EDITED ON 5/30/2020
Few things before we start!
Thank you for the reads and votes! Please, please continue to vote and comment, it makes my day! I follow back when you follow me. I do intend to take this all the way to the end of Shadowhunters and beyond with changes of course. As of right now, I'm unsure if I will have Malec break up Season 2. I will keep the Season 3 break up, I intend to bring Rafael and Max into the picture as well. Clace will not happen in this story as Jace is now Clary's adoptive brother but I will, starting now, be holding an open vote. Comment and tell me who you think Clary should end up with. I'll list some possibilities, but please give me your ideas as well. Also, if you have any ideas as to how the story should continue to develop I'd love to hear them and will try to incorporate them if they hold true to how I view this story.
My ideas:
Raphael (I like this idea, a lot)
Simon (although I love him with Izzy)
Meliorn (eh)
Lorenzo (I had someone suggest this and while I don't see it going anywhere, thought I'd share just in case)
So please vote on who Clary should end up with! Let me know what you think, comment some ideas and vote on the story as well! Love you all!
Blue light streamed past Clary, catching Alec. She recognized it as Magnus' magic before she even turned to see him.
"Oh, my God!" She breathed in relief as the tear came quicker, streaming down her cheeks in rivers. She turned to see Magnus, hand outstretched, standing behind her with a look of pure fear rippling across his features.
Using his magic, Magnus pulled Alec back up onto the ledge and made him step off it onto the roof and slump down onto the ground.
Izzy and Jace rushed out onto the roof as Magnus went to check Alec's pulse after he'd sedated him.
"What happened?" Izzy asked, embracing her sister.
"All of the sudden he started talking about how I hated him for killing Jocelyn."
Izzy, Jace and Clary joined Magnus kneeling by Alec's side.
Maryse barreled through the roof door and towards her children and Magnus. "Alec?!" She shrieked.
"It's okay." Magnus assured her. "I sedated him when I pulled him from the ledge."
Maryse knelt between Izzy and Jace and reached out to her son.
"You know what. You stay away from him. You can't be trusted." Jace pointed at their mother.
"I can't be trusted?" She snapped. "Now you see why I was wary of having a party at a warlock's house." She glared at Magnus.
"Whoa. What's going on here?" Simon asked as he joined the others on the roof.
"What do you care?" Clary asked from her place in between Jace and Magnus, holding her brother's limp hand. "Maia's at the bar."
"Yes." Simon agreed. "And Alec's on the ground. Is he going to be okay?"
"You're all going to be okay." Magnus interrupted, standing up. "Everyone just stay here; I'll be right back."
Magnus left the roof at a brisk walk, nearly running. He'd been gone less than a minute when Maryse stood up and turned on Clary.
"What did you say to my son?" She demanded. "Don't you think Alec feels guilty enough?"
"Listen." Clary snapped. "I did nothing! I did not bring him up here, I followed him. And I thought I was your daughter, now. Not your enemy."
When Magnus returned to the group, they'd left Alec's side in favor of yelling at one another. Jace and Simon were both red in the face, shouting at one another and gaining volume. Izzy and Clary were yelling at Maryse who was holding her own against her daughters just fine.
Magnus opened his spell book and flipped through the pages until he found the counter spell he was looking for. He started to chant in French, and he waved his hands, blue magic spread from his fingertips to the people spread out before him.
All at once the rage left the Shadowhunters and they stopped yelling. It was almost as if they were frozen in place. Looks of shock and confusion on each face.
"Mom." Jace broke the silence, looking to Maryse in horror of what he had done.
"Jace." Maryse said.
"You Okay?"
"I'm fine."
"Simon," Clary sighed. "I'm sorry. I know you didn't kiss Maia."
"You thought I kissed Maia?" Simon asked in disbelief. "What happened here?" He asked Magnus.
"It seems a Warlock has been having a little fun at our expense." Magnus revealed. He looked down at Alec who'd woken up. He was sitting back up instead of sitting slumped against the brick wall of the ledge and was swaying side to side as if he'd fall over at any moment. He looked dazed and confused as he stared up at Magnus.
"Is he okay?" Maryse asked, hand on his shoulder.
"Alec." Clary gasped.
Clary and Isabelle joined their mother, crouched around Alec.
Magnus closed his spell book, prepared to join them when the book disappeared from his hands.
"Someone has taken my spell book!" Magnus announced and threw his arms into the air, putting his wards back up. He'd taken them down for the party but now that he knew he'd unknowingly welcomed another Warlock into his home he had to make sure that they would stay there.
