Oh my lord... I have never cried because of a show before, but damn the last Shadowhunters episode (3x20) left me bawling my eyes out! But yeah back to the story…
Magnus woke up to the sound of someone screaming. He was still half asleep, but his hand went instinctively to the side where Alec had been sleeping. When all he his hand touched was cold sheets, he started panicking. He bolted upright, and stumbled out of the bed, dressing himself magically while he ran out of the room.
"ALEXANDER?" he shouted, but the only answer he got was yet another agonized scream of his lover. He ran out to the living room, almost falling over at the sight of Alec on the floor. "Alexander?" he tried again, gaining the attention of the halfway unconscious shadowhunter. He looked the boy over, seeing that a lot of his bones were broken and dislocated. He quickly scanned Alec over, but found nothing wrong, not even traces of magic.
Alec screamed anew, as his shoulder dislocated, leaving his whole arm in an unnatural position. Then it hit Magnus. Alec had been bitten by a werewolf and the demonic venom was causing this. Magnus slapped himself mentally for not thinking of it earlier. He had been too worried for Alec's wounds to even think of him getting a demonic poisoning from the bite.
"It's gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay, just hold on..." he muttered to the archer, starting to chant in Latin. He couldn't stop the transformation fully, only slow it down so he'd have time to get rid of the venom coursing through Alec's veins. He knew Alec wouldn't become a werewolf because of his angel blood, but untreated he could die very quickly.
Alec's femur shattered next, and the bone crushed into pieces under his weight. Magnus could only try to comfort Alec by talking to him while the spell took effect. Magnus tried to soothe the pain with magic, but it was clear it didn't help much. He had to get Alec to his work room, so he could heal him and get rid of the poison.
"...M-mags..?"
"I'm right here love, right here..."
"...h-hurts..."
"I know darling, I know, I'll make the pain stop, I promise. Just stay still for me, ok? It's gonna be okay..."
The only answer he got was a pained moan as Alec's broken bones moved in rhythm with his ragged breathing. Magnus brought his hands above Alec's torso, casting a protective spell around his insides to make sure his ribs wouldn't puncture his lungs, and casting another to hold the bones still when he picked Alec up, just to be sure.
He circled his arms around Alec, and picked him up as gently as he could. He saw that the movement caused great pain, and Alec gasped struggling to get out of his hold as well as he could in the state he was in, pleading he warlock to stop. But Magnus couldn't, no matter how much he wanted to, and could only try to make it bearable. He kept talking to Alec in a soothing tone as they slowly made their way to Magnus's work room.
Magnus laid Alec down on a sofa he had in the corner of the room, trying to be as gentle as he could. Alec had stopped fighting in his hold, as he was too tired to even keep his eyes open. It it wasn't for the pained gasps Alec let out, Magnus would've been sure he was already dead. A small whimper got out as Alec's spine moved and Magnus tried to help what he could, talking to the younger man, hoping to bring the slightest of comfort.
Magnus knew he couldn't pull the venom out of Alec's body now that the wounds had been healed, so he had to use a potion to get rid of it. He went through shelves and cabinets filled with different bottles and vials, until he found a small wooden box he was looking for. It wasn't the first time he had to use one of these on Alec. It wasn't uncommon for shadowhunters to get demonic poisonings, and Magnus always kept a few vials in store for situations like this.
He opened the box, taking out one of the vials filled with purple liquid. He looked at the potion. Giving it to Alec now would be extremely risky, as the potion caused high fever, and the hunter's body temperature was already too high. The venom has also been in his system for over two days, which meant he would need at least three doses of the medicine.
It was a high risk, but he had to take it. He sighed, walking back to Alec, sitting next to the sofa. He shook Alec lightly by the shoulder to get his attention, and combed his hair off of his sweaty forehead. Alec swallowed thickly, and turned his head to his direction, leaning to the touch. He willed his hands to remain steady as he gently propped Alec's head upwards.
"Hey love. I need you to drink something for me okay?" he said bringing the vial to the Alec's dry, barely parted lips. At first the archer didn't comply, but after a few seconds he was able to part his lips just enough for Magnus to pour the potion into his mouth. Blue magic emerged from the tips of his fingers of his left hand, obliging Alec to swallow down the liquid.
