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A/N: Here it is. The answer to all your questions. Why is Alec a Wayland and not a Lightwood? … enjoy, my beautiful readers… love you ;)

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"Hey kids, its past 11. You should either be out in the town or back in your dorms by now. Not lurking around the grounds. Lets move. Come on."

The security officer spoke lightly but not without conviction and they pulled apart, standing up and brushing themselves off awkwardly. They followed the guard back to the main campus, as he asked what they were doing out there this late. Magnus was the one who responded.

"We were looking for Alexanders keys. We lost track of time of a bit."

The guard laughed. "Yeah, i bet you did. Just be careful next time alright? People might think you're up to no good. We're back now though, so no harm done. Magnus, good to see you again. And welcome to Idris College of Alicante Alexander."

Magnus smiled. "See ya Luke. I mean, Mr Garroway."

The guard laughed again and slipped away into the night leaving them alone once more between their two separate dorm halls.

Alec cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. Magnus clicked his tongue and rocked on his heels, eyes darting around until they met Alecs wide blue ones.

There was a very pregnant silence that was broken by nervous laughter. They smiled awkwardly at each other and Magnus spoke first.

"Well then, um, do you... Should we... I mean, um. Yeah."

Alec giggled at Magnus' feeble attempt to talk and tried it for himself.

"We probably shouldn't... Like, i mean, i think I'm just gonna turn in. Its getting late."

Alec said while biting his lip. Magnus licked his lips and nodded. "Yeah. That's probably best. But, i just... I mean, yeah."

Alec shrugged and nodded, while smiling shyly. "Yeah. So, um, I'm gonna go now."

Magnus nodded. "Yeah. Me too."

Then just when they thought it couldn't get any more awkward, the night went from Oh God to Just Let Us Die Already.

Because Magnus went in for a hug and Alec went for a handshake. Which resulted in Magnus chest palming Alecs nipple and Alec getting a handful of Magnus' dick.

They froze for a second before simultaneously bursting into laughter and moving away. They looked at each other and sighed, light in their eyes, as they stepped back and shook hands politely before apologising for the groping and turning away.

Magnus watched Alec walk away with a smile in his face. But there was a small part of him that was so pissed off. Because he had him! Their lips were almost touching, their hands held together, fingers playing with each other's as their foreheads rested together. It was the most thrilling thing that had ever happened to Magnus and they didn't even do anything. But god did he want to. That boy was everything. Everything except Magnus' own.

Alec walked away from Magnus cursing himself. He had been so close! Magnus' lips were whispering against his own, their hands together, Magnus knelt on the ground between Alecs knees. That could have been it, the moment. The part where they could have had that epic moment that every couple dreams of. A perfect beginning. But no.

Yet maybe that was for the best. Because they'd only known each other three days and Alec had already lied to him monumentally.

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Magnus flopped onto his bed, landing between Ragnor and Cat, and moaning deeply. He felt a hand stroke his hair and he rolled over. Cat was leaning over him with a sympathetic gaze.

"I take it your date didn't go so well."

Magnus groaned. "It wasn't a date, Cat."

She huffed in annoyance. "Then what? Is he not gay? Did he tell you that?"

Magnus sat up with new energy. "No. He's gay. I'm almost completely sure. Because we almost kissed, guys. We were there, all alone, holding hands, our foreheads together, my lips like a breath away from his and me kneeling between his legs. It was perfect. Then good old Luke showed up and acted as our cockblock."

Ragnor laughed while Cat let out a sound of sympathy and hugged Magnus. "You'll get him next time."

Magnus sighed. "I don't know, i mean, after that, he was gone pretty quick. We had an awkward moment then he went in for a handshake and I went in for a hug and there were hands in some very explicit areas. Then we went our separate ways."

Ragnor was in fits of laughter by now and even Cat was smiling. And Magnus was trying very hard to keep his little smirk from making an appearance. Cat sobered up and asked more.

"So, did you find out anything about him?"

Magnus smiled and tapped her leg excitedly. "Yes! Oh my god, he's a total nerd like me! We love the same music, and tv shows and movies and we have the same favourite characters and songs and we both hate Twilight! We're practically the same, like the perfect mirrors of each other while also being wildly different. There's a perfect balance of similarities and differences and its so amazing. At the risk of sounding like an age old cliché, its like we fit, we get each other. And it also helps that we are both stunningly attractive." He added with a glittery wink.

Cat was smiling with him, seeing something different in Magnus for the first time. He'd been attracted to others before and so excited about them but not like this. There was a gleam in his emerald eyes that she had never seen before. She might even dare to call it love.