"You're putting your wards up?" Clary asked.
"Nobody leaves until I get it back." He pointed a finger as if daring them to disagree.
—
They spent the next hour screening Shadowhunters as they left the premises. No one had the book.
"Is he the last one?" Jace asked as Raj left.
"It appears I'm the only warlock here." Magnus answered.
"Magnus, what happens if we don't find your spell book?" Clary asked.
"That's not an option you want to explore." Magnus told her. "That book can undo every spell I've ever cast. From the elementary to the complex. In new and old languages. Champenois. It's an old French dialect. The red-haired cat." He realized.
He made his way to the bedroom with Alec close on his heels. "Magnus, what cat?"
They looked around the bedroom before Magnus spotted a lump under the covers on the bed. He motioned to Jace who pulled back the covers. A red and white cat stood up and hissed. It jumped off the bed and lunged for the door, but Magnus threw a spell at it, forcing it to assume its true form. The air around and above the cat rippled and Iris Rouse appeared. Clary flinched back and Alec's hands clenched as Iris raised her arms and blasted them all with Magic making Alec's world go black.
Alec blinked before straightening up and looking around. Magnus and Iris were gone, and it was just him, Izzy, Clary, Jace and Simon in the room. Everyone was exchanging confused looks, as if they had no idea what had happened. Izzy stalked out of the room and Clary followed close behind. Jace, Alec and Simon followed their lead. When they came out into the living room, they found Iris enveloped in Magnus' magic. She immediately looked to Clary; her expression desperate.
"Clary Fairchild, you made a blood oath. Find Madzie."
"It's Clary Lightwood now." Alec glared at the Warlock.
Magnus pushed Iris into a portal and closed it. "She's the Clave's problem now."
—
Izzy, Jace and Simon had left about twenty minutes ago. Clary was sitting on the couch in a pair of Magnus' sweatpants and one of Alec's ratty shirts. Magnus and Alec were in the kitchen making tea, or in Magnus' case, rummaging through the cabinets trying to look busy.
"Y'know," Magnus sighed. "I had thought I had to worry about Clary offing herself, I never thought I'd have to stop you from jumping off a building."
Alec sighed and hung his head. "I don't know why I did that. I really didn't feel guilty about Jocelyn anymore. It wasn't bothering me. I don't know what happened."
"Can you promise me that you'd never do that if you weren't under the influence of a spell?"
"Yes. I can. I promise."
Magnus nodded. "I never want to feel fear like that again, Alexander."
"You were scared?" Alec took the kettle off the stove as it hissed and turned to his boyfriend who'd shut the cabinet door and was leaning against it.
"I came out onto the roof to find my boyfriend jumping off it. Of course, I was scared. I thought I was going to lose you!" Magnus cried, desperate for Alec to understand the pain rippling through his chest.
Alec pushed himself off the counter he was leaning against and moved swiftly across the kitchen, he pulled Magnus into his arms and leaned down to connect their lips. The kiss felt like it lasted for hours and when they pulled away, they were panting for breath.
"You're not going to lose me." Alec told him. "I'm staying right here, with you."
"Except one day, I will lose you." Magnus whispered. "You're going to die some day and you'll leave me."
Alec was spared having to respond when Clary wandered in. "Oh." She blinked owlishly at the two men. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt."
Alec and Magnus shook their heads. "Oh no need to apologize." Magnus waved off her apology as he stepped around Alec towards the girl. "I'll just make sure to interrupt you and your boyfriend when the two of you are having a moment."
"Boyfriend?" Alec asked.
"Yes. Susan." Magnus informed him.
"Simon. Not Susan." Clary corrected.
"You're dating the mundane?" Alec demanded.
"He's not a mundane." Clary returned, the same heat behind her words as there was behind Alec's.
"Whatever. He isn't good enough for you." Alec dismisses.
Clary rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
Magnus snorted and sashayed out of the room. Alec turned back to the stove and finished making the tea.
"Alec?" Clary asked quietly.
He turned around and looked at her expectantly. "Hmm?"
"Something's been bothering me." She sighed and leaned against the counter next to him. "I wanted to ask you about it if you don't mind?"
Alec nodded. "What's wrong?"
"Uhm," She sighed. "It's about Jace. You all took him in and adopted him. Yet you made me biologically related to you. Is he mad at me because of that? Because I'm biologically a Lightwood, but he's only adopted?"
