Shamalan: I am still upset about killing off Annie and so is Desi, but the story must go on. Their first real kiss should be coming up soon. If not in this chapter, then surely the next.

Maraschino: Magnus and Alec will make an appearance and maybe even the lovely Isabelle.

Shamalan: Yep. And I might even throw in that sobbing breakdown that icaughtkira wanted. We'll just have to see how this chapter works out.

Disclaimer: I stopped trying to own it.

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Sebastian woke to cold seeping into his body. He opened his eyes and found the bed empty. He sat up quickly and looked around for Desi. A flash of white caught his eye. A piece of paper was propped up on the bedside table. He picked it up and read it.

Sorry that I didn't wake you but I had to hunt. I was getting hungry and didn't want to wait until it was too late (in case I decided you started to look good). Get something to eat yourself. I'll be back in a little bit.

Desi

He put the note down and got out of the bed. He felt a little worried about Desi being out but figured that the other would be okay. He grabbed his shoes and tossed them into his room before he made his way downstairs.

He decided to take the other's advice and make something to eat. He opened the cupboard and pulled out a box of cereal. He grabbed a bowl and filled it up, then put the box away. He pulled the milk out of the fridge and poured some over his cereal and then put it back. He carried the bowl into the living room and flipped on the television.

He scanned through the channels and finally settled on Criminal Minds. He ate his cereal and waited for Desi to come home. The longer he thought about it, the more Sebastian began to worry. He didn't like the idea of him being by himself when he had just gone through so much grief.

He leaned back on the couch. There was nothing he could do since Desi was already gone but he would definitely let the other know that he was not happy.

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Desi was on a mission. One, get something to eat and two, find the bastard who had killed his Annie and make him suffer.

From the police description of the accident, the driver that had hit Annie had been in a blue four door sedan. One of the witnesses had even managed to catch the license plate, so they knew the name of the driver. However, he seemed to have disappeared because the police where having no luck finding the man.

Desi prowled the streets, looking for the man.

Thomas Feldman. He was a white middle-aged man, slightly balding brown hair, brown eyes, and weighed about 295 pounds. Divorced, no children. He had a gambling problem and spent what money he did have on too much time with hookers. And now, he was wanted for manslaughter.

Desi walked into a seedy motel and flashed a grin at the man behind the counter. A sheet of bullet-proof glass separated the man from any customers he might have. It was proof of how dangerous the neighborhood was. He pulled out a picture and showed it to him. "I'm looking for this man. You seen him?"

"I don't know," the guy said. "I see so many people."

Desi's eyes flashed dangerously. "Is that so? You know I was hoping this would go so much smoother." Desi punched a hole through the glass and grabbed the man's shirt. He jerked forward and smashed the other's face into it, breaking his nose. "Now have you seen him?"

"He's in room twelve," the guy squealed. He grabbed a key and slid it under the glass. "Just go."

Desi let him go and grabbed the key. "Thank you." He made his way over to the room and paused outside. He could hear the man on the other side of the door, grunting like an animal. He slid the key into the lock and turned the knob. He opened the door and stepped inside. He closed the door behind him.

Thomas Feldman was so busy he didn't even notice Desi come in. The man was riding the poor girl like she was a dog, his fat jiggling with every thrust. He had one meaty hand on her hip, while the other was on the back of her head, pushing her down into the mattress. He face was turned to the side and her eyes widened when she saw Desi.

Desi took in the scene with disgust. He cleared his throat. "Mr. Feldman?"

The man apparently didn't hear him.

A muscle twitched in Desi's jaw. "Mr. Feldman. I would like a word." He walked over to the man and tore him off of the girl. He gave a surprised shout as he hit the wall. Desi turned to the girl, who had shrunk against the headboard. "Mr. Feldman doesn't require you services anymore." He reached into his wallet and pulled out a handful of bills and shoved them into her hand. "You can leave now."

The girl stared at the amount of money Desi had given her and scooped up her clothes. She didn't even bother putting them back on before she ran out the door, almost afraid that Desi would change his mind.

Desi closed the door behind her and locked it. "Last night, you hit a young woman when you ran a red light. You didn't even bother to stop and get help for her." His voice was frozen malice as he spoke. He turned to the man still crumpled against the wall. "She died this morning." He grabbed the man's tie as he passed the pile of clothes and walked until he stood just in front of the other.

The man was cowering now. Normally he was a hard person to frighten but the sheer evil intentions radiating off of Desi's small form was enough to freeze even the bravest of people.

Desi slid onto the man's lap and gagged him with the tie. When he had shoved the whole thing in the man's mouth he grabbed the man's right arm and broke it. Feldman gave a muffled shriek. Desi ignored it but slid back out of his lap and grabbed his right leg. With a flick if his hand he snapped his leg. He grabbed Feldman by the throat and threw him on the bed.

