IT IS HERE! I HAD WRITER'S BLOCK FOR SO FREAKING LONG THAT I AM SO ASHAMED THAT I AM JUST NOW WRITING THIS CHAPTER! AND EVEN MORE ASHAMED THAT THIS CHAPTER MIGHT BE A SHORT ONE. BUT, WE'LL SEE! I AM ALSO ASHAMED THAT THIS CHAPTER IS PROBALY JUST A FLLER CHAPTER. AGAIN, WE'LL SEE! (I totally wish these stories were better. )

I do not own TMI.

Magnus POV

It had been a week since I had left Idris. It had been a week since I'd been a major jerk to Clary. I didn't know how much longer this would go on. The longer I sat, thinking that maybe what I did wasn't as horrible as I thought, the more I realized how big of a douche I'd been. I had only did what I did out of jealousy for Clary for what she did: she stole my boyfriend- the boyfriend that I thought that maybe we'd be able to spend the rest of his life together. But, obviously, I had mistaken.

I was in the living room of my apartment, watching reruns of Gilligan's Island, with Chairman Meow in my lap, when the phone rang for the first time in nearly a month.

While I was staying at Ragnor's place, any electronic device wouldn't work inside the borders of Idris. Therefore, I was completely deprived of my telephone, and was forced to use fire mail as my only communication- that or actually speaking to the person, face-to-face, but sometimes they were just to far.

I look at the caller ID and cursed under my breath. I was expecting Alec or Clary or maybe even Jace to call me, but I was not expecting him: Simon- which to my opinion is probably worse. He would be on Clary's side. And if he was on Clary's side, he was on Alec's.

I thought about declining him. I had already been ignoring the rest of them, why make an exception for him? But I thought against it. I had already been cruel enough. Besides, what is one phone call going to do?

"Simon," just because I answered doesn't mean he deserved a hello.

"Magnus! Oh thank G-" presumably, he was probably trying to say "God" but wasn't able to, and instead, choked up. Oh, the struggle of being a damned creature of the night. "Just thank goodness you answered the phone. Where did you go? Clary's been looking for you."

"I know, Sharon. Don't-"

"Simon," he cut me off.

"Whatever. As I was trying to say- before I was rudely interrupted- was that I know that I am being looked for. And I would like to request of you and your friends to stop looking for me."

"What?" Simon sputtered. "Why? What did Clary do that was-"

"Oh, so she hasn't told you?" I snapped. "Why don't you ask her and her new boyfriend. I'm sure she'd be happy to tell you."

"Ok, listen, Magnus. I'm not the one you're mad at, so I suggest you calm the heck down. What do you mean by 'her new boyfriend'?"

I sigh. "I mean Alec. Apparently, those two been hitting it off."

Simon seemed caught off guard- even through the phone. That's when I realized. "Simon, how are you even using a phone? Are you and the Lightwoods back?" I hoped not.

"No… they kicked the downworlders out because we are no longer need of their service. Clary, Luke, and the Lightwoods are still in Alicante."

"Wait. They kicked the downworlders out, even after all that happened during the war? How come Luke is still there?"

"Yep.. not everybody agrees we are equal. Luke is still there because he is apart of the council. But yeah, I'm in New York, at least."

"Samuel, I go to go."

"But-"

"Nice talking to you, Rat-Face."

I hung up then. I couldn't believe it.

I ran from a problem, just to run into another one.

Clary's POV

Being with Alec was surprisingly great. I was expecting him to be like the guy I had met at first: the jealous guy who was envious of the non-existent relationship I had with another guy- who turned out to be my brother- Jace, and eager to swear on the angel that if I ever thought about telling Jace about his attraction to the same sex that he'd kill me. But fortunately, that was not the guy who I had come across- he was better.

It was Alec who had blamed himself for Magnus not helping me, then telling me that eventually Mgnus would come to his senses and help us- that's just the way he was. To me, that was unlikely- for the short time I had known Magnus, I picked up on something: he can be pretty stubborn and persistent when he wanted to be.

I was at the Penhallows house, in Alec's room. I was sitting cross-legged on the edge of his bed, while Alec sat in an armchair he had moved so that he was sitting across from me. So far, we had been on three dates- including the one when we were interrupted by Magnus- but I don't think him and I were actually comfortable enough to actually start touching. (We haven't even decided if we were going to discuss the probability of us even being official or not.)

Besides that, Alec had just told me, that if it was okay with me, he would help train me to be a proper shadowhunter.

"Are you sure?" I asked him.

He smiled. "Yes, I'm sure. I know how much being a shadowhunter means to you."

I raised both of my eyebrows, because I was incapable of raising just one. "And you would do that for me?"

Alec sighed- not in exasperation or frustration- he just sighed. "Yes, Clary, I would do that for you."

"But, why? You used to hate me!" It was not the first time I had brought up that statement.

Alec seemed unfazed, as if he was expecting me to say that. He probably was. "Back then, I had a crush on my adopted brother, was still in the closet, and thought you were a mundane."

"Yeah….about that. Do you have a thing against mundanes or something?"

"We all do. It's a shadowhunter thing."

"So….is it like instinct to just… hate a mundane?"

"Yes," he responds and I laugh.

"Wanna go somewhere?" he asks after I finished laughing.

"Go where?" I ask in return.

He smiled again. (He was smiling a lot lately.) "You'll see." And he grabbed my hand, dragging me out the house, and into the sunny weather of Alicante.

Again, I am SOOOO sorry. I HAD THE WORST WRITER'S BLOCK IN WRITERS HISTORY! But it's over now, and I should be posting regularly from now on. Plus, THURSDAY IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! YAY ME! (Another reason I didn't update is that I've been busy,)

Okay, so I have some news: from here on out, I am accepting requests. Like, where should they go for their next date? (Because I don't have a clue.) So I would REALLY appreciate the help.

Also, I think one of the main reasons I didn't update is because the amount of reviews. Hearing from you guys encourages me to keep writing! You guys really help me, and I want you all to know that. And if you have a real account (not like a guest) I try to respond. I really do! So, can I get…..maybe ten reviews? It could be your request, or it could just be a question, or just constructive criticism.

Thanks for reading, and remember that I love you all. Bye! Until next time!

(Sorry for any typos. A friend had noticed that I had quite a bit in my earlier chapters.)