Alec shook his head. "No. At least I don't think so. We didn't even know the spell existed until Magnus mentioned it. If we had known about it back then, we definitely would've done it."
"If he asked now?" She asked. "Would you do it?"
"In a heartbeat." Alec confirmed. "If he really wanted it."
Clary nodded.
"Clary," Alex sighed. "I don't want you to feel guilty that you're a Lightwood. You should never feel guilty for having a family. Jace is just as much of a Lightwood as you are. You're just a biological Lightwood. That's the only difference."
Whatever Clary was about to say was cut off as Magnus walked back in and presented her with a small, rectangular, wrapped package. "Congratulations on becoming a Lightwood, Biscuit." He winked.
"Magnus. You shouldn't have." She told him sincerely as Alec pulled at the bow on the box. She smacked his hand and undid the blue bow, handing it to her brother.
"But I did." He said cheekily.
She lifted the lid off the box and gasped at the sight of the gift. "Magnus! You really shouldn't have."
There was a large blue pendant inside the little box. It was absolutely stunning and, Clary was sure, absolutely expensive. Alec peered over her shoulder at the gorgeous piece of jewelry and snorted.
Magnus moves forward, giving his boyfriend a stern look and plucks the necklace out of the box. He twirls a finger, signaling for Clary to turn around. When she turns to face her brother, Magnus puts the necklace around her neck and fastens it.
"While it is beautiful, it has meaning as well. This particular jewel has been in my family for centuries. When I picked it out for you, I placed several charms on it. It will protect you, only yourself and people you trust can remove it, and I can also track you with it. So long as you keep this with you, you will remain safe."
"Magnus..." Clary threw her arms around the man and he could feel the shoulder of his shirt growing damp. Magnus wrapped his arms around the girl. One arm was around her waist and the other cradled the back of her head. He looked up to lock eyes with his boyfriend who, while remaining silent, watched the scene with a certain fondness in his eyes.
"Thank you." Clary whispered in his ear.
"You're my family, Clarissa Lightwood." He told her firmly. "I've never known anyone like I've known you. I watched you grow up, I babysat you, I actually liked you, I've never really been good with children." He pulled back from their embrace to look her in the eyes. "I've loved you like family for longer than you know, Clary."
Clary smiled, tears in her eyes. "We aren't like family, Magnus." She reached up and cupped the side of his face. "We are family."
She stood on her tippy toes and kissed his cheek, hugging him around the neck once more and she let go.
Alec swooped in and planted a kiss on his boyfriend's unsuspecting mouth. Clary fake gagged and Alec pushed her lightly, an easy smile turning the corners of his lips. It wasn't hard to see that he was happy and at ease.
"In addition to that, Alec stays here a lot. I've offered to Isabelle already, but she passed, I'd like to create a room here for you. Clary, you aren't just my family through Alec," He motioned to his lover. "You are my family, all by yourself. You have been since you were two years old. You don't remember, nor will you ever since we lost your memories to the demon, but I helped raise you, much like Luke. I see myself in you, I've noticed that you still do things that I taught you. When you twirl your pencil when you sketch, when you knock four times on a door, instead of three. How you apply your eye makeup, with the corners smudged because that looks more natural. All these things are what I taught you, or what you picked up from me. I babysat you sometimes for a week at a time. You've had a room here before. You, Clary Lightwood, are quite honestly the closest thing I've ever had to a child of my own. A sister, now, perhaps. I consider you a part of my family."
Clary openly gaped at the man and turned to see Alec's reaction. Alec was smiling, leaning against the wall, happy that two of the most important people in his life were getting along.
Clary wiped a tear from her eye and once again embraced him. "I love you, Magnus Bane. I would be honored to have a room here."
"I love you too, Clary Lightwood."
"Lightwood-Bane, our little secret."
"Lightwood-Bane." Magnus mused. "I think I like the sound of that." Magnus snuck a peek at Alec. Maybe one day, he decided.
—
"To the Angel I entrust my life. And vow to uphold the laws of heaven. I take this mark to honor Him. To bring His light into me. And vow to uphold the laws of heaven. So, I may join the ranks of the Shadowhunters." Max vowed before the Silent Brother. "The guardians of peace."
He pulled up his sleeve and presented his arm to the Silent Brother who had pulled out a stele. He drew the angelic rune onto Max's arm and Isabelle, Alec, Clary and Maryse came forward to congratulate him.
After the ceremony was over, and Max had run off to show everyone who would listen, his new rune, Clary and Jace approached Alec in the hallway.
