They had been on their honeymoon for four days, and neither Magnus nor Alec had ever felt so overcome with happiness in their lives. They were staying on an island specifically made for reservations of this sort, meaning that it was just the two of them. Each day, the got up, made breakfast, and Magnus would ask Alec where in the world he wanted to go that day. The first day, they had stayed on the island, Alec opting to keep Magnus to himself that day. They had spent a day in London, the next in Munich, and now they were visiting Paris.

They had spent the day going in and out of shops and art museums, going wherever the wind took them. Now, they were atop the Eiffel Tower, looking down at Paris shining through the night.

"You know what, Alexander?" Magnus whispered into his ear, arms around Alec as they gazed at the city before them.

Alec smiled, "You've got me."

"I was just thinking that I've seen this city a million times, I've stood in this very spot more times than I can count. But Paris looks particularly beautiful tonight, and I have the feeling that has something to do with the man currently in my arms." Alec couldn't help it, he turned around in Magnus's arms and kissed him before beginning to whisper in Magnus's ear.

"What do you say we go ahead and call it a night? We've got all of eternity to visit Paris. But I want to get you home pretty quickly." Alec reveled in the look on Magnus's face. He knew that what he had just said would surprise his husband more than he cared to admit.

With a smile of his own, Magnus led him down the stairs of the Eiffel Tower and back through the streets of Paris. They had to get to the Downworlder part of the city before they could safely portal out.

It had been a normal walk through the city when Magnus heard a muffled cry coming from an alley they were passing. Before he had time to process what was going on, Alec was already on his way, running down the alley to save whoever was in pain.

Magnus wouldn't care to admit that he stood completely still throughout what happened next. He was too shocked at the events that played out before him. He was standing just as Alec had left him when three Shadowhunter men ran out of the alley and continued past him.

It seemed like hours when Alec finally emerged from the alley, a child in his arms. A warlock child, the thought finally registered with Magnus. Alec's voice was the only thing that pulled him out of his shock. "Magnus, please, you need to heal him so we can take him to the Clave." He worked on autopilot as he began to heal the boy before him, too worried to think, much less speak.

"What do you mean you don't want to do anything about it?" Alec was practically screaming, and Magnus took his hand, afraid that he was getting too worked up. That the Clave members were going to get even angrier. "It's because he's a warlock, isn't it?"

Magnus couldn't wait to see how the Clave responded to this, but not to his surprise at this point, it was Robert Lightwood who spoke up first. "Just take a breath and calm down, Alexander. Just leave the boy here and we'll take care of everything. You're on your honeymoon. Go finish it."

It seemed as though Alec was so angry he was going to spontaneously combust. "Leave him here? You must be crazy, Dad. Don't think I don't know how he'll end up in the hands of the Clave. He-."

Robert held up a hand to stop him. "No Alexander, trust me. I won't let anything happen to him. That's a promise. Just go ahead and go back to your vacation. I've got it taken care of." Robert looked toward Magnus, his eyes practically pleading, needing him to help reign Alec in.

He laid a hand on Alec's shoulder and leaned in to speak to him more privately. "Alec, he's right. There's nothing more we can do. You saved the child, now let's go and they can take care of it from here." He was surprised when Alec allowed himself to be lead out of the room and away from the warlock boy and his father.

Later that night, back on their island, Alec had barely calmed down and Magnus was searching for a way to cheer him up. They were curled up on the couch together, but Magnus could still feel him fuming with rage.

"I just don't understand, Magnus." The rage in his voice light the room on fire. "How could they hurt a child, no matter what? How could anyone cause an innocent child pain?"

Magnus's voice was soft when he answered Alec's question with a question of his own. "The boy reminded you of Max, didn't he?" Magnus reached up to stroke Alec's hair and Alec slid into his arms.

"Of course he did, but that's not the only point." His voice had become even colder.

"What was it then, Alec?"

"It's the fact that there are Shadowhunters who think they can treat Downworlders this way because they've been taught for generations that Downworlders are beneath us. It's crap, Magnus. You and I both know that. They are cowards, afraid of others who are different, afraid that someone might be more powerful than them." Magnus continued playing with Alec's hair, not daring to interrupt his speech for fear of causing more rage.

With a gasp, Alec suddenly pealed himself out of Magnus's arms and turned to stare at him. "Magnus! I just understood something!"

"You've got me puzzled, Alexander. What is it?" Magnus's full attention was on his husband.

"I understand why the angel sent me the rune. I know what I'm supposed to do. No, I know what we are supposed to do, together." He paused, taking a deep breath, letting his words sink in.

"We are supposed to fight for Downworlder equality, no matter how long it takes. We can do it, too. Sure, we have the accords. But the discrimination hasn't stopped. We are supposed to help fight for those who can't. We're meant to make a difference, to change the world."

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