Not quite awake yet, Alec turned in the bed. He had been lying on his side, and now he moved to lie on his back. He reached over to touch Magnus' chest, take his hand, anything. But exactly what he had wanted to do was forgotten a moment later when his hand wrapped around something round, something cold, something – a metal bar. Not only that, but when he reached further, there was nothing but thin air. No more bed sheets, mattress, pillows, nothing.

He finally forced his eyes open – they felt like they had been glued shut, stuck together, so that he couldn't open them, and when he finally got them open his eyelids felt heavy over his eyes. He stared up at the white ceiling, his eyebrows furrowed. Their bedroom ceiling wasn't white. It had been black for years, fairy lights covering all of the ceiling to look like stars on the night sky and the walls were all light blue like the sky was on sunny days.

He wanted to move. He needed to move. He had to move. But his body was aching. He wondered how he had been able to move his arm without realizing how bad it hurt, but it hardly mattered, did it? He just needed to get up. His throat felt so dry, he needed something to drink, and he was so hungry, as if he hadn't eaten in days.

Willing himself to move, he finally sat up in the bed and managed to look around the room. Most of it was white or a bright shade of grey, but the curtains were black blinds. There was a loud beeping in the room, most likely from one of the machines standing around the bed.

He wondered briefly if he was in the hospital, but his thoughts were interrupted when the door opened and Magnus stepped inside. He was wearing blue scrubs and a pair of white running shoes.

Alec tried saying something, ask him what had happened, but the only thing he got out was Magnus' name. His throat was way too dry to talk. Magnus stepped closer quickly, carrying a glass of water Alec hadn't realised he had, and handed the glass to Alec. Alec took it and took a sip. All of the water was gone in a matter of seconds, and Alec looked at Magnus who hadn't moved.

"Better?" Magnus asked with a lopsided grin and Alec nodded, putting the glass on the night stand. "Well, I'm glad you finally woke up. It's been years now. We need to run some tests, to make sure you're okay, but that won't take long, and we'll get you some food immediately after, how does that sound?"

Alec looked up at him. "Where's Lewis?"

Magnus eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Lewis?"

"Yes, Lewis. Where is he? You didn't send him back, did you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Our son! Lewis! Where is he?"

"Mr. Lightwood, I can assure you, we do not have a son. I'm just a hospital employee, and I never saw you before you went here."

"How can you say that? We've been married for years, we adopted Lewis together. I know we had a fight before I left, but how can you pretend you don't know me?"

Magnus sighed and stepped closer to the bed. "Mr. Lightwood, listen to me. I have never seen you before, and we have never had a single conversation even if I happen to have seen you before. Maybe you've seen me somewhere before. Sometimes when people are in a coma, they have dreams about someone they don't know, and make up an entire world with them, especially during longer comas like yours."

"No, that's not true. I love you, don't you dare pretend you don't know me."

Magnus' eyes softened, and Alec almost jumped when he saw that they were a completely normal green. There was nothing special about them, really – they looked like any other person's green eyes, and the golden in them was completely nonexistent.

"Mr. Lightwood-"

"Don't call me that!"

"I'm sorry-"

"Please just go. If you can't even gather the courage to acknowledge me as your husband, just leave. I don't want to talk to you."

Magnus' eyes were almost sad now, but he didn't say anything. He just left the room, and a doctor soon came in instead. Alec couldn't have just made up their entire life. They had been together for so long. He couldn't possibly just have made it all up, could he?

Alec woke up and opened his eyes immediately. His entire body was sweaty, and the fear of their relationship not being real was still there, very clearly too. He calmed down a bit when he saw the black ceiling with the fairy lights though. But when he reached out his arm to touch Magnus…

There was just an empty bed.

He immediately sat straight up, but there was no Magnus in the bedroom to see. It was still dark outside, so it wasn't late enough for Magnus to be awake now. He listened closely, but there were no sounds in the apartment, and he got out of bed. He had to find him.

