i finished chapter 12 :) so instead of making readers wait i decided to go ahead and post early! i hope you enjoy and the next chapter should be expected this weekend :) enjoy! and tell me what you think please in reviews! i enjoy reading them :D
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Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree—
The
holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most
constantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer
blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will
call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And
deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.
'Love and Friendship'
by
Emily Bronte
Simon held in his breath as he unlatched the door and unlocked it and waited several moments before he opened the door and when he did, he stopped and stared just to be sure what he saw was actual, and not just his imagination.
Magnus looked the same as he always did, but today he wore a black solid t-shit that clung to his body like a wetsuit, and a pair of dark blue faded skinny jeans, with heart socks under the black leather shoes that wore laced up tight on his feet, over the tight tee was a gray pea coat that was left to hang open over Magnus's chest.
His hair was spiked up as usual with dark purple and golden glitter littering the spikes that shone in the dim afternoon sun of the apartment.
"Ah! So you are alive…well, semi-alive, I had thought you were neither by how long took to open the door." Magnus told Simon, as he walked passed him into the apartment and Simon smirked with a small sigh that was the second time someone just let themselves in without being invited that day.
Magnus walked in and looked around making a face, "You seriously need an interior decorator for this place."
Simon shrugged as he put his hands in his pockets, "I don't think looks too bad."
Magnus looked at him in disbelief, "Not bad, awful."
Simon shrugged again and faced Magnus as his gold-green cat eyes stared at him, and Simon got the feeling that Magnus was trying to see into his soul by how intense his gaze was on him.
Finally, without looking away he called out,
"You can come out, Isabelle, it's only me no sense in hiding."
Simon pulled his hands out of his pockets as he gasped, Magnus smirked and looked toward Simon's room, Simon followed his gaze as the door opened and Isabelle emerged, still in the gray t-shirt. She smirked as she walked slowly toward them, and Magnus's cat eyes flickered to Simon with a sly smile.
"Having some fun are we?" he wiggled his eyebrows up and down twice, making Simon scowl and Isabelle turn pinkish red, Simon couldn't tell if it was with embarrassment or anger.
"That is none of your concern!" she snapped, pulling the shirt down trying to cover her knees.
Magnus chuckled and looked up and down Isabelle with a raised eyebrow, "Well who wouldn't want to have some fun with a notorious rebellious teenager like Isabelle Lightwood?"
Isabelle made a face as Simon remained silent, if not slightly embarrassed by Magnus's accusation.
"How did you know I was even here anyways? Wasn't like I was making any noise, and besides nobody else even knows I'm here, better question is how did you even know I was dead? We haven't spoken in weeks." Isabelle loaded down the questions while crossing her arms, giving up on trying to cover her legs with the t-shirt she wore.
Magnus waved his hand in the air as if waving off her questions like none of it mattered but answered all the same anyways,
"I have my ways, little Shadowhunter, I have my ways."
Isabelle tapped her foot on the floor, unamused as Magnus looked at her with a slight smirk.
"Well, aside from the little clothing, you look no different then you had before." He said a hint of surprise and relief in his voice.
"Isn't that a good thing?" Isabelle asked annoyed, Magnus nodded without hesitation,
"Oh yes a very good thing."
Simon stood confused watching, and trying not to laugh at Isabelle's face from the double meaning in Magnus's last words, as he began wondering what exactly was going on something he seemed to be asking himself a lot lately.
"Why are you even here? We haven't heard from you in weeks, you don't want to help us anymore, even told us not to look for you, so what do you even care?" Isabelle asked bitterly, and Simon noticed Magnus's eyes held a hint of regret before he spoke.
"I'm here because I've been watching you."
Isabelle's eyebrows shot up in realization as did Simon's, so that's whose eyes he had felt around watching them, but why?
"You, you've been watching me why?"
"Well…" Magnus began rocking back on his heels, as he looked around as if he was picking the exact right words to say, "I got word from some sources that a Shadowhunter had been killed in the last wave of demons that came through, likely from that demon boy, and at first I tried not to be concerned, after all Shadowhunters die all the time, but then it began nagging at me and I had to know…"
Magnus let out a sigh, as Simon and Isabelle watched him and Simon realized exactly what Magnus meant, he tried not to be concerned but Simon knew Magnus began to worry that it had been Alec that had been killed.
