(AN: Thanks for the reviews, I was really scared to post up this story, its my first and I didn't think anyone would read it, let alone like it, so thanks. Just tell me if it gets crap… and sorry if it does. Enjoy.)

And I don't own any of these characters…

JACE'S POV

When Jace and Clary returned at the Institute Isabelle was there waiting. "Well?" she jumped up as they walked in. "Is he okay? Where is he?" it was Jace who answered. "Izzy, calm down. He is going to be fine. Magnus has taken him back to his apartment; he is healing him as we speak."

Isabelle picked up her coat from the floor. "I'm going over there." Jace put an arm out to stop her. "Izzy don't. Magnus is going to send a fire message when he is a bit better. We can see him tomorrow. He will be fine. He has Magnus looking after him." Isabelle nodded, but she looked sad. "He will be fine Izzy. I promise. Besides, they need to talk."

ISABELLE'S POV

After Isabelle, Jace and Clary had finished giving there extremely worried mother the run down on the nights events, they had all split to go to their separate rooms. Clary and Jace had gone up to Jace's room, and Isabelle had slowly made her way up to her room, by herself, once again.

Isabelle hated it when Simon was away. In the past few months they had been going out, Simon had started staying late at the institute, and this way Isabelle had not felt so alone. She hated it how he was away so much lately, she missed him so much.

When Isabelle reached her room she lay on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. She smiled faintly to herself as she thought about him. He had helped her so much in the last few months, without even realising it. He helped her see things in the world she had never bothered to look at before, beauty in small things. He helped her realise she didn't have to fight the world alone, and she knew now that he would fight with her, but above all, he showed her that not all boys are heart barkers, and he helped her begin to believe in love...

CLARY'S POV

Meanwhile in Jace's room Clary was still really worried. "Clary," Jace said for the hundredth time. "Don't worry; he is going to be fine, now come here." She sighed and walked over towards him. He was sitting on the bed at the other side of the room. She sat down beside him, "Goodness Jace your freezing." Clary shivered at the touch of his skin. "Where is your jacket?" Jace had goose bumps and was slightly shivering. "I gave it to Alec remember," Clary sighed. She stood up and walked over to his draw; she opened up the second draw and pulled out a black sweater. "Oh come on mum." He said sarcastically. Clary smiled and walked back over to him, "Arms up." She said with a smirk. Jace chuckled and put his arms up. Clary laughed and pulled the sweater over his arms and down. When she let got he adjusted it and smiled up at her.

Clary sat back down on the bed next to Jace, "You're still shivering," she said, her brow wrinkled with concern. Jace just shrugged, "I'll be fine." Clary didn't like this. "What if you get a cold?" Jace winked "I'm a Shadowhunter," She felt stupid after that, of coarse colds didn't matter; a rune is all they needed. "Still," Clary went on ignoring this fact. "You should be more careful, and if you're not going to be I'll hide your stele." Jace smiled. "Well I'll use yours." Clary hadn't thought of this. "I'll hide that one too, and Izzy's and Alec's and all the others." Clary threw her self back against Jace's pillow. "I'll get them off you." He said looking down at her. "Oh yeah?" she narrowed her. "Yep." He chuckled.

Clary laughed and put her arms up, reaching for him, her little arms not even coming close. Jace smiled and twisted to lay beside her, he rested his head on her chest and wrapped his arms around her waist. Clary placed one arm on his back and with her spare hand she ran her fingers through his hair, twisting it between her fingers. It was soft, and the most amazing shade of gold. Clary could feel his body shaking, not as much now. She rubbed her hand up and down his back. "Your still shacking love," Clary sighed. Jace looked up at her and smiled, "I'll be fine." He repeated, Clary leaned down and gently kissed his lips. She could feel him smiling; when she pulled back Jace came with her. He quickly moved position and he was propped up, one arm supporting his body while his other hand come up to gently cup her face, it was Clary who pulled back first, "Hey?" she whispered, Jace opened his eyes to look at her, "Can we play monopoly?" Jace smiled, "Your going to lose." He challenged, narrowing his eyes again. "No hope." Clary replied simply.

