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Magnus passed the greater part of the next days, restlessly pacing around his apartment, thinking about his encounter with the Shadowhunter. Now, at the evening of the fourth day he found himself doing that again. It didn't make sense… Normally Alec, no, anyone in his position, should ask for his memories to be erased not everyone else's… Except… 'No.' shaking his head he cast the thought away. 'But…' With an exasperated sigh he fell to the couch hiding his face in his hands. There was no denying it, he knew the boy well enough. Always believing he was unimportant, yet, kind as he was, not wanting to risk hurting anyone… "Angel…" All the pieces clicked together. "I won't allow you to do it." he muttered, and got up heading for the door, intending to go out and find him wherever he was, but stopped on his tracks. Find him… And then? He was the one who said it was over, but Angel, had he regretted it… He had already forgiven him and he saw now, that being apart only caused both of them pain. Maybe their relationship couldn't work, but they had to try… He… suddenly, the buzzer sounded, violently pulling him out of his reverie. Annoyed, he screamed at it "WHO IS IT?" "It's Alec…" said the voice quietly and Magnus let him in, sighing in relief.

The boy took longer than normal to reach the door and when he finally did, Magnus had to stifle a gasp. He was deathly pale, even more so than usual, and his eyes were dull and lifeless with even darker shadows beneath them. "I'm sorry to bother you again… I'm back." he said in a low voice and taking a deep ragged breath leaned against the wall. It was clear that he had difficulty standing on his own, and suddenly, with the real gravity of the situation confirmed, Magnus felt terrified for him. "Alexander…" he said slowly. "What have you done?" Despite his condition, Alec decided to play dumb to dodge the true question, and regaining some of his cool, replied "What? I brought the money, as I said I would." "I'm warning you Alexander." The Warlock said in a grave voice "Don't play with me. I'm not blind. What. Have. You. Done?" "What does it matter?" the Shadowhunter retorted defiantly "It does." "Why? Why would you care?" Alec asked, despair and grief lacing his voice. "WHY?! Why?" Magnus raised his voice momentary, but managed to regain control, speaking the half truth. "I will not be responsible for your death." Alec looked taken aback but answered nonetheless "I'm not dying… This is nothing. I've had worse… Please. I brought all you asked, will you do this for me?" "No. I do not agree with what you want." said the Warlock stubbornly, crossing his arms over his chest, trying to hide the pain in his voice. "What?" said the Nephilim, agitated "Why? You never said…" "I didn't believe you would really be able to find all that money!" Magnus shouted again and Alec flinched.

Feeling guilty, the Warlock went on, his voice more gentle. "I told you… It's not your decision to make…" "Damn well it is!" The boy shouted and Magnus looked taken aback "I… I never asked for any of them! I…" his voice broke and he shook his head falling silent "I believe that the proper solution to your problems would be to erase your memory." Magnus interjected, praying for him to refuse. "No!" Alec shouted, looking up, terrified by the mere thought "No, never… Just… I'm sorry… Will you help me or not?" he finished, tired, his eyes pleading with the Warlock, the short-lived spark in them already gone. Magnus sighed, exasperated. "Fine. I'll do it! Happy?" "No." answered Alec truthfully, his blue eyes sunken and dead. "I'll never be happy again. But you don't have to worry about that. No one does." Magnus almost burst out crying. "Alexander…" he pleaded, but Alec only shook his head, looking deep in the Warlock's eyes "Please… Just do it…" "Okay then…" the Warlock said, suddenly feeling exhausted. "Get out. And return here again in half an hour to confirm that everything worked." Alec nodded, his eyes filled with anguish "Thank you… I'm sorry… For everything… Truly sorry… Goodbye." he choked out and run away once more.

Alec staggered outside of the apartment barely keeping himself together. Knowing Magnus wasn't going to leave anytime soon, he just collapsed on the stairs, hiding his face in his hands, letting his tears fall. 'What have you done' he had asked… He probably meant to his body, since he must have looked awful. But that didn't matter. "What have I done…" he sobbed "I lost him forever…"

Almost half an hour passed, and he managed to calm down a little. Shaking his head he got up. 'I chose this… Soon, nothing will matter… Everyone will be happy. I just have to confirm it and… see him one last time…' he thought and headed outside, to ring his former lover's doorbell one last time.

Note: Part 2 done! One more to go! I really, really hope you liked it! The next one will be longer. Did you like it? Hate it? Was it meh? Please let me know! ^_^

P.S: I'm REALLY sorry for not writing the part about what Alec really did, but I knew it would probably turn out awful. Even though I started this story because of an idea I had about it, I had no inspiration on how it would actually play out and I ended up skipping it. Sorry again! I hope it wasn't too disappointing