Arriving at Magnus' apartment, I didn't even brother to knock. I just entered the apartment and looked for the glittery man. I spotted my brother and Clary first, they were sitting on a couch together in the warlock's living room.

"Jacey!" I exclaimed, making his head snap to me. His eyes widened and he zoomed of the couch and to me. I hugged him tightly and so did he.

"I'm so glad you're awake." He told me, his voice muffled by my hair. I pulled away and gave Clary a pleasant nod.

"Where's Magnus?" I asked them and they point to a room. I walked to the room and the closer I got, the more I got the urge to kill the person inside. I stopped and took a deep breath before entering the room. My heart broke at the sight.

Alec was laying unconscious, bandages all over his chest. His face was pale, his body sweaty and his hair was messy but somehow he still managed to look perfect to me. Magnus and Izzie was at his bedside. My parabatai noticed me first. Much like Jace, she flew up and engulfed me in a hug. I gladly hugged back.

After we eventually pulled apart, I looked at Magnus. The urge to kill came back and I realised that it was my Reaper side wanting to come out. I quickly panicked, scared that I will hurt the glitter filled man, but one look at my love, and I calmed down.

Magnus went to open his mouth but I beat him to it. "I know I can help him. Tell me how."

The man sighed but nodded anyways. "Isabelle, please leave." My sister looked confused and like she wanted to asked questions but I shook my head, 'no' and she nodded, quickly exiting the room.

I looked at the warlock expectantly. "Telling you how to help him is the easy part," He started, snapping his fingers and a glass of red wine appeared in it. He took a big gulp. "It's the doing part. That is where the problem lies."

"He's my everything, Magnus. So I don't care what I have to do or how long I have to do it for, I'll do it. We lost each other once, not again. Never again." I told him adamantly.

"Right," The immortal said, clearing his throat and putting the drink down. "You need to concentrate. You unlocked your powers in a moment of fear and bringing them up now in a situation without so much emotion will be hard, but not impossible. Focus on Alec, on his wounds. Feel the energy in your veins, harness it and use it to heal him." I nodded and went to sit down on the other side of the double bed.

I lead forward and placed a loving kiss on his forehead before I placed my hands on his chest and started concentrating. Ten minutes later, it still didn't work. I huffed in annoyance and got of the bed.

"Magnus, this isn't working." I complained, glaring at the warlock that was sitting on the couch with my brother, my parabatai, Clary and the vampire, Simon. When did he get here? He rolled his eyes, making the glitter sparkle and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Maybe we shouldn't start your with your husband." The warlock mused as he took in my frustrated expression.

"I want to help him." I said, stubbornly crossing my arms over my chest.

"I know you do, but he'll heal fine without it, slower, but fine. And you wouldn't want to end up hurting him, do you?" He challenged, raising an eyebrow. I shook my head furiously.

"No!" I exclaimed and he smiled in victory.

"Good, then we'll start with a plant." He declared and snapped his finger, making a plant appear on the coffee table. I raised my eyebrows.

"Do you ever do anything without the use of magic?" I questioned him, eyeing the plant.

He smirked and answered, "Lots of things." I rolled my eyes at the meaning of his words and gave him a blank look. "Well, go on. Try to take the plant's energy."

My jaw dropped, "You want me to kill a plant?" My tone was a little horrified. Give me a demon, I'll kill him faster than you can blink. But don't asked me to destroy nature. I have to much love and respect for it.

He rolled his eyes, "You can give it's energy back and bring it to life again if you really want." I grinned at him and walked to the table. I sat down crossed legged on the couch and pushed my hands out forward. At first nothing happened.

Then I took a deep breath, relaxed my muscles and closed my eyes. Then, I felt a stinging sensation. I gasped and opened my eyes - breaking my concentration. The plant looked the same, but I felt it. I closed my eyes again and did the same. This time when I felt the stinging sensation, I didn't open my eyes again. Energy started coursing through me and I felt powerful. But then it stopped.

I opened my eyes and I saw that the plant was dead. But I wasn't satisfied. I wanted more, I needed more. So, I turned to a source of energy. I grinned wickedly and started taking the energy from Magnus.

