The world discarded Aaron Burr over and over again. He was second to Hamilton in everything...A bad shot in the army compared to Hamilton's excellent marksmanship. Not aggressive enough to be a lawyer where Hamilton dominated every room...Too vague to be a good politician when Hamilton was so decisive...

Everywhere he went...Everything he was the second pick...

Except to you. His beautiful baby daughter. You were his pride and joy. After your mother died it was just you and him and he dedicated and devoted every day of his life to caring for you. Watching you come of age with the new nation with fatherly tears in his eyes...

He loves you more than anything...And he's always your first choice.

He's been told he's a bad soldier, lawyer and politician...but he's a wonderful father.

He grins as he takes your hand in his pressing a kiss to it as you two walk down one of the pretty streets of Manhattan as the sunsets. He gently pats your head. "Was school good today, sweet girl?"