Well, I am very glad everyone liked that last chapter.

And I know I didn't keep my promise to update every day, but I was having writers block Friday and then the weekend came and my parents kept me busy the whole time. So, I am making a new promise. I will update every Monday-Thursday, Friday's I will update most of the time, and I will only update Saturday's and Sunday's if I have time.

(Magnus POV)

I am so tired. I have Lightwood tied up in the backseat of my car, still out cold. It's been about an hour since I got him at the cemetery, and in that time I have been trying to call Hodge. Of course he's chosen the one time I'm actually calling for an important reason to leave his phone at home.

On the voice mails I leave, I just tell him to call me back A-SAP. I can't risk telling him I have Lightwood in case someone else gets a hold of his phone and hears it.

I sigh and lean my head back. I'm so absolutely tired. I wish I could just fall asleep right now, but I can't because I have to keep an eye on Lightwood.

I hear a soft rustle from behind me. Looking over my shoulder, I see that Alec is coming to. Slowly, his bright blue eyes open up a tiny bit. He looks at me.

"Where am i?" he asks.

"In my car."

He doesn't say anything back, but closes his eyes and lays his head on the seat. Slowly, he asks "How did you find me?"

"A friend of mine told me about your deceased brother, and the date he died. I figured you would do like any good older brother and visit his grave."

Alec nods. He looks like he wants to say something, but before he can there comes the loud blare of a police siren from nearby.

"Oh shit, police."

"What? Don't you work with the police?" Alec says, confused.

"Well, ya. But I can't exactly explain that I have a boy tied up in the back of my car because he's a wanted criminal without help from Hodge. I am under cover after all." I quickly start my car and drive away from the cemetery.

There isn't really anyone else driving, so it doesn't take me long to get to my hotel. I figure it's the best place to go.

"Ok, let's go." I say, opening my door and getting out. I open the back door to let Alec out, only to find him fast asleep. I sigh. Leaning in the car, I grab him around the waist and pull him out of the car. I lock the car and then carry him bridal style into the hotel.

The guy behind the desk looks bored out of his mind. He looks up from reading some play boy magazine when I enter.

"Oh, hey. I know that kid." He laughs, pointing to the sleeping Alec in my arms.

"Really?"

"Ya. I was at a café and asked him if I could sit down at his table. He said no."

I nod. That's not really considered knowing him, but whatever. I'm about to head to the elevator when he talks again.

"So, uh, are you guys, ya know…?"

"No, I don't know. Please enlighten me."

"Are you like, together?"

I blink. "No. Whatever gave you that idea?" I turn and go to the elevator.

"Oh, the elevator isn't working." The guy calls out.

I turn and look at him. "Are you kidding me? I'm staying on the twentieth floor."

"Sorry."

I glare at him and go to the stairs. With a heavy sigh, I start walking up them.

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I was upset on the third floor. I was mad on the fifth floor. I was angry on the seventh floor. I was pissed off on the fifteenth floor. I'm on the seventeenth floor now. Just three to go, and I'm about ready to go punch that guy at the desk who is probably laughing at me, carrying Alec up the stairs.

Wait, but then I would have to go back down all the stairs. I'll wait until the elevator is fixed. Then, i will go punch him.

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I've finally reached the twentieth floor.

I'm out of breath, and Alec is suddenly very heavy. I sit him down on the floor outside my hotel room. I pull my room key out of my pocket and open the door. Then I pick Alec back up and enter, kicking the door shut behind me.

I dump Alec on the bed, then collapse in a nearby chair.

I'm so tired. Maybe if I shut my eyes for just a moment….

(Alec POV)

Where am i?

The last thing I remember was being in that guy's car. What's his name? I don't think he ever told me. I slowly sit up and look around. It seems to be a hotel. A very fancy one at that.

I'm lying on a bed in the corner of the room. In a large black chair next to the bed, is the man I remember from earlier. Or, last night now. His long black hair is disheavled, like he went to sleep right after walking in the door. His suit is wrinkled.

I wonder if he put up any alarm system, so he would know if I left. Knowing agents, he probably did. Not really having anything to do, I stand up and go to the bathroom. I hope this guy doesn't mind me taking a shower.

Ok, so I know that this is a really short chapter, but I got a good idea for the next one, and since it might take me more than rest of today, I decided I would at least leave you guys with this little bit.