Okay, I'm not gonna lie. I'm not really caught up on Shadowhunters. I'm sorry to all you hardcore fans out there that watch the new episodes like it's holy gospel. I'm currently up to the middle of the second season. Judge me all you want, but I'm getting there! Which is why I'm writing this. Also, if you follow me, has anyone noticed that all the fanfics I write are for gay ships. Huh. Who knew?

Anyways, I hope you like this Malec story

Magnus had been restless in his bed for the past six hours. He kept looking up at the ceiling in the dark, his mind to angry and confused to doze off and get rest. When he wasn't staring up at the ceiling, his eyes wandered to Alec. He was asleep in his bed right next to him. Magnus smiled at how peaceful the always busy shadowhunter looked. Magnus wanted nothing more but to hold his hand and sleep with him, but his mind was still wide awake. He couldn't even think straight. He had been in Valentine's body while he was in his own. Doing God knows what inside of him. It made him feel sick. It made him feel disgusting. Magnus sat up from his abundance of pillows, careful to not wake or disturb Alec. He got out of bed and made his way to the living room of his huge loft. Chairman Meow was also sleeping soundly in his little cat bed. Magnus smiled at the fact that even his cat could get some rest. He grabbed a silk robe he always kept in the living room and slid it on his bare chest and back.

Magnus walked out onto the balcony and stared up as the sun slowly started to rise. How could he live with himself? When his body had done dastardly things. Things that he would probably never inflict on himself. Magnus gripped the railing so tight that his knuckles turned white. Valentine was a monster, yes that was true. But so was Magnus. He was a monster for allowing that... that... murderer to take his body and use it against him. Magnus bite his lip hard, attempting not to cry. He started to taste blood as he looked at the sky turn a beautiful ombre of purple, pink and orange.

Magnus wanted to get revenge on Valentine for taking his body. But... after the torture and the agony rune...what would that do? It would make him no batter than Valentine. He'd still be a monster. Magnus was a monster. He was been ever since he was a child. He killed his stepfather. He was a murderer. No better than Valentine.

"Magnus?"

Magnus forced a smile and turned around. Alec had woken up and was now standing in the doorway of the balcony. He too was bare chested. "Good morning Alexander." Magnus replied, walking forward to lightly kiss his lips. "Sleep well?"

"I did, until I realized that you weren't next to me." Alec replied, taking Magnus' hand. "Is everything alright?"

"Of course Alexander. Everything is fine."

"Really?" Alec responded, raising an eyebrow and rubbing Magnus' knuckles. "Because this is the fifth night in a row I've woken up to an empty bed. What's going on? You can tell me everything."

"There's nothing to tell. I'm fine." Magnus said, lightly carressing Alec's cheek.

"Are you sure?" Alec asked.

Magnus nodded. Alec nodded back. "Come on." he said to him. "Let's get some breakfast."

Magnus gripped Alec's hand as he led him away from the balcony.

Alec knew that there was something wrong with Magnus. He could tell because he gets a sad look in his eyes. But he decided to trust what Magnus said for now. Later that night, he decided that the two would have a serious discussion about what's eating him. But for now, Alec had an Institute to run. He walked down the the stairs and met the faces of his little sister and paratabai. "Jace. Izzy." he acknowledged. "Is Valentine in his cell?"

Ever since they switched Valentine and Magnus into their correct bodies, Alec wanted to kill Valentine. He had made Magnus suffer for his crimes. Alec wanted revenge, justice for his boyfriend. "Yes. He's still in there." Izzy said.

"We asked Magnus to reinstate the wards to make he doesn't escape." Jace said, his arms crossed.

"You sent down there with Valentine alone?!" Alec asked, clearly upset that Magnus had to go an see the man that caused him so much pain.

"Of course not." Izzy quickly said, lightly brushing his arm. "We sent Clary with him. He should be fine. I promise."

"For some reason, I don't really trust your judgement." Alec said, pushing past his two siblings and pulling up the security camera from the prison wing.

"Alec, I think your being a bit dramatic." Jace said, following him.

"Well you weren't with Magnus this morning now were you?"

"What does that have to do with anything?" Izzy asked.

"Magnus is upset about something. And I have the sneaking suspicion that it has to do with the fact that he and Valentine switched bodies and oh, I don't know. That he was tortured!" Alec yelled back at his sister.

"Alec-" Jace started, but Alec raised his hand as a sign that he didn't care. He pulled up the security video and sure enough, there was Magnus and Clary. Magnus was reinstating the wards while Clary was jotting down on a pad that each prisoner was accounted for. Alec watched and tried not to break anything as his boyfriend approached Valentine's cell. "Alec." Jace tried again, but Alec wasn't listening. He was watching as Magnus looked at Valentine.

