I know it's past Thanksgiving, sorry. But this chapter is really cool anyway. I got a little carried away with the description of John, if it bothers you, you should skip over it. I don't think so, but it might be a little chapter worked on their relationship a little bit.

It's almost Thanksgiving! I'm so excited, I'm looking forward to spending time with John and Philip. Philip and Theodosia are getting closer, so that's great. I gave a great speech today and Thomas Jefferson shut his mouth, and John successfully completed an operation he was stressing about. He has the week off too! Overall, everything is amazing!

I feel so bad about embarrassing Philip. I was drunk, and I forgot to tell him. I just wanted them to be together. Thomas had been talking that day, and there had been an enormous debate at work. I came home to find John on the couch, and asked if we could go get a drink. He agreed, and I don't remember much after that. I remember John pushing me up against the wall, and Philip slamming the door. He still won't talk to me, he only addresses John.

Hopefully, this week will help him come around. John has insisted that we invite Theodosia and Aaron over for dinner on Thanksgiving. AARGH!

At least it's not Jefferson. But John wouldn't invite Jefferson, Thomas reminds him too much of his homophobic father.

John and I are going shopping for Thanksgiving items. Philip is filming a news segment with Theodosia at her home. I don't need to worry, since Aaron is even stricter than me. I didn't think that was possible.

I am startled out of my thoughts by John's voice.

"Ready?" John says, swiping the car keys off the counter and pocketing them as he comes out of the foyer.

I turn to face him. And I almost fall out of my chair. He looks stunning.

His corduroy pants that are like jeans, his plaid shirt, and his soft gray plush jacket throw me for a spin.

"You could be a model…" I murmur as I walk up to him and give him a cushy hug.

He leans into my touch.

Gee, I'm a lawyer, but you'd never know based on the way this man makes me fall for him.

I bite my lip, almost wanting to push him back toward our bedroom, but we have work to do.

"I feel so underdressed to be with this beautiful hunk." I murmur.

John smiles. "Nope, you always dress so nice, I felt like I had to prove I deserve you, even though I don't."

I shake my head. "You're so pretty, how can you say that, Jackie?"

"But you're so smart, I would love even a tenth of your intelligence." He smiles.

I smirk, kissing John passionately. He is not ready, and he stumbles backward. I land on top of him, and smile as he spins on top and lifts me up.

"Okay, we do actually do have to leave." John reminds me.

"You're right." I murmur dreamily.

We climb into his car and drive to the store.

John grabs a cart as I consult the list.

"Okay, we need turkey, potatoes, stuffing, cranberries..."" I read out the list, and then add, "And your amazing style of Southern cooking."

John laughs. He grew up in South Carolina, and had to learn to cook at an early age because of his father. But he mastered it, and now he makes the most amazing food. More than anything else, though, is his homemade cranberry sauce. It tastes like the South and I feel like I've known him way longer when it hits my tongue. I can taste everything about John, his past, present, life experiences, etc. in the sauce, it's so amazing.

We collect most of the items, and then go to get the cranberries.

"I wonder how these are so sweet if cranberries are really bitter and grown like rice." John comments amusedly.

"They add all sorts of things, Jackie. Like prunes." I inform him.

"Really?" He asks.

"Yeah. Let me show you." I tell him. "I've had prunes enough times to know."

"Yep. Expected when your immune system is weaker than your knees around me." He teases as I move toward the bag.

He holds the bag over his head, teasing me, and since he's so much taller than me, I have to jump to grab it.

I jump with awkward footing, and grab the bag, but then I fall badly and land on John and he tips over.

A man and a woman that have entered the same aisle look at us, and I hear the man mutter, "Damn homosexuals."

But I ignore him, because his opinion has no bearing on me.

When we get home, John starts cooking, and soon the kitchen is full of the wonderful aroma of Southern cooking.

I tell John that I am going to get Philip, and he nods, still intent on cooking.

I drive to Aaron's house and pick up Philip, thanking Theodosia for having him over.

She brushes away the apologies for lateness and I am impressed at how well-rounded she is. Until Aaron comes around the corner and looks at me with that critical stare of his.

"Thanks for having him, I'm glad they got to do some work together." I thank Aaron.

"Yes. It is fine." Aaron says curtly. "Thank you for inviting us for Thanksgiving dinner, we will see you on Thursday."

"No problem. John's actually back home cooking right now." I say jovially.

Aaron stiffens. I wonder if it's because I reminded him that I am bisexual.

I lead Philip off the porch, and we have almost made it to the steps when Aaron calls after me.

"And Hamilton, do try to keep your mouth shut if you want to win the case."

"Why, you…" I mutter angrily.

But I leave it. We can discuss on Thursday.

On Thursday, John and I dress up nicely, for the holiday.

Oh my goodness, John is so hot.

Philip dresses up too, to impress Theodosia.

I go in to check on him, and he's modeling in front of the mirror. I smile.

"You look very nice, Philip. I am sure Theodosia will be happy to see you." I say gently.

And maybe because it's Thanksgiving, Philip turns to face me. "Thank you, Papa. I hope so. I am sorry about yelling at you, you didn't deserve it."

