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ALEC POV

"I had started to think you were avoiding me darling." Magnus said as I sat down.

I looked at him confused. "Why would I do that?"

He laughed softly. "I don't know. But it's you. It can't be that surprising."

"Yes it can. I would never do something like that to you." I confessed with a blush.

"Good to know." He smiled at me. "So what's the reason behind you not coming here and missing out on my magnificent self for four days?"

I laughed. "Clary." As I said her name the smile left my face. "They needed some help with the searching." The annoyance clear in my voice.

"And you helped?" He asked disbelieving.

"Well, not really. I actually tried to talk Jace out of it more than anything." I admitted. "If this goes on, he will get hurt all because of that annoying little girl."

"Actually, you will get hurt. You are the only one that ever gets hurt because of his recklessness." He said sipping his tea.

I thought about it for a second. "I guess you're right."

"Of course I am darling. I am always right."

I smiled and opened my mouth to reply sarcastically when my phone started to ring.

I groaned and fished it out of my pocket looking at the caller ID:

Jace.

I felt a little annoyed that he was interrupting our date.

What the hell?! I thought surprised. That is new.

"Just a second." I said to Magnus before answering. "Hello."

"Alec. Where did you go?" Came Jace's voice through the phone.

"Out." I answered simply. "For a walk."

"Well come back. We found it and we need you to go with us as a backup."

"We?" I raised my eyebrows.

I could feel Magnus's gaze on me as I talked.

"Yes we. Clary, Izzy and I." He explained slowly like I was a three year old.

"Don't tell me that Clary is coming too?!" I asked, desperately hoping against all hope that he is not that stupid.

"Of course she is. She found it and she has been getting better."

"You can't be serious?!" I run a hand through my hair. "She will get us all killed."

"No she won't." He insisted before sighing. "I am tired of this. Just come back now so we can go."

I let out an exhausted breath looking at Magnus apologetically. "Fine. I will be there in ten to fifteen minutes."

I ended the call and looked at Magnus again.

"Sorry I have to-"

"Go? Yeah, I got that. Wonder boy is calling for help right? Can't miss that." He said sarcastically.

"Sorry." I said again, getting up. "I don't want to but they will get themselves killed if I don't."

I looked around-still on edge when we were in public-and kissed him on the cheek.

"I will make it up to you I promise" I said stepping backwards.

He grinned. "You better."

I looked towards the door, hesitant to leave before I am completely sure he isn't angry.

He saw it.

"It's fine. Just go. We can see each other later."

With one last 'sorry' I ran out of the café heading for The Institute.

The pain was unbearable.

I am going to die. I thought as I thrashed around on the floor.

I numbly heard someone screaming. Is that me?!

Everything was fuzzy.

When did I close my eyes?!

I couldn't take the pain anymore. It was like I was burning from the inside out. I could feel the poison spreading through my blood, leaving fire and more pain in its wake.

I am going to die! I thought again.

I could feel the blackness coming and knew I was going to pass out soon.

Good. I thought relieved. That means no more pain.

But it means no more anything. I heard a quiet voice in my head say. That means no more you.

The thought was unnerving but I couldn't do anything about it could I?! No one can do anything about it. Or maybe…

I opened my eyes with enormous difficulty and was met by Izzy's panicked ones.

I could barely think anymore. The pain was clouding my mind but I needed to tell Izzy. I needed to at least try.

"Alec hang in there!" She shouted through the tears. "You will be ok. We will-"

I moved my numb hand and caught her arm in a death grip cutting her off.

"Call…" I breathed through my burning throat, every letter feeling like a knife. "You need to…Call…"

She looked at me confused. "What?!"

"Call…" I repeated trying to be louder this time. "Call…Three…"

"Number three?!" She asked, understanding flashing in her eyes. She got my phone out of my pocket. "You want me to call number three on your speed dial?!"

I tried nodding my head but I couldn't. "Yes…" I tried whispering but my voice was lost. I couldn't think anymore. The blackness came a second later ending the torturous pain and bringing me into sweet nothingness.

MAGNUS POV

"Again, I cannot make a potion for her to fall in love with you." I said very slowly so the idiot can finally understand.

"But she-" The brown haired idiot started to argue again but I cut him off.

"I don't care about what she is and isn't." I pinched the bridge of my nose, slowly losing my calm. What was left of it anyway. "If she doesn't love you herself she never will. Maybe you should go and woo her or something instead of bothering me." I sighed in frustration, "I can't believe you called me all the way here for this."

"But she just needs to see it!"

"So make her see it! I don't-" My phone started ringing.

Who is it now? I took my phone out of my pocket and looked at the screen. When I saw who it was I smiled, already in a better mood.

Without a word I turned around and started walking away. I could hear him shouting after me but I didn't care.

Idiot.

I answered my phone. "Hello d-"

"Who is this?" Came a woman's shaky but demanding voice.

I did a double take. Why is she using his phone? Who is she anyway?

A bad feeling washed over me.

"Magnus Bane. The High Warlock of Brooklyn." I stated formally.

I could hear her suck in a breath of surprise.

So, she doesn't know who she was calling. I mused growing more worried now. Maybe someone just took his phone. Even as I thought it I knew it was a lie. Something was definitely wrong. I could hear it in her voice.

