Chapter four.
The hardest part about travelling to North Carolina was finding a portal. You'd have thought that between a High Warlock who threw parties evey other week, and a Shadowhunter who had been brought up surrounded by other Shadowhunters, that at least one of them would know where the closest portal was.
Magnus initially suggested the portal near Clary's old house.
"Y'know, Madame Whatsherface's." He had said.
Then, seeing the look of pure dread that befell Alec's face, Magnus thought better of the idea.
"I think there's one in Downtown Brooklyn. It's in an old Warehouse." Alec suggested shortly after.
"How'd you know about it?" Magnus asked, concered they'd first have to crawl through a demon infested sewer, or find a Vampire motercycle and fly there.
"Izzy once dated a Downworlder who lived around there. She used the use the portal in order to get home before Mom and Dad realised she was missing. She'd end up in my room at, like, 5 in the morning expressing her undying love for this moron. Then this Werewolf ended up in my room after using the portal. She said that Dom-the guy-had said it was a quick way of leaving. I was pissed so me and Jace went and sorted the dick out." Alec explained. In the time it had taken him to tell the story, they had managed to flag down a taxi.
"Erm, Donnie's Pizzaria, Downtown Brooklyn. Thanks." Alec said after the driver asked them where they "were headin'".
Once the taxi driver dropped them off, the descreetly made their way inside the warehouse. It was, as it turns out, not a glamour. It was really an old abandonned warehouse in Downtown Brooklyn.
They found the portal and within minutes they were on their way.
North Carolina was warmer than they expected. It was also less populated. Everything was so far away from everything else. It was all connected by one main road. They'd set the coordinates for Saphie's street.
"Which one?" Alec said looking at the long row of houses, all seperated and surrounded by land.
"That one." Magnus said pointing to one barely visible in the distance.
As they approached they found a cozy looking house with a deck, and stairs leaidng to the front door. It looked to be made of shingle and it was painted an icy blue. All it's windows were either borded up or covered by thick curtains.
They climbed the stairs, two at a time, and reached the front door. Alec then noticed that Magnus looked visibly scared.
"Old girlfriend?" Alec asked, only half joking.
"No. She was my best friend around 200 years ago. But, she was a Mundane. She should be dead by now." Magnus explained. His expression was both confused and diturbed at the same time.
"Hey," Alec said comfortingly, "I'm sure she's fine."
Magnus knocked on the door lightly and they were soon greated by a short girl. Saphie had long black hair and pale white skin. She showed no sign of age and stood a way back from the door, hidden by the shadows.
Alec immediatley knew why she was still alive. "Vampire." Was all he said before turning to leave. He already had one vampire who was always around, and that was enough.
"Please." The girls voice came. It was raspy and cold, but pleading. "Please I need your help, Shadowhunter!"
"Forget it." Alec remarked. "I already helped one vampire this year, I got him blood. I think I've done enough."
He then began walking back down the stairs, only stopping when Magnus told him, "Wait." Alec turned around, only half way. "If you won't do it for her, do it for me. You owe me big time, don't forget." Alec rolled his eyes.
"I'm still not convinced." He said leaning lazily agains the stair railing.
"Do it because I'm asking, no beggining, you to." Magnus said. His eyes were soft and wide. He looked vulnerable and scared. "Please."
Alec let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine. But I want to make it very clear that A) Not drinking blood until I'm gone and B) I'm doing this for him not you." He said to Saphie.
Magnus smiled at him meakly before turning to enter the house. He wouldn't tell, of course, but Alec being there for him made him feel just a little bit better about the whole situation.