"It's fine, do not worry." I reply.

He hugs me gently, and his untied tie brushes against my chest. I laugh, as the tie tickles me. He turns around, embarrassed that he doesn't know how to tie a tie. I help him tie it, and then I leave to check on John, who is making final preparations.

I set the table, and as I look up from placing the last fork, the doorbell rings.

Philip comes out of his bedroom to answer the door. He opens it magnanimously, and greets Theodosia in a hug.

I smile. Aaron exchanges polite greetings with John and I.

We sit down to dinner, and I am again shocked at how wonderful John's cranberry sauce is.

Aaron asks in a patient voice. "This is excellent cranberry sauce. Which brand is it?"

John jumps in. "It is cranberries from a field, and I made the sauce myself. I love to make it myself."

Aaron looks surprised. "Really? It is wonderful!"

I am a little amazed at how calm and normal Aaron can be. It is a pleasant change from his cold office demeanor.

Philip and Theodosia are deep in conversation, and they both look so happy to be close to one another.

"Philip and Theodosia are really sweet." I remark happily.

John concurs. And then Aaron slowly draws out, "Yes. They are very nice together."

I am shocked. Aaron is agreeing with me, and allowing Philip and Theodosia? This is a magical Thanksgiving.

At the end of dinner, Philip and Theodosia head off to Philip's room for a few minutes.

John, Aaron, and I go to check on them covertly. They are politely talking on his bed.

John and I smile. I place a kiss on John, and he wraps his arm around my waist. I catch Aaron watching us. He looks not disgusted, but sad. I know his wife died a few years ago of illness and he is so faithful to her that he won't marry again. He concentrates all his energy on Theodosia.

I break apart from John and give him a gentle hug.

"I'm sorry about Theodosia." I whisper.

"It's fine. I miss her so much, though. Happy Thanksgiving." He says kindly.

"Happy Thanksgiving." I reply, inviting John to join the hug.

Philip and Theodosia leave Philip's room, ignoring the fact that we were clearly watching them.

"Bye, Theodosia!" Philip says wistfully.

"Bye, Philip." Theodosia looks like she wants to kiss Philip, but hesitates.

"Come along, Theodosia." Aaron commands.

They walk down the stairs and I see them climb into their car from the window.

"Well, that was the most amazing Thanksgiving ever." I declare.

John accedes.

Philip comes into the living room. "Theodosia is so wonderful. I know it must have been difficult, but thank you Papa and Dad for planning everything and being calm about Mr. Burr."

"No problem." John and I comment in unison.

"Group hug." Philip insists.

And that is how I remember the most wonderful Thanksgiving yet, in a group hug.

Bonjour! This story now has 29 pages, according to my writing program. Also, sorry I didn't get to bullying, I am planning to put that in the next one. I am still behind a little bit, but thank you all for being patient. I had pre-written a chapter of "Character Ships" to put out if time started to get the best of me. I might put that out on Tuesday for you all. Also, I noticed there was some confusion. Some of your stories have been started already. But the others, like Hamilfan 321 was first and then others followed. In an attempt to be fair, if you can remember the day you first requested the story, I will follow that guide to which order I write in. Sorry about the delay, I had a lot of work, and then I had writer's block, which was great. I might actually get images, yay! I'm getting into Downton Abbey, it's so awesome! Any other fans out there, let me know! Alexander actually referred to John as Jackie, and I read somewhere that Lafayette may have been queer for Alexander. I am not saying this is true, I was just surprised to read it. Maybe Mullette or Lafayette/Adrienne and Hercules/Elizabeth for the next chapter? Where should I add them?

Also, I recommend you check out the Lams version of "Never Enough" on YouTube. Let me know if you can watch it without crying. I certainly couldn't. It's by "alexisnotupset."

M.J.: I was looking back through, and looked for the picture of Thomas. I can't find it, but that one would be great for the Enchanted Forest. Thank you for your synopsis of all the suggestions you have given, as it makes it easier to find all of them. Also, I started watching Once Upon A Time, it is very interesting. I am still on the first episode. Thank you for explaining that there are flashbacks, I would have been a little confused otherwise.

Hamilfan 321: I have begun writing your story, but I cannot find the powers/talents of the characters, like John, Lafayette, etc. Please remind me of which talent each person has. Also, how come several people have Lafayette as a fire-related person? There is no problem, I am just wondering if he had some issue with fire?

Annie Samsons: Thank you for all the other information about the story. Is the story mostly a flashback? Or does it pick up with the case?

Batgirl'66: Thank you for telling me about the location, I will include that. Also, I have a book on Benedict Arnold, so I might incorporate that.

The next story will have no review responses, but you can look out for those in the following week's story. Another update to this story coming soon! For Christmas. Happy Holidays and good luck on finals! Please review! ;)

-HamiltonAsparagus

P.S. Batgirl'66 reminded me to make a statement. Our hearts go out to those victimized in shootings and other events worldwide. We also hope that there is a way to help the shooters receive mental assistance before they feel there is a need to take such action.

In view of Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day, I ask all of you to take a moment to realize the gravity of our history. Thank you.