Something's not right...
"-ica!" Where was she? "-lica!" It was dark here, was she floating? "-Gelica!" Someone was calling her name... "Angelica!"
Angelica opened her eyes, groaning in pain. Where was she? The sound of beeping entered her ears, and she tries to swat at whatever was making the noise, unsuccessful.
"I think she's awake? I don't know?" Her vision was blurry, but it slowly started sharpening. She took a deep breath. The smell of a very steralized room filled her nostrils. She was in the hospital.
"Lizzaaa?" Ugh, she sounded like she was drunk, and she hated that. "Whattt? Liza where?"
"Your in the hospital. Active shooter threat at the white house, they managed to get in. They nicked you pretty bad on your left side." Angelica hadn't even noticed her left side throbbing in pain until Eliza had said something about it. She tugged at the gown she was in until she could see the bandages, staring at them. That's not right... When did she get shot? And when was there an active shooter?
"Doctor says that you can go home soon, at least." A newer voice joins, the voice from before. It's Maria. Maria... Lewis, Angelica thought her name was. "You've been out for a few days."
"Few days?" She groans, sitting up, ignoring the rapid beeping that had started up."Washingtons going to killl me-"
"Washington isnt president, anymore, Angelica." Eliza says, a small frown on her face. "It's Ah, Benedict Arnold. George put him as Vice President." When did Arnold get to be Vice preisdent? Thats not right at all. Last she heard (And knew!) John Adams was Vice president. There was SOMETHING she was forgetting, and as she looked around the room, she slightly remembered.
"Peggy, wheres Peggy?" Eliza stands as the nurses come in, and Angelica looks over at her, seeing her upset expression. She let's her sister and Maria leave without a word, confused.
"Glad to see your awake ma'am." The doctor says, holding a clipboard in his hands. "Your vital signs seem normal, which means you'll be able to go home tonight. Your parents are here to pick you and your friends up as they are-"
"Wheres Peggy?" Angelica says, more confidently than when she asked Eliza. Her throat hurt a bit, and Angelica summarized it up to aparently being asleep for a couple of days. "Or Alexander. Lafayette, James-"
"Your other friends are A-okay, they woke up a couple of days ago. We, however, don't have a Alexander here in the hospital." Angelica frowns, and the doctor unplugs her from most of the machines before leaving the room along with the nurses. She sits there, alone in her room for a while as she takes in what's happened. The last thing she could remember was going into Washingtons office for a-... What exactly was she going into Washington's office for? Angelica rubbed her eyes, upset. Her memory had big ass holes in it, and she hated that.
"Angie." Her head shoots up, eyes widden, which soften as she sees whose infront of her.
"Momma." Catherine schuyler was a light skinned woman with light brown hair. As always, she wore her 'Hope' necklace Angelica had made her when she was in kindergarten. She was in a simple white shirt with black pants, and as Catherine walks twords her eldest, Angelica shrinks away. "Momma, I.."
Angelica closes her eyes, rubbing her head. "I can't remember anything." She whispers. "And I hate it. I just wanna know what happened. Where's Peggy?" She throws the question in at the end of her sentence, hoping to catch her mother unaware, which she does. Catherine's face grows dark, and she sighs.
"Little bug, I don't think we should talk about this right now, okay?"
"But-" Catherine hushes her, handing her a bag full of clothes.
"Your other friends will be coming home with us for the time being, alright? Just until the doctor says you all can go back to work. Now put those clothes on so we can get home."
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Angelica sits on the bed in the guest room, staring at the dog laying on the magenta coat in the corner. Her puppies had run off to explore the house, and yet she stayed, not moving. Catherine had told her it had been a pain to get the dog out of Jefferson's house, but it was something they had to do. Dolly was allergic to dogs, or so her mother had said.
"According to your dad, she wont eat." James said, limping into the room. He was supposed to be resting, but so was Angelica, and she couldn't sleep. Everytime she tried, her side would bloom out in pain, and she'd have to sit up and breath. "She won't even move off of Thomas's coat.." He pulls himself onto the bed. "I just hope she's okay. Thomas loves that dog."
"So you arn't acting like Thomas and everyone else has just dissapeared." Angelica says, a small breath of relief hidden under her words. "You see that she's laying on Thomas's coat, right? And not just some random purple coat she found."
"What are you talking about?" James asks, and Angelica spills the story before she even thinks about it. She was juts so tired of people acting like what happened didn't happen.
