Hey all...
This is my first ever fanfic and i'm just a bit nervous! Read and tell me what you think, and if you wanna hear more of this story! :)
Chapter One
Alec was happy.
Tired, sore, and hungry, but happy nonetheless.
Well, happy wasn't quite the right way to describe it. It had more warmth, more peace, more like contentness.
It felt good.
Swinging his sports bag, Alec hummed a song that he couldn't quite get out of his head as turned off the street towards the glamoured building he liked to call home.
Opening the door, he twirled on the spot and gave a small, amused laugh, before leaving the calming night air. Inside the Institute, it was dark. The candles were all out, and the room was only lit up by the beams of moonlight that shone through the tall church windows, giving everything an eerie glow.
But Alec was used to this, and he felt completely at ease as he made his way towards the elevator.
He hoisted his bag onto his shoulder, pressed the button, and winced as he heard it come down. For the hundredth time he wished that it could be just a bit quieter! Waking up to the noisy elevator late at night was not a pleasant experience, but, he thought gratefully, at least he was the only light sleeper, and his was the only bedroom near the elevator.
Hopefully no-one else could hear it this late, but then again, no-one seemed to have noticed his late returns yet…
The elevator arrived and Alec got it, leaning on the wall for support. When it reached the top, he pushed off the wall and stepped out into the hallway, absently noticing Church was not waiting for him as he shifted his bag to the other shoulder.
Pushing his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans, he deliberated as to which of his needs was more important.
Sleep?... or food?... Sleep would be really good, he thought, but he wasn't sure if he could last till morning without something to eat.
The kitchens it is, he decided, and moved off in that direction.
He silently walked down the hallway as he wondered if there would be anything to eat that Isabelle hadn't touched.
He could at least use a drink of water though. There was no way she could affect it before it came out of the tap.
Was there?...
Alec suppressed a shudder, so intent on his thoughts that he didn't notice the light spilling out of the kitchen until he had walked through the door and into it, effectively startling him.
His head snapped up, and he was even more surprised to see people sitting around the kitchen table.
This was not good…
Isabelle was angry, no, furious, jumping up the moment she saw him, and Alec feared for his life.
Clary was worried, and she gently gazed at him, probing and curious, looking for answers.
Jace, of course, looked relaxed and indifferent, but when he met his gaze, Alec could see the worry there too.
The last person had his back to Alec, and he could see the shoulders tense before the person stood and slowly turned around, his hurt feline eyes not quite meeting Alec's.
Magnus.
Oh Shit.
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