Today marks something important to the Hamilton's especially Philip Hamilton.

Today was his first birthday, Angelica, Thomas, Peggy and her twins, John jr and Jewel, will be here attending his birthday party.

Elizabeth Schuyler-Hamilton, without the help of her husband, who promised to help with the party, was decorating the living room. She flitted around gracefully unpacking the things she bought.

After a few hours, she sits in the armchair for a little break, she closed her eyes...falling asleep.

Dreamstate...

Eliza was in the nursery room, overseeing her husband build the crib and the rocking chair.

"Alexander...You're doing it wrong dearest" she says softly, she gives him the instruction pamphlet and sighs rubbing her stomach "Betsy...I think we need more screws" Alexander says embarrassed, she nods and saddles downstairs in the living room, she reaches for the top shelf...when...water came flowing down her legs...

Elizabeth sighed and not feeling pain, she let it be, she walked slowly upstairs to the nursery giving her husband the box of screws.

A half an hour later...she let out a wail "Alexander!" She called out in tears "Alexander! It's coming..." She says crying

Alexander looks up at her with a stupefied expression, after a few minutes he finally speaks "What...?" 

She screams "ALEXANDER! GET A DOCTOR"

Fully awake

Alexander shakes her awake "Betsy...hey...Betsy" he calls, she opens her eyes "Alexander...?" She whispered, "You're back..." She says wiping her face.

He smiles"I promised to help but, It seems you got that covered..." He says with guilt, The woman looks around the house "Oh...It's fine..." She says about to get up "I need to feed Philip" Alexander places his hands on her shoulders and forces her to sit "You relax...I'll do it" she smiled "Thank you..."

He leaves her and Eliza sighs happily, she gazes at the fireplace...drifting off to her thoughts...

Daydream

She lays on the bed holding Alexander's hand, she shakes her head crying"I can't do this..."

Alexander smiles "You can, Betsy" She glares at him "I can't!" She snapped and looks at him apologetically "I'm sorry..." a sharp pain hits once more and the doctor tells her to push, However, Elizabeth was too weak, she tried but it didn't work.

The next best thing was to grab the child's head and pull it out which was 10 centimetres in and the only person whose hands were slender enough was Alexander.

The doctor let him, do it, and in the end, Alexander was on the verge of fainting...but they successfully got him out...

"A boy, Betsy, like you said..." He says softly, the doctor took the child, to clean him up, Elizabeth was too weak to function...she passed out.

•••••

Alexander walks downstairs into the living room with Philip in his arms, He noted that his wife was out of it today, she was exhausted, right? Right...

"Betsy?" He called, receiving no answer, he sighed, making her look up "Oh, Alexander..." She whispered, rubbing her temples "I...I don't know what's wrong with me today..." She says touching her chest "I must have a cold" Alexander shakes his head "Sometimes...I think I know your body more than you do, you're tired" he stated, she sighed "don't deny it Betsy" he added knowing she was about to protest

He holds Philip in one hand and pulls her up with the other "Up to bed you go"

She pouts and walks upstairs and looks back "I still have food to make" Alexander sighed "Bed, Betsy, I shall ask Madame"

Needless to say, Eliza slept through the party...  

(This chapter was written by Sammy_Seabunny