A/N: This is just going to be a series of one shots showing Alec and Magnus's relationship one day a month. Will be a random day out of the month. Also this is a sort of AU as it doesn't follow the TMI story line. Alec and the rest are still Shadowhunters and Magnus is still a Warlock.

And Max is alive in this one. Because he's to sweet to be killed

When Max says they're fighting, it's more of a friendly fighting. Like they're training.

Warnings: Mpreg

November 9th

"Magnus, are you ready yet? We're going to be late," Alec knocked on the bathroom door a few more times before going back to the mirror to do something with his hair. "You know how my mom can be."

"Just a minute," Magnus called back. "Just putting on my lipstick."

Alec looked over as Magnus walked out and finished getting his hair just right. He was pleased with himself. Hardly an inch of black on him. He was wearing a pair of tan dress pants with a dark blue sweater Magnus had bought him and a pair of dark brown loafers.

"You look plain," Magnus said as he buttoned up his vest. "I'm not used to seeing you without any black."

"I thought'd you appreciate the change," Alec replied. "Besides, my socks are black so it's not like I'm done with the color all together."

"I suppose," Magnus nodded and ran a hand through his hair. "How do I look?"

"Amazing as always," Alec answered looking him over.

"You're just saying that because you don't want to me go off on you again," Magnus chuckled.

Alec walked over and kissed him. "You will always look amazing to me 1. Because you're drop dead gorgeous and 2. You're carrying our child."

"You can be so corny...But I like it," Magnus kissed back before pulling away. "Now we should go because we are going to be late at the this point."

Alec nodded and grabbed his coat as he followed him out of the room.

"That dinner was amazing," Magnus complimented as he helped Maryse wash the dishes. "No wonder Alec is such an excellent cook. He learned from the best."

"Why thank you Magnus, but you didn't have to help clean up," she replied.

"It's the least I could after all you've done. I really can't thank you enough, those lollipops you mentioned helped quell most of the nausea when I'm at work," he told her.

"It should pass towards the end of the first trimester. Do you know how far along you are?"

"It will be three months next week...Only six more months to go."

Maryse finished up washing the dishes and helped him dry the rest putting them away in the cupboard. She took the coffee pot with a fresh batch of coffee and some cups and set them on a tray.

"You don't sound to enthusiast," She noticed. "Everything alright?"

"I am happy. I've always wanted children," he answered warming up his own tea cup. "And having one with Alec is a dream come true, really...I'm just...what if I'm not good enough? What if I'm not a good parent?"

"Magnus, you're going to be a wonderful parent," Maryse told him walking over.

"What makes you so sure?"

"The way you are with Max. He's always happy when he comes back from staying with you and Alec. His homework is always complete. He just goes on and about how much fun you all had."

"But that's just when he stays over the weekend," Magnus tried to point out.

"You're going to be fine Mangus. And if you ever need help, you have my number and I know Alec will do what he can. Alright?"

He nodded a little bit and gave her a small smile. "You're right. I'm just worrying for nothing."

"You won't tell Alec will you?" He asked. "I'd rather not worry him."

She nodded. "Your secret's safe with me."

"Mom, Alec and dad are fighting," Max called down to the kitchen. "And dad's winning."

"I believe that's our cue," she chuckled picking up the tray. "Shall we?"

He stood up and walked out after her down to the training room.

"So how does it feel to get your ass kicked by a forty-seven year old?" Magnus teased as he dabbed at one of Alec's cuts with the antibacterial gel.

"Oh hush," Alec rolled his eyes and winced. "Ow, why can't you just magically heal me like usual?"

"Because then I won't have any energy for when I work tomorrow. Plus, I kinda like doing it the old fashioned way," he smiled. "Now I can look into your eyes for as long as I want."

"You can always look into my eyes when ever you want," Alec chuckled.

"Yes, but this way seems less creepy."

Magnus tossed the cotton swab into the trash and put the cap back on the gel. "There. All disinfected." He smiled. "They weren't to deep but, I always thought a man with scars was undeniably sexy."

"Oh really?" Alec asked with a raised eyebrow. "I thought you believed in perfect skin."

"I do. But I can like a man with scars, and tattoo's and runes~" Magnus traced the rune on his neck with a nail. "Runes have to be my favorite though~ I can never resist a man covered in them."

"Is that why you chose me?" Alec asked.

"No, while I do enjoy the runes, I didn't choose you because of that."

Alec moved to lie back on the bed gently pulling Magnus with him so he was lying against his chest.

"Then why did you? Is it because Jace wasn't available? Or was Isabelle more of a drama queen than you?" he was teasing.

"Jace was never my first choice, and if he and I were somehow the last two people on earth I would choose a rock. And while I do like the occasional woman, Isabelle is to bossy for my tastes. You however are perfect. I chose you because you don't flaunt yourself around, you keep me grounded and my head out of the clouds which is a very good thing by the way. You're also not to bad on the eyes."

Alec smiled and ran his fingers through his hair. "I try."

"I'll always choose you. No matter what. And I feel so lucky to be able to have a baby with you."

Alec tilted his his chin up. "I think I'm the lucky one here," he smiled and kissed him.