"The ceremony was beautiful." Clary grinned, slipping forward to plant a kiss on her brother's cheek.
"Yeah, Max did great, huh?" Clary and Jace stood side-by-side awkwardly as Alec regarded them uncomfortably.
"He didn't even flinch." Alec attempted a smile in the awkward atmosphere, but it appeared as a grimace.
Jace spotted Maryse just down the hall and excused himself. "Give me a minute."
Clary shifted her weight and sighed as she watched Jace walk away. "I meant to say this last night. I just didn't know how." She reached up to fidget with her necklace, the blue one that Magnus had gifted her. "Alec," she looked up and locked eyes with him. "Whatever you heard me say, while we were under the spell. You must know, I don't blame you for Jocelyn. I don't."
Alec regarded her with a blank expression for a moment before the corner of his mouth turned up and he pulled her in for a hug. Clary could've sworn she felt tears drip onto her head but when Alec released her, his eyes were dry.
Alec offered Clary his arm and together they approached Maryse and Jace. When they reached Jace's side Alec sighed.
"Max says you and Dad have been fighting." Maryse closed her eyes and sighed. "About me and Magnus." He added, Clary gripped her necklace and Alec's arm tightly. The necklace pulsed a blue light under her fingers.
"Max doesn't have any idea what's going on between your father and me." Maryse told him.
"Then what is it?" Clary asked.
Tears gathered in Maryse's eyes and she swallowed thickly. "I didn't want to burden you all." She admitted. She took a deep breath and met Alec's eyes. Clary thought she looked absolutely destroyed.
"Is Dad cheating on you?" Alec asked her. Clary could tell how difficult it was for Alec to ask the question.
Maryse's lips trembled with the effort she was making not to cry in front of her children. Clary surged forward and enveloped her mother in a hug.
"Bastard." Jace cursed.
Maryse hugged her daughter fiercely. "You can't tell Isabelle." She demanded. "She worships Robert. I can bear it, but it would destroy her."
Clary released her and nodded, and Alec moved into to embrace his mother. "Come stay with us," he pleaded. "You and Max. You don't have to go back to Idris or Dad."
"Oh." She cried. "I wish I could stay. More than anything. But I have to get back to the Clave."
"Why?" Clary asked.
"Let Robert take care of that." Jace stated, angrily.
"Everything's different now. With Clary and the sword." She caressed her daughter's face. "I can't let my problems interfere with my duty. Not now."
Jace nodded as Clary and Alec exchanged grim looks. Maryse gathered herself and gave her children one last smile before swiftly moving past them. Clary bid her brothers good night and headed out in search of Isabelle.
"Look," Alec said, turning to Jace. "I don't pretend to know what's going on between you and Clary, but it's beginning to affect everyone else. I won't choose sides here. Not between family. You're my brother. Clary is my sister." He pointed down the hall in the direction that Clary went. "Our sister. Get it together, man. Move on. Do whatever you have to do. But we are family. Family shouldn't be afraid to look at each other."
"I am not afraid to look at Clary." Jace rolled his eyes.
"Then try it sometime." Alec retorted and Jace gave him an exasperated look.
Jace shrugged. "I thought I was in love."
Alec sighed. "I'm sorry."
"I look at her, and I feel disgusting. I feel ashamed. I feel like a bad person because I want her."
"You can't have her. You know that, right?" Alec asked, looking at Jace warily.
"I thought, I thought that knowing she was my sister; biologically and now through adoption, I thought that knowing that, it would turn the feelings off. That it would be like with Isabelle. The thought of being with Isabelle makes me sick. But with Clary, it's not like that at all. Sometimes I think, to hell with it. Right? If we don't feel like siblings, then it isn't wrong. But that isn't true. It's still wrong. But sometimes, I don't care. I'll see her standing there, talking to someone and I imagine just going up to her, grabbing her and kissing her. And that thought, it makes me happy, it makes me feel like I still have control of something in my life. But I don't, because Clary would hate me for doing that. She's dating that Vampire. She doesn't love me; doesn't feel the way I do." Jace shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair. "I think there's something seriously wrong with me."
Alec shifted uncomfortably. "On second thought, I can handle the weird. Don't go near her. Not until you can control. . ." He motioned vaguely to Jace. "This. You hurt her; I'll kill you. Parabatai or no."
With that, Alec walked off leaving Jace with his emotional crisis in the middle of the hallway.
"So much for not taking sides." Jace muttered.