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Magnus was sitting in his office, his elbows resting on the sleek metal amongst the scattered sheets, rubbing his temples and groaning. He had a load of work to do but he just could not concentrate. His phone kept going off and people kept coming in and telling him things, but he just was not focussed. It was about twelve, he reckoned, and he was supposed to be meeting Camille for lunch, but he just couldn't bring himself to – he was just going to have to call and cancel.

He picked up his mobile and was just about to dial his fiancé when it rang first. Without even pausing to check the number he pressed the answer button and held it up to his ear.

"Hey Dad."

Magnus rubbed his forehead. His son sounded nervous, and he was calling from school, which was never good.

"What have you done now, Will?"

"Nothing." The boy sounded a bit offended. "I was just calling to see if I could go round to one of my mates houses tonight – his dad's gonna pick me up and drop me off and everything, you just need to say it's okay and tell Camille not to pick me up. Would that be alright?"

"Sure, Will, whatever. What sort of time are you likely to be back?"

"Um, about eight? Eight."

"Okay. And you'll be eating there?"

"Yep."

Will popped the p.

"Well, that's fine. I'll see you later, yeah?"

"Yeah. Bye dad!"

"Bye Will."

That made up Magnus's mind. He grabbed his satchel off of the floor, stuffing his laptop mercilessly into it and sliding his iPhone into the back pocket of his skinny jeans, storming out of the office and slamming the door behind him, not even wincing at the loud noise – he may have had a bit too much to drink from the private whisky stash he kept under his bed. He was determined to go to lunch with Camille, to make her happy and to keep him happy, because they both deserved that, and he was going to move on, and he was going to forget Alec, because he could not live like this any longer. He needed to stop living in the past, and live in the future instead.

"Dad, um, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, can you be quick though? I have a meeting in five minutes."

"Um, canWillcomeovertonightfordinner?"

"Sorry, what? Max, I didn't really catch that, slow down."

"Can Will come over tonight for dinner?"

"Um…"

"I already kinda invited him…"

"Max!"

"So… can he? I just… I just wanted him to meet his other dad, and for you to meet him, and…"

"That's fine. I'll pick you up as normal, okay?"

"Thanks Dad!"

"No problem Max. See you later."

"Bye!"

Max and Will walked out of the school laughing together; Will's died down as they walked into the afternoon sun. He suddenly went very quiet, his feet scuffing along the ground. Eventually he stopped and just stood there ringing his hands together, looking at the ground. He'd gone a bit white again, the way he was holding his hands not quite covering up the shaking.

"What's up, Will?"

"I'm just nervous. I don't even know what Alec looks like… I can't really remember him from the other day. What if he doesn't like me?"

Max sighed.

"He will. I know him. He'll love you. He does love you. You're his son too."

Will nodded.

"Thanks."

It was pretty clear he had just needed some reassurance. They wandered out fully into the courtyard, the quietness still there but less awkward, the atmosphere between the two of them less tense. The place was crowded with kids and parents, but after a couple of seconds standing on his tiptoes and scanning the crowd, he noticed him, his hand on the strap of his bag, clearly looking around too. Max waved at him and then grabbed Will's hand, dragging him towards his dad.

Alec smiled when the two of them came over.

"Hey Max. Hey…hey Will."

He raised his hand up at Will, who was just stood there.

"Hi."

"Um… shall we go?"

Muttered Max.

Alec and Will nodded simultaneously. It was quite funny.

"Yep, let's get home. I'm probably gonna order a Chinese tonight as well from Taki's. D'you like Chinese, Will?"

They started to walk off down towards the subway.

"Yeah, I love it! I love stuff from Taki's too, but recently Dad's stopped taking me there…don't know why, probably Camille."

"Oh, Camille's still about then?"

"Yep… and she's engaged to Magnus. They're getting married pretty soon I think."

"Right…"

"She's a bitch. I hate her. Dad doesn't really love her, she doesn't really love him, and she is just using him. And she hates me."

"Ah, the usual manipulative Camille then."

"Yes. She has been around most of my life, but I still hate her. I wish it had been you around."

"So do I. And I did try Will. But I'm gonna be around now. Does… does Magnus know that you are with me? That you know who I am?"

Max winced at the way that Alec's voice cracked when he said Magnus's name.

"Um… no. And no. And he also doesn't think I know who Max is. Actually, he doesn't know I know I have a brother."

"Right. So this is our secret then?"

"Yeah."

Suddenly Alec's phone went off. He checked it and then pressed the answer button.

"Heya."