"You will never hurt another person. Not an innocent, like my Annie, and not even another of those poor girls out there who think the only thing they can do to survive is bend over for pigs like you."

He brought a fist crashing down into the guys ribs, making them snap and pierce the lungs. He rained punches down on him, making sure every injury that Annie had had, was inflicted on her killer. The last thing he did was look into Feldman's terror-filled eyes and bring his fist down with all his might onto the man's skull. It shattered under the force of Desi's blow.

He sank to the floor. "I know you would never approve of this, Annie, but the man had it coming. You aren't the only person he's hurt. You're just the only one that's died." He sat there on the floor until the smell of blood got to be too strong for him. He looked back at the man's body only once and then left the room.

He left the motel, quickly and quietly. He wasted no time in hunting. He found his food and finished up.

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Sebastian was pacing in the hall when he finally heard a car pull up. He ran to the garage and opened the door.

"You were gone an awfully long time," he said.

Desi looked up from where he was getting out of the car. "I had things to take care of. Were you worried?"

"Yes!"

Desi was taken aback. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize that you would be worried."

Sebastian shifted from foot to foot. "It's just that you were a mess last night and I wanted to be around so I could make sure you were all right." He moved out of the way as Desi came into the house. "I promised Juliette I would take care of you." He looked down as Desi stopped in front of him and watched him with unreadable eyes. It was making him nervous.

"I'm fine, Sebastian."

"No, you're not. What did you do?"

"What makes you think I did something?"

"Because you were gone a long time and you're acting strange. You're so cold right now. That's not like you."

"You think you know me?"

"Well enough to know that you aren't cold."

Desi met his eyes and there was a flash of horrified pain in them. "I killed the man that killed Annie. I killed not for food but for revenge. Is that what you wanted to know? That I broke the one rule that I made to myself? That I would never, ever kill for anything other than food." He made to push past Sebastian, but was grabbed and pulled into fierce embrace. He tried to struggle but didn't have the energy. "Annie would be so ashamed of me."

Sebastian just held him tighter. He felt Desi's small hands slip around to clutch at the back of his shirt and his shirt was beginning to dampen where Desi's face was pressed into it. "Why don't you go take a shower? The water might make you feel a little better."

Desi nodded against his chest and pushed himself away. Sebastian watched him disappear up the stairs. He strained his ears and heard the water start up. He sighed. "This is going to be difficult." He poured himself a glass of lemonade and sat down at the bar.

He was lost in thought when he heard the doorbell. He set his glass down and walked to the door. He opened it to find Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood standing outside. The warlock was dressed conservatively for a change and wore a somber look on his face.

"Where is Desi?" he asked. "I heard about Annie in the newspaper."

"He's taking a shower. I wouldn't think you'd read the newspaper."

"Of course I do. Have to keep up with the world." He pushed passed Sebastian and loped up the stairs and into Desi's room.

"Wait!" Sebastian called. "I can't believe he just barged in there."

"As soon as he found out, he came here."

Sebastian turned to see Alec still standing in the entrance. "Well, he could have waited until Desi was out of the shower, at least." He turned back to glare up the stairs.

"And what are you going to do about it?" asked a venomous voice behind him. "Are you going to try and kill him?"

Sebastian's body tensed and he slowly turned to find Isabelle Lightwood standing behind her brother in full Shadowhunter gear. Her vicious whip was coiled around her arm.

"Isabelle," Alec warned.

"I can't believe you can just stand her and do nothing!" she snapped. "He murdered our little brother!"

"I know that but I already explained to you why we can't."

"I don't accept that!" She pushed her brother out of the way and released her whip with a crack. She flicked it out and sliced open Sebastian's cheek. "I don't accept that the angels brought you back. I'll make you lose that hand again and this time I'll take your head as well." She brought her whip back again.

Sebastian stood there as frustration built up in him. Finally it broke. His hand lashed out, the same one that Isabelle's whip had ripped from his arm in Idris, and grabbed the deadly weapon. He yanked it out of her arms and threw it to the floor behind him.

"Listen up, because I'm only going to say this once. When I met you in Idris I only knew what my father had taught me. That all demons and Underworlders were evil. Shadowhunters were weak and corrupt. I believed him because that is all I had been told my entire life. The blood of a Greater Demon ran through me, burning away my morality. As far as anyone was concerned, I was evil. I won't deny it because it was true. I had slaughtered a nine-year-old boy because he had irritated me, and I didn't feel guilty because I didn't think it was wrong."

Sebastian felt something running down his face and he wiped at it in anger. The two Shadowhunters were staring at him in shock.

