The Place To Be: A Hamiton Fic

Chapter Five: Friendsgiving (Part 1)

"It's not you I'm worried about."my mom grumbled, grabbing her keys and walking out the door as fast as humanly possible. Poor mom. At least everyone was leaving tonight.

I pulled two pots out of the cupboard and started banging them together rhythmically. "Everyone get their asses in the kitchen now!" I ordered.

Herc, Laf, Washington, and the Schuyler sisters walked into the kitchen , all five of them dragging their feet.

"Please don't ask me to make the food because I'm a girl." Angelica mumbled. "I'll punch you."

"Uh, no offense, but no one is going to be making food tonight. I don't trust any of you; we're ordering Chinese. No, I called you all here to talk about Alex." I rubbed my hands together. "You guys, what are we going to say to him?"

Herc rolled his eyes. "It's pretty simple, kiddo. 'Hi! Your name is Alexander Hamilton, your hormones are almost as out of control as your mouth, and you used to be dead but now you aren't.' Pretty simple."

"We can't tell him about Maria!" Eliza begged, her eyes wide. "If he doesn't remember cheating on me, then maybe we can convince him that the two of us were still dating and-"

"There is no way in hell you are taking that monster back." Angelica interrupted, her fists clenched and eyes blazing.

Washington banged on the table to get everyone to shut up. "You can't lie to him, Eliza." He said angrily. "Alex needs our help. We have to tell him the truth, okay? All of it."

"It's been so long." Laf muttered, lowering himself into a chair slowly. "I can't believe we're going to see him again...."

I sighed. "Personally, I don't really want to think about it."

"When's he coming?" Herc asked.

"Well, it's eleven-thirty." I said, reading the clock above the stove. "And Alex told me he'd be here at like noon. So he should be here any minute now-"

I was interrupted by a knock at the door. Washington's eyes widened.

"I'll get that." I backed away quickly and scrambled to the door. I fumbled with the lock for a moment but finally managed to fling the door open. And there he was. Alexander Hamilton.

"Hi." Alex smiled and shyly pushed a strand of hair out of his eyes. "I'm sorry I'm a little early. Are you and your friends ready for me?"

"Yes, come in." I grabbed his hand and practically dragged Alex into my house. "We're in the kitchen." I said, dropping Alex's hand reluctantly and leading him down the hall.

"Ladies and gentleman." I said with a little smile, ushering Alex into the kitchen. "It's my pleasure to introduce you all to Alex."

I was met with silence and shocked faces. Eliza slowly made her way over to Alex, her hand outstretched in longing to touch him.

"My name is Eliza Schuyler." She said softly, dropping her hand to shake his.

"Alexander Hamilton." He said slowly, his brow furrowed in thought. "We knew each other, didn't we? I....I remember you."

Eliza nodded and looked at the ground shyly. "Yes. We....well, we dated for a bit, our junior and senior year."

"Oh." Alex bit his lip, looking a bit uncomfortable. Obviously he hadn't remembered that.

"I'm Angelica." Angelica swooped in to introduce herself and save Eliza from making things too awkward. "Eliza's older sister. You and I used to be very close before the accident, Alex. I hope I can help you regain some memories."

Alex smiled. "Thank you, Angelica."

Laf and Herc stepped forward next, their hands clasped together for support. "Hercules Mulligan. You and I were partners in crime, both literally and figuratively." He chuckled and shook his head, obviously thinking back to their adventures together.

"And I'm Lafayette." Laf was trying not to cry. "We were very close as well, mon ami. You were are the only other student at school who spoke French fluently." Laf smiled.

Alex's brow furrowed. "I speak French?" Lafs smile dropped instantly.

George Washington was the last person to introduce himself. "Hello, Alex." George spoke softly. "My name is George Washington. You may not remember this, but you and I worked together to take our school's football team to the championship. John Laurens over there, he won the game for us. For you. Afterwords, I recruited you to be my treasury secretary under my student council presidency. You were, and continue to be, my....well, my right hand man."

Alex took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, this is just a lot to take in. Could we start from the beginning please?"

We all looked around at each other, obviously thinking about the one person who could tell the entirety of Alex's story. The one person who refused to come.

"Well, Alex." I said, reaching for my laptop that was seated on the counter. "To do that, we'd have to make a very important call."