Summary:


"Hello, there, Angel." Magnus said as Alec entered the room.

"I fell asleep." Alec said, "I'm sorry, Magnus."

Magnus smiled and set his book aside as he sat up, "It's fine, I think it's good that you could relax that well."

Alec smiled, "It felt nice to have my wings groomed."

"I see you still have them out, should I widen my door ways?" Magnus asked.

"I can put them away." Alec offered.

"No, it's fine, they really are beautiful, Oh." Magnus got up and pulled a box down and handed in to Alec, "Your feathers, I wasn't sure what you wanted done with them."

Alec took the box and opened it easily.

"Those were impenitrable wards." Magnus exclaimed.

"I'm an Angel, Magnus, if I couldn't open a simple box I'd be a rather poor Angel." Alec gave Magnus a look.

Magnus shook his head, it was strange being the one with less power.

"Normally I'd burn them." Alec said as he stared at the ruined feathers.

"Normally?"

Alec shifted thorugh the feathers, looking for the best one, as he guided Magnus to the couch with a wing.

They sat down and Alec held out a golden feather, "The gold matches your sparks."

Magnus took Alec's feather in his hand, "I feel like this is significant."

Alec smiled, "It is, Pairs offer a feather when they want to form a Pair, when the Pair is broken the feather turns to dust, Raziel offered a feather to me long ago and I refused it, I refused him twice." Alec looked away, "I have never offered a feather, I never wanted to be part of a Pair, but when my first Pair offered we were fighting Demons in the mortal world still and I knew that we needed to be at our best so I accepted, and we became a Pair, after he was lost I was offered several feathers, I accepted none."

Magnus looked at the golden feather, "Should I say something?"

Alec shook his head, and gently extracted the feather from Magnus' grip and twisted his hand and the feather until it was smaller and hung on a chain of silver, and reoffered the feather.

Magnus placed the necklace around his neck, "Thank you, darling."

"A Pair of Angels would braid the offered feather in their hair but you do much too much magic for that to be practical." Alec explained.

"Did both Angels have one?"

"Only if the offer was mutual, I always wore mine around behind my ear. I never offered my Pair a feather, and I could not accept Raziel's not after the loss of my Pair, and not after I rescued Raziel from Edom." Alec explained.

"I don't have a feather to offer you." Magnus said, frowning before he drew on his magic and formed a feather of blue, the vanes whispy and flowing like an afterimage while shaft was a golden color.

Magnus held his magically created feather out to Alec who took it in shock before smiling and tugging on a couple strands of hair and attatching the feather to the strands.

"I feel like we just got Angel married." Magnus said as Alec hugged him tightly.

"If Angels were like humans I think that's an acurate description." Alec said.

Magnus smiled into Alec's hair as the other's wings covered them and the couch, they relaxed within the protection of Alec's wings and slowly drifted off into sleep.