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Alexander felt the breath leave his body.
The Hemings Pamphlet.
The bane of his existence.
It was highlighted in all the News Articles and all the TV news would talk about.
He felt tears rise up in his eyes and they slowly trickle down his face.
“Alexander, why don’t you- Alexander? Alexander!” Angelica panics, immediately grabbing a sobbing Alex.
“Why would he, how could he, I don’t?” Alex managed through gasping breaths.
“Ange- Alex!” Eliza yells, running out the door into the rain.
The rest trickle out slowly.
They read the paper after they manage to pry it from Alexander’s shaking hands.
“That son of a bitch,” Mary snarls.
“Was I not enough?” Alexander whispers brokenly.
“Oh honey, no,” Maria coos. “You are perfect, love. You’re passionate, loving, generous, and the most intelligent person I have ever met. If Jefferson can’t see that, he’s an idiot.”
Alexander curls into Peggy’s side. They stay like that for about half an hour before Burr breaks the silence.
“I’m going back to the office,” Aaron said sharply.
“I’m coming with you,” Alex says, jumping to his feet.
Immediately, black spots cloud his vision and he starts to sway.
Immediately Aaron catches him.
“No,” Aaron says.
“Yes,” Alex says, defiantly.
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Please,” Alex begs.
Aaron closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose.
“So that’s a yes?”
“Shut up and go pack,” Aaron grumbles.
“Thank you!” Alexander says quietly.
Burr sighs but nods.
They sit in the car for a comfortable silence.
“You can’t kill Jefferson, you know,” Alexander says, ending the echoing silence.
“I can and I will,” Burr counters, pulling out his laptop to start writing.
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Aaron.”
“What?”
“Don’t. Trust me.”
“Why?”
“Public humiliation.”
“Excuse me?”
“You think what you can do is bad. You don’t hold a candle to the press. They’re going to eat that shit up. But they’re going to make Sally seem like the bad guy. ‘What a manipulative whore.’ ‘What a bitchy slut.’ And everyone is going to make it look like it's Sally’s fault. It is her fault. But it’s Thomas’s too. And every time he sees someone he loves, he’s going to get reminded how he betrayed them and didn’t even have to pay for it,” Alex says.
Burr looks up shocked. And then he laughs.
Alexander blinks in surprise but eventually he also smiles a little as Aaron full on guffaws.
“Sometimes I forget how damn smart you are,” Burr says, wiping at a few stray tears from the force of laughter.
They finally arrive outside the Oval building.
George is there waiting.
“Son-” Washington starts.
“I’ve got this.” Alexander says, monotone as he walks towards Thomas’s office.
Martha leaves George’s side and goes to follow but Aaron rests a placating hand on her arm.
“Let him. It will be ok,” he reassures the omega,
Martha chews on her bottom lips and looks torn but agrees nevertheless.
Alexander walks straight to Thomas’s office.
“You need a meeting,” Sally said haughtily.
Alexander gazed at the woman.
Dark circles, bruises around her wrists and biceps.
People were hurting her for touching Thomas.
‘Serves her right,’ a small voice in Alex’s head said.
Alex pushes it down.
“I don’t need an appointment, Sally. I would let me through if you know what’s good for you,” Alexander says casually, eyes speaking volumes.
Sally lowers her head and lets him through.
Alexander notices her embarrassment and irritation.
He revels in it.
“Thomas,” he says cooly, addressing the man at the desk.
Jefferson looks in shock at the omega.
He quickly tries to stand but Alexander lifts a hand to silence him.
“I wanted to say I would like to arrange a meeting with you and Madison to speak about my debt plan,” Alexander said.
“Alex, wait, please, I can explain-” Thomas starts.
“Set up the meeting, Secretary Jefferson.” Alexander snaps.
Thomas flinches at the use of his title.
Alexander turns to leave but stops at the door.
He turns and says 5 forsaken words before he leaves.
“I hope that you burn.”