Summary: After the rescue
Magnus felt the scream as it tore from his throat when Alexander pitched forwards into Valentine's blade and his arms stretched out to catch Alexander as he fell towards the ground, magic rising and swirling around the younger man, cushioning his fall and healing the worst of his injuries as it settled on the ground as Magnus reached him and Jace ran to get Valentine with Clary and Isabelle.
Magnus felt Tessa's magic join his and several other magics add their own power behind the spells they were casting to heal Alexander enough for transport.
Alexander looked up at Magnus and smiled briefly before the pain over came him and his body went limp in his arms.
"Take him home, Magnus, we'll be along shortly, we have to make sure there are no others." Tessa told him and Magnus wanted to protest leaving them behind, "Alec would have insisted."
Magnus knew that was a low blow but he allowed it as he lifted Alexander into his arms and opened a portal.
"Catarina will be there when you get there, she should have everything you need to help him."
Magnus nodded and disappeared through the portal.
It had been hours since Catarina had banished him from his bedroom, Jace, Clary, and Isabelle had finished with Valentine and dragged him to the Clave to reveal his spy and the Clave had been outraged and so had the entire Downworld.
They had demanded a new Council of Clave representatives, chosen by Alexander Lightwood, if they refused then they would have a war, and Lucian and the Seelie Queen made it clear that all the Downworld was united in this and that if they had to they would bombard them day and night with their people until Shadowhunters were no more and the Clave was nothing but memory.
But Magnus couldn't care less at the moment because he had been told nothing of Alexander's condition and while he knew in his head that no new was good news at this point it still scared him in his heart that he'd been given no news about his lover.
Magnus fell into a chair and put his head in his hands, when Catarina had first kicked him from the room he had returned to Valentine's hideout and had torn down every wall he could, had wrapped his magic around every Circle member that crossed his path, it had been a miracle that he had killed none of them but he had been too late to take a crack at Valentine and he wondered if that was a good or bad thing. Good for Valentine, bad for his thirst for revenge and retribution, Magnus decided.
Though he had refused to leave the Loft after returning the second time Magnus had been kept informed about the Meeting of the Clave and the Downworlder Council and had nearly started a fire when Herondale had asked who would choose the new Clave representation if Alexander perished, she had not received an answer and dared not ask again for Magnus' reaction was not the only one that was dismal.
"Magnus?" Isabelle said softly, "How are you doing?"
"I'm... I'm worried, what... what if she can't..." Magnus couldn't say it, as if voicing anything but Alexander's health and wellbeing would make it happen.
Isabelle wrapped her arms around Magnus, "He's alive, we found him in time, Alec's a strong man, had to be to survive so long at Valentine's hands, he's got to be alright, we can't think any other way."
They stayed holding each other, Jace and Clary joining them soon after and then others came, and soon Magnus' apartment was filled with Downworlders, Warlocks who summoned food and drinks for everybody, Seelies who tried to offer hope, Vampires that offered to turn Alexander and Werewolves who listened in and offered a thread of actual hope, 'Alexander is Stable, they're starting blood transfusions.' And suddenly every Shadowhunter was offering to donate their blood.
By the time Catarina sent Tessa out to ask there was at least half a dozen pints for her and Catarina to use and she smiled, what she hoped was a reassuring one and then she took the blood back and closed the door behind her.
Catarina knelt in front of Magnus and touched his knee lightly and he startled awake.
"Is he...?" Magnus started.
"We did what we could, it was a little scary there a few hours ago, but Tessa and I are hopeful, he... he might not be as he was before, his injuries were bad, Magnus, but he'll live."
Magnus felt tears of relief stream down his face, "He'll live." He breathed, "That's all that matters, we can handle everything else but he'll live."
Catarina smiled softly, "Yes."
"Can I... can we see him." Magnus asked.
Catarina nodded and caught Magnus' arm before he could dart down the hall, "You need to be careful, I don't want you on the bed next to him, we did what we could but we couldn't fix everything, he'll be tender and sore for a while and I really don't want him walking until his legs heal the mundane way, if he can walk at all."
"What?" Magnus asked.
"He took a lot of beatings, Magnus, until he wakes up we won't know the full damage, he may not be able move his legs, his back was a mess and even if his legs are fine he will likey have a limp for the rest of his life. We concentrated most of our efforts on fixing his ribs and internal bleeding, some of his ribs were scratching his lungs, it's a miracle that they didn't puncture them." Catarina explained.
"But you fixed what you could." Magnus asked quietly, "I can sit with him?"
"Yeah, go on, but be gentle, you can hold his hand, he would probably like that, I'll wake Jace and explain in more detail before sending him in with Isabelle and Clary."
Magnus nodded and was gone.
When Jace, Isabelle, and Clary entered the room an hour later Magnus was laying on a high divan that allowed him to be laying right next to Alec without being on the bed with him, Alec's hand clutched tightly to Magnus' chest and a golden band on Alec's hand.
They all pulled up chairs and settled themselves in for the wait until Alec woke.