"Had to know what?" Isabelle asked, her voice still hard like ice shards, and Simon realized that she hadn't picked up on the way Magnus had said the words, he wondered if Magnus even realized how he had said them, but Simon guessed not as he continued.
"I had to know, if it were one of you who had been killed, Jace, Clary, you…Alec." He sighed and turned from them, the purple and gold glitter in his spiked hair shone in the light like a halo.
Simon noticed how he had said Alec's name last, and as he lingered on the last letter of his name, Simon instantly knew that Magnus missed him, even if he wouldn't show it.
"Why do you care?" Isabelle asked again her tone dripping with acid.
Magnus looked at her, his eyes holding a hint of sadness and annoyance at her bitter tone.
"Because, I think I may know where we can find some information on that rune that was drawn on you, but if you prefer I can let you locate it on your own." He told her matching her bitter tone, Isabelle stood staring her eyes narrowed and her mouth opened to speak, but Simon stopped her before she could ruin the chance that now came before them.
"No, no that's quite alright; we can use all the help we can get." Simon stepped between the warlock and Isabelle before anything else could happen, Simon didn't enjoy watching cat fights.
Magnus smiled lightly but it didn't touch his eyes.
"That's exactly what I thought."
Isabelle shot Simon a look he ignored as he looked to Magnus,
"First off, you know about the rune, how?" Simon asked, wanting to be sure to cover as many questions as he could, he needed to know everything about this rune, especially on what it meant and what the tie in to his nightmares were.
Magnus didn't answer at first just pulled a stool out to the end of the bar and sat down placing his hands on the bar, fingers laced together as he motioned for Isabelle and Simon to do the same.
"Well, as I said I was following you around, but before that after I got word a Shadowhunter had been killed I had to go to the Silent Brothers immediately." Magnus began to speak, Simon and Isabelle listened, Simon more patient than Isabelle.
Magnus looked down at his hands as he continued, "I spoke to Brother Zachariah and he told me what had happened, and as soon as I found out the reality of it hit me, Isabelle was gone."
Simon looked over at Isabelle as did Magnus up from under his lashes, she sat silent and still, not meeting their eyes.
"I was, to lack of a better way of saying, devastated I knew to expect it someday, I knew it would happen to everyone, it happens to all Shadowhunters, but I didn't think it would happen so soon, it was…unimaginable even for someone as old as I to learn one of your friends – former—friends had been killed by demons, I thanked Brother Zachariah for his kindness in letting me know and I left," he paused taking a breath, and looked to Simon, "You wouldn't happen to have any tea would you?"
Simon looked at him oddly, before nodding and saying, "Um…of course."
Isabelle smirked as she watched Simon stand up to begin fixing Magnus a cup of tea,
"Are you serious? Tea at a time like this?"
"It calms the nerves." Magnus told her ignoring her words, as Isabelle made a snorting noise which caught Magnus's attention.
"Isabelle Lightwood! Now I know your family had no pig in its pedigree anywhere, stop snorting like swine."
Isabelle looked at him, a shocked expression crossing her face as Simon tried not to choke on laughter as he almost spilled the water out of the kettle he had put on to get hot before tea could be made.
"Did you just call me swine?" she asked in disbelief,
Magnus nodded once and tapped his fingers together, a smile curling on his lips, "Why yes, but of course if I recall you were the one who snorted first."
Isabelle didn't answer just made a face as she looked away, and Simon rummaged in the cabinets,
"Earl Grey, English Breakfast, Irish Mint Crème, or Citrus Sugar Plum?" Simon asked casually naming some teas he had found in the cabinet that he honestly had no idea were there.
"Citrus Sugar Plum, sweet and sour at the same time." He smiled glancing at Isabelle who scowled.
Simon pulled out the tea and placed a tea bag in the mug before setting it in front of Magnus, as they waited for the water to warm up; Simon took his seat again and looked to Magnus to continue what he was saying.
Magnus smiled lightly and began to talk again, "As I was saying…After I left the Silent Brothers I admit I went by the Institute to see how they were faring there, I knew they wouldn't be very well but I needed to see anyways. And there I saw what I expected, grief, sadness, sorrow, woe you get the point, and then I overheard Clary and Jace talking."
At the sound of his words, Isabelle held her head up, and turned toward him, inclined to know what they had spoken about, Simon stayed quiet as Magnus continued.
