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I couldn't believe I was standing in a room trying to avoid looking at Magnus. If we ever got out of this alive, I promised myself that I would never tell him- never let him get near a mirror to see- just how awful he looked tied up and discarded carelessly on the floor. He had bloody welts all over his body and face and his tattered clothes where barely recognizable. His was sporting a gash on his head that was leaking a bit of blood down one side of his face. And that was just what I could see from that angle.

I just couldn't take it, so I thought back to the events that led me up to that moment.

David had, indeed, betrayed the shadowhunters.

He had led them into the Hotel Dumont. We arrived just as the last of the shadowhunters were going in. One of them tried to turn us away when Maia, of all people, came running up to us like a bat out of hell. She looked very thin and paler than normal.

She doubled over to catch her breath for a second, gasping. "It's a trap. David- he's lying."

Luke lurched forward to grab Maia by her shoulders. "How did you escape?"

"It was Magnus. He was brilliant. They kept us drained and helpless at all times but he managed to do a couple spells to get me out. We had to warn you."

Hell broke loose after that. The shadowhunters that heard what she had said were shouting to the ones up ahead.

Through that chaos, vampires and faeries appeared and a battle was on- inside and outside of the hotel.

I ended up fighting a faerie. We went back and forth for a short while. I sensed someone watching me, so I let my eyes wander a bit. In the momentary lapse of attention, the faerie's sword briefly made contact with my shoulder, but it mostly just glanced off of it and tore down the side of my shirt.

Yes, I was stupid for letting myself get distracted because I could have been killed right then, but I did get to see that the person looking at me was David.

He was clearly trying to hide in the shadows and get my attention to draw me out. He was actually doing a pretty good job of it.

I was done playing with the faerie, then. I stepped forward to deliver a quick left jab, then put my seraph blade into his heart. I stepped over the fallen fae and began to walk to where I knew David was waiting for me.

Jace saw what I was doing and started to follow me. Unfortunately, we had to turned from David, as there were more faeries closing in on us.

Jace and I fought side by side. Clary and Simon we close by, fighting together as well. Izzy was a little further away, holding her own, as to be expected, with her whip.

By the time I glanced back at the spot David was previously, he was no longer there.

With the help of Pablo and the other warlocks, the werewolves, and the rebel faeries, our battle didn't last longer than 30 minutes. We were rounding up survivors and trying to get them to tell us where we could find their leaders and the ones that they had kidnapped.

In the confusion, Jace, Clary, Simon, Izzy, and I made a plan with Luke, Pablo, and Kaelie. We figured it would take too long to discuss with the others right then. They would just argue about what to do next. You know, shadowhunter politics and all.

Kaelie and Pablo were going to the foresight building. That was where Maia said Bat and the others were held. Kaelie explained that it was an ancient meeting place for downworlder allies.

The rest of us were going into the hotel to split up and find Magnus.

Most likely, he was in the other building, since that was where Maia had left him, but I couldn't help feeling that he was nearby.

Jace and I walked stealthily down the main hallways. We heard a sharp noise and naturally Jace charged ahead to follow it.

Just as I was going after him, a hand shot out to cover my mouth. My weapons belt was tugged from around my waist and my bow was yanked off of my shoulder. I was effectively disarmed at an alarming rate. I was then dragged down a side hallway and into a room. It was more than a little embarrassing that my efforts to fight back were extremely useless and probably went unnoticed.

That was how I found myself begging for the Seelie queen to release Magnus and to basically make a slave out of me.

For some reason, David was not on board with that. Once he snapped and focused his attention on roughing up the queen, I made my escape out the door and down the hall.

I knew where Magnus was and I felt guilty for leaving, but I had no weapons and I needed help.

Most inopportunely, David was on me again within minutes of escaping that room.

"You don't have to run, Alec." He pleaded with me. "I won't hurt you. I can protect you against the queen."

His arms were around me again, his body painfully pressed into mine, forcing me to remain motionless.

"We won already. You three are the last ones."

"I know." He shrugged. "I should have helped my people fight, but I had orders to bring you in. She didn't tell me she was just going to kill you, but I can change her mind."

