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Chapter Eighteen

Alex had never been more stressed. With his younger siblings demanding attention. They only wanted to understand what was going on. Ellie and Gilbert were following him everywhere. When someone knocked at the door, Alex took that opportunity to distract his siblings while he answered it.

Miss Lucy Jefferson was standing at his door. Instead of greeting the girl, he only stared at her. There had never been anyone more beautiful. With her dark locks framed around her head like a halo she looked like an angel. Even had a glow to her.

"Hello, Alex," she said, coldly, "I heard about Philip's and Theodosia's daughter."

His mind went back to the first time they had met, making him grimace. Why had he been so stupid? Meggie looked more like Theodosia than anyone else. She was clearly not his child.

"I am sorry about what happened. I wanted you to know that. Are they home?" Lucy continued.

"Lucy-"

"Miss Jefferson, please."

"Sorry, Miss Jefferson." Alex leaned in. "Philip's dueling Eacker again."

Lucy stepped back, fearing she would fall. "What? Why would he?"

Alex shook his head. He wanted to be able to answer her question. Just as much as Theodosia did. The Hamilton invited her in. Lucy met Ellie and Gilbert in the parlor. The three of them entertained each other. Alex looked on. The sight made his heart twitch. The Jefferson had been so open to a four year old and a two year old. Not to him. Perhaps what his father told him about the family was true.

James was doing all that he could to help Annie. None of it seemed to matter. As much as he tried to comfort her, his sister only seemed to be getting worse. The only way for Annie to recover would be to see Philip safe and sound.

"Annie, Annie," James soothed, "Let's count to ten together, okay?"

His sister shook her head. "No, not to ten. No counting."

He nodded. "I am so proud of you. Good job."

Listening to his mother comfort Annie during panic attacks was helping for once. James would have never guessed that this would happen to him. He continued to praise her. Annie was able to calm down. But when she asked about Philip, her heart began to beat as fast as before.

"You can get through this. I know you can, Annie."

Meanwhile, Eliza and Alexander had ditched the carriage they were riding in to run. They couldn't get to Philip close enough. He could have been bleeding by that point. Eliza didn't want to think that her child was dead. When she thought of poor Theodosia, her heart ached. She couldn't lose someone else so dear to her.

"I think we'll get there in time," said Alexander, sensing his wife's worry. He had to be strong for her.

"Why did you have to do it, Alexander?" Eliza shot back, "Just look at what's going on now. Philip looks up to you. When you dueled Mr. Burr you taught him that fighting was okay. That's not how raised my son to be. You've ruined everything I've tried to do for our children, Alexander."

Alexander was speechless for once. Is that how Eliza saw this problem? His fault. The reason for Philip acting this way wasn't out of mourning. It was because of his example. Alexander knew that it was his fault for the first duel. Not this one. Philip had only told John about it.

"It's not my fault, Eliza," he aurgued, "I admit I wass the cause behind the first one. I promise you not this time. I wouldn't dream about telling Philip those lies. Please believe me, Betsey."

His wife didn't respond. They carried on. After a few minutes the two had to stop running. They weren't like the young selves they used to be. But they still made it to the dueling ground.

"PHILIP!" Eliza screamed, sprinting to her bleeding son, "NO! NO! PHILIP!"

The doctor was tending to Eacker's wounds. As much as Eliza wanted to drag him over to her son, she refused to let herself lose control. Philip needed her. Alexander was the one who yelled at people who broke their family apart. She didn't know where he went. Eliza held her son to her chest.

"Philip? Are you alright, baby? I'm here. Mama's here," Eliza soothed, running a hand thourgh her son's hair.

"Mom…" Philip was barely able to smile up at her. "Tell Theodosia I love her."

"No… Philip…" she tried to sound like she was warning Philip. "You'll be able to tell her that. My baby's gonna be okay. You have to be okay. We can't take another heartbreak. Not another one. I need you, baby. My son…"

Philip held his mother's hand to his chest. "Your such a brave woman, Mama. You've taught me so much. This time, I hope I made you proud."

"Baby... I NEED A DOTOR! PLEASE ANYONE! MY SON'S DYING!"

Alexander returned with another doctor. The man got to work trying to save their son's life. AS soon as he was well enough, they moved to Angelica's house. The place they were last time. Her sister did her best to keep everyone out of the room. In the end, Angelica moved them to the Hamiltons.

"Betsey…" Alexander started to say when the doctor kicked them out of the room. "I am sorry. This whole thing has been bringing back too many memories. It's just, I'm sorry. For everything I did to you. Please, forgive me? I understand if you won't, but…"

Eliza put her hand on her husband's shoulder. "Just please. Don't do it again. But I forgive you, my idiot husband."

He gave her a weak chuckle. Both held each other's hands as tightly as they could. All they had was each other at that point. Eliza laid her head down on her husband's shoulder. Once the physician entered, the worried parents rose.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton, your son is ready to see you now," he announced.

Neither of them thought twice before dashing into Philip's room. They surrounded him. Eliza took his hand.

"Are you going to be alright, Philip?" Alexander gently asked his son.

"I was shot in the hand, so the doc says that I should be okay. Still hurts like 'ell though. I only shot Eacker because he surprised me. You know me. I only wanted to scare him off. But I think that I got him too nervous. That b****** deserved it. If you had only heard the s*** he had said about Meggie and Theodosia. Imagine what you have done in my case, Pops," Philip answered.

"Philip language!" Eliza scolded, "But you still know that was wrong to do. Like I've told William. Secrets in our family only tear up apart. Not bring us together. I'm not extremely angry with you for dueling, only because you didn't tell anyone. I understand that you are an adult, so I can't punish you. But I'm still very disappointed with you."

Her son hung his head. "I'm sorry, Mom."

"Nothing can keep me from loving you, though, nothing on this Earth, baby."

Theodosia hadn't been feeling well for the past few hours. When she told Alex that she was going to rest, Theodosia ended up being sick. Lucy, who from her understanding was a girl that Alex liked, took charge of taking care of her. John promised to get her father. But Aaron could not arrive fast enough. Theo's mind was filled of thoughts towards her father and Philip. The two men that she yearned for.

"What do you think it is?" Lucy asked her.

"Hmm?"

"Do you think it's just a fever or something else?"

"I don't know."

Now that Theo thought back, her symptoms felt too familiar to her. She had a few dizzy spells and mood swings. Just like she had before Meggie was born. Theodosia had missed one or two of her monthlies. Could this be? A sibling for Meggie. The thought put a smile on her face. Philip would be so happy.

Philip.

Was he alive? Dead? Theodosia couldn't take his death. With two young children, one of which wasn't even born yet who was fatherless where would she go? Live with her father? Move in with the Hamiltons. Both were options. But it pained her to have to think of it. Theodosia pushed the thought out of her mind.

Her husband had to be alright.

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