"Jace was asking her about the strange rune Clary had drawn on you when you were dying, she kept insisting it was a advance healing rune, but even she had a questionable tone in her voice, Jace seemed to grow bitter at the thought of it being a healing rune, for it didn't heal you and their discussion ended in bitterness fueled by the sadness everyone felt, and that was when I saw Clary walk over to her desk and pick up her drawing pad, and as she flipped to the page of the rune, I saw it and I thought I had recognized it, the way it seemed to inner connect like a sun star symbol inner connected around the certain eye, so as I saw the words written at the bottom in Latin, I knew exactly what it said, when clearly Clary had no clue how she had written the name in Latin or why it was Latin, I knowing Latin could translate it easily."
Magnus paused just as the kettle let out the signature wail alarming everyone that the water had gotten hot enough for tea.
Simon jumped up and moved toward the stove to retrieve a pot holder and the hot kettle when Isabelle spoke next,
"What was the name?" she asked, curiosity and another emotion Simon couldn't place crept into her tone.
"Better thing to ask is how were you spying on Clary and Jace?" Simon asked, as he poured the steaming hot water into the mug in front of Magnus, who looked up at Simon and grinned.
"Same way I was following you before, the roof is a handy invention not only for shielding you from Earth's elements, but also nifty for spying." Magnus winked, as Simon replaced the kettle on the opposite eye on the stove and stood leaning against it, when Isabelle shook her head,
"I don't see how that is important, what is important it knowing the name of this rune."
Magnus took a small sip of tea and looked to Simon, "Cream and sugar if you please."
Simon handed Magnus a sugar bowl and stood back awkwardly, "Um…we don't have any cream right now."
Magnus wrinkled his nose in distaste, "What kind of place doesn't have cream? Ah, well, I suppose I'll get by…"
Isabelle dug her nails into her palms as she clenched them into fists, "I could give a damn about your tea, what the hell is the name of the rune?"
Magnus took another drink, his gold-green eyes watching her casually, as he set the mug down before him and spoke as calmly as ever.
"Your temper seems to be a lot worse than I remember, Isabelle."
Isabelle looked taken aback, as she unclenched her fists, and placed her hands palm down on the counter top, hiding the red marks her nails made in her palms.
"I…" she began, taking a deep breath to calm herself, trying to find words to explain when Magnus cut her off,
"The Rune of Devine Amaranthine," Magnus told them quietly as he took another drink of his tea, "Excellent tea by the way."
Simon stiffened at the sound of the name, as it felt like an invisible string within his mind pulled tight, the name ran through his mind like a landslide, and everything from his first nightmare came back to him, and he shuddered, hoping nobody noticed, and thankful when Isabelle spoke again.
"What does that mean?" Isabelle demanded, not unkindly but slightly annoyed.
Magnus put down his cup and raised a carefully manicured brow looking at her calmly, "Maybe if you would prefer to ask nicely I wouldn't mind telling you, there is nothing wrong with saying 'please' once in awhile is there?"
Isabelle turned away gritting her teeth, if the warlock hadn't gotten on her nerves before, which at times he did he was really getting on her nerves now.
Simon turned back around to face Magnus and Isabelle after being careful sure the kettle was nowhere near the hot eye and watched as Magnus's expression grew worried as he gazed at Isabelle, and Simon was beginning to wonder what it could be about this rune that had everyone worried about her.
"What does it mean exactly?" Simon asked quietly, trying to hide that he was deep in thought,
Magnus looked from Isabelle to Simon slowly and began to speak,
"Well, amaranthine has more than one meaning, it can mean relating to the amaranth, unfading, or a color of a deep reddish purple, you take your pick." He shrugged taking another drink of tea,
"That's just great." Isabelle spoke between her teeth, "I'm going to start changing colors."
"Well it's possible, of course then I believe the name would be The Rune of Divine Chameleons but, that's just my thoughts." Magnus told her, Isabelle pursed her lips in a hard line and was about to open her mouth to voice her opinions when Simon cut her off, much to getting an if-looks-could-kill glance from Isabelle.
"Do we know what it does?"
Magnus looked at him, the small smile on his lips disappearing, "Well, no not completely yet."
With that Isabelle hopped off the stool she sat on and threw her hands up in the air, "That's great! Just perfect, for all we know I really could begin changing colors."
Magnus smirked, "I can guarantee if you were going to start changing colors you would've yesterday when you awoke."
Isabelle froze and stared at Magnus, as did Simon,
Magnus's cat eyes were hard and Simon noticed that within his eyes, he was curious but also more than that, he saw that he held a sense of not worry but sadness as he looked at Isabelle.
