A/N: Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, LOOK WHICH BITCH IS BACK!?

SteamPunk Wilson: THE LIBERTY BEHIND LIBERATION I INTEND TO PROVE BEYOND A SHADOW OF A DOUBT WITH MY

Aww, Laurens, that was cute!

Reply: ASSISTANT COUNCIL! Co-council! Hamilton, sit down!

And yes, LAURENS DID A GOOD

James blinked his eyes open, almost jumping back at his close he was Thomas. It wasn't bad, just took him aback. He smiled, edging closer again, realising Jefferson was holding him around the waist. James ran his hand through Thomas's fluffy hair, sighing happily. Thomas's eyes opened abruptly, and he screamed, releasing James.

"Tommy! What's going on? Did I do something?!" Madison exclaimed, leaping out of bed.

"It's not you, Jemmy! Thomas yelped, burying his head into the pillows, crying lightly.

"What do I do!?" James ran in circles around the room, running his hands through his short hair.

"Pills! Cabinet!" Jefferson shouted, gripping his leg hard, digging his nails into the skin.

"Pills! Got it!" Madison jumped over to he cabinet, grabbing the pill bottle, quickly twisting off the cap, tipping one out. "Here!" He quickly handed it to a sobbing Thomas, realising he was in to much pain to even lift his arm. Quickly, he picked the pill back up, popping it in Jefferson's mouth. James then sat by his side, whispering sweet nothings. "It's okay, Tommy... you're okay, I'm here... it's alright..." Eventually Thomas stopped whimpering. The alarm they had set went off, and James sighed.

"It's never been that bad, kitten... it's never hurt that much! Why does it hurt more now? Am I getting worse!?" Jefferson whined, looking up at his boyfriend.

"You're not, Tommy, if anything, it's getting better!" James said, standing up.

"Sure, not only do I ache all over, but I was given a temporary cane that looks like it belongs to an old man!" Thomas groaned sitting up and grabbing the handle of his 'old man cane', standing up.

"Your birthdays coming up, no?" James smiled, he had been planning a present ever since Thomas was out of hospital.

"Yeah? What's that got to do with anything?" Thomas sighed, hobbling to the doorway.

"Nothing!" James giggled, kissing the tip of Jefferson's nose.

"Okay..."He said skeptically, limping out the room to his own.

James buttoned up his suit jacket, running into the kitchen and grabbing a slice of toast. "Tommy? Love, you okay?" He asked, pushing open his boyfriends door. Madison was surprised to find that Jefferson wasn't there.

"Boo!" Thomas whispered into James's ear, placing a hand on his shoulder. Madison jumped, slapping his hand away playfully.

"What the hell, Tommy!"

"We're gonna miss our bus, kitten, we should go!" Thomas laughed, fishing his keys out his pocket.

"Okay!"

Thomas clambered off the bus, heaving himself up the stairs to his office, James hot on his heels.

"My god, I wish they would install an elevator." Jefferson finally opened the door to his office, greeted by a certain short man sitting inside.

"Thomas? What's the matter?" James asked, stopping behind him. He looked under Jefferson's arm, spotting the man. "Burr?"

"Ah, Madison. Off to your office I presume!" Aaron said, his tone signalling Madison to leave.

James took one last glance at Thomas before slinking off across the hall.

"Burr, what are you doing here?" Jefferson stepped in, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Well, I have some news." Aaron rolled his eyes, "you've got a Cabinet Meeting today, have fun." Burr stood up.

"Wait! Am I not supposed to get some warning?" Thomas questioned, smiling angrily. 'Stay calm, you know this is just Hamilton trying to screw you over!' He told himself.

"Yes, but it was only decided on yesterday. It's quite important, I guess." Burr began to advance towards the door.

"What's it on?"

"Health care," Burr walked behind Thomas opening the door. "Goodbye, Jefferson."

"See ya, Burr."

Madison swung his legs at his desk, whistling and filling out some more paperwork. The door of his office opened speedily and Jefferson hobbled in. "Tommy?"

Thomas sighed, walking in and closing the door. "Kitten," he huffed again.

"What, Thomas? I am busy."

"Not for much longer!" He exclaimed in annoyance, curling his toes to avoid punching a wall.

"Why? What's going on?" James put his pen down, tilting his head.

"We've got a Cabinet Meeting, yay." Jefferson rolled his eyes, stamping his foot. "Hamilton's trying to screw us over, Jemmy! It's not fair!" He whined.

"Really?" James stood up, "Hmm, when abouts?"

"Soon!" Thomas sighed unhappily. "Kitten, I need a hug!" He whined, outstretching his arms, cane still in hand.

James rolled his eyes, standing up. He walked over to Jefferson, wrapping his arms around his waist. "You give good hugs, kitten..." Thomas said quietly, resting his chin on Madison's head.

"Thanks, Tommy."

There was a knock at the door and the two split apart, Madison darted back to his desk. "Mr Madison?" WASHINGTON!

"Yes?"

"Ah, Mr Jefferson, I was looking for you too! The Cabinet Meetings in 15 minutes, I assume Hamilton told you while you were in hospital, Jefferson." George smiled.

"Uh, no!" He exclaimed, stamping his foot.

"Oh... well... I hope you have something prepared!"

Thomas sighed and Washington closed the door.

"What are we gonna do, Kitten?"

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Thanks for reading! Sorry this took longer, I had writers block! Hopefully, this story should have around 25-30 chapters! I'll then be making Oneshots and (HOPEFULLY) a Mullette story. (Fucking OTP)

Have a great day/night!