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Okay, I was doing some family history earlier today and I found something amazing out. I am related to Alexander Hamilton! I'm just really excited about that, so I felt like sharing. I'm also related to James Madison and John Adams (who doesn't have a real job, anyway). Sorry if this sounds like I'm bragging, I'm just super happy about that!

I don't own Hamilton.

Chapter Twenty

It was strange to think about. Philip being a father again. Eliza still remembered the day that the couple announced their pregnancy. But when her granddaughter passed on, it reminded her too much of what had happened all those years ago. Her miscarriage.

She was thinking about how when she woke up one morning, there was something wrong. Blood was covering the sheets. Eliza was well into her pregnancy. Alexander was still sound asleep while his wife was panicking. Later that day the doctor came. He pronounced it a miscarriage. There was tears. So many tears from everyone. Especially her. Eliza felt as if she had failed. Failed her baby because her body refused to keep it. Failed her children by not giving them the sibling they had waited for. Failed Alexander. He was more than heartbroken.

"Betsy," said Alexander, once he saw how devastated his wife was, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, Alexander! Remember when we lost our baby…?" As her husband nodded, she took a deep breath. "Well, when Meggie passed away it reminded me too much of that day. I understand Teddy so much. Both losing children. It breaks my heart to know that she and Philip had to go through that. Why? Just why?"

The couple held each other. Somehow Eliza was able to ignore her tears. Thinking about Meggie and Theodosia was making it worse.

"Alexander, are you all right?" she asked him, suddenly.

"I think so, love, why?"

"Just after Teddy yelled at you yesterday…"

He cursed softly. "I felt awful. But it is Teddy we're talking about. I've known her ever since she was born. Been a second father to her ever since. You were her mother when hers was gone. I still can't believe that you hired her as a governess behind my back."

Eliza pocked him in the sternum. "Had to be done, my Alexander." She paused for a second. "You know, I had this idea. What if we opened the first private orphanage in New York City? In Meggie's name?"

Before Alexander could answer, George Washington the dog came in. He licked his face. Eliza laughed at her husband's unamused gaze. The dog immediately licked her. Giving him a laugh. After William caught the animal, Alexander said,

"Back to what we were saying before, I think it's a great idea, Betsey. We'll get started as soon as we can. Just don't let that dog in on any of this. Sometimes I have nightmares about it calling me 'son' and wearing a general uniform."

After an appointment with the doctor, Theodosia was beaming. It was true. She was going to be a mother again. Once she got home, Theo ran inside to tell her husband the news. Philip had been moved out of the doctor's house to their bed. He had been resting there for about a week now.

"It's true, Pippy, we're having a baby," Theodosia announced.

Philip couldn't help but grin. He would have sprang up from the bed and embraced his wife, except that he couldn't. But Theodosia sat next to him. The couple held each other for a moment before Theo jumped up.

"I need to tell Meggie! She'll be so happy that she's getting another sibling!" she exclaimed, running out of the room.

"Wait! Theo! Remember, Meggie passed on!" Philip tried for what seemed the thousandth.

His wife scowled. "Stop saying that! I'll prove it to you!" With that she ran into Meggie's old room.

Even though he wasn't supposed to, Philip jumped out of bed. He dashed into the room. He found Theodosia staring blankly at Meggie's old cradle. Carefully, he placed his hand onto her shoulder.

"She's… she's really gone… Isn't she?" said Theodosia. Her voice cracked. His strong wife was crying to herself. "I miss her, Philip!"

"I know… I know…" He smoothed her hair, as she cried into his chest. "I know…"

The dam exploded for the both of them. All they had was each other. Theodosia knew that she had to be strong. For this baby. Yet it seemed impossible. Even her husband was sobbing. Her daughter was dead. That was that. Meggie was in a better place. A place were the evil world would be counted as dirt. Meggie was safe. Theodosia liked to think that her mother was watching over her.

"Why don't we visit her grave tomorrow. We can give her the good news," Philip suggested, as his wife wiped away her last tear.

"I would like that."

"Hello, Meggie. We wanted to visit you. Guess what? You're getting a little sibling," whispered Theodosia, "We love you."

Philip put his warm hand on his wife's shoulder. "We both do. And we miss you."

I'll be honest, this isn't my proudest chapter, but I have a cold right now so that's great. Not looking for sympathy, I only wanted to explain myself. Now I sound like Alexander.

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