Previously:

Our moment of silence and reprieve was broken by a loud clashing of something being dropped. More of a thud, as the sand blew around us and Magnus spluttered as it went into his face.

We pulled out of our hug, and that was when I saw it, the silver bow the boy had been holding was staring up at me from the dusty ground.

The boy was staring at me with hollow eyes, and I knew what he wanted. Clearly he and the girl had been close, or maybe they shared the same ideals, maybe they didn't want to kill, I didn't know.

What I did know was what he was thinking. His eyes said it all. Dull, unmoving.

He wanted me to kill him too.

Alec POV

I stood staring at him for what felt like an eternity. I couldn't do it. I couldn't. Not only was I still swaying on my feet, but I couldn't kill.

But looking into his eyes, I saw a look I knew all too well, a look of absolute despair.

I struggled forwards, and leaned before him, so that I was crouching and we were at eye level.

"Hey." I said quietly. "I'm sorry." I whispered, putting my hand on his shoulder.

"Please." He whispered, looking up at me with a need, his eyes were broken, there was nothing there any more.

"Alec." Magnus muttered from behind me. "What's going on?" He asked, putting his hand on my arm in a gesture that asked me to leave with him, to rest, to take it easy. But I couldn't. Sometimes people need to die.

No one deserves to die, and yet some people want it, and who was I to deny him, when he would make it slow and painful and I could make it quick and easy?

I leaned forward and took the boy's bow from his hands. He didn't fight me, and even reached behind him to pass the quiver of arrows to me.

My hands shook against the feel of silver in my hands.

"Magnus. I don't want you to see this." I said, looking at him with blue eyes that I was sure already held tears, but I had to do this.

His eyes widened, and he shook his head vigorously, pleading with me, but I didn't even acknowledge it, and just stood above the bow, arrow at the ready.

"Alec..." Magnus protested, but it sounded as if the words had got stuck in his throat.

I let the arrow fly through his heart in one swift movement, but it took me more than 10 minutes to move from the spot after the arrow had hit it's target.

I sank to the ground, crying.

I don't remember much after that, I remember Magnus wrapping his arms around me, and then nothing.

I didn't even hear the canon of the boy I had killed.

I was a murderer. I am a murderer, and there was a chance my little brother had seen it all.

Magnus POV

Alec struggled in his sleep. He thrashed and muttered and writhed, and I had to shake him awake every time. He was feverish again, the heat of the desert getting to him.

When we awoke he was shivering and tired, resting his spine against the walls of the cave. He needed to get used to the climate, because regardless of Alec's discomfort, this cave was our biggest asset.

But we didn't have anything to drink, and I was getting worried. Alec was exhausted, and if he had to go much longer without water, or if we both did we would soon die.

Alec looked over at me with lazy eyes, half lidded eyes that couldn't really see me very well, no doubt his vision was blurry.

"We need water." I said, taking Alec's hand and kissing it softly, a gesture that I was there, nothing more. His skin was burning hot.

"I know." He whispered. "Bring me the bags will you?" He asked quietly, his throat rasping and sore, his eyes haunted.

I watched in silence as Alec took the stones out of the bag we had collected, the plastic bag and the water bottle.

He arranged it so that the plastic bag was balanced over the stones, and a smaller stone rested over the top of the strip of plastic he had torn, and this lay over the water bottle. A strange contraption, but I watched entranced, as water droplets slowly began to drip into the bottle.

It took a while, but eventually the water vapour in the air condensed along the plastic and filled the bottle.

I had made several copies of Alec's basic contraption, filling any sort of container we had, and by the end of it we had more water than we would ever need.

Alec drank too quickly though, his stomach rebelling against him and threatening to bring it all back up.

Luckily he kept it down, but there were tears in his eyes from the effort and he looked exhausted.

Later that night Alec lay on top of the sleeping bag once again, despairing against the warm temperature, but I could see him adjusting, he was in nowhere near as much pain as he had been beforehand.

Time passed in silence.

"Magnus?" He whispered.

"Yes darling?"

"Am I a murderer?"

"No of course not darling."

"But I killed that boy Magnus."

"He wanted you too love, I'm sure it's different if there's consent."

"But Magnus... He's dead... I killed him... What if Max saw that?" He demanded, covering his eyes with his hands in despair.

"Alec, you are not a murderer, you did what you thought was right. There's nothing wrong with that." I said, but I could see Alec was already falling asleep.

The night is plagued with nightmares, always, always nightmares. But it'll be over soon. I won't be here forever, I just have to keep Magnus safe.

"I just have to keep you safe." I whispered into Alec's hair, even though I know he couldn't hear me.

A/N: This is choppy I know, but I wanted you to have something for now, might delete it later, I know it's awful. But I've had a bit of a weird weekend. I'll talk to you all later. I'm really tired, and people just don't deserve to die. Ever. Goodnight. I've chaned around the POV's so hopefully now this makes more sense, and the water contraption I mentioned early would actually work, look it up. :) I did my research people.