A/N: This is the conclusion you have all been waiting for. I worked for weeks to nail this conclusion and with finals, I hope you will forgive the lateness! I know many of you wanted to see some love for Peggy so I obliged! I tossed in some OOC elements to make it interesting. I wanted to play around with these awesome characters and place them in funny or cute situations even if it has no furtherance to the plot. Note this chapter is a bit more intimate, nothing too graphic. Indulge me please. Again please ignore any historical inaccuracies; they are either for fun or in my research missed. I hope you enjoy this fluffy end.

They stood in a field. This field seemed unfamiliar but behind them sat the same old house. This place looked just as real as the one she had just left. Everything was so exact, except for the alley that was supposed to be behind the house. Instead just a wide expansive field dotted with poppies and other wild flowers. It was coming back this was the field where next to the summer home her family went every year, some of her fondest memories were chasing Peggy in the field or Angelica teaching the fine art of daisy chains. Those summers were bliss and seeing the old field brought back pangs of nostalgia.

Before she let out tears of reminiscence a smell wafted to her nose. Was that mother's lemon tarts? She looked down and there before her was a dining table that had cakes and many sweets sitting on the table. There were many foods she had not eaten since she was a child and newer food she had never seen. A roast was steaming in center and a lovely bouquet in the center. Then Peggy bounced out behind the table and said, "Surprise!"

"Oh Peggy!" Eliza said happily. She had wondered where her darling little sister was. She had thought it odd when she entered this new world that her youngest sister was not there. But she could see that Peggy had been quite busy.

"Eliza!" she smiled.

"I was wondering where you were!" Eliza said while extricating her hand from Alexander's to run to her sister.

"Well, here I am! I wanted to make a small party in honor of you," Peggy said putting down a covered plate and happily grasping her sister's hand.

"It's perfect! What a lovely bouquet, see all of those "pointless" lessons on flower arrangement did not go to waste after all."

"No I am still hopeless at arranging plants, but it seems your Philip has a keen eye!"

"Where has gone off to?" Eliza said looking around before remembering he was safe here.

"I am sure he is off washing up, earlier had had bee hoping with the toads in the pond," Peggy laughed. Philip hated washing up for supper. He always tried to get out washing up, but Eliza always coaxed him into reluctantly scrubbing the day's dirt off.

"Yum! All this for me? You shouldn't have" a voice behind her said.

"Alexander this is my party after all," she smiled faux irritation.

"Ha-ha. Peggy would you excuse us for a second, I want to introduce Eliza to someone," Alexander said taking her hand again.

"Back in a moment," Eliza called behind her.

"Be back soon! Suppers almost ready and I won't have it go cold whilst you two are being cute in the field," Peggy teased rushing back in to grab another pot of something.

They walked up a small hill and at the top a man in military uniform like Alexander's stood. The man was at perfect attention stance, but there was no one else there.

"John?" Alexander inquired.

"Ah, Alexander," the man said.

John. Where had she learned this name? She remembered back and finally snatched the right memory.

"John Laurens?" she asked.

"How?" Alexander asked.

"He was at our wedding and he was… well forgive me, the John Lauren's whom we had received a letter about his death," she said before turning to John and saying, "I apologize."

"No need to," John said bowing and kissing her hand.

"Well no need to introduce you then, since I must have just had a lapse in memory. We seem to all know each other then," Alexander replied.

"Oh, but Alexander, we have shared but a few sentences. Besides that was then, we are here under new circumstances. We have not been properly introduced…" John said before Alexander cut him off.

"John I now remember you were my best man. I most certainty already introduced you to my beloved," Alexander said laughing.

"Regardless," John laughed.

"Fine if it would please you," Alexander said, "John Laurens this is my wonderful wife Elizabeth Schuyler Hamilton. Eliza please meet the man and friend who seems it necessary for redundant introductions, John Laurens."

"Charmed to be meeting you again Mrs. Elizabeth Schuyler Hamilton!" John said bowing and kissing her hand again.

"Eliza please. And it is a pleasure to meet you too sir."

"John is sufficient," he an Eliza laughed.

"Enjoying the after life?" John asked.

"I've only been here for…" she looked around. It was funny; she could not tell how long it had been since she arrived. Maybe it was only 15 minutes ago or perhaps it was 15 years. It had not felt like she had been here long.

Alexander noticed she was biting her lower lip, which she only did when she was anxious or unsure, and held his arm out, "No need to worry. You've got me around now."

She was reassured and took his arm. They turned to begin walking down the hill.

"John, coming?" Alexander said looking over his shoulder.

"Nah, go be with your wife. We have an eternity," John said smiling.

"John, do join us! You would be welcome," Eliza said.

"You are most gracious. Thank you but not tonight. Perhaps soon though!" John said excitedly

"I'll catch up with you and the other mates later," Alexander promised.