He felt to his knees and shot out his hands, trying to stop me and to defend himself but he couldn't. Powerful as he is, he was no match for a Reaper. I heard my brother and Izzie yell for me but their voices was so far away for me to make out anything but I didn't care anyway. All I cared about was power and getting more of it.

I looked down at my skin when I felt it burning but it was more of pleasure than of pain. My runes started lighting up, but not with angelic power. No, it was a pitch black colour, bringing out my demon side. I grinned at it happily. Looking over at Magnus, I saw his lips moving but I couldn't hear anything. But then he said one word.

One word that brought me back, one word that made me feel again. One word to bring me back from being a Reaper to being Samara again.

"Alec." I called down instantly. Feelings started returning to me and an enormous amount of guilt filled me. Tears filled my eyes as I stepped back from Magnus.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." I barely contained my tears. The warlock got up and to my great surprise, he looked at me with soft and understanding eyes.

"It's okay. You can't control it yet and I know what that's like." He told, looking at me with sympathy. Normally I wasn't one for pity parties but considering I just tried to kill him, I'm not saying anything.

"You should be mad. You should hate me." I said softly, fiddling with my fingers. The energy still buzzed in my body but I was in control again and wouldn't let the power over take me.

Magnus sighed and gave me an understanding smile, "How can I hate you, when the first time I lost control, I killed my stepfather?" He asked me and I gasped in horror.

"I'm sorry." He gave me a weak smile, but seemed like he was more bothered by something else than his stepfather's death.

"The point is, losing control is a part of learning." He told me and I nodded with pursed lips. "But maybe we should wait until Alec is healthy again before we practice again. Seeing as he's your anchor, your gonna need him around."

"My anchor?" I echoed, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. What the hell is an anchor?

"Yes, anchor. It is someone that keeps you grounded and pull you back from your most dangerous mind set, like now. For you, that's Alec." The warlock explained and I nodded, taking it in. Then I grinned happily. I wasn't really that surprised, Alec always was able to calm me down in a way that no one else could.

"Just out of curiosity. How powerful is she?" The vampire asked with a nervous laugh and I glanced at him before turning back to Magnus, wanting to know the answer myself.

The high warlock shrugged, "I have no idea whatsoever, but as you can see, she is far more powerful than me." The honesty in his tone made my stomach churn. It meant I could hurt him, and he wouldn't be able to defend himself. It also meant I could hurt others and I didn't want to do that.

"So, basically, what you're telling us is that my sister has an unknown amount of power, more than your's, and has no idea how to control?" Jace asked in what seemed seriously, but I knew better. He was just trying to get a rise out of me. And he's going to get it.

"That sounds about right." Magnus answers and at the same time I grabbed the knife that was resting in my thigh holster and a whoosh sound was heard in the apartment as I threw it. The knife was imbedded beside Jace's head and the two downworlders as well as the three Shadowhunters looked at it with eyes that was wide with shock.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, brother," I started as I walked towards him, slowly and threatening. "But you can't control your powers either. In fact, you don't even know what they are." My voice was mockingly sweet and my brother's characteristic smirk fell of his face.

"Okay, there is not about to be a sibling spat in my living room. Jace, Clary and Simon, if one you are going to pissed off or prod at the most powerful being in New York City that has no control over her powers, kindly wait until you are far away from my apartment. And as for you Samara, you can sit down and try to give the plant back it's energy, but slowly and preferable when there isn't a downworlder in the room. And when you've figured it out, you can give mine back to me." I heard Magnus order behind me in a no-nonsense tone. He walked until he had each of us in sight, "Understood?" The man far older and wiser than us asked with an arched eyebrow. We all mumbled an understood or a yes. I caught sight of an smugly grinning Isabelle and stuck my tongue out at her.

Later on, after I decided to follow Magnus' first point of advice - to wait until Alec has woken up before I use my powers again - and wait for my husband to wake up again. Laying beside him on the bed, I felt my heart breaking little by little.

I ran my fingers through his hair and pressed a loving kiss to his cheek. Afterwards, I whispered an, 'i love you, Alec.' to him before I rested my head on his shoulder, hoping that he would wake up before there is nothing left of my heart.

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Okay, I'll say it. This was a sad and emotional chapter. Our Salec hearts, am I right?

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it inspite of that.

-Mixie