Oh? What's this? A fourth chapter?
Ah, yes. I felt I should acknowledge the whole immortality/mortality thing because CC pissed me off by never actually resolving this for them.
Also, they deserve a happy ending. A proper one. This will probably be the last chapter of this particular fic, but "Chasing Cars" will be up soon. It'll be pretty glorious, I hope! And it'll have at least 11-14 chapters, so, that's a thing!
Warning: This is super duper cheesy. So cheesy, it's from Wisconsin. So cheesy it could melt the intestines of a mouse. So cheesy cameras flinch at the sight of it. So cheesy those who are lactose intolerant will run away screaming in fear.
Disclaimer: These cinnamon rolls, this precious world they live in that is hidden within our own, are not mine. Do I look rich enough for that shit, man? Nah. I'm poor as fuck. I can't afford luxuries like that!
It would be later, far into the night hours, that they would discuss the one final problem.
The dinner had gone surprisingly well. Jace had made numerous innuendos and jokes while Isabelle cackled and Magnus tried not to laugh, Alec pretending he thought they weren't funny and Maryse making a few surprising contributions herself.
She had even told (much to Magnus's utter embarrassment) exactly what she had meant by "doubtless repellant brat" which would leave Jace and Isabelle howling, and Magnus blushing for the third time that night.
They had gone on to share a few stories: Maryse and her school days, (She carefully avoided the subject of Valentine, but some of her exploits were sufficiently entertaining for all. Apparently the woman was full of surprises now that she was trying to be a better mother to her children.). Magnus had shared his many adventures in Peru and France, Isabelle sharing the the first (and last) time she had gotten Alec hammered, Alec shared about the time Jace accidentally got high on acid, and so on.
Now, it was late, and they lay entwined in the dark, a comfortable, heavy silence fallen over them.
Magnus could already tell that despite the peace, Alec was thinking too hard about something.
"Alec," he said, breaking the quiet, "What's wrong, love?"
Alec sighed, warm breath brushing over Magnus's skin, and said, "I was just thinking... What happens when eventually, I..." he trailed off, hunching his shoulders slightly.
"Die?" suggested Magnus softly.
Alec nodded sadly, burying his face in the crook of his fiance's neck.
Magnus knew this would come up eventually, and it was not a conversation he was looking forward to. But it was necessary.
"There's a potion," he said softly.
"To make me immortal?" Alec asked quietly, sounding uncertain, nuzzling closer to Magnus.
There was a long pause.
"No." Magnus whispered. "One that would make me mortal."
Alec pulled away, looking down into his eyes, utterly shocked.
"Magnus?" he gaped.
"I'd do it for you," Magnus said in a hushed voice. "All you have to do is ask."
"Magnus," he said, "You know I can't... Not after..."
Magnus cupped one hand on his Alec's cheek, trying to sooth his lover's suddenly quick breaths.
"Alec," he implored, looking into Alec's beautiful hazel eyes. "...Ask."
"Magnus," he said, "What if... What if you...?"
"I won't regret it, Alec. I've lived for eight-hundred years... and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I don't need another hundred years of mourning when you're..."
His voice broke, swallowing. "So just... ask."
The last word came out a whisper, pleading.
"Magnus," Alec repeated helplessly.
Magnus said nothing.
There was a long silence again, Magnus's heart pounding, Alec's thoughts all clamouring for attention. Finally, a whisper broke through the silence.
"Stay with me."
.
And Magnus did.
.
To clarify: they got their happy ending, okay?
Magnus wasn't turned into a mundane or anything, he's still a warlock, he'll just age. He and Alec will be very happy!
No early deaths or break-ups or anything! They adopted some kids! They lived to be super old!
And Maryse was even more like O-o when she realized that Magnus actually gave up his immortality, Simon thought they were adorable, Jace was sorta like "damn bro", Clary and Izzy fangirled with Simon, Raphael rolled his eyes affectionately but also teamed up with Catarina and Ragnor (Ragnor is alive I don't care what you say you heathens) and lectured Magnus but they were of course happy for him (and sad but mostly happy) and Robert (whom i know I haven't mentioned much at all but he's a bit of a dick but then he's like "well damn he gave up his immortality wow that is dedication" and he sort of grudgingly accepts them and eventually is actually a pretty kick-ass grandpa.
Basically: Happy endings. That is all. No takesie backsies. They. Are. Happy.