"Jace, I love you and all, but are you sure you want to do this?" Clary looked up at Jace, sighing dramatically. Jace just nodded, "I'm ready." Clary smiled, "Okay that's $100 for the train station and you still owe me $200, for landing on my land… all those times…" Jace handed her the money, "I'm not winning am I?" Clary laughed and shook her head, Jace had the cutest expression on his face, he was slightly pouting and his brow was knotted, "Naw Jace, it's okay, look, I'll let you have some of my money," she passed him $500 feeling bad, he had no money now and nearly the whole board was covered in Clary's hotels. He leant across the board, taking the money, "Can we have a brake?" He asked in a whiney voice, Clary smiled, sure, I'm thirsty anyway."

Clary quickly got to her feet and walked towards the bed, sitting on the edge she began to go through her bag, till she found a bottle of water. She felt Jace come to sit next to her as she sipped at her drink. When she was done she redid the lid and put it back in her bag, Jace was smiling at her. Clary smiled back confused, she was about to ask what he was smiling about when he bent down to kiss her, Clary reached up to place her hand on the back of his neck, then out of nowhere there was a knock at the door, Clary jumped away from Jace and he chuckled, "Come in," he turned to look at the door, it opened slowly and his mother popped her head through, "Sorry to interrupt, but I just got the fire message from Magnus, Alec is okay, he is resting." Jace nodded, "Thank you," she smiled faintly and left the room.

"Now, what were we doing before we were so rudely interrupted?" he said, a smile threatening at the corners of his mouth. "Well," Clary pretended to look as though she was thinking really hard. "I believe it was something like…" she got up on he knees and put one leg over his so she was sitting on his lap, facing him. She leaned in letting her eyelids fall almost shut, just peaking, and his chin came up, bringing his lips with it, she pulled back slightly and she could see the little smile on his face now. Jace moved his face forward again, lips searching for her's; she let them brush ever so slightly, the ghost of a kiss, before pulling away. He pulled his head back to look at her, frowning. When she felt he was far enough away she lent in again, and when he went to lean in for the third time she pulled back, rolled of his lap and said, "Monopoly." Gently slipping off the bed she walked to sit next to the Monopoly board on the floor. "I believe it's your turn." She added.

Jace chuckled, "Tease." He shook his head before also sliding off the bed to sit in the opposite side of the game board.

MAGNUS' POV

Magnus looked down at Alec, he didn't know what to do; he was normally good in these situations but when it was Alec he just couldn't think, he couldn't bare to see his lover like this.

He bent down and placed Alec on the large Purple coloured couch. He was small and felt fragile, Magnus didn't like that, all the other times he had held Alec in his arms, he had been strong and held him back. But not now, now he was limp, his arms resting in his lap, eyes closed, his skin a light shade of blue.

Safely on the couch Magnus got to work, warming him up and getting rid of his ice covered jacket and shoes. When the frozen cloths were gone, he snapped his fingers and he was now lying in a warm pair of pyjama pants and a thick sweater, Magnus then pulled a thick woollen blanket over Alec's weak frame.

He heard Alec moan softly and knew his sleeping spell was wearing off, and his poor Alec would be in pain soon.

A horrid sounding cough sounded from Alec's horse throat. Magnus winced and blue sparks began to flow from his finger tips, beginning the healing process.

ALEC'S POV

When Alec woke his throat was sore and his chest felt worse than it had, but he felt warm, and for that he was grateful. He opened his eyes weakly, looking for Magnus. Alec took a deep breath and tried to call out to Magnus, he winced knowing it would hurt, and it did. "Mag?" he coughed and regretted trying to talk instantly. Magnus was there in seconds, he smiled as he felt Magnus' hand on his face. "Hey Baby, I'm here, don't try and talk okay," He just nodded, he was so happy to hear Magnus' voice; he couldn't believe he had been so stupid, so rude, and just left like that.

Alec was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to be in the warlock's arms, "Magnus, I'm So…" he spluttered and coughed, he sounded like a seal and winced again in pain, it was like having a seraph blade down his throat.

Magnus spoke next, "No Baby I'm sorry, please don't try and talk." He looked sad, really sad, it hurt Alec to see, he just wanted the silly boy to shut up and hug him.