Alec's muffled, pained growl made him flinch, but he held his lover still for a few more moments, dropping the now empty vial, and pressing his right hand on Alec's sweaty forehead. He had to make sure every drop of the potion had ended up entering Alec's tainted bloodstream. Alec tried to fight his hold, but he was too weak to put on much of a fight, ending up pulling at Magnus' shirt weakly.
"I know it hurts Alec, I know darling..." the warlock muttered, sadness clear in his voice. Alec let out yet another pained grunt and Magnus caressed his forehead gently, feeling more powerless than ever before. Now he could only sit back and do the two things he hated the most. Watch and wait.
Letting out a long, bitter exhale, Magnus caressed Alec's face once more and swore inwardly, watching Alec tremble and writhe on the sofa as the potion took effect. Magnus could only watch as the love of his life was suffering.
He couldn't stay inactive, he needed something to do. Time lost meaning for Magnus, as all his surroundings dimmed into nothing. He had started to heal Alec's spine, trying to knit it back together from the small pieces of bone, ears on high alert to catch every muttered whimper Alec would utter.
After a while Magnus casted a troubled gaze on the clock which was hanging on the opposite wall, gasping as he beheld the time. He swallowed thickly as he realized he had to get Alec to drink yet another round of the potion. His long fingers took a hold of the second vial that was lingering on a desk next to where he was sitting. This time, Alec's lips were parted enough so that Magnus could make him drink the purple liquid, but the shadowhunter's body was shaking harshly under the high fever.
"Shh, hush darling..."Magnus offered sadly, very aware that these words were the only ones capable of leaving his lips at the moment. He conjured a soft blanket, covering Alec's lower body in an attempt to ease the tremors which were wrecking his body to the core. Leaning above Alec once more, he let the potion slip in between Alec's dry lips and inside the curve of his mouth. Just like he had done before, he used magic to make Alec swallow it down. Alec winced once again, salty tears running down his face.
The warlock brushed away Alec's tears with his fingers, and kissed his sweaty forehead. Magnus felt Alec's too hot skin underneath his lips, he inhaled his sweet scent and found himself pleading his lover to keep fighting, if only for a little while longer.
"Just one more round darling, just one more dose and then it will not be as painful, I promise..." Magnus whispered under his breath pulling back from Alec's body.
The potion was doing a good job and most of the poison was out of Alec's body, Magnus was sure of it.
"That's it, come on Alec, keep fighting darling, just a little longer..." the warlock encouraged.
Magnus let his eyes flutter closed, but opened them a moment later, when Alec coughed repeatedly, his whole body shaking. Pushing every other thought aside, Magnus propped Alec up a little.
"Shh, easy, easy, Alec you have to breathe love, you have to breathe through it..." Magnus pleaded, letting some of his magic emerge, pressing his hand on Alec's sternum. Magnus was able to ease the frantic coughing fit, and he sighed heavily. The potion was indeed working, but Alec's body was failing and there was nothing Magnus could do. This was what he'd been afraid of. The side effects of the potion. Magnus sucked in a sharp breath as Alec began thrusting on the bed. He slid his ring covered fingers down Alec's neck, going for Alec's pulse point, but ended up hissing as his fingers et with skin. Alec's body was quite literally, burning up. Magnus pulled his hand back in shock at the heat his lover was radiating. He shook his head quickly putting his hand back on the nephilim's pulse point, trying to count, but soon pulled back as it was an impossible task. Alec's heartbeat was too fast.
"Alexander, you have to calm down, you have to settle down love, please..." Magnus chanted frantically as he cupped the side of Alec's neck. "Alec you need to-" Magnus was cut short as the archer started mumbling under his breath, clearly panicking. Alec continued to mumble his name through clattering teeth.
The young archer was shaking again, face and chest drenched in sweat, his hazel eyes tightly shut. Tears were running down his fever flushed cheeks. Magnus waved his hands above Alec's body, but his magic was unable to stop Alec's panicked rambling. Minutes passed, but Magnus couldn't find out what was causing the distress. Then it hit him.
"He's delirious..."
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