A/N: I do not own the character of TMI they belong to Cassnadra Clare.

Comments are always welcome :3

12.

"Who ever invented brunch is a genius," Jace said as he sat down.

"You only like it because it's all eat," Alec pointed out as he sat down with Max.

"No Magnus?" Robert asked a bit surprised.

"He's on his way. He and his father went out last night after his work thing…" Alec answered. "No weird stuff okay?"

"When are we ever weird?" Robert asked.

"You know what I mean," Alec answered.

"I do apologies for keeping this one away for so long," Asmodeus said walking over with Magnus.

"You're not British, stop acting like it," Magnus replied rolling his eyes.

"Maryse, Robert. It has been awhile," Asmodeus greeted with a slight smirk. "I should have assumed Alexander was your son."

"You guys know each other…?" Alec asked.

"That's a story for some other time," he answered smiling at him. "Enjoy brunch and Magnus, think about what we discussed."

Magnus nodded and sat down as his father walked away.

"You know him?" Alec asked looking at his parents. "How?"

"This is not the time nor place for this conversation," Maryse answered picking up her menu. "Max don't play with your napkin."

"Don't you want to know?" Alec asked looking at Magnus.

"When it comes to my father, everything is a surprise," he answered. "Right now I'd like to eat because I am starving. I feel like I haven't eaten in two days."

"Maybe you're-"

Alec kicked Jace's shin under the table and gave him a look shaking his head.

"Alec you don't need to walk on egg shells," Magnus told him. "It might happen."

"So you two are talking kids?" Robert asked catching their attention. "I don't think we'll be getting any grandchildren with Jace any time soon."

"You have Izzy," Jace pointed out.

"Don't worry. You'll have grandchildren soon enough," Magnus replied.

"If Magnus says it's so, then it will be so," Alec looked a little surprised but smiled and squeezed his hand under the table.

"Can I ask you a question?" Max asked Magnus.

"Course you can," Magnus answered nodding.

"What's it like? Hearing voices and stuff?"

Magnus leaned against the wall of the restaurant. "It's weird. The voices aren't…they aren't good voices I suppose is the thing to say first."

"There's more than one?" Max asked.

"Sometimes…If it gets really bad there's more than one. That's when it's the worst…why do you want to know?"

"I wanna be a psychologist when I'm older," Max answered.

"Really? Aren't you a bit young to be thinking about that?" Magnus asked.

"I'm thirteen…" Max answered.

"Exactly. You have years to figure out what you want to do with your life," Magnus told him.

"What do you wanna do with your life?" Max asked.

"Me? I wanted to be a famous violinist…" Magnus answered. "But I sound terrible when I play in front of people."

"So instead, I work part time at my friend's tattoo parlor and a dojo the other half of the time," he shrugged. "It works for me. I like working with kids and I'm great with a tattoo gun."

"What are you two talking about out here?" Alec asked walking onto the porch.

"Your brother wants to be a psychologist…how was your run?" Magnus answered.

"I think I messed up my shoulder," Alec answered. "I'm going to shower and then we are going to talk to my parents about what happened early. And Max. You need to go and do your homework."

"Fine…." Max groaned and went inside.

"What happened to your shoulder?" Magnus asked walking over.

"Nothing. Just popped a joint shifting back. I'll be fine after I shower," Alec answered shaking his head.

"I will make some tea then," Magnus nodded.

Alec nodded and kissed his cheek on his way back inside. He took a quick shower and pulled on some sweats and a t-shirt and jogged back downstairs to the kitchen where Magnus and Maryse were sitting at the table.

"Where's dad?" Alec asked.

"He is…at the office," Maryse answered. "So you're going to have to deal with me."

"Coffee?" Magnus asked.

"I'll get it," he answered going over to the coffee pot. "So are you going to tell us about how you two know Asmodeus?"

"Well…Asmodeus. Is one of us. He is a werewolf…" Maryse answered.

"You're joking right?" Magnus asked. "Wouldn't that make me one? I mean if I was one I'd know right?"

"No, not entirely, not all children born from werewolves actually inherit the gene," she replied. "It is also possible that it will remain dormant in your system and never emerge."

"And the alternative?"

"The alternative is that it isn't dormant and you just can't change. It would explain your pheromones as well as the occasional temp rise."

"So…it's possible I'm a werewolf I just don't change into one?"

"It's…rare but it does happen."

"Is there any way we can find out?" Alec asked sitting down. "Tests or something?"

"I could run a few blood tests…And assuming the genes are dormant. Alec could bite you. If his genes come into contact with yours they could cause you to change."

"What else?" Magnus asked. "Is there anyway other way that…we could know if I am without blood tests and biting?"

"There is one way…" she nodded.

"Silver," Alec said looking at him. "We have accelerated healing abilities. We can't regrow limbs, but if we get hurt or injured like a broken leg or we get scratched deep. The break will heal in a few weeks, the scratch gone by two days. But silver…" he shook his head and rolled up his pant leg showing a large scar along the inside of his left leg. "Wounds caused by pure silver never completely heal. It makes us weaker and in some cases we get silver poisoning."

"So our only alternatives to checking are my blood or using silver?" Magnus asked.

"Those are the two easiest. I could draw some blood if you prefer and run some tests now that I know what I'm looking for."

"Didn't you draw blood when he was sick?" Alec asked.

"I didn't do a genetic test," She answered. "I can draw the blood now if you like."

Magnus nodded.

She got up and went to her office to get her bag.

"What happened?" Magnus asked tracing the scar on his leg.

Alec looked up from his book and down at him and shrugged. "I thought I could do anything…"

"You did this to yourself?" he asked sitting up.

Alec nodded. "Yeah. It was a dumb stupid mistake that I regret…"

"You think I'm stupid? For doing what I did?"

"Course not," Alec shook his head and set the book aside pulling him into his lap. "Don't ever think you're stupid."

"Do you think the tests are going to be true?" he asked changing the subject.

"Would it be bad if there are?" Alec asked wrapping his arms around him.

"I don't know," he shrugged leaning against him. "But I don't want to think about it now. Let's do something else."

"Like what?"

"I can think of a few…"