A/N: See? I kept my promise! It's Sunday morning, and here's the new chapter!

red wolf: He had to finally get a grip on himself.

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Chapter XV

"Seek you out"

There were two blue points in my mind. The longer I was seeing them, the more they formed into an actual pair of eyes. The most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.

The owner of them, was staring on me, with a spark into his two pools. Those eyes were sending me shivers, making my stomach tingle whenever I imagined them.

The question was, who was the owner of those blue eyes. The eyes that haunted me since I got out of the hospital.

I was determined to find the owner of them.

…

"So, Mr. Bane, how are you feeling today?" the doctor asked as I came for my first checkup. It's been a week and a half since I got out of the hospital. Day by day I was feeling better and better. Though none of memories came back to me. Except for those things that Oliver prompted to me. And they were just small things.

"Good, really good"

"Shall we?" The examination took a half of hour. I was feeling fine, nothing was wrong with me. He checked the wound on my head, asked if I have any headaches, nauseas. "Any faints?"

"No"

"That's good. It seems, Mr. Bane, that you're healing quite good. Technically, there's nothing wrong with you, in a physical meaning" he was saying "The only thing is your memory"

"Exactly, nothing came back to me yet. Nothing really important at least"

"You need to give yourself some time for it" he smiled a little, huffing his hair off of his face "Don't work your brain too much on it"

Easier said than done.

I wanted to know everything about myself. I wanted to remember my life. Right now I felt empty, like something is missing. Something that was took away from me.

And I wanted to know what is this 'something' really bad.

I need to know it. To know myself.

"Maybe a good thing for you will be working with a psychologist" that got me out of the thoughts immediately. I turned my gaze at the doctor, who was scribbling something down on a small paper "Doctor Erwing is one of the best I know. He's helped a lot of people already"

"He will help me get my memories back?"

"No, no one can do it but you" this made me look at him confused. If the doctor can't help me, so why the man is telling me about him? "But it's a good thing to talk with psychologist. He can help you unblock something in your mind. Something that could help you. Or you could just talk with him about whatever you feel need to"

"Ok. I'll call him"

"Great. Here's the number" he passed me a small card with a hand-writing. "See you next week. And remember, if anything call me or come to the hospital, ok?"

"Sure thing doctor. Goodbye"

…

When I was walking through the hall of the Beth Israel Hospital, a strange feeling hit me. A feeling of familiarity. Like all of it was familiar to me, and I didn't know why. Walking slowly, into unknown direction, I found myself into the Cancer Wing. And god damn me, but the white, awful, uncomfortable plastic chairs, seemed too much familiar to me. And not because the same were in the main hall. I was walking further, passing some rooms, and finally I stopped outside a room with big glasses. Inside of it was a man, wired with three machines. He looked really sick, and tired. His head was bald. Right next to him sat a woman, dressed in a green attire. A hospital attire for guests. She was holding his weak hand in hers, as some tears were rolling down her cheeks.

At that a vision came to my mind.

There he was laying on the bed, sleeping. That's what he was doing lately a lot. Sleeping. His hand holding weakly mine. He looked so peaceful then, even though he was connected with an IV, chemo, and a heart machine. A single, silent tear escaped my eye, as I gently kissed the top of his bald head. My heart was breaking at this sight, though I knew that I have to keep myself strong for him. I couldn't let myself to have a break down now. I couldn't.

"I love you so much baby" I whispered, subtly stroking his upper arm, just to not waking him up.

"Love…you…too Mags" his faint voice filled my ears. His dulled eyes were looking at me with kindness and love, as I moved my gaze at his face. "Forever"

"Forever my love. Forever"

Tears fell down my cheeks, followed by a painful headache. My body started to shake at those memory. I think it was a memory, since I was in there. I sunk to the floor, back pressed to the nearest wall, knees up to my chest. And I sat there, thinking about the memory.

Who was the man in my vision?

Why were we in the hospital?

What happened to him?

Who was he for me?

He must have been really close to me, because my heart was hurting at the memory of him on the hospital bed. But still I didn't know. Whenever I tried to focus on him, all I saw was a blurred face of his. The rest of his body wasn't blurred, no. But his face was. And it was disturbing, because I needed to know who he was and who he was for me.

"Are you ok?" I heard a male voice. And somewhere in my head it seemed to be a familiar voice for me.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the most beautiful thing in a world. There were two wonderful, electrifying blue eyes staring at me, filled with worry and warmness.

Then it struck me. That I know those eyes.

These are the eyes from my dreams.

"It's you" a whisper came out of my mouth. He was looking puzzled at me.

"Are you ok Magnus?"

"You know my name…" then it hit me, when I saw him earlier. "You're that guy who was there in my room when I woke up, right?"

