Okay, I know its really short. But I thought I should give you guys something since you've all been waiting for a while. Plus, thank you all for your wonderful reviews. It is greatly appreciated. =)

I do not own the Mortal Instruments.

Alec smiled and leaned down on the counter-top. "So, what movie do you have planned for tonight? And is there anything I need to go into town to get?"

Magnus snickered and wiggled his fingers. "I've got everything, don't you worry. Now go pack." he said and turned away, heading to the living room.

Pack? Curiosity swamped Alec and he stood there for a moment before he noticed his boyfriend was no longer in front of him, and jogged after him. "Pack?"

Magnus continued to walk up the stairs then turned and looked down at Alec over the balcony. "Yes, pack. No need to ask more questions. Go on now." he winked and started to turn away again.

"B-But where are we going?" he called up.

Magnus was already out of ear shot though and Alec grunted. He hated surprises. Especially ones that he had to pack for.

Just before he left the house to go back to the Institute, he heard Magnus on the phone, his voice rose and fell, which meant that the phone call was important.

Alec shook his head and just as he closed the door behind him the only thing he could think about was: What on earth was Magnus up too?

Alec packed things he thought he needed, but of course, he didn't know how much he was supposed to pack. He had no clue how long they'd be gone for. The thought of spending more then one night somewhere with Magnus made Alec's face hot.

He zipped up his one luggage bag and grabbed his black sweater from the back of his door, slipped it over his head, then made his way to the front of the Institute. He hoped to the deepest of his being that no one would see him, hoping no one would question him, especially Jace. God knows that kid would not make this a easy pathway.

He tried his best to walk quickly but stopped short when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Jace, walking quietly behind him, his eyes full of curiosity and excitement.

"Where are you going?" He asked and eyed the suitcase.

"None of your business." He said and continued walking to the front doors. He knew Jace was following him and he stopped again. "Can you stop following me now, please?"

Jace looked at him from under his golden curls, which seemed to be getting too long. "Will you tell me where your going?"

"No."

"Well what a coincidence, that was going to be my answer too."

"Jace..." Alec tilted his head back and sighed. "I'm going on a trip with Magnus. He says its a surprise so he wont tell me where."

"So that's why he called and asked me to tell Clary that the plans were cancelled." Jace pondered for a moment. "Interesting."

"Do not tell anyone, you hear? Just tell them I went to hang with Simon and watch his band practices or something."

Jace made a face. "Rat-Vamp-Boy? Do you really think they will believe that? Considering that you have never talked to him. Ever."

Alec checked his watch. He knew he was loosing time, and had to make this quick. "Jace, lie! It's what your good at." Alec turned and threw open the front doors. "I'll be back someday." He yelled and made his way down the stairs and out the gate, heading towards Brooklyn. Leaving Jace staring after him in disbelief.

Once Alec returned to Magnus', he noticed all the stacked up glittering, vibrant rainbow coloured, suitcases piling at the front door. There was probably about 5 or more there.

Alec's heart skipped a beat and he looked down to his single case then back up. Magnus had appeared a couple feet from him, still wearing the same thing he had been moments ago. The only thing that had changed was a smile was slipping from his face as his gold/green eyes saw Alec's one bag.

He looked at him. "Honest?"

Alec's face flushed deep and he ducked his chin into the neck of his sweater. "I – well – I –," he stammered and Magnus couldn't help but chuckle slightly, with his boyfriends beat red cheeks and cowering face, he looked way too cute.

"Well –," He tried again. "You didn't tell me how long we were going, or where... so... I just guessed." He eyed all of the cases at the front door. "Obviously it's longer then one night."

Magnus' eyes seemed to blaze and he stepped forward a couple steps, placing himself a inch away from Alec's face. One of his hands came up to slip under his chin and slowly rise it, tilting his face up, while the other snaked around his waist and used it as a rope to pull him closer. He heard Alec's breath cut short when they pressed against each other, blue staring into gold/green.

"It does not matter." Magnus said quietly, then a smile as bright as the sun flared up on his face. "I packed enough clothing for the both of us."

Alec's shoulders dropped and he made a whimpering noise, making Magnus laugh and peck the tip of his nose, which made him blush more.

Turning away, Magnus rushed into the kitchen and came back out seconds later, shoving bits of paper into his leather pants pocket. "Ready?" He asked.

Alec nodded.

Blue crackling flames sparked from Magnus' finger tips and he cast it towards the luggage, making it shimmer then disappear.

Alec stared, a lazy look on his face.

Magnus looked over and saw it, frowning. "What? You really think I'd carry them all down?"

Alec let out a breath and a slight chuckle came out as he did so. "You're so lazy."

Magnus brushed him off with a flicks of his hand. Alec noted, that when the warlock turned around that he loved the way his hair looked. It was coming out of the gelled spiked, some strands hanging down in his face and down the back of his neck. He was beautiful, and instantly Alec felt a pang of pain in his chest about him growing old and dieing while Magnus stays young forever. He didn't want to lose him.

As his thoughts buzzed, he hadn't noticed he was staring and Magnus was watching him, slowly waving a hand in front of his face.

"Hey." The warlock said. "Hello? Alec, darling. Are you home?"

Alec shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts and rubbed a hand across his eyes. "Yes. Sorry."

"You can't be taking mind trips yet when we haven't even started ours." Magnus smiled and nudged his boy through the front door, zapping his luggage with magic. Alec jumped a bit as the handle disappeared from his grasp.

Using the distraction, Magnus took hold of one of Alec's hands, gently twining his fingers through. He squeezed his hand as he pulled him down the stairs, snapping his fingers to lock the door behind him.

Alec brushed the warlocks knuckles with his fingers as they burst through the front door and made their way to a bright pink and green, glittered car. Darkness rose in the back and Alec saw that all the luggage was stacked nicely in the trunk.

Alec looked at it. "A Honda CRV?"

There must have been something in his voice, because Magnus laughed and the next thing he knew, the car had been replaced by a long dark purple, sparkling limo.

"Better?"

A guy, Alec didn't know, sat in the drivers seat. His hair was red and curling, his body somewhat plump.

"Who's that?" he asked.

"Our driver." Magnus said and nodded to the guy, who instantly inclined his head back. He reached for the door handle and pulled it open, gesturing for Alec to go first. "After you."

Slowly, Alec got inside and gasped. Long rows of seats were against the walls, a champagne bar was at the very back. The roof and floor glittered with rainbow lights and sparkle.

"Beauty, isn't he?" Magnus' voice came from behind him.

Alec turned to look at his boyfriend. "He?"

"Well, would you prefer if I said 'she'?"

Alec shook his head. Still holding Magnus' hand, he pulled him along to the back of the limo and gracefully sat himself down on the couch, the warlock sitting beside him.

The limo started forward and Alec looked beside him. Magnus was fiddling with some dials beside him, no doubt that controlled the music. Alec watched him with love. At first, when he met him at his party, he thought he was quite bizarre with his gelled hair, tight colourful clothes, sparkles decorating his skin from head to toe, lipstick, make up and just his weird ways. Clary seemed shocked with his vertical pupils, but Alec admired them. They grew on him almost instantly. And now, he couldn't believe he was with someone so grand.

Something thundered in his chest and he blushed. Shyly, he scooted closer to him and tugged on the hand he still had twined through his. Magnus turned his head around and looked deep into his eyes, and before he could say anything, Alec caught his lips with his own. He tasted of watermelon this time, probably from the chap-stick.

Magnus made a surprised noise from the back of his throat and reached up to slid his hands into Alec's hair.