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"He searched us."
The news came from Simon, the official family nerd. He had a computer in front of him, which he was staring at unhappily.
Alec walked over and sat next to him. "What do you mean?"
The computer was opened to a bunch of hacked police files. One was on Magnus Bane, another on Ragnor Fell, and the third was the recent search for the name Wayland.
"No big deal," Jace decided. "It's a dead end. He doesn't know anything about our actual identity."
"Yeah, but know the hospital knows the papers are fake," Izzy pointed out. "They might cut off Max's treatment."
"I'll talk to Clary and see what she can do," Jace said.
"What can she possibly do?" Alec asked. "Convince the hospital that the police are lying?"
Jace scowled. "I don't know!"
"If we're going to do anything, we need fake police files," Simon said. "I've already hacked into their system. I can just create fake profiles under the name Wayland and hope that convinces them."
"But Bane knows," Izzy said.
They were quiet for a bit. They'd just come back from Friendly's and Max was finally in bed. They were finally able to drop the facáde that life was a-okay.
Alec stood up. "Si, can you print out that file?"
"Which one?"
"The one on Bane."
Simon shrugged and got to work.
"What are you doing?" Jace stared skeptically at Alec, who was pulling on a coat.
"Someone has to shut up Bane," Alec shrugged. He grabbed the papers from the printer and memorized the address on the paper.
"Don't do anything stupid," Izzy growled.
"I'm not gonna kill him."
She rolled her eyes, but got up to say goodbye. They always said goodbye before they went anywhere, in case it was the last time they got the chance to. Alec patted Simon's shoulder and pulled Jace into a hug.
He didn't forget to sneak into Max's room and kiss him on the forehead before he left.
Magnus had way too much scotch. He tossed the empty bottle on the ground and blinked, trying to clear his swimming vision. It wasn't working, which he found hilarious. He giggled a little, touching his finger to his soft cheek.
"Soft," he moaned.
The door to his apartment unlocked.
"Rags!" Magnus grinned. He lifted himself to his feet, overshooting a little bit and teetering to the side. "Babe!"
The door opened at the exact moment the world twisted. Magnus hit the ground hard and found himself staring at the ceiling. "Whoa, I teleported!" He giggled.
"What the fuck."
Magnus watched, a daze smile on his face, as a giant looked down on him. The giant's booted feet were right next to Magnus' head and the giant's hair nearly touched the ceiling.
"You're a giant!" Magnus yelped, pointing out the obvious. He raised his hand shakily to point at the intruder.
"Holy crap, you're plastered."
Magnus got a good look and-holy crap! It was Lex Light! The evil drug guy!
"You're a giant?" Magnus gasped. "I knew you were evil, but this evil? What!"
Lex scrunched up his nose adorably. "Why are you so drunk?"
"You're a sexy giant."
"...I'm not a giant."
The evil drug guy slowly descended to his knees, so now he was a slightly shorter giant. He pressed a hand to Magnus' forehead. "You're burning up."
"You're hand is, like, soft."
Magnus poked the hand. Lex moved it.
"Okay, time to get you to bed."
Magnus felt himself being lifted and then he was in Lex's arms. He was pretty jacked. Nice, solid muscles. Well developed.
"You have A+ muscles," Magnus blurted.
"Thanks, Bane." Lex didn't sound very thankful.
"Can I call you Lexie?"
"No."
"Tell me your real name."
"Lex."
"Liar! You lied about your name being Lex Light and you lied about Wayland and I bet Max and Izzy is a lie and Jace too probably-"
"Okay, bedtime."
Magnus felt himself being lowered onto something soft. "My name is for real Magnus," Magnus said, pouting.
The drug dealer sighed. "I know."
Magnus was quiet for a bit, a feeling lodged in his throat. Or at least that's how he'd describe it. Finally, he worked up the nerve. "Sorry about your brother."
Lex was quiet.
When Magnus was almost sure he wasn't going to get an answer, he felt something soft stroke his cheek, almost lovingly. "Thanks, Bane." His voice was soft, sad. A broken sort of sad.
"You're sad."
"Yeah. Thinking about it makes me sad."
Magnus wrapped a hand around the criminal's wrist and pulled him closer. "I'll hug you so you feel better."
With a defeated sigh, Lex let Magnus drunkenly wrap his arms around him. And that's where the cop stayed, passed out on his sad criminal's shoulder, arms around his waist.