"Sounds good."

They began walking back down the hill to the small feast. "Alexander, how are all these people here?"

"I am not sure. As I have said God is not good at responding to my inquiries. After beseeching him to let me see you, I decided I was not going to just sit around do I began writing him with questions."

"Can you give me an example?"

"Well my first letter contained questions as to the geography and terrain as such. I asked where exactly this place is nautically. You see we are not in the clouds as our Reverend said and we are most certainty not in fire and brimstone. I asked as to how a beach or mountains can appear whenever I like."

"I see," Eliza smirked. Of course he would ask such questions. Who else would care where Heaven was.

"I then asked him, the very question you just asked. It seems as though anyone we treasured can be here."

"Then just how did you confront Ecker? You cannot tell me you treasured him. If what you said earlier about beating him up, how would that be possible?"

"Eliza, nothing gets past you! Heaven is meant to bring you sublime pleasure and it gives me great pleasure to berate the man who had the gull to kill our precious son. Besides I only saw him in that pre-Heaven. I do not think he is here," Alexander said plainly.

"Regardless now that we are all together, I wish you not to beat him up whether he is here or not. It would not bring me pleasure. I feel our past mortal lives are completed and now must focus on us now, together," Eliza said looking into his eyes with firm resolve.

"Anything."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Then coming up to them, she saw Angelica and a grown Philip striding next to her. Alexander silently slipped past the sisters and ruffled Philip hair before going inside to wash up.

"Ma!" he exclaimed.

"My boy!"

"Never leave. It is so good to see you again!" he said as she kissed his cheeks.

"Not in a million years," Eliza said embracing her son.

Eliza pulled back and saw Philip at his most radiant. His curls gleamed in the son and he was perfect.

"I hope you have washed up? You've had plenty of time," she teased him.

"Yes ma," Philip said with a knowing eye roll and beam.

"Supper is served," Angelica said smiling before attacking her sister with a hug.

"I apologize for the wait," Eliza said hugging her sister. She knew she had just seen her marvelous older sister but still. After years apart, now she couldn't think of a reason in the world to let her go. Well, she could as soon as Peggy exited the house with a large cake.

"Eliza you're back!" Peggy said running up and giving another hug to Eliza.

"When did you learn to cook?"

"I always had a passion for it, here the pantry is never empty and cupboards stocked. So I figured now is the best time to learn and besides, at least you were not at Angelica's party," Peggy smiled.

"She is right. But it was still a lovely party," Angelica said kindly.

Eliza then felt a small tug on her skirt. She looked down and she saw her 9-year-old son. "Mama, I am hungry."

"Of course darling," Eliza said picking her son up and walking closer to the dinning table.

Alexander was standing behind a chair and Eliza sat down. "Here," Alexander said taking Philip. He placed Philip on the right of Eliza and he said down to her left. The two sisters sat across from the family, and in the candlelight it looked like a perfect family gathering.

"How is it evening mama? Do I have to go to bed soon?" Philip asked in his small voice.

"I'm not sure. Alexander, perhaps you can answer?"

"Well, son, I am not quite sure myself. But it does seem appropriate given it is suppertime. And no you do not have to go to bed, you can go to bed whenever you like," Alexander said as he rose to help Philip cut his food.

"It must be pleasant never needing to sleep. You must get a lot of work done," Eliza commented. The idea of choosing when to sleep and when to do anything she wanted pleased her.

"My work is done, now that you're here, and we are all together," Alexander said gesturing to the whole table. He finished with Philip's food and kissed Eliza on her cheek.

"Uhem!" Angelica coughed with a slight smirk on her expression. Eliza smiled. It was just like old times.

"Peggy, might I ask but what is this?" Alexander said holding up a slice of flattened bread.

"That, for all of your infinite wisdom is pizza. To be precise this kind of pizza is called "Hawaiian"," Peggy chuckled.

"Hawaiian pizza? Alexander said slowly, "Never heard of it. Not in any of the books I have read."

"Yes, I guess people in the future eat it," she said, "So you could never know about this."

"Looks different," Alexander, said examining the piece from all angles. He even gave it a small sniff after poking it a bit.

"What is this?" he said pulling a something fruity off.

"Does it matter what is on it? Stop playing with your food and eat it you silly!" Peggy said, "It's delicious."

"If you say so," Alexander looked skeptical and then bit in.

"So… is it good?" Peggy asked after a short silence.

"Is it good? My goodness this is heavenly! I have died and gone to Heaven!" Alexander said leaning his head back in pure bliss. The whole table laughed.

"Peggy, my darling little sister, how do you know about the future," Eliza asked, taking her own piece of pizza. She bit in and discovered just what Alexander had just experienced.

"Shhh. I have my secrets," Peggy said slyly with a cocked eyebrow.