I didn't understand David, at all. Why did he make it seem like I was so important to him? I asked him.

"Why do you care whether I live or die? You have to know that I'm never going to side with you after what you have done to Magnus and the rest of the prisoners."

I felt his body flinch when I mentioned Magnus' name. His face contorted into one of barely concealed rage. "I want you, Alec. I want to be with you, but you can't see past that damn warlock." He placed a hand under my jaw and pushed my face up in a gesture that he probably meant to be gentle. It was anything but.

"You belong to me. I will just have to make you see it."

I shook my head. "Magnus and I belong together."

His hand clenched around my jaw painfully. His eyes flashed. "I'll just have to take him out of the equation."

I did the only thing I could think of in that moment. I kissed him.

My lips touched his softly and he gasped.

Encouraged, I leaned deeper into the kiss. I moaned a little.

David responded by loosening his grip on my face and I could feel his body relax.

We stood there for another minute and I allowed him to get lost in the feeling of my body being up against his, my lips and tongue seeking to pleasure him. I heard him hum low in his throat.

I knew I would have just one chance at this, so I waited until I knew that David's focus on restraining me was completely gone.

I pushed away from him suddenly and used my fingers to jam them into his eyes as hard as I could. When he reacted to that (mostly in shock) I lifted my foot and forcefully kicked one of his kneecaps, then the other.

I knew that I couldn't do much damage, being weaponless and facing a vampire, but I'd surprised him so it gave me just enough leverage to get out of his grip and to get away.

I had to find someone with weapons.

Luck was on my side. Jace was turning the corner of the hall I was in. Jace saw me and sped up. He was carrying my belt and my bow.

I heard David behind me, yelling for me to come back. This time, he sounded angry.

I knew the vampire was scarily fast so I yelled at my parabatai to toss me a seraph blade.

I whispered 'Michael' to the blade. It lit up as I turned and slashed in one motion. I won't lie, my eyes might have been closed. Before I had moved, I could feel David right behind me, the hairs on my neck were raised up and I could sense every slight change in the air.

When I opened my eyes properly I saw two things: 1- David lay dead at my feet, burned and sliced through by the blessed metal of my blade, and 2- Jace, standing over him, crouched down as if to make sure he was truly dead.

He looked up at me. "Where did you go?"

"David grabbed me and took all my weapons." I said quickly as I started back up the hall to where Magnus was, Jace at my side, as always.

We stopped just outside the door. Jace handed me my bow and belt that he had found along the hallway.

"Magnus is in there. The Seelie queen and Elijah too." As I said that Luke and the warlock Angelo spotted us.

I filled them in, quickly on what had happened. We decided to just enter the room and hope to overpower the two inside.

The door was locked and I couldn't even get in with my stele. Jace and I attempted to pry our way in, but we weren't making any headway.

Angelo had been standing there in deep concentration, with a palm on the wall next to the door. "Wait. There is a powerful spell on this room." He said.

"Can you undo it?" I asked. I was trying to get emotions in check. I felt like I was so close to getting Magnus back. I didn't want to think of what could be happening in that room while we stood outside of it, trying to figure out how to get in.

"I just need to concentrate. I can see what he did. He made it almost impossible to bypass, but I am smarter than that." Angelo smiled and then closed his eyes for a few (long) minutes.

He got the door open 15 minutes later, and apparently it sapped him, because he sunk down to the floor, but waved us into the room.

When we went in, though, it was empty. Or so I thought, at first.

As I walked into the room more, I started to hear someone breathing laboriously. It had to be Magnus.

I followed the sound and it led me to him.

Magnus was still tied up and lying on the floor. He didn't see me and the others approach but he noticeably braced himself as he heard us.

I called out to him. "Magnus, it's ok." That was all I could get out without getting emotional, but that was all that was needed to make him relax.

I reached him first and carefully cut him out of the ropes that held him. As gently as I could, I helped him straighten his body out and lay his head on my lap. Someone conjured up a blanket for me to cover him with.

