming razor sharp. Shaking, the Commander gently pulls his son into a tight embrace, wiping Alexander's tears away with his thumbs. Fighting his instincts, the Alpha nuzzles his boy's head, feeling his gut clench as he listens to him cry. Rocking them back and forth, George gives Alex a few minutes to get it all out, feeling helpless and hating every second of it.
Finally, the President lifts the Omega's face from his shirt, giving him a soft smile when Alex blinks up at him, eyes red and puffy from his tears. Cooing, George leans down to kiss his head, his skin warm to the touch.
"I know you are scared sweetheart, and I know that those monsters hurt you, but no matter what I see, or what you do can make me love you any less, I promise." Washington whispers against his boy's hair, Alex sniffling and shifting closer on the tiny bed. "You will always be my child, and I will always be your father, and I will never, ever stop loving or protecting you Alexander James Washington."
His little boy lets out a small wail, body sagging against George's as through he was a puppet and his strings were all cut at once. Hot, salty tears flow from his eyes once more, soaking the Alpha's shirt as he is clutched with small, bruised fingers.
The curtain separating the Service Members from the two Washington's is slowly pulled aside, a single gray eye peaking through before snapping away at the Commander's glare.
"Give us a few more minutes." George growls out at the swishing sheets, before slowly pulling out of his child's embrace, ignoring his pup's whimper, his heart breaking at the sound.
Once he has pride Alexander's fingers from his shirt, the President lifts up the hospital gown, Alex's brown eyes widening when he realizes that George was making him put it on.
The Omega cringes as George steps closer, taking his baby's face in his hands. "You need to put this on Alexander. I already know that you are hurt, and that you are in pain, sweetheart, so please help me help you."
The 12-year old starts to shake his head, but frowns after a second. With a sigh, Alex gives one last look at the white clothe, before focusing on his father's dark eyes once more. His voice is soft, almost mouthing the words when he speaks.
"Okay Daddy."
The relief George feels almost makes him sigh, but he holds it back, instead choosing to smile softly at his boy as Alex sits up. The Omega winces at the pain of his wounds, a few small droplets of blood staining the white sheet under his head. The President narrows his eyes at the sight, but chooses not to comment.
"Lift your arms up, love." The Alpha instructs his son, and Alexander hesitantly raises both arms above his head, shivering as the green shirt is carefully lift off.
God, it is worse than George thought.
His puppy's normally pale skin is layered with black and blue bruising, most in the shape of fingers. George snarls at the implications the injuries bring to his mind, hoping that he was wrong. Gashes crisscross Alexander's back and stomach, some deep and infected looking, others scabbed over. Dried trails of crimson are layered on the broken skin, the dark liquid sliding farther down Alex's body as he sits there, hiding his dark eyes behind his hair as though ashamed.
It takes George a second to compose himself, to shake away the instincts screaming at him to protect protect protect, shaking as he fights for control.
Once he has calmed down, the Alpha gently takes his son's face in his hands, his thumb brushing lightly over the purple bruise covering Alexander's high cheekbone. His pup hisses in pain, flinching back, but the President doesn't let go. They stare at each other for a few seconds, the President sending all the love he feels for his child through their gazes, before George kisses Alex on the forehead and releases him.
"Can the Nurses come back in now, Alexander?" George asks as the Omega leans back carefully against the headboard once more, wincing at the pressure.
The 12 year old glances at the white barrier separating him and his father from the Secret Service Members standing guard outside. He seems to contemplate the question for a few seconds, dark brows drawn down in concentration, before giving a confirmative nod.
With one final kiss laid gently on the dark locks, the Alpha walks the few feet to the opening in the clothe. His sharp ears catch every word being uttered by the Agents and Nurses. Taking a deep breath, George sniffs for any threats, and finding none, opens the barrier. All Secret Service Members jump to attention, ears erect as they wait for any order to come their way.
But the President isn't looking at them, instead his gaze is zoned on a Doctor that smells of chemicals and bleach. The man was talking with Steven, Alex's file being examined between them, but pauses when he notices George. Giving a small nod at the Alpha nurse, the Doctor walks over to George, making sure to keep his ears folded back in submission.
"Mr. President," The Doctor says once he gets closer, holding out his hand for the Alpha to shake. "It is a pleasure to meet you, sir."
The Commander looks him over, noting his deep blue eyes covered by a pair of wire rimmed glasses, and wavy red hair that settles right below his shoulders. His scent reeks of Omega, tail swishing as George takes he offered hand in his own, giving it a firm shake.
"The pleasure is all mine." George says, trying to keep his tone light as he hears Alex shift on his bed from behind the curtain, his pain filled scent seeping from underneath the white clothe.
"Before we go take care of your pup, sir, I just want to reassure you that I will do everything in my power to help Alexander, both mentally and physically, in his recovery." Seeing he still has the President's attention, the Doctor continues, "I have over 20 years of experience working with abused children, both Alpha and Omega, and approach every case with the confidence that we can help Alex deal with his injuries, as well as the mental trauma we know he is experiencing."
The Omega nods once he finishes speaking, shifting from foot to foot as he waits for permission from George to step into the closed off section of the room. Mulligan steps up from behind the Doctor, giving him a once over before walking behind the curtain, holding it open for the President and the other Omega. The ginger is about to enter when he is stopped by George's hand on his arm.
"You never did tell me your name." The Alpha says, ears twitching.
Giving a small chuckle, the Omega points to his name tag as he speaks.
"Franklin. Dr. Ben Franklin."
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