"You were there when I woke?" she breathed, as if the thought knocked the breath out of her chest,
Magnus didn't answer at first just swirled the tea around in his cup with the tip of his slender finger, and then he finally said, after what seemed like several minutes, "I was."
Isabelle sat back down, Simon watched her calmly, as he noticed Isabelle's full attention was now on Magnus, her eyes held a sense of wanting to know, the brightness of the golden hues mixed in the dark brown told him, Isabelle wanted this to end, this mystery of her resurrection.
Magnus sighed slowly and sat down the tea mug before he looked at her,
"I was there, and knew the Lightwoods had suggested a different older ceremony for your body, and to be rightly truthful, it was I who suggested it."
Simon and Isabelle looked at each other and back at Magnus,
"You did? Why?" Simon asked, confused none of this was making sense,
Magnus sighed again and continued, "Why? Why do you think? After hearing what happened and then hearing what Jace and Clary spoke of, and doing research on old runes from centuries before that are now either outlawed or illegal, I figured something would happen and I couldn't determine what that would be if they had cremated her."
Simon took this in for a moment and looked to Isabelle who sat silent again at the bar, her hands resting on the bar top.
"I hadn't expected her to come back from the dead though, that was in a way very shocking, I hadn't heard of that happening even with my research."
Isabelle looked at them then, her face blank like a piece of pale paper, "If I was in the Silent City how did you watch me without anyone noticing?"
Magnus remained seated as he tapped his fingers together again and looked to her, "Well, they keep the dead in one of the upper levels before they are cremated or whichever ceremony is requested for them, I was clearly surprised when your parents had taken my advice on an alternate ceremony for you, I was almost sure they'd want the traditional for you." Magnus continued with a shrug,
Simon stuck his hands in his pockets and looked to Isabelle who hid behind her hair while mumbling a quiet,
"Yeah I thought that too…"
Simon fought the urge to hug her, he was unsure how she was feeling in that moment but he was sure a confused sadness radiated off her, her Shadowhunter training had told her that dying while fighting demons was the way to go, and she had grown up knowing the traditional way a Shadowhunter was put to rest, but it seems Magnus had intervened in that rite and Simon was unsure how she was taking that as it sunk in.
Magnus continued as if nothing had happened in the last few moments, "I'd come and watch usually toward night, I noticed at certain time usually when it was dark the rune would begin to glow and in the white of Shadowhunter mourning clothes they had put you in, you could really see it glowing, I wanted to somehow know more so I did more searches I haven't found a lot yet but I did find someone who may know something."
Magnus looked up to them both, Isabelle still sat quiet and still, but Simon looked at him with his arms crossed casually as he spoke,
"Who is it? When can we talk to them about it? The more we find out about it and the faster the better, I want to know exactly what it is, and we all do."
Magnus looked away, "It may be difficult to set up a meeting, but it's not impossible."
"Then we need to do it, and fast it's important." Isabelle's voice came out as a hoarse whisper,
Magnus and Simon looked at her, both clearly worried of her well being.
"Certainly," Magnus replied, as he pulled out his cell and began to stand up as he punched numbers into the keypad, but before he could stand up fully, Isabelle grabbed onto his wrist, her hand like a vice.
Magnus paused, and looked down at her, his expression unreadable, Simon saw when Isabelle looked up, she was paler and breathing heavier, Simon was worried this was the effects of the rune that was drawn on her, she was acting the same as she did when she saw the blood on the floor the night before.
Her eyes shone like dark pools when she spoke, "What was it like? What did you see when I woke up?"
Simon looked from Isabelle's pleading face and then back to Magnus who looked at her, his expression changing from stone hard to softening, his eyes Simon tried to place the expression and figured much to his growing worry it was a expression somewhere between pain and pity, a growing sadness of worry.
"It was shocking…and it looked very painful." Magnus whispered to her, Isabelle nodded and looked down, as she loosened her grip on his wrist, Magnus looked down as her hand slipped away, shaking slightly.
"Isabelle." Magnus spoke; his eyes wider as he turned to face her fully, and hitting the end button on his phone, Isabelle didn't look at him or answer, just sat taking deep breaths to still the shaking in her hands. Simon, who watched silently, didn't like the way these bursts of anger and despair were coming more frequently.