"So Magnus, while you were fangirling over superheroes and Harry Potter, did you happen to find out his name? Age? Anything actually about him?" Came Ragnors question from behind a mouthful of popcorn.

Magnus nodded. "I got his name."

Cat and Ragnor looked at him reproachfully. "Just his name? He didn't tell you anything else?"

Magnus shook his head, thinking that it was a little weird how Alec had sort of closed off when he asked. "But his full name is Alexander Wayland." He said with relish at the very sound of it.

Ragnor shrugged and smiled, while Cat appeared to have seen a ghost. She went pale and wide eyed, her heated gaze locked on Magnus.

"What?" She asked in a hushed whisper.

"Alexander Wayland. God Cat, use those radar ears of yours properly woman." Said Ragnors through a sip of Kool aid through a red vine.

But Cat shot up from the bed, digging through her bottom drawer and pulling out a thick FBI file.

"You know my dad works for the FBI right? Well, a few years ago, i went rooting through his study because he darted working a code red case and i was scared. I wanted to know what he had gotten himself into. So i looked. And there was a whole cabinet full of folders for THE CIRCLE. Needless to say, i copied it all and got the hell out before he caught me. But this is what i found."

She dumped the file on the bed. Magnus was watching her with sharp intensity and Ragnor had finally put the food away.

"My dads team were involved in the Valentine Morgenstern terrorism fight. Remember him? One of the worlds biggest terrorist threats? And he had his circle of followers right? And some of those followers were weapons developers. But when the attack was imminent, those developers went to the FBI and helped them bring Valentine down. When it was over, those developers gave up their warmongering trade and were given an alias, as well as the foundations for building a new empire of energy extraction and preservation. That company is called Waylands."

She paused and met their eyes sincerely. They were all breathing hard and lost to confusion and suspicion. She grappled with the file until a few loose sheets of paper came out.

"Don't you see? The Waylands. Rob and Mae Wayland run Waylands. And they had three kids: Izzy, Jace and Alec."

Ragnor and Magnus stared at her in astonishment until Ragnor found his voice. "So you're saying that Magnus' boy toy is the heir to the biggest and wealthiest empire in the USA?"

Cat nodded and Ragnor cheered. "Yes Magnus! When that boy turns 21 he will be the richest man in America! Marry him Bane!"

But Cat hit him and spoke in a scolding voice, low and urgent.

"No. Don't you get it? Didn't you listen to the first half of the story? Wayland is an alias. For the people who sold nuclear weapons to Valentine. Those people were Robert and Maryse Lightwood."

Magnus and Ragnor choked on air and their eyes bulged. Everyone knew the Lightwoods. They were filthy rich, living off blood money, weapons dealers and friends with all the dangerous sorts. Until they met Valentine. And almost destroyed the USA and parts of

England, Russia and Western Europe. But they had repented. Gone to the FBI and thwarted the attacks. There many speculated reasons, the favourite of which was that Maryse was pregnant, and the prospect of a child was enough to make them see sense.

Cat watched their minds turn and grasp for answers, before answering solemnly.

"The Lightwoods had three children. Isabelle. Johnathan Christopher, who was adopted by the Lightwoods from the real Michael Wayland, who was their friend. And their own son, first born child and heir to the Wayland empire, Alexander Gideon Lightwood."

She finished as she flipped a piece of paper around. And there, clear as day, was a picture of Magnus' blue eyed hottie. Alec.

They sat in silence for a long time, no one daring to break the silence for fear of the unknown. It was overwhelming. How could one 19 year old boy have so much to hide? Eventually, Ragnor broke the noiseless air.

"So Alec Wayland is actually Alexander Lightwood, son of two ex-terrorists turned FBI informants, and heir to a multi-billion dollar international corporation run under an alias created to stop any of Morgenstern's crazy followers from killing them all for their betrayal?"

The words hung on the stagnant air for far too long, no one saying anything else. No sound except their beating hearts and shallow breaths.

Magnus couldn't believe it. Alec was so unassuming, so gentle, so cute. He couldn't have such a dark past. His story shouldn't be tainted by the crimes of his parents. And having the weight of that company on his shoulders must be so terrifying. Magnus now understood how Alecs parents managed to get his and Jaces stuff moved in early, and why Alec was so resistant to divulge his name. He was carrying a lot of baggage. Dangerous, deadly, unlawful baggage. And Magnus internally vowed to help him carry it, even if Alec didn't know he was helping.