Chapter 7

It's been two years since the infamous shooting. Life took another turn for Eliza and Alexander in the form of another child. She was surprised to say the least but looked at this new addition as a blessing. She gazed down at the little girl in her arms. Their daughter, Abigail, reminded her of her eldest daughter. Abigail had Eliza's eyes and Alexander's nose. Eliza can already tell Abigail will grow up to do great things.

Eliza heard soft footsteps behind her. She turned around to see Alexander smiling like a Cheshire cat. "How is our little Abigail?"

"Our Abigail is fine," Eliza answered. "She's at peace with not a care in the world."

Alexander approached them and placed a kiss on Eliza's temple. "You're a saint. I will always thank God for the day you intervened in that duel. It was foolish."

"It was foolish but we learn from our mistakes," Eliza replied. "I'm just glad our family is intact. I still can't believe God blessed us with another child." The baby made a soft cooing sound causing both parents to laugh.

"Our little miracle," Alexander said. He looked at his watch. "We'll be late."

The couple went to Phillip's grave. Alexander took Abigail in his arms while Eliza knelt in front of the tombstone.

"Hello Phillip. It's mama. We have someone we would like you to meet," she said. "You have a new baby sister. Her name is Abigail. She's our miracle baby."

Eliza motioned for Alexander to kneel beside her. "She looks just like Angelica," Eliza continued.

"Hi my son. This is Abigail Angelica Hamilton," Alexander said.

The couple both had tears in their eyes. "He's at peace, isn't he?" Alexander asked.

"Yes, he is definitely at peace and he's waiting for us to be with him one day."

Alexander and Eliza walk back home to a new chapter in their lives. They both defied fate and lived to tell the story.