Say No to This

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A/N: This a universe where Alexander never met John. This where John is Maria. A lot of the dialogue is from the song Say No to This. I do not own the lyrics they go to the wonderful Lin-Manuel Miranda. I just got this amazing idea. I really hope you enjoy I worked so hard on this. Like and Comments are greatly appreciated.

There's nothing like summer in the city
Someone under stress meets someone looking pretty
There's trouble in the air; you can smell it
And Alexander's by himself, I'll let him tell it

Hamilton twirled the quill in his hand as he looked down at the piece of parchment half-finished. Well, it was finished but not to his standards, at least. Groaning, the writer put his quill down and rubbed at his heavy eyes. He needs to go to sleep, but it has to finish to get his plan through Congress. Hamilton removed his hands from his eyes as he looked over to the corner of his mahogany desk, where a couple of letters laid. Picking the first one up, he looked to see who it was from, and a small smile appeared on his face once he saw the name, Angelica. Alex then picked up the second one, and a broader smile appeared on his face when he saw the delicate scrawl of the name Eliza. Oh, how he longed for Angelica and how he missed his dear sweet wife.

He was cut out of his thoughts when a loud knock ringed throughout the silent house. Frowning, Hamilton pushed his tried limbs out the chair as he headed to the front door and opened it. He shivered a little as the sharp chill of the night seeped through his shirt. Looking away from the sky, Alexander looked at the man standing near the foot of his steps with a jacket wrapped around himself. Brown eyes looked the other man up and down, and he couldn't help but admire how the other's curly hair framed their face. Alexander blinked that thought away before it got out of hand.

The other man smiled a little and said, "Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Hamilton, sir. My name is John Laurens."

Alexander replied, "Hello, Mr. Laurens. How may I help you?"

John shifted a little and said, "I know you are a man of honor, I'm so sorry to bother you at home" he looked away, and Alexander could see those dark brown eyes start to glisten, "But I don't know where to go, and I came here all alone."

The Secretary of Treasury frowned and tilted his head a little. "Why is that?"

Laurens clutched his jackets closer to himself as he replied, "My wife's doin' me wrong. Beatin' me, cheatin' me, mistreatin' me."

The shorter man felt his eyebrow rise to his hairline. A wife mistreating a husband? That is so unheard of. He was about to say something when he noticed the other had tears running down freckled cheeks. This scene caused Hamilton's heart to break, and he doesn't know why.

Laurens moved his hair back from in front of his left eye to wipe away some of the tears. Then he continued with, "Suddenly she's up and gone. I don't have the means to go on."

Hamilton's frown deepened as he gazed into tearful eyes. Flickering his eyes down to his shoes, then back up, he said, "Wait here," then he turned back into his house and went to his study. He grabbed thirty bucks that he kept in a secret place in his office before heading back to the door. When he went there, he saw John wiping the rest of his tears away before his curly hair swept right back in front of his left eye, leaving the right exposed.

Smiling Alexander held out the money and said, "This should do it. And allow me to walk you home. Odd things happen at night in this town."