Alec was shocked. "You have a sister?" Why hadn't Magnus said anything?

"Well we share the same Father, but not the same birth Mother." Magnus flipped the photo over.

Alec was upset at how sad and nervous his partner looked. He reached across the table and took the photo and letter then placed them back into the envelope sealing them away.

"She had this smile," Magnus continued "it could stop you in your tracks."

"What was she like?" Alec asked

Magnus looked up at Alec with tear brimmed eyes.

"Moira is everything you are looking for. She's your friend, therapist, partner in crime. She knew how to help those around her." Magnus suddenly stood up and headed to the bedroom, Chairman on his heels.

Alec glanced after his boyfriend, he felt guilty. He should have just left the note where he found it and made a pot of tea for Magnus and watched Friends on T.V until falling asleep on the sofa. Alec took a few deep breaths before following Magnus into the bedroom. Magnus was shirtless and sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the wall. Alec knew his pain, after Max's death Alec and his family practically fell to pieces, but for Magnus it was different he didn't have a body to mourn over and he never found what became of Moira.

"I'm so sorry." Alec said quietly standing in the doorway "I should have left the envelope alone."

Magnus sniffed and turned towards his boyfriend with a sad smile.

"Come here." He said

Alec walked over to the bed and sat beside him. Magnus took Alec's pale hand into his tan one and rubbed his thumb along the knuckles.

"Don't apologize, love. You have every right to be curious about my past."

Alec glanced at his boyfriend, Magnus was biting the inside of his cheek. A nervous tick he admitted to trying to stop.

"Why did you never tell me?" Alec questioned

"At some point in my life I had to accept that Moira was either off living her life or gone from this world. I can't dwell on the thought of what may have happened." Magnus smiled sadly

He rested his head on Alex's shoulder, they stayed like that until Magnus sat up.

"I have to get some sleep or I'll be a grouch tomorrow." He chuckled softly rubbing his eyes

Alec smiled in response and watched Magnus lean back onto the pillows and slowly fade into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning Magnus threw the covers off and sat up after Chairman pawed at his nose for the hundredth time, begging for breakfast. The Warlock pulled on an oversized sweater from his closet and walked into the living room. There was a piece of paper laying on the small table in the living room.

M,

I am the institute my mother's request. will b home late afternoon.

~ A

Magnus smiled and walked into the kitchen in search of some tea and cat food. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw what was on the table. He hoped it was all a dream, but there it was sitting on the table almost mocking him, the last glimpse he has of his sister. Magnus slid into a chair after pouring some food into Chairman's bowl. He carefully reopened the letter, he had read the note over and over. Always hoping he maybe missed something in Grayson's short note. Why did she leave? And what had become of her?

The last time Magnus saw Moira it was in Victorian London at the Shadowhunter Institute. She was living with him and Woolsey Scott who was the founder of the Praetor Lupus. She wore dresses of silk and lace, with tight corsets made of whale bone. Her brown hair was in ringlets and pulled back. Magnus remembered how Moira use to take walks every morning with Woolsey. They would take a stroll to the local market and she would always return with a pomegranate Woolsey bought for her. Moira loved pomegranates, just not the seeds. She would draw the juice from the fruit using her teeth, then discreetly spit the seeds out. Magnus found it a bit strange, but Moira would challenge him by saying that it was what made her unique.

Magnus took the edge of the photo and pulled it from the envelope. His sisters face looked back up at him. What the photo didn't show was his sisters Warlock mark. This was how they knew they were brother and sister. While Magnus had his golden cat eyes, Moira had mismatched eyes. Her left one was a deep brown like the color of melted chocolate, her right eye was a blue that reminded him of his boyfriends own blue eyes. Magnus continued to study the photo, something he hadn't done in many years. He could remember her voice, the way it was so unique to her, they always joked that you could find her in a crowded room. He laughed when he remembered the way she used to cross her eyes behind Woolsey while he lectured Magnus about using magic in the house.

Magnus replaced the contents of the letter back inside the envelope and slowly walked back to the library. He opened the wooden door there was warm light pouring in from a high window. Magnus looked around his library until he spotted an empty leather journal on a shelf. He carefully pulled it down and opened the book to a random page. Magnus then placed the letter into the bound book and closed the memory of his sister away.

Hey I see a few of you really enjoyed the first part of my story and I gotta say that I'm totally shocked. I thank each of you for the support!

Please review and make comments about what you think of the story so far. It's already typed on my computer I'm just uploading it piece by piece and the story is almost 20 pages long so maybe a few Moira only chapters in the future about her life...who knows.

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