Magnus stared at her silently, hand still clutching the cocktail glass. After a moment he moved away from the door, allowing her to enter. Em let out a breath she didn't realise she'd been holding and stepped into the familiar room. Everything looked pretty much the same as it had done a few months ago when this had been her home too, except - her eyes swept the kitchen counter taking in the row of empty glasses. Great.

Maybe coming straight here wasn't the best plan. Em had been so worried about Magnus having the wrong idea she hadn't really paused to think things through, just thrown on a jacket and asked Tessa to summon a portal. Her guardian had offered to come with her but she really didn't want an audience for this conversation. After ten minutes of warning Em not to 'overexert herself' Tessa had finally agreed to let her come alone. Or almost alone.

Em frowned as a tiny kick nudged her abdomen and placed a hand over the spot, rubbing as if to quiet the baby. She stopped when she noticed Magnus, who had closed the door and was now watching her, look down at her hand in surprise. He caught her eye and washed the look from his face before gesturing to the sofa.

He settled himself in the armchair opposite as Em perched cautiously on the edge of the cushion and then cleared his throat. "Would you like something to drink?" She glanced at the cocktail glass in his hand and his eyes widened slightly. "Ah – no," he snapped his fingers and it was replaced with a to-go coffee cup. "I meant something more like water – or tea?" his eyes travelled down to her stomach again before meeting hers calmly.

Em shook her head "I didn't come here to drink tea." Magnus leant forward and set his coffee down on the table between them. "I need to talk to you. I'm sorry for – well, I'm sorry for a lot of things really, I owe you a lot of apologies Magnus. I just didn't know how to... how to tell you about…" she trailed off pathetically. Saying the words was a lot harder than she'd expected, especially with Magnus staring at her like that.

Aside from the brief moment of shock, nothings else had crossed his face since she'd entered the apartment. Em had expected shouting, or swearing or something. But at the moment he looked like he was sitting with an exceptionally boring acquaintance discussing weather patterns, rather than the woman he'd been binge drinking to forget two minutes ago. Maybe he'd already drunk too much, maybe she should come back tomorrow once he'd slept it off.

"I'm sorry," she shook her head slowly, taking in his closed expression. "It's late, I should let you-".

"Your affair?"

"What?" his question took her by surprise.

"Isn't that what you were going to say?" Magnus' forehead creased almost imperceptibly. "That you didn't know how to tell me about your affair?"

"N-no," Em stammered hesitantly, "I wasn't, I didn't have an-"

"So you weren't going to tell me about it?" he interrupted again.

"What? No, I didn't have an-"

"Did you think I wouldn't notice?" his eyes narrowed accusingly. Em was starting to realise that Magnus' careful expression hadn't been because he was drunk or bored, but because he was trying to control his temper. He was furious.

"Or is that why you left?" his eyes flicked downwards again. "Because you knew you couldn't keep it a secret and you figured it would be easier to break up with me than to admit you cheated on me?" He stood up. Before Em could follow him he walked quickly to the kitchen and then back again. She jumped when he slammed something down on the coffee table.

"This," he said, pacing in front of the chair. He pointed to the table "This is what I've spent the last three months doing." Em looked down at the map, it was covered in tiny scribbled notes, sections of some of the countries had been crossed through with thick red pen. She looked up at him in horror.

"I've been searching for you Em." He was pacing faster and faster now, sparks flying from his fingers, voice cracking. "I spent THREE MONTHS looking for you. I thought I'd done something wrong, I thought I'd ruined the best thing in my life and the whole time. THE WHOLE TIME you just couldn't be bothered to TELL ME YOU DIDN'T LOVE ME ANYMORE!" He yelled the last bit and a flurry of blue sparks leapt from his fingers. Em jumped as the bulb in the lamp next to them exploded with a sharp pop.

Magnus started at the noise, he shook his head as if dazed and then looked over at Em. Under his gaze, she realised she had grabbed a throw pillow and was clutching it tightly over her lap. He held up his hands warily and collapsed into the armchair.