When his eyes found mine, he gave me a small smile. "I knew you would find me." He said before drifting off.

In the month that followed, the complete story of what happened slowly emerged bit by bit.

The vampires and faeries had planned on luring us to the Dumont and into an ambush. They hadn't planned on or noticed that Maia had escaped. Her last-second warning probably meant the difference between victory and defeat.

The queen wanted David to bring me in as leverage for Magnus to do what she wished. She didn't realize that David had feelings for me. I didn't even realize that he liked me as much as he apparently had.

No one really knew why the Seelie queen and Elijah left without taking Magnus with them, not even Magnus himself. All we knew was that they left in a hurry and Elijah had intended on Magnus being trapped in that room forever.

Unfortunately, we had yet to find the queen or Elijah and we didn't even know where to begin looking.

According to sources, they had left the US altogether and were not planning on coming back anytime soon.

The Clave, after some prodding from myself, my family, and plenty of warlocks and werewolves, decided to only punish those who were involved with Seelie queen and vampires of the Dumont, instead of punishing whole races of people for the actions of a few.

They weren't so lenient with our the Seelie queen and Elijah, however. A message was put out to the rest of the world that they were wanted dead or alive. There was even a six figure bounty placed on the two of them. And anyone caught allying themselves with either would be treated just as harshly.

If we ever did find them, they'd be given a trial and then, when found guilty, executed.

The victims spent this past month recuperating with the help of Catarina Loss and the Silent brothers.

Unfortunately, one of the kidnapped mundanes died. The other only barely made it. Everyone else, besides Magnus, recovered within two weeks after they were saved.

Magnus' injuries were the worst. He had taken the most of the Elijah's drug and the faerie smoke all in the shortest amount of time. It made sense though, since he was the most powerful, they needed to give him more to keep him sedated.

Magnus was finally at a point, though, where he was more healed than injured. Now, we were just being cautious. Catarina and I didn't want him to risk reinjuring himself.

Magnus, of course, was recovering in my apartment, although Kaelie had reversed the effects of the smoke from his apartment in Brooklyn. Angelo and Alondra had put Magnus' building back to normal. I tried to busy my mind so that I didn't have to think about Magnus' inevitable moving out.

I had just made it home from an early meeting with the Clave. We had been deliberating over the last of the trials with the faeries and vampires. I think we were all glad that as of that morning, all trials were done. Sentencing was another story, but we were getting there.

It was only 10am when I walked into the bedroom that I had been sharing with Magnus.

He was sitting up in bed and Catarina was talking to him. She looked up and smiled at me. "I was just leaving. I cleared him to go back to all of his normal activities." She pecked Magnus on his cheek. "Just don't over do it, ok?"

Magnus rolled his eyes. "Oh, I'm getting out of this apartment and doing everything today. You have no idea how boring this has been."

I found that to be offensive. "Hey. I thought you enjoyed having me wait on you 24/7? I guess I'm boring, then."

"Sweetie, you're not boring. You just won't let me do anything. And you won't do anything fun to me." Magnus' eyes bored into mine with an intensity that I was sure I was matching.

The sexual tension between us had been over the top. I mean, we had been sleeping in the same bed for a month. As Magnus recovered, we had done a lot of touching and kissing, but not much beyond that.

At first, I was just relieved when he finally let me kiss him. He had been so ashamed of the extensive damage that had been done to his face. That first night in my bedroom, after the Silent Brothers were done prodding him, he told me he was too ugly to look at. It probably didn't help that he couldn't heal himself nearly as fast as normal.

Of course, I had done everything in my power to tell him that it wasn't true, but Magnus was unyielding.

Instead of pushing too hard, I gave him space, at first.

After a couple days of him sinking slowly into depression, I had to intervene.

After that I held Magnus, and kissed him as much as possible. I told him that I loved him no matter what he looked like and that he was beautiful regardless.

I walked over to the bed and planted a kiss on Magnus' lips. He reached up and wrapped his arms around my neck to stop me from lifting away from him.

I pulled my head back a little to look into his eyes before dipping back in to claim his lips again. I wanted to climb in bed to get a more comfortable angle, but then I remembered we had company.