"No that's probably fine, I mean Max is gonna have someone over, but I'm sure we can manage."

"Yep, as long as you like Chinese."

"Oh, I'll explain later, we're just on out way back to the apartment now."

"Yep, see ya!"

Alec pressed his phone again and then slid it into his pocket, turning back to the boys.

"Okay, that was your Clary. Everyone's coming over to dinner tonight as well as Will. They'll be there when we get home."

"Who is Clary and everyone?"

Asked Will, curious.

"Oh, um, well there is my brother Jace, your uncle, and his wife Clary, and my sister Izzy, and her husband Simon. So all of your aunts and uncles on that side."

"Cool. So I get to meet them all!"

"Yep."

Max watched as Will grinned. It was nice to watch. Wonderful. Seeing Will get what he had dreamed of. Except that Will had only known about the whole thing for twenty four hours. Max had known his entire life. It was making Max very jealous – he hated to admit it, but it was. He wished that he could talk to Magnus like Will was talking to Alec, meet his friends and the people in Will's life. But he couldn't. And he was happy for Will. He could tell that he had been really upset by Magnus's engagement to Camille, and he guessed it was nice for him to finally be getting someone else.

Will was really excited.

He had met his dad, his other dad, all thanks to Max. And now he was going to be seeing all of these other aunts and uncles that he hadn't heard of before but was eager to know, was going to… he didn't dare think it. Become part of the family? He hoped so. He wanted more than anything to have both of his dads as part of his life, and have this other half of his family to make everything complete. And Alec was brilliant too, funny and exciting and clever and everything Magnus was, just a little bit… toned down, less mad and energetic. It was nice. It was a nice change.

He hoped Alec would accept him as a son, because as well as giving him another parent it would give him someone else to rely on. Someone to go to when Magnus was away on business – from now about twice a year or so he was going to be going away for a while, now that Camille was there to look after Will – so that he could escape the evil step mother and not feel so alone. Will just couldn't get over it. Not only did he have another dad, be he had another perfect dad, another fin and witty dad, and another dad that… did Alec care about him deeply? After all of this time would he really be able to call Will his son?

Everything was just an excited, nervous jumble in his head.

They were on the subway, Max and Alec having a hushed conversation about something and Will was just staring into the distance, thinking and smiling to himself. He had never really been to this part of the city before, not properly at least, only when he was passing through to somewhere else. And he had never left New York. He'd never had any reason to. It was his home, and it had everything that he needed. And now he was getting all of these new things, new experiences, all at once. Next thing he knew Magnus would probably be suggesting that they fly out to Malta or something totally random like that. After everything that had happened in the past few days, he wouldn't put anything past fate or the universe. They seemed to be working together to make his life confusing and brilliant and scary and horrible all at once. He loved them, and hated them. A love hate relationship. That could occasionally get on his nerves.

The train pulled to a stop in the station and the three of them stepped off of it and onto the tiled platform, slightly slippery and worn with use of the thousands of feet that had walked there. Up the stairs, just as worn, just as polished with wear, and onto the cracked pavement above. The hints of the sun flaring brightly as they emerged from underground, stepping to avoid all of the cracks in the pavement that emerged out everywhere like starbursts. Will looked up just as they came to a massive building, all shiny silver and windows, the revolving doors in front of them fluttering up a soft breeze. Max and Alec were going inside. Will followed them inside.

It was all chrome and shine and metal and marble, sleek and modern, everything polished and smooth, no splinters on the non-existent wood like the stairs to Magnus's loft apartment. There weren't stairs here either, just lifts with steel doors and buttons lit up with an eerie blue light. The ride wasn't jerky of halted, it was smooth, sleek, just like the building. The doors didn't creak as they opened. The tiles on the floor were the darkest black imaginable, the lights blue and mysterious, casting a soft glow everywhere. There was only a door in front of them, and that was it. It appeared that this was the loft apartment too. Alec clicked a key into the lock, and the door swung open, revealing an apartment that looked like a home, even with the base coat of the rest of the building – it looked like a dusting of cosy had been added.

In front of Will glimmered three pairs of eyes. Tawny, almost golden ones that stared determinedly and insistently, green ones that shimmered and sparkled and smiled, chocolate brown ones that seemed clever and kind and happy, and dark dark brown ones that looked almost black and looked like they would snap if you told them so.

"Guys, this is Will."

The tawny eyes narrowed.

"Alec, why does he look just like you?"

Okay, so I have to go away next week to this place with NO INTERNET but I can still write, so what I am going to do is write loads of chapters and then upload them all when I get back. Is that okay?

Lu xx

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