"It's true. It seems our little sister, always had secrets," Angelica said and poked Peggy in her side.

"Yowza!" she shrieked.

"Mama, sleepy," Philip said rubbing his eyes.

"Yes, Philip. Let's get you into bed," she said getting up, waving Alexander's pleas to put Philip to bed, "Come darling."

"Eliza, you just got here. Sit with your sisters and catch up, it's fine I can take Philip," Alexander tried again.

"Hush you!" Eliza said placing her finger over his lips, "I haven't tucked our son in for more then 50 some years and I am not going to let another day pass. Besides always have tomorrow, or the next, or even the next to be with my sisters."

"Yes ma'am," Alexander laughed and mock saluted her. She just rolled her eyes and took the soft and familiar hand that clung so tightly.

Eliza then led him to the house. She navigated him up the stairs and down the familiar hall to the nursery. Eliza found this nursery was exactly like the one who had known, and everything was in the same spot. She got him ready for bed like she had every night, when he was small. How she missed these moments, like brushing his curly hair or changing him into his nightclothes.

Once, Philip was all cleaned up and in bed, she sat there brushing his hair out of his face.

"Mama?"

"Yes my little prince?"

"Will you sing me the song? The one about the sleeping animals?" he said looking up, his green eyes flashing in the flickering candlelight.

"Of course," she said remembering the song.

As she sang, every word took Philip away to a peaceful sleep. She was near the end of the song when she saw a shadow of the floor. Looking around and she saw Alexander leaning on the doorframe.

"Shh..." she said softly smiling.

Alexander walked closer to her and when she looked back at Philip had had done that trick of turning back to 19.

"Peaceful," she sighed.

"Yes."

They both stood there for a moment. The last time they saw him like this, he was in agony, but now it was just the three of them. She even heard the familiar crickets and the ever so distant sound of horses. This place even had the sound of New York streets perfected so it was just comforting without being loud and boisterous.

"Betsey."

"Yes?"

"Come with me. I think we should retire," Alexander said gently.

"I agree," she said rising.

Together linked arms and Alexander grabbed the candle. He led them down the hallway to their room. When he opened the door, Eliza found unsurprisingly the smell to be the same.

She began to undress slowly, as Alexander began removing his stiff military coat. Soon Eliza was down to her corset and stockings.

"Could you help me undo…" she asked before he cut in, "Of course. I can't believe you still wear a corset in Heaven."

"Here my corset doesn't pinch. It doesn't hurt or feel tight even. Hmmm, I barely even noticed it," she said in amusement.

"Well my beautiful, you need no longer wear it if you wish," he said kindly as each tug loosened the thing.

Now she was now in her shift and without making a move, Alexander knelt down and began to remove each stocking slowly.

"Oh, Betsey, how I missed this," he signed into her leg.

Eliza ran her hands through his mess of hair and taking out the ribbon that held his hair back. She placed it between her teeth and when he looked up he smiled.

"Give that back," he said smiling.

"Come and get it," she whispered. Now that her stockings were off she scampered onto the bed.

"I think I must," he said with a slight growl that the few times she heard it made her skin tingle in excitement.

Eliza was lying on the bed she had always shared. No thought of the scandal crossed her mind. Right now it was just Alexander and she, and nothing else mattered. This love felt like the first time they were in this position.

Alexander was undressed now and was propped on one shoulder next to her.

"Ready?" Alexander asked cautiously.

"Ready. Don't be shy," she smiled.

"Not shy. It's just I cannot believe you are here. I cannot believe this is all real," he said.

"Believe it," she said and before he could say anything she kissed him. In that moment, Alexander became himself.

A little later, they lay next to each other. Both in ultimate pleasure, a pleasure they had not felt in so long. Eliza awoke to the dawn and realized she must have fallen asleep; the spot next to her was empty. Is this all a dream? Please God make this all real.

In the middle of her silent prayers, Alexander entered the room.

"Thank goodness! I thought you had left me and this was all just a dream," Eliza let out a sigh of relief.

"Never. As long as I'm alive, Eliza, I swear to God you'll feel so," Alexander said looking into her eyes.

"I cannot believe I get eternity with you! Or with anyone I love," she said running her hands through his hair.

"Nor I. Here I cannot do anything foolish, so I can never hurt you again," Alexander promised.

"Oh Alexander."

"I hurt you more then I should have. I hurt our son! You or anyone never deserved my stupidity and for that I should be punished but instead here we are," Alexander reaffirmed.

"Someday we will forget our mortal lives and instead it will be us. We will welcome our other children and soon we will just be a family," Eliza said, "No more talk of the past."

Again I hope you enjoyed this series! That slight growl? It is the exact same one as heard in Helpless. Let me know if there are any topics or ideas you want to be seen in a future story. Oh and I will be doing a Les Miserables version of this, so stay tuned if you liked this form of story!