Valentine was having a greater of effect from the body switch from Magnus. He had no idea why, but he felt a... connection toward him. A strong connection. He knew it wasn't a spell, but Valentine felt as if Magnus was his other half. The second half he had been looking for before Jocelyn left him. Magnus was his... his valentine. And Valentine wanted the downworlder. He needed him. Once he got out of this cell and got his Circle members together, he and Magnus would rule together. He would make that Magnus would be the only downworlder that survived. He would have Magnus.

Sure enough, as if someone had been reading his thoughts about the High Warlock, Magnus came around the corner. With his daughter. Valentine smiled as he sat the floor. Magnus swallowed hard when he saw the man that stole and used his body for evil. Magnus forced his hands behind him. His magic was growing to his hands, wanting to spit blue fireballs at the evil Circle leader. "Magnus Bane." Valentine said, smiling. "I got to say. I never thought that you'd come to see me."

Magnus refused to respond yet. He needed to get his words together. Clary spoke for him instead. "You have right to speak to him. Not after what you did." she said.

"But I got to say, I enjoyed every moment of it. Inside of you Magnus." Valentine said, standing up and licking up his lips. He gripped the cells bars and looked directly at Magnus. "I wonder how much I'll enjoy being inside of you while still in my own body."

Magnus exhaled hard out of his nose. Clary was about to yell at him, but Magnus held up his hand. "I've got this biscuit." he said. "You can go."

"Magnus-"

"Go please." he begged Clary. Clary nodded, gave a death glare at her father and walked out of the prisoner wing. Magnus stared at Valentine with pure rage. "If I could, I would kill you right here and right now."

"No you wouldn't." Valentine said. "Because just like me, you feel the connection between us. I know you feel it Magnus. I feel it too."

"Wow. You are certainly more crazy than I thought." Magnus said, raising his hand to finally put the ward on his cell. But Valentine moved his arm out of the cell's bars and grabbed Magnus' wrist, pulling him closer to him. Magnus yelped in pain and fell to his knees, staring at Valentine only because he had no choice.

"I know you feel it High Warlock. You fell that we have something together. And mark my words, you and I will rule together" he pulled Magnus closer so that his cheek pressed against the cold metal bars. "You will be the only downworlder that survives. I swear it."

Valentine then proceeded to lick Magnus' cheek, making his scream from fear or the one things he's never experienced. Rape.

"HEY!" a lovely sounding voice screamed with pure rage.

Alec ran into the prisoner wing and hit Valentine's hand hard. Valentine screeched in pain, releasing Magnus. Other shadowhunters ran in and went into his cell, shoving Valentine into one of the walls. "Restrain him!" Alec yelled, pointing at him. "Chains! Rope! I don't care! I don't want him to even be able to move!"

The shadowhunters did as they were told, coming in with thick pairs of handcuffs and chains. Alec turned over to Magnus and grabbed his cheeks. "Magnus... Magnus, I'm right here Mags."

Magnus was breathing really hard. He was scared. His eyed never left Valentine, even as he was pinned down and put in restrains that would soon be runed. "Magnus!" Alec yelled at him, trying to get him to respond. "I'm right here Magnus. I'm right here, say something please."

Magnus looked up at Alec and grabbed the hands and were on his cheeks. "Alexander..."

Alec pulled him into hug, rubbing the back of his neck. "Thank the angel." he whispered. "It's okay Magnus. Everything's going to be alright."

Alec helped Magnus to his feet and walked with him out of the prisoner wing. Jace, Izzy and Clary met with Alec as he helped Magnus to his room. He pulled Magnus up by the knees and laid him down on his bed. "Just breathe Mags." he repeated and reassured. "Just breathe. I'm right here."

"Alexander, I'm sorry." Magnus said, sitting up and holding on tightly to Alec. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologize Magnus. None of this is your fault." Alec replied, rubbing his back. "I'm right here. I'm right here."

Jace, Clary and Izzy watched at the warlock and shadowhunter hugged each other. Fear evident in their eyes. Jace gripped Clary's hand as Izzy side hugged him. "If the Clave doesn't do anything with Valentine, I swear that I'm going to kill him." Jace growled.

"The Clave will do something Jace." Izzy said. "They have to. He can't just go out after everything he's done. Especially to Magnus."

"I just hope that Magnus will be okay." Clary said, eyes still fixed on the now crying warlock

Jace placed his hand n Clary's shoulder. "Magnus is going to be fine."

Valentine was laying on his stomach in his cell. He was tightly restrained per Alec's request with runed chains that would burn him if he even thought about moving or picking the locks. But he couldn't care less about the chains. He cared about Magnus. He needed to get his hands on him. He needed the High Warlock of Brooklyn to rule right by his side. Forever.

And he was going to do anything to get him to be his. Anything.