"I remember it…" she said slowly closing her eyes, "It was like, I was underwater and I had been drowning and couldn't breathe but suddenly air filled me, and it hurt, like I was breathing in pure ice and then it burned like fire."
She kept her eyes closed as she spoke,
Magnus looked from her to Simon, Simon met his gaze, and he saw the warlocks eyes were surprisingly a very bright green, a color he had never seen Magnus's eyes before.
She opened her eyes and looked up to them, and Simon soon saw that they weren't dark brown but black, pure black like the color of night but as she turned to look at Magnus who guarded his expression from her, her eyes softened.
"I couldn't walk, I was confused I didn't know what was happening, my mind was lost in a haze a foggy haze, and I didn't like it."
Magnus nodded, "I know." He said softly. "I followed you, I was in as much shock as you were, I may have lived a long time, but never in my lifetime had I seen anyone come back from the dead, well other than vampires but nothing like this, and that is why I will do anything I can to help you Isabelle, even if a part of me doesn't wish to, but the truth is I want to know about this as much as you, Simon, and Clary."
Simon looked at him then, "You know Clary knows too?"
Magnus nodded and looked at him as Isabelle gazed down at her hands, "Yes, I followed Isabelle to the Institute, she couldn't walk and thank God it was early enough in the morning that not a lot of people noticed, and those who did just thought she was drunk, I'm surprised nobody called the police, anyways when she had gotten there Clary answered the door, she was shocked I could tell and didn't believe her at first, but took her in, not sure how she hid you from Jace and the others there."
Simon opened his mouth to tell him, when Isabelle spoke first, her voice more even and light, the shaking beginning to slow.
"Jace, Alec and my mother weren't there, they had gone to check on something, I'm not sure really Clary just said they weren't there and wouldn't be back for awhile,"
Magnus raised an eyebrow, "And why didn't she go?"
"Wedding stuff," Isabelle mumbled still gazing at her hands,
Magnus nodded slowly and looked to Simon, he looked back at the warlock, and noticed there seemed to have been something he wanted to tell him, but either he couldn't in front of Isabelle or he was a loss for words, but Simon saw an expression in his eyes that he didn't like, it was more than worry like Magnus had an idea of what could be the cause of what he had just seen, and by the look Simon didn't expect it to be a good outcome, but after all nothing really ever was.
Magnus tore his gaze away from Simon and back to Isabelle who didn't look up as he spoke,
"I'm going to make a phone call, hopefully I can get make contact and set up a meeting time and place, it'll be just a moment, and I'll be right back." Magnus told them, looking at Isabelle as her and Simon both nodded, and Magnus looked back to his cell and began clicking numbers into the phone as he walked toward the bathroom where he entered and closed the door, hoping he was out of hearing range, but Simon wondered since Isabelle had heard everything Alec and Jace had said if she'd hear Magus's conversation too, but didn't want to ask her that he just wanted to know she was okay, or as okay as she could be.
Simon walked over close enough to touch her and looked at her carefully.
"Izzy, are you okay?"
"Do I look okay?" she asked him, her tone pained as she looked up at him, her eyes were back to their normally dark brown.
Simon took a breath and exhaled slowly, "No, not really, that's why I was asking."
She shook her head, "I'm not okay, my emotions they seem…so weird, worse than anything I've experienced before, when I get mad it's almost like I can't control it keep it contained when I get upset it turns into a form of despair, why?" she locked eyes with Simon, who was unsure what to say, so he just said.
"Magnus has someone who may be able to help, like he said, he's going to try to contact whoever it is now." He told her trying to make her feel better, but Simon somehow knew the effort was in vain.
Isabelle shook her head slowly and looked back down at her hands, "And what if he can't contact them? Then what?"
Simon watched as she looked back up at him her eyes pleading for some sort of answer, an answer he didn't have yet, and wasn't sure at this point if they ever would.
"We'll think of something, Izzy, we always do." Simon told her softly, and she swallowed hard and looked away, Simon leaned forward to touch her face when he heard the bathroom door open, and drew back quickly as they both looked over to see Magnus emerge as he placed his cell phone back in the pocket of his jacket, his expression between amused and annoyed, as he smirked coming toward them.
"Well?" Isabelle asked as he stopped in front of them,
"Well," Magnus repeated looking to Simon, "Do you have any plans today?"
Simon looked from Magnus to Isabelle who held an expression of confusion in her eyes, he looked back to Magnus.
"Uh…no?"
"Excellent." Magnus grinned and looked to Isabelle, "And I know you don't have any plans."
