A/N: Hey guys! So I'm going to post some scenes that were thought up and never put into the book for y'all to read to keep y'all occupied until the next book comes out. There will also be some sneak peaks as well. Please keep in mind that none of them will be that long in length. With that in mind, let's begin.

****Magnus's POV****

"I do love vacation, but I have to say I'm glad that we're back." Alec says with a happy sigh.

The two men had decided to walk back up to their shared loft together after returning home from Rome. Magnus had made up a portal delivering them right in front of their home, both of them too weary to do any work today.

Magnus hums in agreement. "Me too. Though as long as I'm with you I could care less where we are."

Alec gives him a sweet kiss for that, pressing his body weight up against his husband. The two men molded against one another like puzzle pieces meant to fit. Sometimes Magnus found it hard to believe that he had found happiness like this. A younger Magnus would've scorned him for feeling this way, mistrustful towards most the entire world. Such was not the case for him now though, and the warlock feels grateful to have been proven wrong. And even more grateful to have such a wonderful husband by his side.

The two continue to trade lazy kisses as they make their way up the stairs. If not for Alec's steady grip on the railing, he suspects that they would have crashed down on the hard steps. Their front door pops up way earlier than Magnus would've liked, probably a result of the fact they weren't carrying any luggage with them. Being a warlock, one of the perks was that he could portal all their things back home, making the painstaking carrying of the several bags they'd brought with them (they were mostly Magnus's) an unneeded task.

A thought occurs to him as Alec jabs the key into the lock. "Do you think Sheldon will still be here? I hope he's been taking care of Chairman."

Alec grunts as the door finally unlocks. "Sweetheart, you and I both know that it's Simon. And I'm sure that he's still here. He did promise to house sit too while we were away."

"Honestly I didn't see the point in that. With our home warded and in the heart of nephilim country, I don't see how anything bad could happen to it." Magnus murmurs.

Alec gives him a fond smile, though his hazel eyes hold a hint of mixed emotions. "Maybe not now, but Alicante was broken into by several hordes of demons not that long ago, so you never really can know."

"Touché. I suppose you're right about that, Mr. Lightwood-Bane." Magnus eyes Alec's lips hungrily.

Due to all the crazy stuff that had went on during their vacation, there had not been all that much time for well...sexy time. Despite his weariness, Magnus found himself looking forward to the goings on of tonight, and all the plans they had made for tomorrow too. It was going to be a very fun weekend indeed.

"Yes, that I am Mr. Lightwood-Bane." The door chose that moment to click open. Alec motions to it with his hazel eyes. "After you."

The door swung open with ease from Alec's push, letting a fresh gust of air breeze by them. Holding hands, the two husbands walked back into their home together, mindful of the small dent in the doorframe. Magnus recalls how it occurred with fond nostalgia.

Back when they were moving to the new Loft, the husbands had decided to do some drinking of one of Magnus's prized bottles of wine. Eventually they ended up progressing towards vodka and whiskey, which had led to a not so brilliant idea. Magnus had thought it was only proper to carry his husband across the threshold of their new home bridal style. Alec had called it ridiculous, but had been much too drunk to say no. As a result of Alec's heavy weight (and the drunk state they were both in) the two had somehow ended up crashing into the doorframe. The pain hadn't bothered them though, and had led to them christening the doorway.

Needless to say, they had both woken up on the cold hardwood floor sore for several reasons.

Magnus could've easily fixed this dent, but Alec had asked him not to. The young nephilim had said that the dent symbolized their way of making this new loft their home. Magnus couldn't argue with that logic, so the dent remains to this day.

The second they walked into the room a little fluff ball of gray and white darts over to them. Chairman Meow winds around both of their legs, purring happily at his two Daddies. Alec scoops up the little baby, laughing as the kitten licks his nose affectionately.

"Hello there Chairman. Did you miss us?" Alec asks.

"Meow." Chairman gives in response, his striped tail twitching behind him.

"Aww, we missed you too." Magnus coos at the kitten, rubbing Chairman's chin affectionately. The little fluff ball purrs even louder and presses his face into Magnus's hand.

"Oh, thank goodness you guys are back." Simon slides to a halt in front of them.

The Daylighter was dressed in his usual mundane reference t-shirt and blue jeans. His feet were only clad in a pair of white socks. Those normal things are not what catches his attention though. Magnus notices the several scratch marks along Simon's arms and neck. There's even one on his face, right below his eye.

He turns to his husband to see if Alec has noticed the same thing he did. Being a Shadowhunter with great observational skills, it makes sense that Alec had seen the marks. A frown plays out on his husband's face now, his eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

"Oh my! Did Chairman do all that to you?" Magnus asks, already suspecting he knows the answer.

Simon scratches the back of his neck nervously, and Magnus is certain that if Simon could that the young Daylighter would be blushing, "Well, I mean...."

"Go on Simon." Alec urges. In his arms, Chairman Meow studiously ignores Simon, choosing to nuzzle into the tall, buff nephilim's chest.

"I think Chairman missed you a lot. He seemed okay with me at first, but after you were gone for three days, well...he started getting a little anxious, and angry, and impatient, and then scratchy and bitey." Simon winces as he rubs one of his arms, right over where several of the inflamed pink marks are. At Magnus's worried look, Simon rushes to reassure him. "But don't worry. I'm just fine. Dandy as I'll ever be. Oh, and your house is great too. Nothing happened while you were gone."

Alec's rolls his eyes but does not comment much. If anything, a pleased smile seems to be tugging at his lips, almost as though he was proud that Chairman attacked Simon. Magnus wants to smack him, but seeing as he loved that smile, he resorts to turning away from Alec to ignore the needless amusement.

"I'm terribly sorry Simon. Is there anyway I can make it up to you. At least let me heal up those scratches." Magnus's hands flicker with healing blue light.

Simon gives a nod. "Yea. Some healing would be great, but you don't have to pay me."

"No no, I insist. Alexander, go grab some money from the safe. You know the one." Magnus says without turning to face Alec.

"Sure. I'll take Chairman with me." Alec agrees easily.

And so for the next half hour, Magnus was busy at work healing up the cuts and bites that littered Simon's arms, face, legs and most surprisingly, his back. All the while Alec played with Chairman in their bedroom. The door to it was pulled shut but that did not prevent Magnus from hearing the sound of Alec's laughter.

So while their arrival home had been strange, Magnus found it pleasant anyways.