At first, the three of them didn't know what to do. Usually, Magnus was the one they called in for these sort of situations. But obviously, that wasn't an option. So they did the next best thing and called Catarina. They were lucky; Magnus had her number in his phone. Otherwise, they would have had to go all the way over to Beth Israel to try to find her.
She looked up at the group of Shadowhunters with sadness in her eyes. She didn't say anything for a long moment. Everyone stared back at her expectantly.
"There's really not much I can do. Whoever did this, they are very powerful. More powerful than almost anyone else I've encountered. I really can't guess who. I don't even know what it is exactly that they've done." She dropped her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at their sad faces. But that just forced her to look at Magnus, which wasn't much better. She moved and sat down in the nearby chair and stared at the floor.
No one in the room spoke for a long time after that. The silence made the mood in the room even more sombre. Just as Jace was about to leave, Izzy spoke up.
"Someone has to have some idea. You said there can't be many people in the world who could do this. So who are they? Maybe we start a list, start investigating? We have to do something."
"The problem with very powerful people is that you often don't know who they are, just that they exist." They could all tell from her tone of voice that she really didn't want to talk about this.
"I just hate that there's someone out there who could do something like this and we don't even know who they are!" Isabelle was starting to get a little hysterical. Without saying anything, Jace walked over and gave her a strong hug. He knew that she was especially worried for Alec's sake, and that she was worrying about how Alec would react if they couldn't revive Magnus. Clary had already pulled out her phone to text Simon and was doing her best to ignore Izzy's silent sobbing, to give her some space.
"Whoever did this—" Jace started, but never finished. Because just then, a voice spoke up behind them.
"His name is Leviathan." They all looked back in shock at Alec. He was standing in the doorway to the room in a pair of pyjamas, rubbing his eyes. He looked kind of like a little kid early in the morning. Dazed and more than a little bleary. He was still supposed to be locked up in the Infirmary, but at that moment none of them really cared about how he had gotten out. Izzy ran over and threw her arms around him. "Don't ever scare us like that again!" He didn't say anything, but he hugged her back. Nodding his head towards Magnus in the bed, while managing not to look at him, Alec said "Thanks." Then he stalked over to Jace, who was still standing where Izzy had left him, and swiped his legs out from under him with his foot.
Jace landed on the floor with a loud thud. Everyone in the room stared at them in shock. Alec offered his hand to help him get up. Jace got up with a shrug. "I get it. I'm a jerk, you'll hate me forever, and etcetera. Glad to see you too." Alec only blinked in response.
Everyone froze as Alec walked over to the bed. His face was blank as he looked down at Magnus and he kept his arms stiffly at his sides. They all watched as he stood there silently, not moving, not speaking, barely even breathing. Maybe he would have sunk into the chair and stayed there for hours if Catarina wasn't there, but as she was, he just turned to walk out of the room. He had almost made it when he heard his least favorite voice on the planet behind him.
"Leaving so soon, Alexander?"
Leviathan was here.
Yes, I know that was short, due to aforementioned wrist problems. But Chapter 8 is on its way very soon! I wouldn't leave you with that cliffhanger for too long.
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