A/N:Hello! Here's a new chapter for you guys!

I'm so so so so so sorry that it took me so long to update, and all i produced was this. But seriously i've been writing this lackluster chapter for two weeks. The "spark" hasn't been there, and neither has the time. ughhhh im sorry. i will have something up tomorrow or sunday

Magnus POV

At first he lay still, much like he'd been for over a week now. But after a few tense moments, he started to shake a little. Then he was thrashing, and screaming as if he could not control it. I tried to calm him, with magic, or my voice, but nothing seemed to work. I could tell it was working, or at least something was.

Color was rapidly returning to his skin,and his hair already less flat. He looked….well alive. The burns on his face started to fade, making me concerned. Why would he be healing so fast? But sooner than i'd spoke, all motion ceased.

Alec eyelashes fluttered coquettishly, and suddenly I was staring into an ocean of blue.

Alec POV

At first I was greeted by shockingly bright lights. Really world? Is that how you treat poor me? For a moment i was almost confused by my location, but gathered that it was the Infirmary by all of the medicines and the stark whiteness of it all. And then i saw him.

Magnus.

At first i wanted to back away. I was afraid, and he wouldn't want to see me. I scooted away from him slowly, falling off of the bed and onto the floor, my legs tangled in the sheets.

He helped me up with a little smile on his face. "Hey."

"Hi."

Magnus filled me in on everything, straight from when I jumped in front of Clary, very well saving her life. How i'd been unconscious for very well over a week. Magnus told me that everyone in the Institute had been sad and depressed since I'd fallen in battle.

"No one could function without you." he said, to my surprise.

I noted Magnus's appearance and guessed that he was telling the truth. He wore sweats, and while they were probably designer, they were still sweat pants. No makeup decorated his face, and he wore no glitter, thank the angel.

Noticing me staring, Magnus looked at himself with a self-deprecating grin. "Sorry about my appearance.. I know I'm a mess."

I blinked. "You're beautiful."

Magnus couldn't seem to keep the grin off of his face. After looking at me a bit strangely for a few moments, he said, "Maybe we should get your family. I'm sure they want to see that you are alive and well."

For a second, my smile faltered. Was I really ready to see them? But I followed Magnus obediently, happy that I could walk. In the hall, the lights were even brighter than they were in the Infirmary. I was happy to be free of the chains that didn't want me to be free, but at the same time I felt….lost. Magnus entered the kitchen, where i found my family silently eating dinner. They all looked much the same as Magnus did, haggard, tired and almost sad. Did they really care that much about me?

"Hey guys." I said with a smile.

Someone dropped their fork. "Did you guys miss me? Because I had a very relaxing week of rest-"

"It was closer to two." Jace snapped. I met the golden eyes of my brother, and before I could respond, he threw his arms around me like i'd been missing for years. "We thought you were dead." he muttered.

"Sorry to disappoint."

He punched me in the shoulder, harder than necessary. "Don't say things like that. You almost were."

"Alec!" Izzy exclaimed, joining in on the hug. My parents rushed over, and for a second it was alright. But where Max should've been was an empty space, and Magnus had squeezed himself into the corner of the room. I gestured toward him, and he approached cautiously.

"You're apart of this you know." I whispered to him. "If you want to be."

He nodded almost unoticeably, and I decided not to push the issue, enveloping myself in sandalwood while I still could.

A/N: Review, tell me i suck and demand more. I need inspiration! :D