A/N: Alec begins acting strangely after a fight with a demon.

There's Something Different About You

Chapter 1

Alec wiped blood off his face and turned towards his parabatai. "You alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, but you look like hell," Jace said, looking anxious.

"I guess I should just be lucky those claws weren't poisonous," Alec mused, pulling out his stele.

"Let me help you draw an iratze," Jace said, kneeling by his side.

"Really, Jace, I'm fine."

"I know, I just want to help you, now hand over the stele," Jace said, trying to smile. He really was worried about his parabatai.

Alec handed it over with a small sigh. "Don't call mom, she'll worry."

"Yeah, I know," Jace said, starting to draw the iratze.

Alec was more angry than anything else. He was supposed to be at Magnus's by now, but he'd called on the way and said he would be a bit late. Magnus was, of course, quite upset, but had promised to wait for Alec.

"You should go home and change," Jace said.

"Nah, I don't wanna make him wait any longer," Alec got up from the ground, running a hand across the scars on his face.

"They'll heal," Jace promised.

"I know," Alec said. "See you later!" He hurried away towards Magnus's house.

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Magnus smiled when his doorbell buzzed. He got up from his place on the couch and flung the door open, and then paled. His sweet angel was standing on his doorstep, covered in blood.

"A-Alec," he whispered shakily.

"Don't worry!" Alec saw the look on his boyfriend's face and immediately began to comfort the distraught warlock. "It was just a scratch; Jace helped me put an iratze over it-" he stopped. Magnus's face seemed to be getting paler and paler.

"Alec, are you alright?" he finally managed to choke out.

"Yes, baby, don't worry about it," Alec said, embracing the older man.

"Don't worry about it?" Magnus replied, his voice shaking. "You show up at my doorstep covered in blood, and then you tell me not to worry?"

"Aw, baby, I'm sorry," Alec said. "I know what it must look like, but I'm fine, honestly."

"Don't scare me like that again," Magnus shook his head. "I hate seeing you hurt and you know it."
"I know, Magnus, I'm sorry for scaring you. Do you mind if I go clean off?"

"Of course, Alec, darling," Magnus said, still getting over the initial shock of seeing his boyfriend covered in so much blood.

Alec stood under the warm water and closed his eyes. He was glad to be here in Magnus's house instead of out there with that demon. Truth be told, he had been scared when he fought it. He'd even wondered if he'd ever see his wonderful warlock ever again.

Stop thinking like that! He chided himself. It's all over with now.

Suddenly, a very strange thought occurred to him. What if Magnus didn't care whether he died or not? In fact, maybe Magnus wanted him to be dead. He shook his head, frowning. Why was he thinking like that? Maybe it was the aftermath of nearly dying. He ignored the thoughts and continued with his shower.

A/N: So what do you think?