Disclaimer: I'm not Cassandra Clare thus own none of her characters.

CHAPTER 18 - Please don't leave me (Magnus POV) [Parallel to Chapter 15]

Previously: {On Ch.15, ALEC} He pulled the blade out, and the demon fell on it with all its momentum, getting fatally wounded, but not before managing to strike him, pinning his hand down, breaking it too. He screamed again, and as his vision returned, he saw in the light of his fallen blade the demon disappearing. He thought he heard a beloved familiar voice echoing from far away, frantically calling his name, but he couldn't move anymore.

MAGNUS

"I want to protect You and Your fading smile, so…"

He heard a scream and his heart almost stopped when he recognised Alec's voice. "ALEXANDER!" he screamed and run as fast as he could, praying to Angels and Demons, and even his father, to not be too late.

"Even if the resounding voice calling me should wither…"

He was further away than he thought though, because the tunnels echoed the sounds making them seem closer, and it took him ten minutes of frantic running around to get to him.

"I Will Find You!"

He turned on the next intersection and saw his Angel, bloody, lying on the shallow water, his seraph blade discarded beside him.

He screamed Alec's name again and ran to him, fell to his knees and gently lifted the broken Shadowhunter in his arms assessing the damage. There was blood on his face, and his arm and leg were bleeding heavily and seemed broken. "My Angel…" he murmured in despair, "Please, please, don't leave me…" checking his pulse he relaxed a little. He was still alive, if barely… "Please open your eyes… Alexander…" Responding to the prompt, his blue eyes fluttered open, and when he saw the Warlock, he smiled, a beautiful heartbreaking smile "Am I in Heaven? That was better than I thought… It doesn't hurt anymore…" Magnus looked at him terrified, as the boy's face became sceptical. "But… shouldn't I be in Hell? Maybe it's the Angel blood…" he muttered and fainted.

Magnus gasped. What was he talking about? Was he feverish? It had taken the Warlock too long to get to him, God knows how much blood loss the boy had endured and on top of it, he was frozen over, his body trembling. 'And if he can't feel the pain of these wounds… Things are really bad.' Magnus thought worried sick they were running out of time. And they were, but things were not as the Warlock thought. Alec was talking about the pain in his soul, not body, but Magnus had no way to know that.

With no further delay, he hastily created a portal, took him home and started healing him.

Having reached his apartment, Magnus gently laid Alec on his bed and immediately started doing his best to heal him. However, the poison was making him delirious, causing him hallucinations, and the boy's body spasmed, as his lips moved and he muttered incomprehensively in his sleep. The Warlock sat beside him softly brushing away the raven hair that was falling over his closed eyes and affectionately caressing the Nephilim's face. Suddenly Alec gasped and his blue eyes opened. Magnus drew in a sharp breath and whispered "Alexander?" but the boy couldn't see him even as he leaned closer, over him.

The last time the Shadowhunter was that seriously wounded, dying, because of the Greater Demon's, Abbadon's poison, he was asking for his family while the Warlock was healing him. Now, the only name on his lips was his. "Magnus… Mag-" he jolted, drawing a sharp breath; "Wait. Please. Please…" His voice came out low and broken, scared like a child's, and with his broken hand, he reached out, and Magnus immediately offered his hand which the Nephilim held in a death grip, just like that last time. The boy winced in pain but didn't let go. "Help me… Mag…nus… Please don't go… I'm sorry… Please… No… Save…me… Sorry… I… No…"

"Please don't go anymore."

As he pleaded in broken whispers, tears fell from his cobalt eyes that stared unseeing, focused on some vision far away which Magnus painfully guessed was him, abandoning the boy again. Alec's grip tightened. "I'm sorry… Please… Forgive me… Please… Don't… Please don't leave me…"

"I never meant to hurt you. I was running from emotions I wasn't ready for…"

Magnus' heart broke into a million pieces "I'm so sorry… My love…" He sobbed, his voice breaking. He knew he couldn't undo the anguish he caused him, but at least he could give him some peace for the time being, allowing him to rest. He put his free hand over Alec's eyes and said some words under his breath, putting him in a deep sleep. The Warlock breathed a sigh of relief, praying his dreams would be pleasant, as the boy's eyes closed and his body relaxed at last.

"What am I supposed to do now, that I don't have you to depend on?"

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AfterNote: I'm sorry that was short too, it was originally a part of ch.15, but as I said before, I butchered it for better effect…

The parts talking about Alec's past injury (In City of Bones) are based upon his own words on Cassandra Clare's small extra story "Kissed." If you haven't read it, I STRONGLY advice you to do so! Now! xD It's amazing! [Unfortunately, it's really small, only 2368 words {~5 pages} :( ] You can find it online on her site, by 'googling' "Kissed Cassandra Clare".

Disclaimer: The "sentences written like that" are (rough) translations of the songs: "UVERworld" By "D-TecnoLife" and "Daidai" by "Chatmonchy"