"Yes Isabelle, I know where he is."

"Well, Bane. I'm waiting. Where. Is. He?"

"I never said that I would tell you where he is. All you need to know is that he's safe. He's pretty much useless to you as of now anyway, so what's the harm in me keeping him for awhile?"

"UGH!"

Magnus blinked as the phone went dead. Whatever, this was Magnus' chance to finally get some time alone with his shadowhunter. The memory loss was just temporary. Alec would come around sooner or later, just like the first time. And this time there was no blonde angel-boy to get in his way and distract him. It was time for 'Operation: Get Alec to Fall in Love With Magnus Again.' Magnus briefly contemplated coming up with a new plan name but decided against it.

"Who was that on the phone?" Alec sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes groggily.

"Just someone who was worried about you. It's okay, I told her that you were safe."

"Okay, so will you explain to me exactly who I am now? And who it was that was worried about me, and why I have all of these scars all over me, and-"

"Woah there, slow down. I will explain everything, perhaps over a mocha latte and a rerun of What Not to Wear. God knows you need it.

"What's What Not to Wear?"

"Exactly."

Three episodes of What Not to Wear later, Magnus and Alec were seated on the couch, trying to get Alec to remember something, anything really. Magnus had tried almost everything to trigger a memory, even a bit of magic to prompt the young shadowhunter.

"So let me get this straight; I live in an abandoned church that isn't really a church with my parents who are never there, my sister, and my adopted brother, I'm part angel and I spend my spare time battling evil demons, and you're my boyfriend even though your a... what did you call it?"

"Downworlder. Yep, that's basically it. Enough for today. Now that you know the basics, let's go somewhere." This amnesia thing, though it sucked , was maybe Magnus' chance to really live with Alec. Not the half of a life crap they had before. Maybe he could convince Alec to move in with him permanently. And maybe he could finally make him immortal so they could be together forever. He would win him over again before his memories came back. And even if it meant no more cuddles for the moment, Magnus was an optimist.

"Um, sure. Where did you have in mind? I don't really remember anything about the area."

"Hmm, dinner and a movie is a terrible date, we couldn't talk and, besides, it's much too cliché, don't you think, love?"

"Well, I guess but I-"

Magnus continued on without really giving Alec a chance to answer. "And we want to do something where we can talk and we can- well you can get to know me better."

Something of an awkward pause developed. Alec met Magnus's intense gaze but quickly averted his eyes.

"We could… just walk around, you know, explore the city?" Alec sounded extremely uncertain a bout his suggestion. He didn't know why Magnus's opinion mattered so much, but it did.

"That sounds great, we could walk around the park, see the sights, and do whatever the hell we want for once. I don't know if you are aware of this or not, but we aren't exactly a couple with a lot of spare time. I think wandering around New York City in the middle of the night may be exactly what we need."

Later that night:

Alec emerged from their room in a pair of outdated jeans and a black t-shirt.

"Remind me later that we need to shop for you. Seriously." Magnus looked his ensemble up and down with a raised eyebrow.

"What I have on is fine. It's comfy, anyway, and that's what matters, right?" Alec looked quite perplexed.

Magnus laughed out loud. Poor delusional Alec. "Well, at least it's good to know that you haven't changed at all. Whatever, I'll instill a fashion sense in you yet." He paused for a moment to ponder the obvious "You know, I think you just may be the least fashionable gay teenager in New York City." He paused again and looked Alec up and down… again. "No, I'm fairly certain that you are."

Alec felt heat rising to his cheeks. He was so casually being ridiculed by this person he only just met. He didn't know how to react, he knew that the warlock was just teasing him but it still embarrassed the shadowhunter to no end.

Magnus, noticing Alec's apparent discomfort, stopped laughing. He looked at Alec and smiled lovingly.

Even though the warlock had stopped laughing, now Magnus was just staring at him. Staring and smiling. It wasn't just the fact that Magnus was smiling at him that made Alec uncomfortable; it was how that smile reached his eyes. And how Alec lost his ability to speak when he looked into them. Or really think coherently for that matter. At this point he was fairly sure that he resembled a ripe tomato.

"Come on," Magnus urged him on with a light chuckle. "Let's go."