I pried Magnus' lips and arms off of me and turned to address Catarina again. She was smiling fondly at us.

"I'll leave you guys to it, then." She laughed softly. She lowered her voice so that Magnus couldn't hear. "I'll see you later." Catarina scooped me into a brief, but warm hug and then showed herself out.

When I turn back to Magnus, he was still giving me those sex eyes. "Join me."

"I seem to remember you saying how ready you were to get up and get going."

"Well, I changed my mind when you kissed me."

"That's flattering, but I'm sure you remember your appointment at the spa in a couple hours with Izzy and Pablo. After that, you, Izzy, and Clary have a hair appointment and then that mani-pedi thingy."

His eyes lit up. "Oh yeah. Thanks again for all of that."

"You're welcome. I wanted you to be able to get out and have a fun day since you've been cooped up in here all this time." I smiled at him. "So get up. I brought you some breakfast. Its on the kitchen table."

Magnus practically jumped to his feet and planted a kiss to my temple. "Thank you, sweetie. But won't we be apart all day?"

"Yes. I think you can stand not being around me for a few hours, Magnus. Besides, I'm taking you on a date tonight."

"Oooh, where are you taking me?" Magnus clapped his hands and jumped up and down a couple times. I couldn't help but laugh at his eagerness.

"It's a surprise, but I promise you're gonna love it." I pulled him close and kissed him slowly. As I pulled back, I caught his bottom lip with my teeth and tugged lightly. "Then we'll come back here and I'll have my way with you."

Magnus made a noise in his throat that was a mixture of a hum and a moan. "You can't say and do things like that and not expect me to rip your clothes off right now."

"Sorry. I'll be good. But you should really get ready."

Magnus reluctantly pulled away and went to get showered.

After Magnus finally left, I scurried over to the Institute. I know I told him we were having a date night, and we were, but I was actually throwing a party in his honor.

Call me sappy if you want, but I knew I had to do something to show my appreciation once I heard the full story of what Magnus had endured while he was held captive. And how he risked himself to get Maia out to be able to prevent the ambush that had been planned.

Besides, Magnus was having a tough time being a homebody now that he had the will to go out and resume his normal, busy life.

Before I knew it, it was time to pick him up. We taxied back to the Institute and Magnus gave me a funny look complete with a cocked eyebrow once he saw where we were.

"Darling, what are we doing here?"

I got out of the cab after him and paid. "We can leave whenever you want, but I think you'll have a good time." I pulled him close to me and inhaled his scent. "Trust me, ok?"

Magnus smiled. "Ok. Let's do this."

With that we went inside and into the rarely used ballroom.

Everyone was already there. By everyone I meant every one of Magnus' friends and acquaintances that I could get ahold of -I had Pablo and Catarina help me with that- and every shadowhunter who wasn't homophobic and/or anti-downworlder and who actually wanted to thank Magnus and the rest of the downworlders who helped solve our most recent conflict.

Magnus looked around. There was a bar set up in one corner with a faerie and a warlock serving drinks and food. Around the perimeter were tables and chairs for those who wanted to eat or relax. Most people, however were standing and talking, some even dancing, in the middle of the huge dance floor.

"You shadowhunters threw a party?" He turned to look at me.

"Actually, I planned the party." When he didn't say anything I added, "For you. Well, for you and everyone who helped us against the Seelie queen and the vampires."

Magnus' eyes were practically bugged out. "You threw a party? And this is not some stuffy, high-class affair. This actually looks like something I would willingly go to."

I raised an eyebrow of my own at him. "I know you think you're complementing me, but I'm actually offended that you think I my party would be a 'stuffy, high-class affair.'"

Magnus' shoulders shook as he tried, unsuccessfully, to hold in a belly laugh. I just glared at him.

Catarina and Pablo came up to us at that moment. "What's so funny, bro?" Pablo asked as Catarina pulled Magnus and I in for hugs and kisses.

Magnus was still chuckling. "I just can't believe my little shadowhunter managed this party. And all without any of you telling me."

