Me- ok so this story is going to have spoilers from CoLS but if you read the summary you know that if you don't know what happened in it stop reading now

Taylor-Disclaimer Skittlestalker owns nothing even if she wished she did.

Me-sadly she's right if I owned it Magnus and Alec would not have broken up. Any way this chapter is based on the song a Night to Remember by Joe Diffie. Any way on with the story XD. By the way this takes place a month later.

Chapter 1 A Night to Remember

Magnus sighed throwing himself down in a black leather armchair. Stretching his black skinny jean clad legs and propping his feet on to the coffee table. Glancing around the room staring around at the mess around him spell books open and thrown around in disarray. He sighed again. This week had been one of the busiest that Magnus could remember. Just today he had reversed 20 spells and cleaned up the after effects of a particularly nasty curse that befell a werewolf on the upper east side that Magnus had a sneaking suspicion had pissed of a very vengeful she warlock from where the curse was placed. Plus that fight between the pixies and nymphs had left lots of downworlders in need of healing spells. You think if they know a wars coming up they'd stop fighting each other he thought to himself. But all and all it had been one tough week and Magnus was dead on his feet even if he was sitting at the moment. Magnus glanced up at the clock.

"Five more minutes thank God." He said to himself. He ran a hand through his black and for once glitter free hair. He hadn't felt in a glittery mood not since what happened in the subway station. Magnus hadn't been in the mood for anything really. Without Alec he felt like there was a large hole in his chest where his heart should have been. Magnus had left his heart there with Alec in the subway that day and it was becoming more and more painstakingly obvious that no matter how much time past the pain was not going away. It hadn't even subsided any and it had been a month. A month wasn't enough and Magnus had a feeling it wouldn't in a year or a century. Somehow he knew he was never going to stop feeling the pain of not having Alec there. He was sure as hell going to try though. And after living 800 years and going through thousands of break ups the best way was to forget. And that's just what he was going to do.

Magnus stood up and headed over to the door of his loft. Time to close up shop he thought. But just then some guy bust through the door. Magnus glared at the intruder and from his metallic smell and all together lack of skin color Magnus guessed he was a night child, a vampire. The vampire opened his mouth to speak but Magnus raised up his hand silencing him.

"Sorry my practice ends at nine o'clock sharp. It is currently nine o two. I'm closed so you'll have to come back later" Magnus said glaring at the man.

"But I need…" the vampire never got to finish what he was going to say. Magnus was tired, pissed, and frankly he just wanted to kick the ass of some blood sucker like Camille. Magnus sent a ball of blue flaming sparkles the vampire's way.

"I do not care what you need. I have plans for tonight. I do not need this shit from some fucking bloodsucker." The vampire must have valued his life because he tore out of there like a bat outta hell. (A/N Pun intended). Magnus poured himself a glass of scotch and sat down pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. He looked around his loft and it felt so so…empty he thought. Without Alec there Magnus's life seemed empty like a black hole void of any light. That's what Alec was Magnus thought he was my light, my love, my heart.

"I guess there's no deigning it I'm depressed" he said to the walls he downed the glass and poured another. "At least now I have a reason to be an alcoholic." He said bitterly. Chairman Meow came strutting in from the bedroom. Magnus looked down at the orange ball of fluff. "Come here Meow man." Magnus said trying to urge the small feline to come up and snuggle with him. The tabby stared at him and then jumped up on the coffee table but instead of jumping into his master's lap. Chairman Meow leaped gracefully right into a shelf knocking a shoebox off one of the shelves causing its contents to come spilling out and onto the floor. Magnus got up while muttering to himself about cats being useless. He picked up one of the items that had spilled out and stopped in his tracks. It was a picture. But not just any picture it was the picture he and Alec had taken in Paris. It was the two of them kissing under the Eiffel Tower. Emotions hit Magnus with such force he thought he was going to sink to his knees. He knew what was in that shoe box. It was anything that had to do with Alec. He knew why he had shoved that stuff in that box.

He was trying to forget. Trying to make it as if Alec was never there because forgetting was how you moved on. Right? Then why did it seem like the universe wouldn't let him forget. Seeing all these pictures of him and Alec together was more than Magnus could take. Sad, being depressed is not my style Magnus thought defiantly I'm the fucking high warlock of Brooklyn for Christ sake. But Magnus could feel the tears well up in his eyes. He did not cry Magnus Bane did not cry. He didn't cry when he walked away that day. He didn't cry the day he came home and all of Alec's stuff was gone. No he did not. Would not cry, but Magnus felt his resistance crumbling. He just wanted to give into the misery and hopelessness he had been feeling since he left Alec. But that meant remembering not forgetting.But losing Alec was the hardest thing Magnus had ever gone through.

He hadn't wanted it to end, but he couldn't let Alec have complete control over his life. Could he? He wanted to turn you mortal without even asking you. That's the same as killing you isn't it? He thought, but he knew this couldn't go on forever. Pretending that he didn't care. Pretending that he felt nothing. Pretending that he wanted to forget. With the door to his loft looked, the florescent lights dimmed and all these pictures scattered on the floor what could it hurt. What could it hurt to blow the dust of their past and let all the memories and feelings come flooding back. It's not easy being strong Magnus thought and he couldn't forget that Alec was gone probably forever. So tonight Magnus decided he would have a night to remember. A night to remember what it was like to hold Alec's hand. A night to remember what it was like to make love to Alec and then what it was like to wake up in the morning next to him. A night to remember what it was like to kiss Alec. And yes what it was like to love truly love him and be loved by him.

Magnus couldn't hold it in any longer and for the first time in seven hundred and fifty years Magnus cried. He let all of the pain and the regret and the longing spill out. He let all the tears he had been holding since he had left Alec alone in the subway fall. He let the tears fall until he had no tears left. Until there was only emotions left. Until all that was left were the loneliness and the wishing for Alec to be there. He stood up and went to shut off the lights and go to bed. Right before he flipped of the lights a soft knock came from the door. Magnus walked over and he felt pure joy. He had felt nothing like this not in all of his eight hundred years and he doubted he would again even if he lived eight hundred more. When Magnus looked at the figure standing in the door way and his own cat eyes met blue. He knew pure happiness because he was staring right at the person who lit up his whole world,

"Alec?"

Me- the end. That's right bitch's cliff hanger. Ha ha ha

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