CHAPTER 3: TWO FIRST NAMES
[S1E2 The Descent Into Hell Isn't Easy (Part I)]
The wake-up call was more of a yell than a call. And it came from none other than Isabelle Lightwood.
"Wake up!"
Margo flinched, unintentionally pushing herself back into Alec, who almost rolled right out of bed. Margo caught his hand before he did and pulled him back, breathing heavily after practically having a heart attack. She laid back once Alec was safe from falling, letting him keep his arm around her.
Margo glared at her parabatai. "I'm going to kill you," she calmly said to Isabelle. "Alec and I are going to go back to sleep but once I wake up, I will kill you, Izzy."
And she pulled Alec's duvet over their heads, blocking out Isabelle. If there was one time when Margo was grumpy, it was when she was woken up from a nap.
Isabelle didn't budge, though. "Go, seriously. Come on, I need to show you guys something."
Within moments, all full of groans and curses, Margo was being pulled out of bed by Alec, who took the smaller Shadowhunter's hand as Isabelle led them down to HQ. "Check this out." She sat in a seat, pulling up the surveillance cameras from outside the Institute.
Jace and Clary were making their way inside, followed by a scrawny brown-haired boy wearing glasses. As the Lightwood siblings watched the cameras on the screen, Margo's eyes moved over to the door the three would be entering through in no time.
And they did.
Jace led Clary and her mundane friend to the large touch-screen in the middle of the room. "That makes perfect sense, 'cause there are demons running all around New York," the mundane spoke as they neared Margo.
"That is the first correct thing you've said all day," Jace sassed.
Margo felt Alec shift from behind her, eyeing the stranger that had entered with Jace and Clary. He rolled the sleeves of his leather jacket up slightly, making his way a few feet away from the girls and towards Jace. "What is going on? Why is there a mundane in the Institute?"
He glanced at Jace before staring down the boy. His parabatai sighed. "A Circle member followed him to get to Clary."
"A Circle rune, just like the guys that took my mother," Clary softly spoke, maintaining eye-contact with Alec.
Margo took a seat on the table beside where Isabelle sat on the rolling chair, listening in on the conversation. "What exactly is a Circle member and why are they trying to kill us?"
"All we know is... a long time ago, the Circle led a revolt. A lot of Shadowhunters got killed... including my father," Jace informed. Margo's eyes instantly wavered to the Wayland boy, her heart aching for him.
Alec continued. "And since the revolt, we've been forbidden to even hear about the Circle."
Clary's brows drew together. "But, how is that even possible? It's your history."
Margo unintentionally snorted from behind the foursome. "Says the girl who didn't know she was a Shadowhunter?" Her eyes bored into Clary.
Clary's friend glanced back at Margo before doing a double take. He found her absolutely gorgeous. His eyes widened as they slowly traced the outline of her body.
Meanwhile, the redhead scoffed. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right. And now the only person who knows the truth is missing, so I don't care about your rules or what's forbidden. I'm-There's got to be someone out there who can tell us why they've taken my mother."
As she spoke, the words entered through one of Margo's ears and went right out the other. This was all because of a certain dark-haired, hazel-eyed Shadowhunter who turned to look at Margo as she spoke and then made his way over. Margo repositioned herself on the desk as Alec walked up to her and stood between her legs, letting one of his hands rest on her upper thigh while the other teasingly pulled at her hair.
They were both so consumed in each other than neither realized the odd looks Clary's friend was giving them.
"Hi," she whispered, feeling the corners of her mouth turn up into a smile.
Alec smirked, running his tongue across his lips. "Hi."
"You coming?" Margo heard Jace ask Clary. She agreed and from the corner of her eye, Margo could see Clary's friend following her. "No, no, no. Not you."
"Hey, we're a packaged deal," Clary fought. Her friend nodded his head in agreement.
Jace looked past Clary at Isabelle and Margo. "There are runes all over the training room floor that could kill your mundie boyfriend."
They were both quick to deny it. "He's not my-"
"I'm not, like-" They both paused before the mundie began again. "We're, uh, just friends."
"Best friends."
Margo cringed, feeling the tense friend-zoning happening from all the way where she sat. She sighed, pushing Alec back a step before sliding off the desk and onto her feet. Her chest was squished up against Alec's, leaving the Lightwood boy breathless for a few seconds. Margo noticed this and smirked, pushing him back a little more so he would turn around and she could stand next to him as they both watched the interaction.
Alec's arms crossed over his chest in a powerful, protective way and Margo nearly died. The resting bitch face was back and hotter than ever.
The mundie was very talkative. "Yeah, and I'm tough. I can handle runes. So, uh, bring on the runes." He paused a moment. "What exactly are runes?"
Isabelle stood from her chair, making her way to stand beside Margo, pulling her parabatai close. "They give Shadowhunters our demon-fighting powers." The boy turned as he heard Isabelle, watching as she ran her stele over the rune on her forearm.
His eyes widened as he looked between Isabelle and Margo, both wearing very tight leather clothing. He was in a daze. "So hot."
Alec extended his arm, slinging it over Margo's shoulder and pulling her close. He didn't like the way the mundie was staring at her.
Jace cleared his throat, forcing the mundane back to reality. He turned to look at Jace. "The rune."
The mundane cleared his throat, turning when he heard Isabelle's mesmerizing chuckle. "Don't worry, Clary. I'll watch over the best friend." She walked closer seductively, not even realizing she was doing so. "In fact, I was about to make breakfast."
