AN: Thank you guys so much:) Enjoy the chapter and can I have some reviews about Magnus, please?:)..

Warning: A few serious curse words in this chapter, guys.

Isabelle ran forward without thought of her safety. Without thought of the warlock. Her mind was zeroed in on the sight of her eldest brother seconds away from death. Jace was running so closely to his sister that he nearly stepped on her heels. Isabelle dropped to the ground beside Alec's mangled body and hysterically choked and sobbed, "He's nearly gone. Oh Angels, Alec."

Jace put his tensed body into a defensive position in front of his siblings and held his blade high. He snarled, "Leave, warlock."

Izzy's high-pitched sobs were enough to let Jace know the situation was terrible. It had to be because Isabelle Lightwood didn't cry otherwise. The evil eyes that stared back at him were enough to have Jace's body physically shaking with rage. He screamed, "Get the fuck out of here!"

There was a single heartbeat of silence- even the bustling sounds of the city stopped- and all that could be heard was Isabelle's broken sobs and the rattling sound of Alec's fight for breath. Another moment passed and then there was a blinding, spectacular kaleidoscope of colors that burst across the night sky. An ear-splitting roar followed and Jace stumbled with the almighty force of power.

Electric blue lightning flew gracefully from Magnus Bane's fingertips as he came striding across the Institute's lawn. A purplish portal shut abruptly behind him and disappeared into thin air. Isabelle hugged Alec closely with tears streaming down her beautiful face. Jace stood protectively over his brother and sister while staring in disbelief. Magnus took in the scene swiftly before his eerily golden cat-eyes flickered over Alec's dying body.

He sent out another commanding strike of lightening that sent the unknown warlock to his knees. His speed was so quick that he was only a flash of colors before he came to a standstill in front of the other warlock. He struck out at the warlock's throat and demanded, "What do you think you are doing, Dao?"

The warlock named Dao smirked and said, "I assumed you were done playing hero for these children. If I would have known they were still under your protection, I wouldn't have come."

Magnus kept his hand wrapped around Dao's throat, but waved his other hand in the direction of the Lightwood teenagers. A wave of magic and a silently recited spell put Alec's body into a deep sleep. Magnus watched as the first flickers of worry appeared in the warlock's eyes. Dao demanded, "Magnus, don't you know what that hunter did? What your little hunter did? Did you not hear about the murder he committed last night? Alexander Lightwood murdered a favored Fay of mine."

Magnus sarcastically replied, "I heard, and I've told you before that Fays only bring trouble."

Dao frowned in confusion and asked, "Are you going to kill me for this? I was not aware that you were caring for these things."

Magnus hesitated while observing Dao. Such a large part of him wanted to rip Dao's blackened heart from his chest cavity and watch the light leave the evil demon's eyes. Yet Magnus knew it was against the code of his species- he had revoked his protection on the Lightwoods.

"Leave this place and don't return, Dao." Magnus released the warlock. Dao stood slowly and straightened his collar before turning and walking away. Magnus glanced at Jace before calling out, "Oh, Dao, they are under my protection. Spread the word for me, will you?"

Dao smirked and stated, "You'll get yourself killed, Magnus. He isn't worth the trouble that the vampires are going to cause."

Then Dao was gone.

Magnus turned and observed as Jace attempted to draw healing runes on Alec's skin. Magnus sighed quietly and walked over. His heart was rapidly beating in his chest as if it wished to jump out of his body and join with Alec's. He stated, "The runes won't work on him, Jace."

Jace glanced up and Magnus pitied the look of helplessness in the boy's eyes. He huffed hotly, "He's a Shadow-hunter. Runes will work."

Magnus said, "No. Runes will only reject him." He snapped his fingers and handed over the piece of paper that suddenly appeared in his palm. He handed it over to Jace and firmly said, "Go and find all of these ingredients for me. Isabelle, I'll need plenty of warm water and a clean bed in the Informatory for him."

Jace stood and ran quickly into the Institute, whereas Isabelle was much slower. It was obvious that she didn't want to let Alec out of her sight. Tears still stained her reddened face as she wobbly stood up. Magnus put a hand on her shoulder and quietly said, "Hurry, Isabelle. He won't last much longer- my spell is the only thing keeping his heart pumping."

