The next night, Magnus called Raphael telling him that he needed to come over, that they needed to talk about something important. He could sense Raphael's reluctance, but somehow he finally convinced Raphael to be there within the hour.

At the moment, Ragnor was sitting in the living room, and he was fidgeting more than Magnus had ever seen him do so before. When Magnus had tried to talk to him, Ragnor had simply grunted in response, so Magnus had decided to leave him alone and let him wallow in his angst. Alec was out of the apartment on patrol, so Magnus had decided to grab a book and sit beside Ragnor to wait.

Ragnor jumped when there was a knock on the door, and Magnus gently placed a hand on his shoulder before getting up to answer the door. As he opened it, he began speaking, hoping to lessen the shock if possible. "Now Raphael, there's someone here who really wants to see you and I know it's going to be a shock, but just hear him out please."

Magnus finished speaking and stepped aside to let Raphael inside. Raphael began to step forward, but he stopped in his tracks at the sight of Ragnor. Magnus was unable to tell if his expression was a good sign or a bad one. Finally, Magnus decided that he definitely looked as though he was falling in love for the first time.

"Raphael," Ragnor was the first to break the silence, and Magnus only hoped that Raphael could hear the love dripping from Ragnor's voice as clearly as he could hear it himself. "Raphael, I'm so sorry. Please, don't be angry with him."

Finally, Raphael seemed to find his voice. "Angry with you? I would love to be able to say that I am, Ragnor. But unfortunately I am so in love with you that I cannot seem to find it within me to be angry with you for being alive."

Magnus smiled and took his seat on the couch once more, it was high time Raphael and Ragnor finally admitted their love for one another. Ragnor opened his mouth, then immediately closed it, and Magnus could tell that he was trying to work through this turn of events. He had never expected that the man he had loved for years would possibly love him back, and it was obvious that he was trying to work out how he had missed the little fact that Raphael did, indeed, love him back.

As Ragnor began to stand up, Raphael started forward and stopped right in front of him. "Don't say anything just yet," he said, reaching for Ragnor's hand. "For years, I thought that I was unlovable. I thought that you were too kind, too gentle to love someone like me. And then Magnus told me just how wrong I was. Then all I could think of was how awful I felt for never saying something. I had let the best man I had ever met slip through my fingers because I was too much of a coward to just tell him how much I cared. And now here you are, and it looks as though I've been given a second chance."

At this point, Ragnor was smiling so widely that Magnus couldn't help but smile himself. "I am not going to waste a second this time, Ragnor. I am not going to let you go without telling you how much I love you. I am not going to let you slip away from me again. The reason you're here and not dead doesn't even matter to me at the moment. All that matters to me is the fact that Heaven has decided to smile down on me and give me another chance at love."

When he finished speaking, Magnus waited for Ragnor to begin his own speech, but that was far from what happened. For several long moments, Ragnor simply stared into Raphael's eyes. He seemed unable to speak, unable to move, and then suddenly he was kissing Raphael. At first, Raphael was so shocked that he didn't move, then he finally softened into Ragnor's kiss.

Magnus smiled in triumph. As they broke apart, he couldn't stand to do anything other than make a snotty comment. "Do I need to say 'I told you so,' or do you two idiots already realize that?" He chuckled as they both turned to look at him, still holding hands.

Ragnor was the first to speak, and Magnus could hear the happiness in his voice. "You did try to tell me, Magnus. And I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you sooner. I should have swallowed my fear and done something about my love. But then again, this would not have felt nearly as good if I had."

Lily was having a hard time wrapping her head around what was going on. She had been on the phone with Maia, trying to solve yet another Downworlder problem, when some of her clan had started screaming.

She had rushed out of her office to find Camille standing with the clan surrounding her, and all Camille had said to her was, "I am the leader again." Lily had thought about dashing for the phone, she had thought about calling the Lightwoods, but Camille seemed to sense this. "If you try anything at all, I will kill you at once. Plus, the Lightwoods already know I'm here."

Thinking better of trying anything, Lily had let Camille "take over" with the thought that she could more easily plan her way out of it later.

They were currently sitting in the office, and Camille had made several phone calls. Now, she was jotting notes down in what appeared to be a journal, and Lily was no less confused than she had been when Camille first walked in. "Will you at least answer one question for me?" Camille didn't look up from her notes as she nodded to Lily.

"Why did you decide to come back to New York of all places?"

At that, Camille looked up at Lily, giving her a smile that caused Lily to shiver, even though she hadn't been able to feel cold in years. "I am here, dear Lily, to get rid of Magnus Bane once and for all."

Lily thought better of telling Camille that he was Magnus Lightwood now. All she knew was that she had to warn Magnus somehow.