Margo softly laughed from behind, leaning into Alec and crossing her arms. "On second though, the runes might be less lethal." Alec chuckled from next to her, pulling his arm so Margo closed the small distance between them, and placed a kiss on the side of her head.
Meanwhile, Isabelle was not too entertained, despite the smile on her face she held as she stared at the mundie. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that. Please excuse my best friend's lack of manners." She pointed behind her, where the couple stood closely. Margo's hand found its way to the one belonging to the arm that was currently slung over her shoulder and interlocked her hand with Alec's. "This is Alec, that's Margo... and I'm Isabelle," she introduced, holding her hand out to the mundie.
He glanced back at Margo, quickly averting his gaze when he saw the glare Alec had directed at him, and instead looked back at Isabelle. He took her hand, shaking it nervously. "Lewis, Simon. Simon Lewis. Two first names. Am I still talking?" he blurted.
"Just like you, Go. Two first names," Izzy commented. "Margo Rose."
Margo chuckled. "Izzy, Lewis is his last name. If it worked your way, we'd all have two first names. Isn't that right, Alexander Gideon-"
Alec cut her off, holding a hand over Margo's mouth. "Right." He did anything not to have his horrid middle name mentioned.
Isabelle giggled. Jace spoke up from behind. "See? Best friend's safe and sound here."
"Jace, if anything happens to him-"
Simon cut Clary off, oblivious to his eyes trained on Isabelle's body. "Go on, I'll be fine. I think." He softly smiled, allowing Clary and Jace to exit the room.
Before Jace exited, he cupped his hand on Simon's shoulder, getting his attention. He whispered, "Hey, uh, don't eat the food. Dangerous." He smirked, winking at Margo, before exiting.
When Isabelle turned to her parabatai, motioning towards Simon, Margo understood. She kept hold of Alec's hand but pulled them from her shoulder, instead choosing to swing their hands between them. "Okay, well, Alec and I are going to, uh..." Margo's voice ran off, not able to choose what to say next.
"Be in my bedroom," Alec saved her. Well, not exactly saved.
With the wide-eyed look Simon was giving her, Margo just couldn't help herself. "Yeah, having hot, steamy Shadowhunter sex." And when Simon heard it, he was in even more of a daze. Holy hell, he could not believe his ears.
Isabelle, however, understood her parabatai's playful nature and nodded her head, smirking at the two. "Don't be too loud," she said, leading Simon to the kitchen. "And don't break anything, like last time," she warned.
From a distance, she could hear him ask, "You guys are joking, right?"
And just because it was too easy to mess with him, Isabelle replied, "Not even a little."
From Simon's point of view, he couldn't believe Alec had feelings for someone. He looked so stoic and emotionless all the time. He couldn't believe he had somehow caught the eyes of Margo.
He was so comfortable around her, always touching her, always smiling when she was near. Thinking about it a second time, he could see exactly how Alec was attracted to someone, how he was attracted to Margo.
Margo giggled at Isabelle's response, turning to Alec, who brought her hand up to kiss the back of it. "Hot, steamy Shadowhunter sex, huh?" She shrugged, looking at him innocently. "How do you even know that hot, steamy Shadowhunter sex is different from regular hot, steamy sex?"
She smiled knowingly at him. "I mean, humans don't exactly have that wow factor, right? Whereas we get all sweaty and hotter from working out and kicking demon ass all the time, they don't exactly do much."
And it was true, Alec couldn't deny it. Being Shadowhunters, both of them worked out every day in the most intense of circumstances. "So, what now? Are we going to have that hot, steamy sex you were talking about?"
Margo smiled mischievously, pulling his hand towards the training room. "Something like that," she mysteriously spoke.
They changed into the appropriate clothing - a pair of black sweatpants for each, a black crop tank for Margo and a tight-fitted t-shirt for Alec. They both looked hot, if Margo said so herself.
They trained for well over an hour, using everything from weapons to their bare hands. They ended when Alec had Margo pinned down, his hands tightening their grip on her wrists, holding them down, as he straddled her.
She huffed before saying, "Well, this isn't exactly how I imagined it. I mean, I'd love to end up sweaty and breathless, pinned under you, but in a completely different situation."
Alec rolled his eyes, moving off the petite girl and laying beside her. They both took a moment to regulate their breathing. Once they started recovering, Margo stood up, helping Alec up as well, and handed him a towel after using one up herself.
After they were both semi-decent, they made their way up the stairs, to their separate rooms and showers. As they passed by Izzy's room, Margo could hear her best friend talking to the mundane.
She motioned for Alec to follow her and the two stood beside each other as they eyed Isabelle and Simon talking through her open door. "So, the Circle... if they're as bad as they say they are, it's not good for Clary, is it?" he asked, fixing his glasses.
Him and Isabelle both turned, seeing Margo leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, with Alec standing behind her. "It's not good for any of us."
Simon took in their state, messy hair sticking to their faces, breathing heavy, sweating slightly. He couldn't help but wonder if the joke about Shadowhunter sex was actually not a joke at all.
Meanwhile, Margo was doing her own thinking. Looking at Simon and how he was worried for Clary gave her an insight on her and Alec. Simon was worried about Clary because he couldn't protect her properly against the Circle. Hell, he didn't even know the Circle existed a couple hours ago.
Margo was grateful for Alec. He was part of the same world she was. He understood the monsters they lived with and he was prepared to fight them off. They had it a lot better in their relationship than Clary and Simon did.
With her comment, Margo walked away from Isabelle's room, towards her own to shower.