She nodded once and he watched as the determination took over. She turned and jogged into the house. Magnus watched her go before leaning down and running his eyes over Alec's bloody body. He softly brushed the boy's long hair away from his face and murmured, "I won't let you die, Alexander."

When his voice strained with worry, he sighed.

Magnus carefully lifted Alec and cradled his body against his chest before striding into the Institute and heading straight for the Informatory. When he entered the spacious room, he found Isabelle working hastily. She wiped at her swollen eyes and said, "Just set him on this bed. Once you get him stable, we can clean him up and switch him to a fresh bed."

She immediately went across the room and began to put crisp, white sheets on another medical bed. Magnus pushed away all of the chaotic thoughts spinning around in his mind and focused on saving Alec's life. Magnus gingerly ripped the fabric of Alec's shirt right down the middle, so it fell in tatters to the tiled floor. Magnus's abused heart shattered once again- for the thousandth time- in his eight hundred years. He knew that this time was unconditionally the worst.

His hands trembled as he started to murmur his strongest healing incantation. He moved his slim fingers in detailed patterns inches above the gaping wound in Alec's chest. The blood and mutilated meat torn from the bone on Alec's beautiful body was enough to cause bile to rise in Magnus's throat. But- with the knowledge and wisdom of a very ancient being- he forced his physical reaction to dissipate. The chant was keeping Alec alive, but once Jace arrived with the necessary components to strengthen the spell, it was less difficult for Magnus to heal.

Well over an hour passed before Jace, seated on the opposite side of the bed from Magnus, hoarsely asked, "Is it working, Magnus?"

He had his darkest hood on and it was covering his face as he looked down on Alec and preformed his most complicated magic to ensure Alec's life. He kept the hood of his cloak on so Isabelle and Jace couldn't see the continuous salty tears burning his eyes. He refused to let the tears fall because being emotional would- in no way- save Alexander from death.

A few moments later, Magnus finally took a step back from the bed and looked up. He met Jace's stare and quietly said, "I've repaired all of the internal damage. I'll have to monitor him for the night. By tomorrow morning, after another round of healing, I'll mix up a potion for him to drink. It will help."

Magnus watched intently as Jace's face collapsed with relief. He rubbed at his eyes and let out a deep sigh before murmuring, "Thank you, Magnus."

Isabelle, who was exhausted and hazardly falling asleep while standing up, stumbled to Jace's side. She said, "You can sleep on whichever bed you want. If you'd like, you can even take one of the guest bedrooms. Jace and I could stay in here with Alec until he wakes."

Magnus looked at the angel lying dirty, bruised, and broken upon the medical bed. Slowly, he shook his head. He had to have a moment of silence before he said, "I need to be near him."

Almost immediately, he realized his slip-up and winced. Of course, the irritating and clever Isabelle caught the real meaning behind his words. He knew it was purposeless to lie now, so he stood silent as she whispered, "He's hurting, Magnus."

Magnus fisted his hands at his sides and gritted out, "I know that."

There was a pause before she turned and walked slowly out of the Informatory. Magnus felt irritable, hopeless, and lifeless. As he had for the last six months and four days. Completely bleak and miserable. Jace stood and gently touched Alec's bare shoulder before saying, "I'll be back in a few hours. If something changes, come and find me."

Magnus's eyes traveled back to Alec. He soaked in the boy's image as a parched man would soak up water. He was so preoccupied, in fact, that he was only vaguely aware of Jace stopping and turning to face him at the doorway. Magnus had to forcefully wrench his eyes away from Alec's blood and dirt-smeared face. He ranted in irritation, "What is it that you want? Did I ever tell you how utterly annoying Shadow-hunters are? Especially you, Jace Wayland. I can tell by your face that you having something deeply serious and likely depressing to tell me. I will say that you're only going to piss me off, I'm sure. But, by all means, go ahead and speak your mind."

Jace's face stayed solemn as he quietly spoke, "I know more about love than you might think, Magnus. And I know my brother loves you. Just like you love him. I don't know what happened between the two of you- Alec hasn't spoken a word to anybody about you, but he's dying. He was dying even before tonight. Whatever the hell has happened can't possibly be so terrible that you're willing to watch the man you love suffer this way."

With that, Jace turned and stalked out of the room.

AN: What do you guys think?:)