"And you are?" I asked. Hoping my suspicions were wrong.

"Isabelle. Isabelle Lightwood. But I don't have time for formalities. My brother is hurt!" Her voice was shaking and she sounded panicked.

I felt like my heart stopped beating for a moment. Alec is hurt?! I knew something was very wrong.

I quickened my pace, all the terrible possibilities buzzing through my mind. If she is calling then that means he can't. I hailed a cab trying to stay calm enough to be useful. She was calling because she needed help.

"Where are you?" I asked getting in.

Stay calm. I reminded myself. Stay calm.

"Almost at The Institute. Please help. I don't want him to die." She said, desperation clear in her voice.

Die?! A few sparks flew from my fingertips signaling that I am definitely not calm anymore.

"I'll be there in a few minutes." I said before hanging up.

I told the driver the right address. "Hurry up and I'll pay you double."

He started driving at once, breaking the speed limit. But my mind wasn't on that.

What did that boy do?!

I thought about the shy kiss on the cheek he gave me before we parted this morning.

He can't die! Whatever it is, I will not let him die!

Soon the cab stopped in front of the Institute. I looked towards the front door as I hurried out and saw a tall raven haired girl.

She looked a little like Alec I noticed as I approached her.

His sister. I guessed.

"Where is he?" I demanded as I stood before her not wanting to waste any time.

"The infirmary." The girl, Isabelle, looked like she has been crying. Her hair was tangled and her makeup was smeared.

I nodded and entered the elevator with her right behind me. I cursed the slow elevator as we went up.

I don't have time for this!

"He told me to call you." She said surprising me.

He did?! He told her to call me?! The thought was nice. Until I remembered the reason behind him telling her that and my mood turned bitter again.

The elevator finally stopped and I hurried out to where I remembered the infirmary was.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Demon poison."

Shit. "Which one?"

"Greater Demon. Abbadon."

I am going to kill that boy! I thought, starting to run. I am going to heal him so I can kill him myself.

As I entered the infirmary, the first thing I saw was the pale boy lying limp on one of the beds. A huge bloody gash covered his barely moving chest.

The whole room smelled like death.

"Who are you?" Asked a male voice.

My attention turned to the other two Shadowhunters in the room.

The short girl with red hair and a blond boy. Jace and Clary, I assumed turning my focus back to Alec. His shallow breathes starting to slow even more.

I hurried to his side, sparks already flying as my magic built up.

"Out!" I yelled at them not even turning around. All my focus was on the dying boy.

"You will not die!" I growled under my breath.

I could still hear voices behind me. Arguing. It made me angry.

I can't focus like this!

"I am not going anywhere!"

"Yes you are! Now!"

"He is a Downworlder!"

"Alec trusts him so you need to do it too. Which means we have to get out. Now. "

"Like hell he does! Alec would never trust him!"

"Well, he does. He made me call him."

"Izzy, you are being unreasonable!"

"Do you want him to die?!"

"Izzy-"

"I don't want that. And he is the only one who can help. So, out! Now!"

There was some more struggling before the door closed behind them.

Good girl. Thanking all the Angels for Isabelle I started to heal the bloody boy in front of me.

This was going to be a long night.

ALEC POV

The first thing I was aware of as I came back to consciousness was that everything hurt. It was agony just to breath.

I tried opening my eyes but it took a few tries before I was actually able to do so.

I saw the familiar white ceiling of the infirmary.

I am alive. I thought a little surprised. How am I alive?

Something flashed in the corner of my eye and I turned my head slowly.

"Magnus?" I whispered in a raspy voice when I saw the Warlock asleep on the chair next to my bed.

He stirred and opened one eye sleepily.

"Alec!" He bolted upright. All sleepiness gone in an instant. "You're awake!" He sounded relieved.

Looking at him closely I noticed that he looked exhausted. More exhausted than I have ever seen him before.

"You healed me." I said through my screechy throat.

"You called. I came." He said getting up and entering the bathroom. A minute later he came back with a glass of water. "Drink." He said to me softly, bringing the glass up to my mouth.

I complied eagerly. Happy to sooth my dry throat.

"Thank you." I said after I drank the whole glass.

"You're welcome darling." He said with a smile, caressing my cheek. "I hope you know that if you do something like this again I am personally going to kill you."

I smiled shyly. "Sorry."

"You better be." He kissed my forehead. "You are so making this up to me." He mumbled against my skin.

I laughed and then winced from the pain and the soreness.

"Where does it hurt?" He asked taking my hand in his.

"Everywhere."

"Well, that is expected. When I got here you were on the verge of death. Your lungs collapsed three times while I was healing you. If I came even a minute later I would have been too late."

"Thank you for healing me." I whispered softly.

He kissed me. A soft peck on the lips. "Thank you for calling."

I yawned and he laughed.

"Tired?"

"A little." I admitted.

"Go to sleep then." He said softly. "I don't know if I will be here when you wake up again but I hope you will come to me when you get better. I can't wait to see how you will make this up to me."

I blushed and he chuckled.

"Call if you need anything else, ok?" He said as I closed my eyes.

I nodded and then sleep took me. But not before I heard a 'Good night Alexander' from Magnus.

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