A/N: Another multichapter story! This story will bend timelines. If characters are around that seem out of place, I did it for a reason. All characters look like the original Broadway cast except Philip looks like Anthony Ramos and John Laurens looks like Chicago Hamilton's Jose Ramos. It is implied John Lauren's dad is homophobic. This is just a fictional depiction of Heaven not meant to conform to any particular faith. Please enjoy!

I woke up. I seemed to be on a battlefield. I just died and was standing on a battle felid I didn't know. I remember very clearly being shot. Suddenly I saw my parent's tears. I had been dying on the doctor's table. My father had said I did "everything just right". I suddenly broke down. I was gone from my family; I left the two best people on Earth to suffer my loss. How would my brothers and sisters cope?

I then felt a soft hand on my shoulder.

"Hey kid, why are you crying?" a man said. I felt like I should know this man but I hadn't the slightest clue.

"Excuse me?" I asked. The man was tall and was dressed in military uniform. It looked like my father's. Did this man know my father?

"It would be just like Alexander to not share my glory," the man continued laughing. He seemed to be laughing at some personal joke.

"I'm really sorry I don't know who you are."

"Oh shit, you really don't know who I am," the man stopped laughing and looked apologetic, "I am John Laurens."

It came back. I knew a little about him. My father always spoke of the good time he had with this Mr. Laurens during the war. There was a trio of them and they had been good friends. Lafayette and Hercules Mulligan I had remembered seeing when I was very small.

"Oh," I said holding my hand out to shake, "I suppose you know who I am then."

"Ah just like your father, so formal. Yes I know you Philip." John shook his hand firmly.

"What are you doing here? I'm dead aren't I?" I asked looking around.

"You are indeed dead. But never fear I am here son," John smiled.

"Don't call me son."

"Again just like Alexander."

"Why do you keep saying I'm like pops? I am my own man but bolder."

"You are that. But that's also what got you here," John pointed out.

John Laurens had a point. Damn my impulsivity! This man was not trying to be rude. It was true. I never really thought about what I would do, I only thought what my father would do.

"So, I am dead," I paused. What was I supposed to do in this instant? They didn't teach this at boarding school. That was now two things my school didn't care to teach me: dueling and death.

"Yes. But don't look so sad. You can do a great many things while you're here."

"Like?"

"Well, you can go down on Earth and visit them. You can choose let them see you or not see you. But there are limit of course, you may visit only three people and you can only visit each person once alone. Also, you have a set amount of time you can be with them. I do not know how long but it is enough time to finish your business."

"That seems fair."

I knew exactly who I would visit, my mother and my father but who else?

"When can I visit?"

"At any time. But remember you can only visit them once, are you sure you want to now?"

"Yes sir. Sir, if you don't mind my asking who did you visit?"

"Ah, I visited my father. I did it to scare the living daylight's out of him. I knocked stuff over and wrote creepy messages on the walls. I visited Hercules and Lafayette. I imagine you father heard stories of them seeing me. Of course your father would doubt any ghost sightings."

"Why did you scare your father?"

"He never accepted me. Always thought I wasn't living up to the name."

"Well, I am sorry," I said.

"No worries. Now knowing you are Alexander's son, you will be wanting to go down now right?"

I nodded.

"All you must do is will yourself to be on Earth and it will be," John Lauren's said kindly, "When you finish you will be brought back here. I shall wait for you."

"Why are you telling me this? You barely know me and you're helping me."

"You father prayed for me to watch after you. Besides I couldn't leave you alone to figure this out like I did."

It touched me that my father would care about me even when I was dead. So I did what John Laurens said. I was going to visit my father first. I hope I wouldn't give my father a heart attack.