It was a busy day in the small cafe, the owner David had decided to create a pumpkin spiced latte that was popular among the college students. Moira was getting ready to close for the day she finished unpacking a box and had stepped into the back room when the front door bell jingled.

"I'll be right with you." She yelled from the back

There was no response to her hello, so she went back to placing the box into a pile near the back door to take tithe dumpster later. Moira caught a reflection of her self in glass. She hated how unruly her hair had become these past couple of years, her skin had kept it's natural tan which was good in these cold New England winter days. Moira looked at her deep brown eyes, she had gotten a lot of compliments on her eyes, if only they knew that one of them was actually a contact lens. Mismatched eyes one blue and one brown, that's what her father gave her. She hated having to hide behind the contacts, but it was easier to blend this way. She suddenly remembered the guest who had stepped in just moments before and broke eye contact with herself.

She fixed her apron and stepped of from the back room. "Sorry for the wait. How can I hel-" she froze when she looked up

Magnus entered the cafe, the bell on top of the door rang through the small shop.

"I'll be right with you." Came a voice from behind double doors, her voice was a blow to Magnus's heart.

He walked toward the counter and looked at some photos on the wall. Some were of customers holding up cups and smiling, others were of the staff leaning on each other trying to all fit in frame. The photo to the left captured Magnus and held him, it was a photo of Moira she was standing in the doorway of the shop with the most beautiful smile across her face, on the photo written in Sharpie was "Always smiling". Then the double doors swung open and a her voice sweetly said

"Sorry for the wait. How can I hel-" her eyes met his and she went still

Magnus knew this was a bad idea, he wanted more than anything to wake up back at home with Alec playing with his hair on the sofa. But no amount of wishing was going to make that wish true.

They just stared at each other.

Moira blinked a couple times hoping she just mistook the man for her brother. He looked the same since the last she saw him, tan skin, cat eyes glittering in the fading sun. He looked like he was going to be sick.

"Hello sister." Magnus broke the silence

Moira just stood there in what she could only describe as shock.

"You look well,' he looked nervous now " I didn't know you liked making coffee."

After realizing he wasn't a dream she spoke.

"I don't. I hate it actually, but it pays the bills." Her voice sounded foreign to her

Magnus nodded.

"How's your-"

"How did you find me Mags?" Only Moira called him Mags. Alec had done it once, but they both agreed pet names was not their style.

Magnus' heart dropped he felt angry at himself for coming to Boston. Clearly Moira had wanted him to stay away, to leave her in peace.

"Remember Grayson?" That demon who owed me a favor?" Magnus spoke slowly

She nodded her head "You proved him to be innocent to a crime." She said

Magnus continued "When you disappeared I feared the worst and cashed in my favor. He's the best at finding lost things. He found you in Paris."

She broke eye contact and looked like she was remembering something. "He knew I was in Paris?" She asked

Magnus nodded his head. "You knew I was in Paris?" She looked up at him

Magnus looked his sister in the eye. "Moira why did you go?" She looked away

Then walked out from behind the counter and to the front door. She flipped the sign over to say that the cafe was closed.

Moira slowly turned back to her brother. Was it possible that he was taller? He stood before her in black pants and a grey coat which his hands were shoved into the pockets. He looked uncomfortable.

"I owe you an explanation." She knew she couldn't avoid the topic any more.

She smiled at her brother and asked, "Do you still enjoy tea?"