He put on a pair of sweatpants, but didn't bother putting on a shirt. The floor was cold under his feet, but he didn't care right now. He needed to find Magnus, to make sure he hadn't just made him up; he just needed a hug more than anything.

Leaving the bedroom, he saw the lights were on in the kitchen. His eyebrows furrowed. What would Magnus be doing in the kitchen? Well, he was about to find out.

As he walked into the kitchen, he heard the quiet sound of water getting heated in the kettle and the ruffling of some kind of packaging. Magnus had his back against him. The floorboards creaked under Alec's weight as he approached him, and Alec stopped dead in his tracks as Magnus turned around.

Magnus had tears running down his face, and he immediately reached up to wipe them away, and he had a pack of cookies in his other hand. His eyes were red, and he had bags under his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Alec whispered, almost afraid of the answer and completely forgetting about his own dream. What if he had done something do make this happen? What if it was his fault?

Magnus shook his hand and turned back to the kitchen table, putting the cookies down. A silent sob shook his shoulders and Alec immediately stepped closer, but something about Magnus made him feel like he didn't want to be approached now, like he wanted to be left alone.

"I'm sorry," Magnus said quietly, his voice only shaking slightly. "I didn't mean to wake you up yet."

"No, I-" Alec's voice trailed off softly before he began again. "You didn't. I had a nightmare, and I just… I just wanted a hug, but you weren't there."

Magnus sighed and nodded, turning back around and walking over to him. Neither of them did anything at first, but eventually Magnus reached out for him and wrapped his arms around his body. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Alec shook his head, and didn't say anything more about it. He just never wanted the hug to end, needed Magnus with him, so he could make sure he was still there. "Why were you crying?"

Magnus had rested his head on Alec's, so Alec could feel when he shook his head softly. "It doesn't matter."

Alec wanted to tell him that of course it matters, I love you, but he didn't want to push him. Not after the fight they'd had the other night. He couldn't do that again. "Another time, then?"

Magnus nodded this time. "I couldn't sleep, and you were tossing and turning constantly. I figured you had a nightmare, so I was going to get cookies and make us each a cup of tea, and then wake you up, and we could sit and talk for a while."

Alec smiled. "I love you, you know that, right?"

"I kind of figured out about that after a while."

Alec's smile widened and he looked up at Magnus, who pulled his head back to look at him too. Magnus smiled at him, and reached his hand up to run a hand through Alec's messy bed head.

"Please don't ever change, Maggie."

"Well, what would I do that for, anyway? I'm fabulous."

Alec laughed and leaned closer to him again, resting his head against Magnus' chest. "That is exactly what you are."

They were quiet for a little bit, the silence in the house only broken by their breathing. After a little bit, the kettle got so loud as it always does when the water is boiling, and it turned off by itself. They stood there for a moment longer, none of them wanting to move, before Magnus decided to break the silence.

"Now, how about that tea?"

"And cookies. Don't forget those."

It didn't take long before Alec and Magnus was back in bed. Magnus fell asleep first, seeing as he hadn't gotten any sleep at all before, he was exhausted.

Alec got into bed next to him after having been to the bathroom, Magnus already asleep. He couldn't help but smile. Magnus' arm was outstretched, his other arm lying on the mattress, so that Alec could easily lift it. He had lied down so Alec could still be comfortable even if he fell asleep before Alec got there.

Alec got down into the bed, resting his head on Magnus' outstretched arm and lifting the other arm and placing it around his waist. He lied with his back against Magnus chest. They fit together like two spoons would, perfectly formed to fit one another's shape.

It wasn't long until Alec fell asleep too, and thankfully there were no nightmares this time. He couldn't handle that again.

AN: Alright, sixth chapter, yay.

Hope you liked it, all that. No music in this one, though. Figured I shouldn't overdo it.

Review and tell me what you thought, and you earn my ever lasting love.

Lea