Seems like ages since I've uploaded last but it's only been four days :S

I've been dying to get this chapter up but my Dad thought it would be best to not pay the Internet bill :|

Anyway, enjoy!

Alex

I banged my head repeatedly on the cold metal bars, hoping the dull ache in my head would get gradually worse, just so I'd have something to distract me.

"Alex?"

"Don't," I warned and he shut up immediately.

I couldn't even look at him in the cell next to mine. I'd done this to him for my own selfish gain. As magical (even at a time like this, I still appreciated the funniness of using that particular adjective in this situation) as last night was, I'd been stupid not to think about the consequences. To think I was above it all.

My head had been spinning ever since we'd got here an hour ago. I didn't know how they'd found us out and they weren't willing to spill the information either but they were wizards; they had ways.

I remembered all too well the first time I'd come to wizard court, except I hadn't been in a jail cell that time. They'd used a crystal ball to show memories, recount what had happened. I shuddered to think that they had the evidence of last night in their possession.

"Alex, oh my god, are you aright?"

I lifted my head to see Justin and Max rushing in, pressing their faces to the jail cell. Justin looked panicked while Max just studied my confinement appraisingly.

"I always knew someday we'd be visiting you in jail," Max began, wrapping his fingers around one of the bars, "I just never imagined Mason would be in the cell next door."

"Hi Max," Mason piped up glumly.

"How did this happen?" Justin asked, looking between the two of us. "They can hardly persecute you for hanging out or a kiss or something."

I didn't answer, just moved away from them to sit on the bench attached to the wall; I was starting to feel like a circus animal in here. It seemed like the walls were getting smaller and smaller.

I stared into my lap as Mason watched me. I'd forbid him from talking because I knew he'd start to make excuses for me and I couldn't handle it if he did.

"It was just a kiss right?"

I finally looked at Justin and I knew right then that as he looked into my eyes and saw my pain reflected upon him, he understood. And because he was my brother, he didn't judge or criticise. Because he was smart enough to know that it wasn't just any ordinary guy, it was Mason, it was real; it was worth all of this and more.

"We'll work on getting you out of here," Justin said quietly.

I flung myself up quickly and reached through the space of the bars to grab at Justin's collar. I pulled him in close so that his face was squashed against the walls of my prison. "If it comes down to it," I said in a hushed whisper so that I hoped Mason could not hear, "and you can only save one of us, save Mason."

Justin's eyes widened. "Alex, I can't-"

"Promise me."

I was asking way too much of him, like I always did. But he knew he didn't have a choice. He looked from me to Mason, then back to me and nodded. "I promise."

"Thank you."

Mason

Maybe she thought that the wolfsbane was still in my system and that my heightened werewolf senses hadn't yet returned but they had. I heard every word she whispered to Justin. And they angered me greatly.

She sat back down after they left, and yet she still didn't look at me. I stood up and got as close as I could to her, but this was still in the other cell.

"What is this? You sleep with a guy and the next day you don't even look at him?" I joked.

She cracked a smile and met my eyes. "Mason, this is serious."

"I know," I said simply, reaching my hand through the gaps for her to take it. She sidled down the bench and grasped it. I relished the feel of her skin, of her fingers intertwined with mine and it brought back the very fresh memories of last night.

"I ought to kill you for telling Justin that," I told her and she made an innocent face that I knew too well.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said, looking away again.

"Alex-"

"Please don't Mason."

"No, just listen, please," I begged. "I don't blame you for anything. Last night made me realise just how much I've missed you, how much I regret. When you go back to the past, I want you to fight for us because we deserve more than just one night together. You can't go back if you end up stuck in jail."

She sniffed and I stared amazed. "Are you crying?"

"No," she snapped defensively, but then smiled, lifting her free hand to wipe at her face. "Okay, maybe."

"Time for court."

Our hands broke away as the doors slid open. Guards entered our respective cells and hauled us away. As soon as we got out, I reached for her but my hand was slapped away and pulled behind my back. I felt the guard slap on handcuffs and watched as Alex had the same done to her. Then they led us away, side by side. Her arm brushed mine and my hands instinctively tried to inch closer to her before they realised they weren't going anywhere.

We entered the court and I gazed up in wonderment at the hundreds of members of the jury. I looked into the crowd and saw Alex's parents, Justin, Max and Harper. All of them were here for Alex and I couldn't help but feel lonely at having no family or friends here for me.

They sat us down, apart from each other and un-cuffed us. I rubbed my wrists and glanced down at the red marks; they were magical obviously considering I'd only had them on for five minutes and they'd already left a scar.

"This court comes together today to discuss the crime committed by werewolf Mason Greyback and former wizard Alex Russo."

The familiar voice startled me as I was shoved down into a seat. Professor Crumbs?

Alex

"Professor Crumbs? You're still alive?"

He scowled at me from the judge's pulpit. "Yes Ms Russo. And you're in jail. Another big surprise."

I just looked down into my lap, clasping my now un-cuffed hands together. It was probably not wise to anger the guy deciding our punishments.

Professor Crumbs had always been pretty fond of me but I guess absence did not make the heart grow fonder in our case like it did with me and Mason.

"We have sufficient evidence against both," Professor Crumbs said loudly, indicating a wrinkled finger to a guard who brought forth a crystal ball. I started to squirm in my chair and the guard behind me clamped a meaty hand down on my shoulder to keep me still. They weren't really going to show what I thought they were with my entire family all around, were they?

Then images started to spring forth and I was ready to die right then and there. Mason on top of me, his lips finding mine like I was the oxygen he breathed before sliding down my neck and shoulders. I found the real Mason's eyes and he smiled secretly at me. Then the picture cut off suddenly.

"I think we've seen enough," Professor Crumbs said, throwing me a look of disdain before taking a drink from the water next to him.

I blushed and looked back down. There was possibly no way I could be more embarrassed. Not only was I on trial for sleeping with a werewolf, my parents knew and saw parts of it too. Great.

"Now for breaking wizard law, especially with prior knowledge, the punishment is severe. And because you are mortal Ms Russo, we are required to be lenient with you."

I started to feel relief until I processed his words. Because I was mortal, I would escape a heavy punishment but Mason was not, so did that mean…

"But you Mr Greyback are not exempt from the rules. You know the magical boundaries and we have lost patience with your kind. That is why we have already made a judgement on your penalty. Death."

Gasps escaped my family behind me but I just stared at Mason and he stared at me. It took me a barely a second to decide I was not going to let him die for me.

I stood up, ignoring my self-appointed lawyer's cry to sit back down. "This isn't a trial; all this is, is you already making judgement when you don't know anything. The only reason you're doing this is to send a message to werewolves that you're not going to take their crap anymore."

"Ms Russo! I'll have you know-"

"You can't kill Mason, it's not his fault, it's mine. I'm the one with the record of making trouble. I exposed magic so you should punish me for all of this and leave him alone, please."

I was finally done with my speech and my lawyer had collapsed onto his brief case and given up on trying to restrain me.

Professor Crumbs was regarding me, his eyebrows raised, like he thought I was bluffing or something. But I was prepared to die for Mason; I just didn't want him to die for me.

"Fine," he said softly before clearing his throat and speaking louder. "Fine, you want to take his place? Be my guest. Mr Greyback will live if you die."

How's that for a cliffy?

Also, did you like the part in Mason's POV. Just thought I'd try it out...