"Yes" a small smile played on his beautiful face. He looked like an angel, just as I remembered him from the very first day. His half long black hair were falling on his face. Something inside of me made me move my hand and brush them off.

And dear god, right then I witnessed the most adorable thing.

This man blushed, when my hand touched his temple.

We remained like that for a while, which for me seemed to be forever. Me lost in his blue eyes, with a hand over his cheek, lightly caressing it. It felt so great, almost so natural for me.

"Your eyes are like the ocean at night" I whispered, before I took my hand away. I could swear that it made him hurt. "So beautiful"

"Thank you"

"What's your name?"

"Alec. My name is Alec Lightwood" his name, strangely affected my heart, because it skipped a beat.

"It's nice to meet you Alec" he just blushed more as he smiled shyly at me. He was so cute "Is it short from something?"

"Alexander"

"Alexander" the name rolled off my tongue with a grace, like it was some exotic name of something the most precious. Amazing.

"I prefer Alec"

"I like Alexander better" he laughed a little, and for me it was like small bells ringing. A very pleasant sound that warmed my heart enormously.

Alexander held his hand upon me, and as on cue I grabbed it. When I did it, a small jolt of electricity went through my hand. It was warm, smooth and it fit mine quite good. Almost like it was made for it. He led me to the chairs and sat next to me, still holding my hand. I had to admit that it was a wonderful feeling, that gave me a tingle in my stomach. A good feeling tingle.

"Why were you sitting on the floor?" he asked.

"I just…I think I remembered something…a small thing but…" Alec was brushing the top of my hand, and I found it enjoyable, even more, it was almost familiar to me. "And my head…it hurt a bit"

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes" it was true, I felt better. To be honest I felt better the moment Alec found me. It's like his presence was making me feel better. Way better. And I didn't know why was it, but I liked it, very much. He was smiling at me in the most adorable way, and curse me, but my heart was growing at this sight. "Would you join me for a coffee Alexander?"

"With a pleasure"

…

We were sitting in a coffee shop near the hospital. The sun was shining straight on Alec, making his pale skin glowing. He looked so angelic smiling upon me. I was mesmerized by his blue eyes, and that adorable blush that colored his cheek, whenever he gently brushed the top of my hand.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're looking like an Angel?"

"Once" he took a sip of his black coffee. "You know Magnus, you have incredible eyes. Like cat eyes. So marvelous"

"I like your eyes" he said, when we were laying on the grass behind his home. The warm May's sun was warming us. He had his head on my chest, as he was facing me. "They are like cat eyes. I love them so much in you"

"I love your eyes too darling" I stroked his dark locks with one hand, while the other was placed over his heart "They're like ocean, that I like to drown in every time I get to look in them. They're beautiful sweet pea. Like you. You're the most beautiful man I ever met"

"Yours are beautiful too darling" it rolled off my tongue after the vision in my mind stopped. For a moment, I could swear, that Alexander's eyes lightened up. "I'm sorry…I shouldn't have called you darling…I'm sorry…"

"It's ok" he grabbed stronger my hand, interlocking it with his own. And once again, I liked it very much. Though I shouldn't like it that much.

I have a boyfriend already.

With that I subtly took my hand out of his, trying not to hurt him by this gesture. But I had a feeling that this was what I saw in his baby blues when I've done it. The hurt.

"I think I should go. My boyfriend is waiting for me" Alec's smile dropped more down. Pain was written all over his face, and it was so clearly for me to see.

Was there any chance that Alexander liked me?

But we've barely known each other's. Yet, it seems that all this, the atmosphere, the feelings that I have when he's with me, they seems to be familiar to me, natural.

I didn't understand it at all.

"Of course" he mused with something in his voice which could be taken as a hatred. Alexander took out a pen from his black jacket, and scribbled something on the white napkin "Here's my number. If you'd like to talk or meet…call me"

"Sure. Bye Alexander. It was nice"

Even it was more than nice. Our small meeting was fantastic. I felt so light around him, so natural. I haven't felt like that in anyone's presence lately…well never. Even around my own boyfriend. And being with Alexander…it just feels so right, so good, so enjoying.

Looking down at the napkin in my hand, a small, yet exciting smile crept onto my face. Before I put it inside my pocket, I made a decision. I knew that I wanted to meet with Alexander Lightwood again. Maybe even meet with him really soon.

At night, when I was laying in my bed, to my mind once again came the vision of those incredible blue eyes that haunted me for a while. But this time, they came with the owner, with the beautiful face of Alexander Lightwood.

A/N: Did you like it?

See? Alec gave his number to Magnus, that's his first step. The next, he'll try to actually woo Magnus.

The next one? Wednesday or Thursday.

PS. If anyone is interested, I posted a new story called 'Days of War and the Nights of Love'. A shadowhunter-downworlder story.

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