"The things that I did can never be undone and they can never be forgiven. But I will not let you kill me, because that stubborn, foolish, gentle, beautiful idiot up there needs me." He threw his arm back to point up the stairs toward Desi's room. "Nobody had ever needed me before, and nobody has ever given me the chance to be something other than what they want me to be."

He stood there and stared to two down.

Isabelle and Alec couldn't believe what had just happened. Sebastian, their brother's murderer, stood there with tears streaking down his face. He wiped at them but didn't seem to register what they were.

"You're crying," whispered Alec.

"I'm what?"

"Crying. Demons can't cry."

Sebastian stared at his wet hands in surprise. "I've never cried before. It's kind of…liberating."

Isabelle was shaking. She had come here to kill Sebastian or die trying. She didn't expect him to be so… human. He was a completely different person than the one who had killed Max. Her eyes started to blur and she quickly tried to blink away the oncoming tears. When a few escaped, she wiped at them furiously.

"I'm sorry."

She looked up to see Sebastian watching her. "You're not forgiven."

"I didn't expect to be, but I wanted to say it all the same."

"What's going on down here?"

The three turned to the figures on the stairs. Desi was coming down them, wearing a dark green sleeping-robe. He paused when he noticed the cut on Sebastian's cheek. "Sebastian," he said with concern. "Your face."

"It's fine."

"No. We should treat it. I have a first aid kit around somewhere. I don't know why, but I guess it's a good thing now, huh?" He walked over to Sebastian and examined his cheek. "It's clean, at least." He wandered over to the hall closet. He moved things around until he found the kit. It had been buried at the very bottom. "Here we go." He pulled it out and brought it over.

Sebastian rolled his eyes but stood still as Desi dabbed on some anti-bacterial goop. He winced as Desi's fingers ran along the wound.

Desi met Alec's eyes. "Is there a reason why you brought this she-cat into my home, pretty Alec?"

"I was too scared to tell her she couldn't. I'm sorry for the trouble."

Desi's eyes slid over to meet with Isabelle's. "May I share something with you, kitty-cat? I just murdered the man that killed my Annie, and let me tell you, it does nothing to ease the pain. If anything, I feel worse."

"I wouldn't have."

"Yes, you would. If you didn't, that would make you the bad guy." He finished treating Sebastian and let his hands fall to his side.

Isabelle frowned.

Magnus clapped his hands together. "Enough of this tense conversation. I've already planned the Halloween party, Desi. It's in two weeks, at my apartment."

"Magnus, I don't…"

"Absolutely not, Desi. You need a party now more than ever. Please Desi, let me do this for you? You'll need something happy and frivolous for after Annie's funeral."

Desi gave an exasperated smile. "All right."

"Excellent." He leaned down and kissed Desi on the cheek. "Call me if you need anything. If you love me you will."

"Silly thing," Desi chuckled. "Of course I love you. Now get out of my house before I kick you out."

Magnus wrapped an arm around Alec's shoulders and took on an affronted stance. "Come along, Alec. We are obviously not wanted here." He dragged to young man to the door with him. "Isabelle, you too." He opened the door and stepped outside. He turned to watch Isabelle walk toward him. When she reached them, he grabbed her arm and yanked her out the door. "Good bye, Desi."

"See you, Magnus."

Magnus closed the door, leaving Sebastian and Desi alone.

"So you think I'm stubborn?" Desi asked.

"What?"

"And foolish? Gentle and beautiful?"

Sebastian blushed. "I…"

"Thank you." Desi placed a hand on Sebastian's arm. "And you're right. I do need you. Especially, right now."

Sebastian was still red but he started to smile. "I'm glad."

Desi smiled back, then sighed. "I should really start planning the funeral but I'm so tired."

"It's probably just stress. Why don't you go sleep and I'll wake you up in a couple of hours?"

"I think I will. Will you come lay with me again?"

"All right." He followed Desi up the stairs and into his room. He waited for the other to pull back the covers and then crawled onto the bed. Desi curled up into him and was instantly asleep. Sebastian stared at the ceiling and just held him. "You know?" he said to Desi's sleeping form. "I think I need you just as much." He sank further into the bed and soon his eyes were drifting closed and he was on his way to dreamland.

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Shamalan: So, yeah, Desi went cuckoo bananas for a bit, Sebastian totally cried, Isabelle is confused about what to do with him, and Magnus is determined to through a party.

Maraschino: Annie's funeral is next and then the Halloween party.

Shamalan: The Halloween party is the day. Their first kiss. I can't wait.

Maraschino: You couldn't have done it now?

Shamalan: Nope. The scene was too melancholy for it. I want a happy scene for it.