I'm back again with some angst! Get ready. Yes, I can write a chapter without fluff. I know it's strange.

I don't own Hamilton.

Chapter Fourteen

In the morning, Philip and Theodosia went to get Meggie as always. They hadn't heard their daughter all night, letting both parents get enough sleep. As the couple made their way over to Meggie's room, they teased each other. Theodosia was able to get away with fluffing up her husband's hair. Philip was excited to be able to tell his father that he was able to get sleep for the first time as a parent.

As they crept into Meggie's room, they heard coughing. Theodosia went in first. She leaned over her daughter's cot and picked her up. Philip put a hand on her forehead. He looked concerned.

"She's got a fever," he announced, grimly.

"Should we take her to the doctor?" Theo wondered.

"I don't know. After what happened last month, I'm not sure he wants to see us again."

The month before, Meggie had stuck her hand in her mouth. The young parents were so scared that they took Meggie to the doctor. It was then they learned that it was common for babies to do that. But the doctor looked extremely annoyed. Even after Philip and Theodosia had apologized, he still wasn't chipper. A few days later, Theodosia saw him at the marketplace. When she went over to greet him, the doctor ran away.

"It's probable nothing. Besides, she did sleep with a lot of blankets last night. That must be why she's warm," said Theodosia, "Isn't that right, Meggie?"

Meggie stuck her little tongue out in reply. After Philip and Theo had stopped cooing over that, they made breakfast and Philip went off to work. Theodosia sat down with her daughter to nurse. She recalled the old days, when she worked. She used to be a governess for William. His mother was concerned for him after he was getting bullied at school. So Theodosia was hired from behind Alexander's back. Philip fell for her first. Theodosia followed shortly. They had known each other as children, but never thought of each other as lovers. After marrying Philip, she gave up her job to stay home and raise a family. The could wanted children soon after their wedding. Now here Meggie was. Beautiful. Sweet. Not nursing.

Usually Meggie was starving by this time. Her fever. The coughing. Now refusing to eat. It all made sense now to Theodosia. Meggie was ill. Before doing anything else, Theodosia laid Meggie down in her cradle. She paced the halls, biting at her fingernails. She took a deep breath. Theo knew just what to do.

After dressing Meggie up warmly, she started walking over to the Hamiltons. Eliza would know what to do. She knocked on their door.

Alex opened it up. "Hey! Nice to see you around, Teddy! Philip's here, too! You even brought Meggie. The whole gang is here. Even David. Something big is about to happen, I tell ya."

"That's great, Alex," Theodosia replied, "But can you tell me where-"

Before she could finish her request, Alex pulled his sister-in-law into the room. He led her to the parlor. Once Philip saw her, he grinned and walked over to her.

"You're just in time," he whispered to her, "David's about to propose to Annie!"

"Okay, but I need- Wait? Did you say that David's about to propose? Did your father give him permission?"

"Most likely. Otherwise, I think that the two would elope."

The room went silent as David and Annie stood. The lover led her over to the center of the room. David slid to the floor on one knee, pulling out the ring. What was ment to be elegant and poised turned into David slipped. The velvet ring case was pushed across the room. Eliza picked it up for him. Alexander seemed extremely unimpressed about the scene in front of him. The look on his face made David bite his lip. As Eliza handed the ring back to him, she whispered something in his ear that made David laugh. Once he was back in place, he took a deep breath.

"I love you, Annie," said David, taking out the ring again. His girl's eyes filled up with tears. "And I want to spend the rest of my days with you. Angelica Hamilton, will you marry me?"

Annie didn't say yes. She screamed it as she crashed into her soon-to-be-husband. They ended up in a kiss. While everyone was clapping they could all hear William going "Ew!". The families chuckled. Now that was over, Theodosia had to get to Eliza.

"Philip, Meggie's sick. She refused to nurse this morning. That isn't normal," Theodosia said in a low voice, "I need to talk to your mother."

Her husband nodded. The couple pushed their way over to Eliza, who was talking to Annie and David. Philip took her by the elbow, gently.

"Mom, Meggie's sick," was all he had to say to get Eliza away from the conversation.

Eliza took the couple into an empty room. "What are her symptoms?"

"A fever. Coughing. She refused to nurse this morning. Also Meggie hasn't opened her eyes at all. I know that she's breathing, but I don't understand why she refuses to see," Theodosia informed her.

After reviewing the list mentally a few times, Eliza came up with it. No, it couldn't be. Not her granddaughter. Not after Peggy.

"I think it might be Yellow Fever."

"No…" But it made sense. Philip had suffered through Yellow Fever. So had his father. And Aunt Peggy. His aunt didn't make it. When news of her death came, Philip was heartbroken. He loved his aunt. Philip had been closer to her than any of his siblings.

Eliza told Alexander, who got the doctor. They didn't wish to disrupt the happiness, but Annie knew something was wrong. She excused herself from the celebration and found her brother outside of his old room with their father.

"Philip, what's wrong?" asked Annie, "I saw the doctor come in and.."

"Meggie might have Yellow Fever," her father whispered to her.

The three of them waited. Hoping for good news. But several possibilities were running through Philip's head. Maybe Meggie didn't have Yellow Fever, but the Black Plague? Philip had learned about the illness at boarding school. The subject wasn't one of his favorites to learn. Thousands of people had died. Now it was extremely rare, but still a possibility.

When the doctor opened the door, he looked somber. Theodosia was holding Meggie up to her chest and wept. Eliza tried to comfort her daughter-in-law.

"What is it?" Philip spat out.

"It is indeed Yellow Fever. A nasty case, at that. It may be possible that you'll be saying goodbye to your daughter. I am sorry," said the doctor.

It is indeed Yellow Fever. The sentence floated around in his head, until it truly seemed real. A nasty case at that. How bad was it, really? It is possible that you'll be saying goodbye to your daughter. No, they couldn't lose Meggie. It had taken them a while for them to get her. Some nights, Theodosia felt like giving up. That it wasn't going to happen. Meggie was their pride and joy. Nothing could replace her. I am sorry. He wasn't. He wasn't the one who could lose their daughter.

Lose their daughter.

Philip collapsed. Alexander was able to catch him in time. All memory of getting proposed to left Annie's mind. The ring on her finger ment nothing at that point.

After Philip had recovered the family surrounded Theodosia and Meggie. By now, Meggie was screaming her head off. But all they could do was hope now.

So the question is: Is Meggie going to die? Or somehow live? Tell me what you think.

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