Summary: The Rescue
Alec wasn't sure if he was awake or dying, it hurt to breath and his vision was tainted black at the edges. He could hear the sound of fighting but he couldn't tell if it was merely Valentine's people sparing or if they were being attacked, not that it really mattered to Alec, Alec could barely stand to be awake, it all hurt, he wished Magnus was here, was holding him in his arms and feeding his magic into him to take the pain away.
But Magnus was not here, Magnus was home in their bed, safe and sound and there was no where Alec would rather him be than safe and sound, far away from here and Valentine's hurting hands and implements.
Alec's eyes closed and he whimpered softly, his voice had given out late the third day and Alec wasn't even sure how long it had been since he'd been taken, how long Valentine had had him, how long he'd been tortured for, he knew for awhile that Jace had been with him, that Jace had been sharing his strength with Alec through their bond but as Alec grew weaker and weaker he'd sent Jace back to his body, where the pain of their bond breaking would hopefully be dimmer than if Jace had still been with him.
"Well, it seems that I underestimated The Clave and their ability to keep your Parabatai in his sleep." Valentine said as he appeared in the doorway, the light spilling from behind him into the darkness where Alec hung, making the man wince.
Alec coughed and felt blood coat his lips.
"Or perhaps I underestimated your worth."
Alec grinned, he had made many friends among the Downworld, not all through Magnus, it hadn't endeared him to the Clave but if they all banded together, Warlocks, Werewolves, Seelies, and Vampires then they would outnumber Shadowhunters three to one and if they planned right they would be able to keep a fighting force going day and night if they divided their force properly.
"I wonder what their reaction would be if I dragged you out and killed you in front of them." Valentine said as he reached up to stroke Alec's cheek and then backhanded the man.
Alec gave a silent chuckle, it hurt but it didn't matter if Valentine hurt him anymore, Magnus had come for him, Magnus was here to take him home, nothing else matter, by the end of today Alec would be in their bed.
Valentine took him from his hook and dragged him from the dark room he'd been using to torture him in and up, as they breached the daylight Alec was hardly aware of what was going on, his vision darkening as Valentine dragged him, practically carrying him as his legs buckled and refused to hold his weight after the hours? days? he'd been left to hang around while the Circle recruits practiced and refined their torture methods.
"Is this what you're looking for?" Valentine called as he shook Alec a little and the edges of his vision darkened as his ribs screamed from the rough movement.
There was a silence as the Downworlders paused to look at Valentine.
"Alexander!" Magnus' voice was like a beacon of light and Alec tried to find his boyfriend but his vision was too dark for him to find the other's face in the sea of faces, all of them blurred and indistinguishable from one another.
There was something cold at his neck but that hardly mattered, Magnus was here, Alec was going home.