Running in circles
"Thomas, Lafayette, help me move this desk infront of the door. Angelica, open up the door over there, we'll get out through the tunnels-"
"Not so fast, George my friend." A booming voice comes through the door. It sounded... Familiar... But Angelica couldn't place the voice. Maybe it was because their tone was sharp, and their voice was deeper than it most likely normally was. "Either you and your friends in there surrender right now, or-" Angelica winces as a gun cocks, and several screams are let out. "We shoot and kill the rest of your lil staff members out here. Starting with... Pence."
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Angelica lays on the couch, looking up at the ceiling. It was around five in the afternoon, she had just woken up after a nap. She glances over to her phone, seeing the many messages from her mother, Eliza, John, and Hercules, sighing sadly.
Thanks to Hercules screwing around with all their phones Junior year of college (Honestly, he should have just become a technician instead of working at the white house. The man knew his way around technology better than politics.), All of their phones were virtually untraceable, which ment her mother and Eliza had no idea where she was. She pressed her finger into the sensor, unlocking the phone, and opened her messages.
Elizaaaaa: Angie, please, where are you?
Elizaaaaa: I'm sorry for being so rude yesterday, please, where are you, mom's freaking out
Elizaaaaa: Angelica, where are you, please awnser your phone, I can explain everything I just need you to come home, please come home Angie
Angelica stares at the messages for a while before scrolling through Laurens and Hercules' messages, not even bothering to check her mom's.
Lauralie: Angelica where the fuck are you and Laf?!
Lauralie: Angelica where the hell are you guys, are you okay??
Momules: Please tell Gilbert I'm sorry, Angie I didn't mean to say what I said, please tell him I'm sorry
Angelica frowns, typing up a response.
Angie!: First of all, don't curse at me, John Laurens. And second of all, your a complete asshole, Mulligan.
There's a couple of seconds before bubbles come up, and-
Momules: I know I'm an asshole, just tell Laf I'm sorry.
Angie!: And why should I, fuck face?
Momules: Please Angelica, I'm begging you, please. Tell him I'm sorry. Tell Laf I still love him-
Momules: and that I'm so sorry for what I said at the hospital. I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry. Tell him I love him.
Angelica stares at his message before clicking off, heading to her dad's number.
Angie!: Hey dad, how goes work?
PhillipMillup: Arnold tried to shut down Congress today, but guess what?
Angie!: What?
PhillipMillup: Rememeber the endangered species bill Alex was trying to pass before he dissapeared?
PhillipMillup: Since we haven't voted on it yet, Congress has to stay open. It can't close until we're done voting. I'm trying to filibuster it, seeing whose on our side while also not giving myself up.
Angelica squeals quietly into the blanket, grinning.
Angie!: keep filibustering it, dad. Try and get Congress not to vote on it. Make sure people stay confused, keep them on there toes.
"Your up early." Angelica looks up as her dad types up his message, staring at Lafayette.
"Oh, Laf, good afternoon." She sends a goodbye text to her father, hesitating when she remembers Hercules' text. "Has Hercules texted you?"
"Yeah, but I just blocked him after a while." Lafayette sits down beside her. "Is it bad I didn't want to listen to what he said?"
"Ppfftt, nah Laf, your super valid for not listening what he wants to say to you. HE broke up with YOU, or did he just forget about that?" She sets the phone down, deciding to not tell Laf about what Hercules had told her.
"Have you remembered anything else from that day?" Angelica nods.
"Nothing that really helps us, but yeah. George was trying to get us to barricade the doors, but I don't think we managed to close them in time.. I-I don't know, I can't remember."
"Lucky. I can't remember shit." He huffs. "Madison's still in the room, his leg froze up so-"
"Finally!" Madison plops down on the couch, Buzzy jumping onto the couch with Angelica and Laf. "I'm finally here!"
"Only took you a day and a half." Theodosia snorts, leaning against the couch. "You really need a cane, dude."
"How dare you-"
"Guys, guys, chill." Angelica says, leaning forward. "Have you remembered anything, Madison?"
"Alex yelling but he does that on a daily basis, I'm afraid. "
"So we basically have nothing?" Theodosia sighs, and Angelica nods.
"We're no closer to finding out where everyone is. I mean, unless Theodosia goes into work but- why are you smiling?"
"What if Theodosia went to work? Think about it! Theo works with- used to work with George directly!"
"I was nothing more than a glorified secretary, Washington only kept me around because he was too nice to fire me." Theodosia deadpans, and Madison crosses his arms.
"You worked with the president, writing off bills, taking confidential information-" Angelica pauses. "Taking confidential information... Holy shit, I have an idea."
"Isnt that treason?" Lafayette says, looking a bit nervous. "And doesn't treason get you killed?"
"If I get caught stealing, yes. But who says I'm going to get caught?"
"That's what whoever stole from us did!" Angelica remembers getting angry. Someone was stealing from them, she knew they were. "I had a list and everything, those little shits stole government information from us!"
"Wait, Angelica, you had a list?" Theodosia looks at her, and she nods proudly.
"Someone in that damn whitehouse was stealing information from us."
"I have the papers you asked for, but I'm missing a couple, sir. It's like they've dissapeared, which is impossible, since you know how well I label and manage things."
"What are you missing?"
"Valuble information, sir." Angelica shuts the door behind her, walking up to the desk. The secret service were waiting outside like she had asked before she went in. "I think.. Well, I think someone stole it." Washington leans back in his chair.
"What do you mean, Angelica?" She sets the folders down on his desk, displaying them out.
"I went to Washington about it first. We talked in his office, he warned me about telling anyone else. Thomas was one of the first people we brought in for a meeting. We told him about the problem and he promised to keep his mouth shut."
"Did papers continue to go missing?"
"What?!" Angelica slammed her hands down on George's desk, who slightly jumps, not thinking she would do that. "What do you mean someone stole the pages- that's impossible! Litterally impossible, I made sure my door was locked last night, the binder was in a safe in Madison's office on purpose. Nobody except Madison and Jefferson knew it was there and we've already ruled them out, Alexander."
"I put the papers in Madison's safe, and they still dissapeared. They can't call treason on us for taking stuff back."
"The papers that you gave me are still in my safe- or rather, they should be. I kept most of my stuff there about Thomas." Lafayette, Theodosia, and Angelica stare at Madison. "If Washington wasn't re-elected I wanted to become a scientest." He shrugs. "So I started studying Thomas' behaviour and patterns so I already knew what to do."
"We get those papers-" Lafayette starts, and Theodosia cuts him off.
"We can see whose on the list! Madison, your a genius! Tommorow I can take Madison with me-
"But he may get caught." Angelica says. "we need to play this properly." Lafayette looks between his phone and Madison, a grin splaying onto his face.
"Mon aime, doesn't James look exactly like mon-erm- Hercules?" Angelica looks between the two pictures, humming.
"Hercules' hair is longer, and Hercules is taller, but if we put him in a beanie...
"And gave him boots..."
"You want to dress me up? Isn't that a crime as well?" Lafayette shrugs, waving his hand.
"This just may work, Mon Amie. We'd need to go back to my apartment though, most of Hercules' clothes are there."
"Don't you two live together?" Lafayette shakes his head.
"Non. Just incase we messily broke up, we wouldn't be forced to live together until Hercules found his own place. I can loan you some of his clothes."
"This is either going to fail, or not." James says with a sigh.
"And it's not. Now, C'mon you big baby. We have to prepare you for tommorow."