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Alex was dragged from his cell to an armored van early the next morning, he was told he would be staying in a juvenile detention facility until his bail hearing. He was handcuffed around his wrist and ankles and loaded into the van with one other boy who looked to be around 16-17.
Alex sat and stared down at his hands as the other boy sat down. “Now behave you two.” The guard stated before going around the front and jumping in. The engine started and Alex steadied himself as the lurched sideways.
“Aaron Burr, you are?”
“Alexander Hamilton.” They sat in silence for a few more minutes before he asked Burr, “What are you in for?” Burr was silent for a moment. “Assaulted a man outside of the UN building, he was British.”
Alex laughed solidly for a couple seconds, it wasn’t what he said that was funny but how he said it. Burr was looking anywhere but at him and he said it so sheepishly. “What about you?”
Alex stopped laughing instantly before sighing deeply. “Sorry, you don’t have to tell me.” Burr looked apologetic. “No it’s ok, I’m not entirely sure exactly what happened but supposedly I assaulted my boyfriend badly enough to give him a brain bleed and land him in a coma.”
“What do you mean supposedly?” he asked in a small careful voice. “I can’t remember anything that happened.”
“That sucks man.” Alex nodded in agreement. “Is he going to wake up?”
“There’s a slim chance that he does, and until then I can’t be sure if I was the one who hurt him or not.” Alex’s mind flashed back to his nightmare last night and wondered if that was his subconscious way of telling him he had done it.
The rest of the trip passed in relative silence, they made idle small talk and Alex found himself growing fond of Burr.
They pulled up Horizon Juvenile Detention center, his home for the next few days. A guard came and opened the van door and lead them out. The building looked almost like a normal school except for the barb wire that ran around the perimeter and the armed guards in the guard towers.
They were lead through the front door where another guard lead them into what looked like an office. They were made to stand against a wall hands still chained together. The guard moved towards the only door and stood there in silence.
A couple minutes later the door opened and a man walked in, he was wearing a fitted grey suit and black shiny shoes, obviously a man in a position of power. He walked over and stood in front of him, a stern but friendly look on his face.
“I’m Philip Schuyler, warden of Horizon Detention facility.” He begun, he picked up two files off his desk and flicked through the first one. “Aaron Burr, 16 years old male. Assault, you are here for at least 15 days until your trial.” Burr shifted uncomfortably as Philip spoke. “Drug test negative, finger prints taken no bail. Well looks like we can get to know you better.” Philip smiled before looking at the other file.
“Alexander Hamilton, 17 years old male. Battery against partner, here until bail hearing in 1-2 days.” Burr look a bit put off that he was here such a short time. “Drug test… not done yet, must have been a mistake when arrested.” He waved the guard over and said something quietly to him.
The guard waved Alex over and he was lead down another hall, he was lead into a medical examination room where a female doctor was waiting. “I’m Catherine, Philips wife and head doctor here.” Alex went to extend his hand for a hand shake but was stopped short by the cuffs there.
“I don’t think those are necessary, please remove them.” The guard come over and undid the handcuffs. Alex rubbed his raw wrists gratefully. “Now apparently when you were booked they neglected to do a drug test, luckily for you most drugs will still be in your system, now I need you to pee into this cup.”
She handed Alex a little plastic tub with a white label and yellow lid. He looked around for a bathroom but to his dismay there wasn’t one. “Sorry but policy states you need to do it where I can witness, the best offer of privacy I can give is for you to turn your back.”
Biting down his retort of anger he turned and proceeded to as told.
Finishing up he turned around and handed her the urine. She took it with a gloved hand and wrote on the label. “Normally urine drug test is enough but given the delay I will also require a blood sample.”
Alex nodded in understanding and jumped up on the table and rolled up his sleeve. She giggled at his reaction. “I take it you’ve had a lot of blood tests?” He nodded in response and sat in silence as she drew his blood. “The results should be back in a few hours until then Jim here will get you settled into your room.”
“Thank you, ma’am.” He said quietly as he headed to the door. The guard lead him out the door and down another hall.
As they walked his mind began to drift to the events of the past 24 hours, never had he thought he would find himself in a detention facility for assault against John, at least it was only for a short time, after his bail hearing he would be home with his parents, John would wake up and everything would be ok.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when the guard pushed him into a small room with two single beds a sink and toilet in it, he was handed some clothing which consisted of loose tracksuit pants and hoodie with no strings. “Get changed and stay put, your roommate will be back soon.” Jim stated before walking off and locking him in the room.
He stripped off and changed into the baggy clothing, he sat down on one of the beds which looked unoccupied. He lay down suddenly feeling tired after the events of the day. Closing his eyes, he lay there thinking back on the first time he met John, he’s only been with the Washington’s for a few days.
He was laying in his room, he still struggled to believe that he had been given his own room with a proper queen size bed, a plush mattress, dresser which they promised to fill with clothing that fit him and a mahogany desk which had a new alien-ware laptop which he used to game with Laf.
He had seen the library a few doors down which he had been given free access to, no one had ever been this kind to him before, they treated him like they actually wanted him there.
He sat up quickly when there was a knock on the door and hopped off the bed to unlock the door, another thing he couldn’t get over was the lock on the inside of the door that he could control, not on the outside.
Opening the door, he smiled Martha. “Hi Alex, George and I have to go to work soon but Laf is going to take you to the shops, get you some new clothes and such.”