Isabelle raised an eyebrow, "Well gee thank you."
"You're very welcome," he said his voice chipper and continued, "We have a meeting date, later this afternoon, and I have the address."
Simon and Isabelle looked as Magnus raised his hand to show them some words written on it,
"1590 Sunnyside Ave., Queens?" Simon read aloud turning his head slowly to make sure he read right, Magnus smiled and put his hand back down to his side, as Isabelle smirked.
"Why didn't you just program it into your phone?"
"Well, besides the fact I was talking on it, I was also too lazy." Magnus told her, his mood seemed to have improved after contacting his 'source' of possible information.
"So when do we go?" Simon asked, standing casually his hand rested on the top of the bar.
"Later this afternoon, didn't I already say that? Oh well, anyways, whose hungry?" he asked looking at them,
Simon looked to Isabelle, who shrugged.
"I guess…but Simon doesn't have any food here, we were about to go to the grocery store before you arrived—"
Magnus put his hand up to stop her, "We can go to the store later, right now, I know a perfect place we can go, who's up for Chinese?"
"Well…" Simon began, when Magnus stopped him,
"I already know you can't eat, I was asking in general."
Isabelle fought the urge to laugh at the look on Simon's face when she replied, "Sure."
"Great, let's go." Magnus walked toward the door followed by Simon who grabbed his gray hoodie that was laying on the back of one of the chairs, when they both turned to look at Isabelle who was looking down at herself, Magnus smirked.
"I hope you don't plan to go dressed like that."
Isabelle returned his smirk, "No. But all I have to wear is my gear."
Magnus looked to Simon, and sighed. "You have no clothes here for the lady? What kind of boyfriend are you."
Isabelle narrowed her eyes, "He's not my boyfriend."
Simon and Magnus both looked to her, as she stomped off toward Simon's room, and shut the door.
They remained silent for a moment, as Simon felt a pang to his heart, even after everything they had gone through in such a short time, she was still guarded, and he fought the urge to sigh at the thought wondering if he ever would be good enough for Isabelle Lightwood to call him her boyfriend.
"Well." Magnus finally spoke, bringing Simon out of his thoughts, "I guess this takes a whole new meaning to friends with benefits."
Simon looked at him in disbelief, as Magnus looked at him, a grin playing about on his lips lighting up his eyes.
Simon ignored him as he opened his mouth to speak, when Isabelle emerged from the room dressed in the tight black gear with one of his button up shirts over it, tied at the bottom as she did up the buttons, Simon saw a flash of the hole in her gear where she'd been stabbed before, as she did up the buttons and flipped her hair over her shoulders and looked at them staring, as Magnus grinned looking at the dazed look on Simon's face.
"This was all I could think of, no way was I going out in just the gear, and I don't want to take any chances of being noticed."
"Maybe some wardrobe change is in order." Magnus suggested, and Isabelle grinned, Simon guessed the idea of shopping was just enough to improve her mood.
Simon groaned, however the idea of shopping with Magnus and Isabelle to him, was his worst nightmare, shopping with Isabelle was bad enough and he could only imagine how going with her and Magnus would be, he quickly pushed the thought away trying not to scare himself.
"I think that is the best idea I've heard all day," Isabelle replied to Magnus as he opened the door with a smile, "We do have time to kill, so to the mall it is."
Isabelle nodded in approval, with a small grin, as she stepped out the door, Simon shuffled out behind them as they talked about color schemes he was not looking forward to the new plan at hand, when Magnus turned to Simon who shut the door and was locking it behind him.
Magnus looked around and then spoke, "You should really look into getting an interior decorator for this place, Sherwin."
Isabelle fought her laughter as Simon turned to him, putting the key in his pocket, "It's Simon, and it's not my place it's Jordon's."
Magnus waved his hand in the air waving off Simon's reply before turning around and replying himself, "Should've known werewolves do often tend to be plain."
Simon sighed and shook his head mumbling quietly to himself not looking forward to the adventure of shopping ahead of him.
soo...lol. was that worth the suspense of waiting? :) a few of the coming chapters will have some action/suspense in it so be prepared if you like demon fighting, Magnus being awesome, and Isabelle and Simon kicking some butt. wink. Also, don't forget to review, favotire, or drop be a PM on what you may like to see in coming chapters or if you just want to say hi, i'm up for all of it. lol. Thanks for reading! :) new chapters coming soon!