Magnus paced his loft in anxiety. He hated having to wait at home when Alec went on missions. Charmian Meow lounged lazily on the counter watching him.

"meow" he called out, when even he was probably dizzy of all the pacing.

"I know. I know! Don't give me that sass! I'm just waiting for him to come home." he sulked out going to the counter and running his hand behind the cat's ears. Chairman purred back in content as he rolled over to his back. Magnus obliged stroking the fluff that was his underbelly.

"It's not MY fault your daddy is always running late!" he said out still rubbing his tummy.

'I can't help but want you ...... I know that I'd die without you....' the tale-tell signs of a ringtone brought Magnus back to reality. He cupped his cat's face in his hands and scrunched it up.

"Speak of the angel and he shall answer!" he sang out. He hummed happily the song he had assigned to be Alec's ringtone, grabbing his phone and putting it up to his ear.

"Hello my darling. Took you long enough" he chided out happily.

"Magnus?" came a voice far too squeaky to belong to his shadowhunter.

"Clary?" he asked back. "This is Magnus. What's going on biscuit? Where is Alexander?" panic seeped into his voice. Alec wasn't prone to letting people borrow his phone, and he never was keen on Clarissa Fairchild, so for her to have his phone was a red alert.

"Magnus. It's Bad. bleeding. A demon. his head pretty bad" she rambled on in the phone. Magnus pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Clary. Sweetheart. I can't understand a thing you are saying. What is going on?"

"Alec's hurt. We're on our way to you. He needs immediate healing. Be prepared" was all she managed to say out before hanging up. Magnus' jaw went slack. Hurt?

He immediately burst into action, running around their shared home trying to gather bandages, potions, and anything he could possibly need. He cleared the bed and piled pillows so his head could be elevated and did all but bite his nails waiting.

It was only a few minutes when he heard the frantic banging on his door. He magicked it open as a flood of cut up shadowhunters rushed in. His main focus going to the unconscious black-haired boy he loved, who was being more or less hauled in on Jace's shoulders.

"Bring him here" he ordered with an utmost authority guiding Jace to his bedroom. Jace obliged following behind and gently putting the boy on the bed. Isabelle on his tail, yipping at their heels wanting to know if her brother would be ok.

"What happened?" he asked in a cut tone. He didn't want to sound too panicked.

"We found a rift and we had to close it. A lot of demons came at us. Alec took the brunt of it. One of those damn things got him really good across the head. He managed to stay awake for a little while, but he lost consciousness on our way here."

"Ok. Now get out. I need to work in silence" he commanded

Almost an hour had passed when Magnus was sure he had done everything. Alec was more or less back to a safe health and would just need some rest to be back to normal. He went out to the living room to attend to the rest, who thankfully only need some bandages and light magic.

"So, he's going to be ok. Right?" asked Isabelle in concern for her older sibling.

"Yes. He needs some sleep, but I've done everything, should be completely fine now." Magnus said with a smile.

"Good. Poor guy. I just heard a loud crack and saw him fall. I didn't know what was going on. We couldn't help him. We were too slow" she added in shame.

"It's alright now Isabelle. Things happen. We all know being a shadowhunter isn't exactly the safest job in the world." He tried to be reassuring.

Once he was done patching everyone else up. He said goodbye to them all. He promised Jace and Isabelle he'd call them if anything happened. And the group were off. Magnus climbed into the shower and let the cold water sooth his tired body. Climbing out he pulled on some silken sleeping pants, decided to forgo a shirt, and made his way to the bedroom.

He made his way to the side of the bed. Looking down at Alec's sleeping face. Alexander was gorgeous, but sleeping, he was the most beautiful thing Magnus had ever seen. His eyelashes were near perfect, his skin was smooth and pale. He looked like a sleeping angel, funny, considering he was half of a heavenly being.

He reached out to brush the hair off of his forehead, then slowly running his hand down his cheek. Enjoying the feel of his cool skin against his fingertips. He leaned in to place a gossamer kiss on his face, where the biggest wound had been. He felt his love shift in his sleep. The threat of awaking at hand.

He continued to watch him as sleepy blue eyes fluttered open and looked up at him.

"Rise and shine handsome. Welcome back to the land of the living." He purred out already reaching out to touch his face again.

Alec jerked up quickly and swatted his hand away. "What's going on?" he yelled out in a panic. His eyes scanning the room for a threat that Magnus didn't recognize.

"Alexander. It's ok. You are safe now. Calm down darling" he tried to sound reassuring.

"My name is Alec. Who the hell are you?" he asked up. Trying to put as much distance between himself and the strange downworlders in front of him.

"Alexander... It's me. It's Magnus. How hard did they hit your head that you forget your own boyfriend?" he laughed out trying to relieve the tense air between them

"Boyfriend??" he yelled out. "What kind of sick joke is that? Where am I? Where is Jace? And my sister. And will you PLEASE put on a shirt!" He eyed the door trying to make his way to it and escape. Magnus noticing, with a flick of his hand, shut the door blocking the exit.

"Alexander? Please look at me. It's me. Can you not remember me?"

"Demons!" he yelled out still in panic. "We were fighting demons. And then...." He reached up to touch his head. A throbbing behind his skull vaguely telling him he should have an injury there. "Where are you keeping me? Where am I?" he screamed out again, he put himself in a combat ready position. If the warlock didn't release him soon, he may need to attack.

"Alexander.... You're safe. You're here with me. I'm Magnus. Remember?" He begged out.

"I... I don't know you.... Stop calling me Alexander. It's Alec. I want to go home."

"But. Alexander"

"IT'S ALEC!!" he yelled out. He was getting frustrated that this warlock was using his full name so casually.

Magnus flinched back at the outburst, biting his lip to keep himself from saying anything else. Alec caught his eyes, and felt bad for causing the reaction.

"Look. You. Magnus, was it? I'm sorry. It's just. I don't know you. I don't want to be here. I want to go home. Can I please go home?" he pleaded back softly maybe being polite would help him escape this situation.

"Alexander.... I mean.... Alec.... Please. Don't be ridiculous. This is your home"

Alec stopped and drew in a breath. He looked around at the loft, trying so hard to see if anything felt familiar, it didn't. He let go of the air in his lungs and looked towards the flamboyant man in front of him.

"I'm sorry" he said barely above a whisper. "but it's not."

He turned quickly on his heal, not wanting to see the emotions that were crawling on the man's face. He shut the door behind him and walked away. He didn't look back, didn't stop walking, not until he was back at his real home. Back in the safety of his beloved institute.

-New multi part story! :D I will TRY to finish it before I go out of town this weekend. I make no promises! :D This is all inspired by a meme I found on I funny! :D

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