"At the hospital, I asked two questons. Where Peggy was and where eveyone else was. Eliza looked at me like I just shit in her cereal and dipped, and Maria didn't even look at me the whole time. My own mother still hasn't awnsered my question on WHY we had to bring Thomas's dogs here, only that Dolly was allergic to dogs, and Eliza won't even TALK to me!" That's what was hurting her way more than finding out what was happening. Eliza and her were best friends, Eliza had told her everything. To dating Alexander, talking about Jefferson, thinking about dating Madison because he was 'cute', Eliza had told her all that. She had somewhat calmed down when they had Peggy, but she still told everything to Angelica. Seeing her sister not even give her the time of day anymore was killing her.
"Dolly was actually at the hospital before your parents came." James says after a while, looking over at Angelica, who was struggling to hold back tears. "She... I dunno, she just... was so upset at me, for some reason. I tried to ask her what I did, and she just said that I 'fucked up' and smacked me. Walked straight out of the hospital after that." Jame rubs his cheek. "It hurt. Still does."
"Are we talking about 'fuck ups', mon amie's?" Lafayette leans against the doorframe, right arm in a sling.
"Shit, Laf, are you okay??" Angelica rubs away her tears, and Lafayette enters the room, closing the door behind him.
"Just my arm." He whispers, sitting down on the left side of Angelia. He looked like he had been crying, and as Angelica opens her mouth to ask, he beats her to the punch. "Hercules broke up with me." Angelicas eyes widden, staring at Lafayette, who smiles sadly. "He had every right to."
"Shit Laf, I'm really sorry." James says, and Lafayette shrugs.
"He was upset. I, devis sur devis, was on the wrong side of history. I don't even know what I did."
"Seems like we all have lost something or someone, huh?" James and Lafayette nod, and Angelica yawns, checking the time. "It's almost three am, though. We should finish this conversation in the morning." James nods, and Angelica grabs him before he can slip off the bed. "Stay. Both of you, please." Angelica's never begged in her life, but this was serious. "I just.. I don't want you guys dissapearing to, please." Lafayette smiles, and nods. James crawls over to the wall, his movement slightly limited by the cast on his leg. Angelica hadn't even noticed it when James came in.
"Do you think they'll tell us what happened?" Lafayette asks, laying on his back. Angelica lays in the middle between them shaking her head.
"Somethings going on, Laf. Either us three try to figure this out or we leave this. I don't know about you guys, but I want to know where my little sister is."
"Both Thomas and Alexander are my best friends. If I was missing and they were here instead of me, Thomas would haave raised Hell to find me, and Alex would have outed anyone he needed to just to get to me."
"Aaron and Theodosia are like a second family to me,and George is my adoptive father. I need to find them." Angelica sits up, an idea nearly taking her head off.
"Thats it!" James looks at her, confused.
"What's it?"
"Theodosia! Theodosia is our missing link!" When the boys continue to stare confusidly at her, she huffs. "Theodosia's the only person we know that works at the white house, like we do, and was there that day, I think. Plus, she's the only perosn who hasnt tried to contact us at all. Hercules talked to me while my mom was rolling me out the doors. Laurens called me when we got here. Yeah, they didn't say much, just made sure I was alright, but still. They contacted us."
"Theodosia also has children. If Aaron and Theodosia are missing, whose watching the kids? Not Aarons parents, Aarons an Orphan."
"Theodosia told me she didn't talk to her parents after she married Aaron." James says, and Angelica nods.
"We have to get to Aaron's place." Angelica crawls off the bed, ignoring the burning on her side. "We have to get to her before Eliza or Laurens or Hercules or Maria get's to her."
"Mon aime, your talking about sneaking out." Lafayette pulls James to the edge of the bed, and Angelica nods. "That's dangerous."
"Oh please. I know my way around this house, how do you think I got to go to most of the parties freshman year in highschool? James giggles and Lafayette huffs.
"If we get caught-"
"Which we wont."
"If we do, what will we do?" Angelica pauses, holding her t-shirt in her hands. What WOULD they do if someone caught them sneaking out? She must have been wuiet for too long, because James suddenly grins.
"We can say we were chasing the dog." Dog? Angelica glances over at the door, where Buzzy (that's what her collar said, and honestly, Angelica thought Thomas was horrible at naming things.) was standing, looking determined. She softly barks, the magenta coat wrapped around her back., and Angelica chuckles, putting on her shirt.
"You want to find them to, huh?" She walks over, petting the dog, who licks her hand. "Let's go find them, then."