Summary: More Angel Alec and a few adjustments.
Alec sat at Magnus' table his arms resting on the table as he stared at the dark purple butterfly that was pinned to his wrist, the butterfly that was the remainder of Raziel's soul. When Alec had asked for the name of the color Raziel's Soul had changed into once they had left the Lake Magnus had told him the color was Sangria, Alec had thought that the color suited the Angel, although Alec wasn't entirely sure that Raziel could still be counted as an Angel now that Alec had bound his powers so tightly.
"Are you okay?" Magnus asked as he made up his coffee before he sat next to Alec.
"Hmm? I'm fine, just thinking." Alec said.
"What are you going to do with him?" Magnus asked as he poked the butterfly making it's wings flutter.
"I'm going to find him a mother." Alec said simply.
"Are we going to have to worry about his power?"
Alec shook his head, "No, I'm the Angel of repentence and hope, I am also the only Angel besides the Archangels that can Bind an Angel's powers and my Bindings cannot be broken by any other Angel."
"Is that why you could still see Soul colors even before you were...?" Magnus trailed off, not quite ready admit that for a moment Alec had been dead.
"I'm not sure, it's possible that I technically died when I was eight and that broke just enough of the block on my power that I could do a bit more with the power I had then." Alec shrugged, "Before, my power was limited by my body because a mortal body can only handle so much power, that's why Demons can't actually posess humans for long stretches of time. Once Raziel had..." Alec paused at the terrified look Magnus gained, and searched for a kinder word, "Released me I was no longer limited. I was not bound as a punishment like most are, so it was easier to break the Binding."
"But they can." Magnus said.
"It's possible, but very few have ever had their powers Bound, Lucifer and the rest of the Fallen are the only ones I can think of in recent years, I Bound their powers myself as I Bound Raziel."
"You cast the Devil from Heaven?" Magnus asked, surprised.
"No, I just made sure that he did not have access to his power, Michael cast him from Heaven." Alec gazed at Magnus, "I quite enjoyed Binding their powers down to nearly nothing."
Magnus' eyes widened, "Why is that?"
Alec stood and turned away from Magnus, walking to the clear doors that lead to the Balcony, after a moment Alec turned back to stare at Magnus who was waiting patiently an arm's length away.
"Because they killed my Pair when they rebelled." Alec said softly.
"You've mentioned Pairs before." Magnus said, "What is that?"
"Pairs are..." Alec paused, trying to find a way to explain, "It's like Parabatai, a shared soulbond that never really breaks."
Magnus looked startled, "Did you love them?" Magnus asked.
Alec reached for Magnus, and Magnus let Alec hug him, "I told you that Angels don't really feel love like mortals do, it's like... I know I love my family and I loved my Pair, we were one in a way humans can't acomplish, we were together for centuries, Magnus, we were born near to each other if Angels were born anyway. We fought together and I always believed that we would fall together."
"But you didn't." Magnus said queitly as he stroaked Alec's back.
"I didn't fall, he asked me to continue on before his light faded into a bird." Alec said, "He never liked birds, that was my thing, but all Angels fade into birds when they fall, most will take on the colors of their wings but some, some are too damaged."
"What color were your wings?" Magnus asked, curious.
Alec pulled away from Magnus, "Would you like to see them?"
"Of course, Alexander."
"They aren't very pretty right now, I haven't groomed them since I was an Angel and there hasn't been time to contact Ithuriel to help me."
"Do want me to help?" Magnus offered.
"It's... intimate for Angels, more than merging Colors. Only Pairs groom each other's wings, I mean there are some Pairs that are more than two but it's not like what we have, what we have is different." Alec explained, "Angels don't have the same responses as humans."
"So grooming you're wings might be sexual now?" Magnus asked.
Alec blushed, "I don't know if I will be able to keep my form."
Magnus grinned, "We can still try."
Alec's cheeks burned as Magnus breathed against his neck and then he lost his form.
"I love that I can make you go formless." Magnus grinned.
"MAGNUS!" Alec cried, winding his power back to a humanoid form.
"Fine, I'll try to be gentle."
Alec nodded and let his wings form, the wings taller than his body and large enough that Alec would be able to fly, possibly even taking some one along, they were silver and gold and they were a mess of crooked and missing feathers.
"Oh, Alexander." Magnus breathed softly as he gazed at the poor wings.
"I couldn't form them to groom them before the Lake." Alec whispered.
"I'll take care of it, darling." Magnus promised, "Maybe later we'll have some fun but let's get your wings better before we do that."
Magnus summoned several soft cloths and a basin of warm water and had Alec sit facing the back of a chair and spreading out his left wing. Magnus wet a cloth and softly ran the cloth over the wing, several feathers dislodging as he washed them. By the time Magnus had finished with the left wing Alec was leaning aganst the soft back of the chair with his eyes closed in bliss. Magnus banished the dirty water for the seventh time and refilled it and gave the left wing one last cleaning with the water before he used a softer cloth to gently dry the feathers, once finished he carefully nudged a nearly asleepp Alec to close the left wing and spread the right one, and Magnus began to groom the wing.
When Magnus finished with the right wing he stood in a mess of bent and broken feathers, and ones that were burnt and twisted with a sleepy Alec in the chair.
"All done." Magnus said sweetly, as he settled his hand on Alec's shoulder.
Alec stared at Magnus with a dazed and pleased expression, "Hi." Alec murmured.
Magnus smiled and lifted Alec up, Alec drawing his wings in but not vanishing them as he clung to Magnus as he rested his head against Magnus' shoulder and nuzzling in to the Warlock's neck.
"Your wings are beautiful, Alexander." Magnus murmured as he tucked Alec into his bed.
Alec hummed and then fell asleep, for once keeping his human form as he drifted off, the wings spread out behind him after Magnus widened the bed.
Magnus smiled and stared for a moment before he left to call Izzy and Jace to tell them that Alec would not be coming to the Institute today and then to look up how to properly groom and care for wings.
Magnus looked at the mess of feather and conjured a box that had a phoenix carved atop it's lid and carefully placed the feathers in the box, not knowing how to get rid of them and not sure that Alec would want them gone. Magnus locked the box with several Wards that even he would have difficulty breaking and set the box on a shelf before cojuring a book on the care of birds.