"Magnus-"

"No." His voice was quiet now. "I can't. I can't do this Em." He ran a tired hand over his face then turned his sad eyes towards her.

"I didn't ch-"

"I wouldn't have made you leave, you know. If you'd wanted to stay. I would have forgiven you." He shook his head. "We still could have been a family. But you lied to me. You left me."

For the first time that evening Em felt a flicker of hope, "Magnus, please, just listen to me-"

"Go home Em. I'm angry, but I can't yell at you when you're like this-" his eyes wandered to her stomach again and then to the throw pillow. "Just go back to Idris and I can-"

"MAGNUS!" his head snapped up. Em took a deep breath, "Look, I know you're angry, I'm sorry for yelling at you - you deserve to do all the yelling, but I'm just so sick of people treating me like I'm made of glass, just because the baby's magical. Catarina and Tessa have been driving me -" She took another breath. "Sorry, that doesn't matter right now. I'm just really sorry for leaving you, I didn't cheat on you, I didn't have an affair. I just panicked, I didn't know what to do or how to tell you. And I love you, I love you so much, I'm sorry I left, I messed everything up and-"

"Magical?"

Em stopped, mid-rant. Magnus' face was frozen in confusion. "Your baby is magical?"

"Uh, yes. Actually, it's half magical," she looked at him expectantly "It's half warlock." Magnus just stared back at her. "It's not my baby," Em continued, "Well, I mean it's not just mine. It's our baby."

Em didn't think it was possible for Magnus to look any paler than he had at the manor. She was wrong. His eyes widened and the colour drained from his face. He leaned back, gripping the arm of the chair. "But you… but I can't Em."

A shadow crossed his eyes, he leant forward again with a pained expression "Em, you can tell me the truth. Did a demon-"

"No," Em shook her head, "God what is it with you and Catarina?" When his expression didn't shift she elaborated. "Catarina asked the same question, but no," she said, her voice gentle "It's your baby Magnus, I know it seems impossible but Cat ran every test she could. It's half Shadowhunter, half warlock."

"How?" he whispered.

"We don't quite know," Em said, "Tessa thinks maybe it has something to do with being related to her, she's the only warlock on record to have children so I'm not strictly 100% Shadowhunter, to begin with. And Cat said it's rare for a warlock to… date a Shadowhunter, let alone be in a relationship with one for a long period of time. It didn't exactly happen easily, I mean it took us almost ten years."

Magnus didn't respond. Instead, he continued to stare at her, the pain on his face turning slowly to shock.

"Magnus?" she leant forward slightly, but he didn't seem to hear her.

It was a lot to take in, Em knew that, but seeing him frozen sent a sharp jolt of disappointment through her stomach. Part of her had been hoping that he'd be at least a little supportive, even if he couldn't bring himself to be happy about the situation. Then again she'd lied to him, hidden things from him, hurt him. She really didn't have any right to ask anything of Magnus right now.

"I'll, um - I'll let you get your head around all this," she waved an arm vaguely and stood up from the couch. He stayed stuck on the chair. "If you need anything, just call me," she finished lamely.

Em tugged the zip of her jacket, which she'd never bothered to take off, closed and walked to the front door. She'd been stupid for thinking this was going to go any other way.

She was wondering how long it would take Tessa to come and get her when she heard footsteps behind her and a pair of strong arms linked around her waist. As Em turned in surprise Magnus placed a hand under her chin, gently angling her face upwards and then she felt his lips crash against hers. The force of his kiss pushed them both backwards into the door frame. She gasped as they hit it, breaking away only for Magnus to pull her closer again, twining one hand into her hair and the other gently cradling her waist as his soft lips pressed breathlessly against hers. A few minutes later they both broke away, gasping for air.

Em looked up into Magnus' gleaming yellow

"A baby." He beamed down at her still stroking his hand through her hair, and chuckled softly before leaning his forehead against hers. He closed his eyes and smiled. "We're having a baby."

A / N - So yep, hoping to make the next few chapters a little more fluff and a bit less angst, let's see how that goes!

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