"Shut up, and" he coughed again, but was determine to finish the sentence. "Get down here," he finished a little breathless. Magnus smiled and looked for a moment as if he might cry.

Alec was warm, at last, he closed his eyes and felt Magnus' arm curl around him. Alec felt a warm, familiar flutter on his chest where Magnus' hand rested. He opened his eyes and looked down to see the familiar blue sparks fluttering around his chest, healing his pneumonia. Alec lifted his hand to entwine it with Magnus' and he whispered, "I love you." Before closing his eyes, he heard Magnus reply, "I love you too Baby," before drifting of into a slightly less painful sleep.

CLARY'S POV

"Yes!" Clary screamed, as she threw her arms up into the air. "Arr," Jace slapped his face into his hands. "How does this keep happening?" He yelled. Clary had won monopoly… again.

She giggled. "I'm just better than you!" Jace glared at her. She laughed louder. "That's it."

"What's it?" Clary asked confused. Just then Jace leaped over the game board and playfully took her to the ground. She let out a small scream and then he was sitting on top of her. His legs straddling her hips, he squinted his eyes, glaring at her; a wide smile sped across his face. "Oh, you're gonna pay for that." she smiled up at him, "Oh am I?"

"Haha, yes!" His smile turned devilish and he leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. "Cause I know a little secret about you…" her eyes widened. "Wait… Jace no…" Jace's smile widened.

Clary screamed as Jace's fingers attacked her ribs, tickling her. She kicked and wriggled, squirming and screaming under his body. He was the only one who knew she was ticklish other than Simon and she wished he didn't know. She wished he had never found out.

He poked up and down her sides as she screamed and laughed till she was red in the face and gasping for air.

"No," she screamed. "Jace… stop… please… I'll… do anything." She gasped out between breaths and howls of laughter. Jace stopped suddenly, "Anything?" he asked, a quizzical look crossing his face. "Yes." She gasped, catching her breath. Her face was bright red.

Jace sat back immediately, hopping off her and heading back to the game board, "Okay, so the story is, I let you win…" he winked at her and she basically collapsed to the ground, laughing till her stomach felt it would burst.

ALEC'S POV

Alec woke the next morning in a fit of coughing, they would have been screams, but his throat was too stuffed to talk, let alone scream. He winced at the pain in his throat. He was really glad he didn't scream because he didn't want Magnus to know he was having nightmares, again.

The last time Alec had informed Magnus he was having bad dreams, the warlock had stayed up all night for days, just in case Alec woke.

Magnus was at his side in seconds, "Baby, are you okay?" Alec nodded. "I'll b-" Alec tried to choke out before another fit of coughing came over him. Magnus had a dressing gown all of a sudden and was wrapping it around him, helping him get his arms in like a sick toddler. "Don't try and talk, it sounds painful."

Alec nodded and Magnus helped him get to his feet. Magnus was still only wearing his track suit pants and the thought of how cold he must be made Alec shiver, however Magnus didn't even have goose bumps, his smooth skin was completely flawless and… well not cold.

MAGNUS' POV

Magnus sat him down on the couch and got him some honey and lemon for his throat. He had sent a fire message to Jace last night but he hadn't gotten a reply. As if on queue, Magnus' phone buzzed and he picked it up. It was a text from Jace and Clary,

'Were coming over, put some cloths on.' Jace had obviously written it. Magnus just laughed, seconds latter there was another buzz,

'Sorry about that Magnus, he is just grumpy cause he would rather be sleeping right now. We had a… big night. Clary x'

Magnus laughed again, he quickly snapped on a dark blue silk dressing gown as he walked back over to Alec. "Jace and Clary are on there way." He said simply. "Jace is in a shit mood, which is going to be great fun." Magnus shook his head.

Alec opened his mouth to comment but all that came out was a croak and a cough. Magnus' fingertips instantly lit with blue sparks. "Oh Alexander, I'm so sorry." He lay down beside Alec and pulled him close. Magnus had covered him up with another load of blankets. Magnus gently placed his palm on Alec's throat and was working at healing it, at least enough so he could talk. He would get Jace or Clary to apply a rune when they arrived, but this would do for now.