This was initially meant to be one chapter, but Nephilim-Fairchild21 suggested I write more about it, so here you go!

"I told you so!" said Magnus for what seemed like the third time. Jem had just finished telling him the story of him and Tessa on Blackfriars Bridge. He had, of course, skipped the kissing part, but he suspected Magnus knew. However, the strangest thing about the situation was that Magnus was not actually there, in the London apartment, instead he was on a small 'laptop' screen. According to Tessa, they were 'Skyping' using the 'Internet', or was it the outernet? Jem thought he was going to have a harder time memorizing technological terms than he had had memorizing runes.

It's only been three days since they had reunited, and he was still awfully overwhelmed.

"You've mentioned that already, and, yes, you were right. I did listen to your advice, so please stop saying it. Anyway, what about you? What happened with the Lightwood boy?"

"Well… umm. I apologized to him, and we got back together."

"I told you so!" Jem shot back, laughing. He never would have thought he would someday have friendly, let alone funny conversation with the warlock that included their love lives. He knew that Magnus and Tessa were good friends, and apparently they were intent on making him feel like he belonged.

"In fact, he's moving in with me next week," continued Magnus.

"Is he?" said Tessa, coming into the room with two cups of tea, "Catarina told me all about you two. I find it quite fascinating. Actually, I find it ironic. A century and a half ago you could barely tell which Lightworm was which."

"Lightwood," corrected Magnus.

"Oh my God," she said, "You must care a great deal about that boy to correct me."

"Your boyfriend made the same joke. It isn't funny anymore. Also, he's not a boy, he's a man."

"Ooooh. Of course. Please forgive my inconsideration," mocked Tessa.

Jem grinned at his 'girlfriend'. He thought the term 'lover' was more appropriate, but Tessa said that he had to get on with the times.

"I've never seen someone get under your skin like that man," Tessa went on, "What is it about him?"

"His eyes? His hair? Both. You know I love black hair and blue eyes."

"Oh, please. You'd never go head over heels for looks only."

"I'm not head over heels."

"Yes you are," interrupted Jem, "Tessa hasn't seen you with him, but I have. Even as a Silent Brother I could tell."

"Whatever. I guess it's just because… he isn't arrogant like other Nephilim –not you, Jem- and when I told them a story from when I was little, he actually felt bad for me. He said he was sorry. I knew he was special from then."

Tessa awed, "How adorable! Especially the fact that a decent man like him can put up with your choice of wardrobe."

Jem looked over at her, surprised at how much she's changed over the decades. The Tessa he knew would never make such a sassy comment. It only made him love her more.

Magnus, on the other hand, did not appreciate the comment as much. He made a face at her. "That's what makes our love true: we don't try to change each other's wardrobes. Do you think I approve of his wardrobe? Absolutely not! Think how fabulous he would look in tight jeans and a sparkly sweater. Not as fabulous as me, of course, but still."

"Umm. I don't want to imagine that. Don't forget that I haven't even met him yet. Which reminds me, when will you introduce us? I wanna judge Mr. Special for myself."

"Whenever you're ready to meet them, darling."

Jem knew he was referring to the fact that all of them were descendants of people they had known and loved. Jem liked them, and he wanted Tessa to meet them as well, but he agreed with Magnus that it was not the right time quite yet. They were still coping with the fact that they were back together now. Besides, Jem still wanted some time alone with his Tessa before they could go and 'hang out' with other people.

"We'll see, then," said Tessa, "I think I'll take my time introducing Jem to the world before you introduce me to them. Perhaps by then I will be ready enough to get to know them."

"Whatever suits you," said Magnus, "But until then, do give your man a break, eh, Tessa? He looks like he hasn't slept properly in days."

Tessa blushed but smirked, then looked over at him with one eyebrow raised. Jem felt heat in his cheeks as well. He cleared his throat, "To be fair, it's more my fault than it is hers."

They both laughed. "Oh, I see how it is, and no, I don't want to know more," warned them Magnus pointing his finger at them, "You can get as naughty as you want as long as I don't know about it. If you give me any extra information, I shall throw a tantrum. It's already sickening to see all these lovey-dovey glances you give each other."

"'Lovey-dovey'," repeated Jem, "I will add it to my 'How To Be Modern' dictionary."

"Yes, you do that. Meanwhile, I need to get going. I'm starving and there's no food in the house. Best of luck to you both."

"You too, Magnus." They waved goodbye to one another, then the connection broke.

Tessa closed the laptop with a soft click, and Jem leaned over to kiss her. After a few moments Tessa said, "Your tea is getting cold."

Jem smiled, "It wouldn't be the first time."

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