A/N: I hope you are liking the story so far. I should finish it today with luck. Laters.
When Magnus arrived at the institute, he leaped off the bike and left it in the middle of the road. It was no use to him now. Someone else could steal it.
He rushed up to the door of the institute. The door opened before he could bang on it. Isabelle stood, tears streaming down her face.
"Magnus, please. I already lost Max, don't let Alec die too." She began to sob silently, and Magnus walked past her, searching for Alec. A light was on in the first room to the right. He walked straight in, wishing he could see Alec sitting on the bed, wishing he would smile and say "Got you." But he wasn't. Alec was asleep on the bed, white as a sheet, his black hair contrasting with the bed sheets. He twisted and turned, and when Magnus walked up and touched Alec's cheek with a shaking hand, his perfect skin was as cold as ice.
"Can you do anything?" Jace was leaning on the wall behind him, a look of fear in his eyes. "Please say you can."
"I'll do my best." But in his heart Magnus knew there was little hope. Maybe a miracle would occur. "Please, leave, and I will try to save him. I'll do everything in my power. I promise."
Jace blinked, turned and left, shutting the door softly behind him. Magnus turned to stare at the perfect face he had fallen in love with. He hadn't lied. He would do everything he could to save him. Everything. Every spell he knew, he would try. And with that Magnus closed his eyes and whispered spells of healing to the silent room, with no sound but the harsh and slowing breathing of Alec.