Alt Ending 1: (some if it overlaps but there are subtle important differences in the Alec sequence….. and then a completely different end to this one)
Alec was sitting on a grassy hill. The sun shone brightly. "Where are we, dad?" He asked Robert who was sitting next to him.
"This is Idris. Don't you remember it?"
Alec looked around him. The green grass, the flowers, the blue skies all looked familiar. It was like he had dreamed of this place before. He could see towers in the distance. Alec nodded finally. It had been years since he had been there. He had been a young boy.
"This knoll is where I died." Robert said. Alec looked at him for the first time. He was wearing his gear. It was like the picture he had of him. He looked about twenty-five years old.
"You're so young." Alec was shocked to realize how young his dad had really been when he died.
"It's all part of the life, son. We don't have as long as most people." He shrugged. "My life was short, but it was a good one. I had two amazing children who I love." He put his arm around his son. "I had the love of my life. Some people never get that."
"I do." Alec whispered it.
"I know. I watch you, and your sister, and Maryse." The way he said Maryse's name was like music. "I miss you all the time, but I get to see you. I get to know you are happy. Your mom did a great job with you both." He pulled Alec in close to his side. "I am proud of you." He put a kiss on top of his son's head. Alec had wondered how his dad would take it, him being gay. It didn't seem to bother him. "Life is what you make of it, Alec. Love who you love and live like you have no tomorrow."
"Am I dead?" Alec was scared to know the answer.
Robert stood up and helped Alec to his feet. "It's time for you to go."
Alec threw his arms around his dad. He could just stay here with him. This wasn't fair. "Daddy, don't leave again." He was crying. Tears streaked his face. He held him tight.
"Alexander."
Magnus sat on a grassy knoll in Idris. His knees pulled up and his chin resting on them. He is watching the sea of white as shadowhunters gather for the funeral pyre. He lets out a breath that he'd been holding and looks around him.
He's alone. He feels alone and cold. He wished Alec was there with him but he wasn't. And there was nothing he could do about it.
Why did he even come?
Why were they in Idris anyway?
Magnus thought about the last time he saw Alec. His blue eyes had fluttered open and he had smiled at him. "Magnus." They had embraced. Then Alec had gone back under and into a coma like state again.
Magnus had tested to make sure the demon blood from the blade hadn't gone septic on him. He should be fine and awake but he wasn't.
Was it the stress?
This was so awful.
Magnus came back to the present and the shadowhunters were dispersing. It was over.
He saw a group of people coming toward him, golden hair and red hair shining in the sun. Izzy was with them too her ebony hair flowing down her back. They were all dry eyes.
Magnus stood and walked through them to the one bringing up the back. Blue eyes shining looked into his. "Alexander." He wrapped him up in his arms.
"I spit on his ashes." Alec said with a laugh. "They didn't like it too much."
"I don't understand what this was all about anyway. The little twerp didn't deserve this service." There was poison in Magnus's words.
"He was a shadowhunter." He shrugged. "His father got the pyre too. I don't get it really either."
They walked away from the rising smoke hand in hand. They just wanted to go home.
A/N: hmmm did you think it was Alec at first? HMMM?