"I'm finding that Alec is rather intense when he wants to be." Catarina said, although she was smiling. "He was very clear when he said he wanted you to have a fun-filled day and for the party to be a surprise."

Pablo nodded. "And I've seen him mad, dude. I didn't want to make him mad again."

Magnus just laughed some more, wrapping an arm around my waist.

I frowned. "You guys do see me standing right here, don't you?"

For some reason, that made them all laugh.

At that moment, my parents joined us. Robert spoke first.

"We probably won't be in attendance long as you kids will undoubtedly have more fun without us, but we wanted to thank you, along with everyone else who allied with us." He put his hand out for Magnus to shake.

Magnus shook his hand and gracefully made no comment about the fact that my father was just a baby compared to all the years Magnus had on him. Eh, parents. What are you gonna do?

My mother congratulated Magnus on his recovery, actually giving him a one-armed hug and awkward pat on the back.

Next, Luke, Maia, and Bat, along with some other werewolves came over to talk. Eventually my siblings, along with Simon, Clary, and Jocelyn joined us as well.

As the night wore on I did notice that most of the older shadowhunters exited. Left behind was a younger crowd and downworlders who liked to party hard no matter what their age was.

At a certain point, someone turned the music up full blast and the dance floor filled up quickly. Magnus snapped his fingers and the room turned dark with disco balls and moving, multicolored spotlights everywhere.

Magnus was having a great time, mingling amongst his friends and dancing and drinking like there was no tomorrow.

He held out his hand to me and cocked his head to one side. "Dance with me, Alexander?" He asked.

I simply could not say no to him.

The music was fast and wild. I mostly just stood there, moving only a little and feeling like a total asshole. Magnus was the polar opposite of me, of course. He moved all around me, shaking and gyrating his hips, rolling his body and grinding against me, all while looking sexy as fuck.

He put his hands on my hips and turned me around, pulling my ass against his groin. "Just relax for me, baby." Magnus whispered in my ear. I felt his breath on my ear and neck and it send very nice vibrations all down my body.

His hands were on my chest from behind and he pulled my closer. We swayed together until I relaxed and I even started rolling my hips against him.

Pretty soon both of our breathing was labored.

The song changed to something with an even faster beat. I turned around.

"Let's go home."

"I think someone's feeling naughty."

I yanked him closer to me and reached around to grab his ass while I kissed him possessively.

Magnus leaned into me and wrapped his long arms around my neck.

I pulled back from him although he was still seeking out my lips. "Naughty? You have no idea." I smiled slyly at him.

After that Magnus practically dragged me around to say goodbye to everyone and leave.

The cab ride back to Queens was pretty steamy. We had just enough willpower that the scene did not turn explicit. I was very sure that the driver was happy for that.

I paid the guy and we walked as quickly as we could to the apartment door.

Once inside, instead of being all over me like I thought he would be, Magnus immediately went to the couch and plopped down.

I went over to him and narrowed my eyes in concern as I studied him. "What's wrong?"

"I'm just a little tired, babe. I should be okay in a few minutes." He leaned his head back and his eyes drooped heavily.

"I think you had too much excitement today. Too much grinding on the dance floor, maybe."

He lifted his head up to look at me and smiled weakly.

I leaned down and scooped him into my arms, bridal style. I took him into the bedroom and laid him on our bed.

He started protesting, but I could tell he needed rest. I took his shoes off of him, followed by his silk pants and shirt. After I got undressed and into bed next to him, I pulled the covers over us.

I stared at his face for a while before I turned the light off. Even a month later, I still found it hard to believe he was ok. He was safe.

Everything was alright and we were together again. My heart felt so light and so heavy at the same time.

It felt light because I was so happy. I was truly happy with him. It felt heavy because love like the one I felt for Magnus carried a certain weight. I carried it happily, though. I found that there was not much I wouldn't do for him and our relationship.

I reach over to turn the lamp off and kiss the sleeping love of my life before closing my own eyes, pulling Magnus' body close to mine, and following him off to sleep.

I'm 2 thousand words into the next chapter and I hope to post by tonight, or tomorrow.

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