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non_stopThe cold winter is still lingering when Burr makes it back from Quebec. It is cold in New York, and the British army looms. Hamilton's duties have expanded, from working with his gunnery crew to working for Washington. It keeps him busy; he rushes from place to place, often, marching and drilling, then writing, writing, until the quiet hours of the night. Lafayette is busy, Laurens is busy.
And then Burr is there.
Hamilton remembers worrying about Burr, fretting as his first friend vanished into the snows towards Quebec. Even more, as he received the rare letters in return, about the soldiers starving, suffering.
But. Here.
Burr reports to Washington, and is placed, at least temporarily, on Washington's staff. But something is odd about him. He is subdued, in a way that he wasn't before. Not just quiet, but quieted. And something about him smells different, in a way that's hard to place, even for Hamilton's sensitive Alpha nose.
He catches Burr on the way out. "Hey," he says. "You look hungry." Are you okay? he wants to ask.
And then Burr is there.
Hamilton remembers worrying about Burr, fretting as his first friend vanished into the snows towards Quebec. Even more, as he received the rare letters in return, about the soldiers starving, suffering.
But. Here.
Burr reports to Washington, and is placed, at least temporarily, on Washington's staff. But something is odd about him. He is subdued, in a way that he wasn't before. Not just quiet, but quieted. And something about him smells different, in a way that's hard to place, even for Hamilton's sensitive Alpha nose.
He catches Burr on the way out. "Hey," he says. "You look hungry." Are you okay? he wants to ask.
