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Chapter 3

Will's POV

It was just another day at the London Institute. Henry was in the drawing room because he still hadn't invented his flying wheelchair, Charlotte was in Idris. Bridget was in the servery wailing some depressing ballard, Sophie and Gideon were in the training room. Gabriel and Cecily had snuck off to the gardens when they thought I wasn't watching and Tessa and I were in the Library, reading and rereading all our favourites because if we stop reading or talking, training or touring; They could hear his soft violin music playing in the upstairs halls, and even though they both knew he wasn't dead; just deep in the Silent City, they couldn't see him or talk to him so it felt like he was dead. My faded parabatai rune burns when I let my mind wander to all the good and bad times. When Tessa's deep in thought, she plays with the jade pendant around her neck and I know she's thinking of him, even without asking. Maybe that should make me jealous but it doesn't.

During a rare break in the conversation, I looked up towards the doors. hearing a strange noise albeit faint but still audible. My first thought was Henry was working on some invention, but I quickly dismissed it. None of Henry's inventions ever sounded like that. I looked over at Tessa, she seemed to have heard the same noise as I had. We both stood. I gathered my weapons belt, looked over at Tessa one more time before I grabbed her hand; intertwining our fingers before together we raced out of the Library to get the others.

Doctor's POV

When the TARDIS landed for the third time that day, I knew something was wrong without looking at the crowded console room. It was almost as if the TARDIS was bringing us here on purpose. Which I guess is possible, I've always believed that the TARDIS had a sub-conscious. I was already pulling up the monitor when I noticed where we were. I looked over at Jem and Magnus, then to the Lightwoods and the Herondales. should I just start up the engines again instead of landing here?

But I thought better of it, if the TARDIS had brought us here there had to be a reason. "Where are we Doctor" Magnus asked I gave him a sympathetic look "1879, London" His eyes got wide "No no no We can't be here. The paradox_" He cut himself off and looked to the oldest Lightwood boy Alec. Who was staring at Magnus with concern at the panic in both his voice and eyes. I don't know how much Magnus told the boy of his past but from the few times we'd met I knew Magnus liked to keep the past in the past, and now he was faced with his greatest fear; The past making an appearance in the present. I could sense the closeness of the pair. Good for him, after all this time he might finally find someone to settle down with. I looked to Jem, he was stunned into silence. He had made peace with his old life but now he was being pulled back into his old one. I knew the feeling. I felt bad for both of them because my TARDIS had brought them here. "Doctor, How is this going to work. at this point in time I should be deep in the Silent City. Will can't see me." Looking back at the monitor; I ran a hand over my face in agitation.

"The paradox should be fine. Magnus do you remember visiting the London Institute a few months after the Infernal Devices attacked" It was very important that if we were going to go engage the group of passed Shadowhunters, we can't have anyone that was there in the past be there now. Usually when I go back with ancestors all the people along for the trip had never met the past relatives. But in this case there were two people who were deeply involved in this group. So there was an increased risk of having someone from both past and present be in the same room it could rip a hole in all of space and time.

" No. By this time I would already have been in New York. I left on Christmas." "Good and Jem at this time you were in the Silent City. Correct?" "Yes by that time I would have started my one-year initiation into the Brotherhood." I remember visiting this group, When I had just regenerated; before 'The Magister' went rampant around London. Jem with his silvery hair and eyes. Now without the yin fen in his veins his hair and eyes had returned to it's natural state. I looked back to the monitor

'The Shadowhunters must have heard the engines. We don't have too much time. Think Doctor. Think' "They'll be here soon. I don't know what to suggest other then explain what happened. They'll believe you 'All the stories are true' after all." The two didn't look convinced but we really didn't have a choice. The rest of the Shadowhunters were just looking around examining the console, while Nico stood off to the side at his new found place against the railing I looked back at the pair in front of me.

Magnus looked down at his flamboyant attire looking almost embarrassed. 'Oh. That's right. The Shadowhunters were used to him wearing the clothes of their century. a rainbow tank top, leather pants and jacket was definitely not late eighteen hundreds attire.' "There are clothes in the back for everyone. I suggest you change. a time machine will be surprise enough for today"

When everyone; Even myself, was dressed in proper attire for this era. We headed for the gates. I almost felt bad for Nico. Looking very uncomfortable in his outfit, besides that he had just discovered that everything he thought he knew was only a fraction of the truth. not to mention he is surrounded by people he doesn't know in an alien place. I talked him into coming and now I ended up burdening him with a whole new can of worms.

When we neared the steps I looked around the hallowed-ground; I hadn't been here in ages but it still looked the same even in early spring.

Movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention. Someone was standing at the window -the drawing room if I remember correctly- the curtain pulled back just enough for a figure with black hair to peer out. When he saw me watching the window he flicked the drapes closed. I was surprised that no one had come to the doors to stop the noticeably large group of trespassers from entering the London Institute. But Jem had already pulled open the doors and was leading the way inside. Magnus and Alec behind him followed by Jace and Clary then Simon and Isabelle. I followed behind them and Nico was trailing behind his hand poised on the hilt of his sword.

Much to my displeasure I had noticed that everyone of the group except for Magnus and Myself was carrying a weapon of sorts. although I knew Magnus didn't need a weapon and I was armed with my trusty sonic screwdriver.

We were met with no resistance as we made our way through the Institute. Someone was singing. Quite horribly at that. When we reached the end of a hallway a cat was sitting in the way. Jem reached down and stroked the blue-persian's chin. "Where are the others Church? Can you take us to them?" The cat turned and slunk off down the hall. With the unlikely group of allies in tow.

When we reached a set of double doors. We all formed a sort of half-circle around the wooden doors. Jem took a noticeably deep breath then pushed then open.

"Jem?"

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Is Malec your OTP? if not, who do you think Alec and Magnus should have ended up with?

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