(A/N: So for some reason, I always change how I do my author notes. I don't know why, but it's weird. Anyway, here's the chapter!)

"Put the gun down, kid," the soldier snarled while poor Theodore struggles to stay standing. You silently make your way to a bush behind the Redcoat, carefully waving to Theodore to catch his attention. You hope that he saw you, and without taking time to think, you leap from behind the bush and tackle the Redcoat.

He drops the gun, and thankfully doesn't fire it, and struggles to get you off of his back. You go completely limp so that you are deadweight on him, and once you pin him to the ground Theodore grabs the extra gun. "Don't shoot!" you whisper furiously to him. "If the gun goes off, they'll know something's wrong and will come to inspect the area." He nods to you, and gives the soldier a good kick to the head to knock him out. Once the redcoat is unconscious, you roll off of him and scurry to your feet. You stomp out the fire and turn back to Theodore.

"We have to get going. More redcoats might be coming," you say to him, only earning a cough and a nod in response. The poor kid looked like he was going to turn into ice from all his shivering. "Here," you say, taking your coat and putting it on him, "I'm not cold anyway."

The two of you continue walking, this time in silence not from a lack of things to say but out of fear for your life. You start feeling a little safer when suddenly you hear a twig snap. You both freeze and listen for anymore noise. Someone is nearby, and they wouldn't have known where you are if it wasn't for Theodore's cough. You cringe and he sends you apologetic look. Whoever is there starts heading towards you fast, so you grab the pistol and stand up to find yourself face to face with none other than Alexander Hamilton.

"Sam? It's great to find you! The guys and I thought you were dead..." he trails off, looking you up and down. You realize why: without the baggy coat to hide your figure and your hair tumbling down your shoulders, you are obviously very feminine looking, giving away your gender. "Listen Alex, I'll explain later but right now we need to get back to camp." You help Theodore to his feet and let him lean on you for support. "Which way do we go?"

He sends you one more wary look and turns around. "I'll take you there. Follow me." The three of you crash through the woods for several minutes when you see light. Drawing closer, you see the entire camp and a feeling of security washes over you. Before entering, you put your hair up, cover it with your hat, and shrug on your coat to resume your disguise.

A nurse rushes over and brings Theodore to the medical tent. "You know, we were in a British camp. We have really good infor-" you turn around to Alex and find that he's not there. You sigh and turn around, heading to your tent. Without even bothering to take your hat off, you curl into a small ball in bed and drift to sleep.