“You don’t need to do that.” He mumbled under his voice. “You’ve done more than enough already.”
Martha gave a small smile at him. “You need clothing that fit you better and are actually warm, you don’t have to go overboard but at least get something warm.” He nodded in response and headed back into his room to get dressed.
When he came down the stairs they were already gone and Laf was in the kitchen making toast, Alex politely declined settling for a glass of milk instead.
“Did Martha tell you our plans?” Alex nodded in response mouth full of milk. “Is it ok if I invite some of my friends? You’ll love them.”
Alex stiffened thoughts flashing through his mind, what if his friends didn’t like him, what if they were cruel?
Laf noticing his discomfort was quick to reassure him that his friends John and Hercules would love him. “They are lovely people mon ami, you do not need to be worried they will adore you.” When Alex still hesitated Laf continued. “If you are uncomfortable we can leave, just please give them a chance.”
Alex hesitantly agreed to go and Laf beamed quickly ate his food and grabbing his keys he pulled Alex out the door and to the mall where he would meet Hercules Mulligan and John Laurens for the first time.
He was awoken suddenly a few hours later when the door opened and an over excited puppy ran into his room and jumped onto his bed. Said puppy began to talk very quickly to him, so quickly that he couldn’t actually understand them.
“Slow down buddy, I can’t understand you.” The boy on the bed sat back and smiled sheepishly. “Name’s Paul, Paul Revere. I’m so excited to finally have a roommate, I’ve been so lonely.” Alex smiled at him before holding out his hand. “Alexander Hamilton, pleasure to meet you.”
Paul laughed as he took the offered hand. “I’m 14, stole a horse, what did they get you for? How long will you be here?”
Alex laughed and held up his hands in a placating way. “One question at a time, I’m 17 only going to be here a few days before my bail hearing.”
“Aww that short? I’ve already grown to like you though, and what is your crime?” Alex shifted uncomfortably. “Battery.” He said simply. “Come on give me the details, what did they do to you? Hit on your girl? Shoot your dog? Cheat on you?” He kept listing more and more ridiculous reasons.
“Alright I’ll tell you if you tell about the horse, deal?”
“Deal.” Paul said without hesitation.
“He’s my boyfriend, we’ve been dating a few months and I supposedly beat him to near death in an alleyway, I have no recollection of the event or why I did it.” He stated it monotone already hating the pitying look on Paul’s face.
“Do you think you were framed?” His voice was hushed as if it was a big secret.
His eyes went wide and he sat up straight, shocked. He’s been spending so long believing it was his own fault that he never stopped to consider the possibility that if he was innocent, who was guilty?
“I hadn’t thought about that.” He said quietly. “Well can you think of anyone who would have it out for you?”
Alex thought hard he really tried to, there was: James Reynolds, Martha Manning, and James Hamilton Jr, but he was still in the Caribbean.
“There’s a couple of people I’ve pissed off but no one to the extent that they would do this.” He was interrupted by his door opening and a new guard walking in. “Hamilton, your lawyer is here to speak with you.”
He stood up and waved goodbye to Paul before he followed the guard through numerous halls and passages before he was lead into a room which looked like an interrogation room, inside George and another man were already sitting on a couple of chairs. George stood up and gave him a hug so hard that it knocked the air out of him.
The guard sighed exasperatedly before telling them to sit down. “Hello Alexander, I’m John Adams your defense lawyer, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He held out a hand that Alex took and gave a quick shake to. This man gave him a bad feeling, he was fat and seemed very up himself, as if he could do no wrong and Alex was below him.
“So Alex you are charged with assault and battery against one John Laurens, you have your bail court appearance in a couple days so we need to focus on you being allowed bail and to do that we need to prove you are not a danger to society or yourself. To do so please tell me the events of the night before last.”
Alex shifted uncomfortably. “I don’t actually remember anything from that day after midday.”
Adams looked surprised for a moment. “Well that makes things more complicated, your drug tests aren’t back yet but if they come back positive we could claim impaired judgement or if it’s negative we can go from there.”
Alex shifted uncomfortably, the closest thing he’s ever had to drugs was alcohol. Adams proceeded to rant about what the conditions of bail would be, how he would be expected to attend school, not leave the state and not visit John.
“Wait, I can’t see John?”
“Of course not, you are charged with battery against him, you won’t even be allowed in that hospital.”
Alex sat in silence silently cursing himself for thinking he would be allowed to see John, for someone so smart he sure could be dumb at times.
“Alex I know that this is hard to hear but we first need to prove your innocence and then you can see John.” George reassured him, he gave him a shaky smile in response.
They were interrupted by the door opening and a different guard walked in and handed something to the guard in the room, that guard handed a couple sheets of paper to Adams who looked over them carefully.
The other guard left the room and Adams lips quirked upwards into a smirk. “What is it?” George asked trying to peer at the papers. “This, my friend is the key to getting you bail and possibly acquitted.”
The other two men visibly perked up at that. “What does it say?” Alex asked excitedly bouncing in his seat. “This is the results of your drug test.”
“Son, you’d better not have taken any drugs.”
“Oh relax Georgie this isn’t a drug he would have taken willingly.” Adams chuckled ignoring the glare from George. “It was positive for flunitrazepam, or more commonly known as rohypnol.”