Catarina rummaged through the familiar organized chaos of Magnus’ apothecary – when a friendship was as long-lived as hers with the former High Warlock, there were very few boundaries in life. She had been in this room plenty of times, usually just listening while Magnus ranted, but that did not meant she did not know her way around. Alec’s uncertainty and stalling, however, had her sitting the phials she was sorting through back on the shelf and turning to face him, her arms crossed sternly over her chest.
“Magnus isn’t doing deals with Asmodeus,” Catarina told the Shadowhunter firmly, irritated at the mere suggestion. Magnus was many things, but he was rarely that stupid unless love was on the line. “He may have gone looking for him –” That, unfortunately, sounded exactly like something Magnus would do. “But he wouldn’t make a deal with him.” Magnus’ claim to fame was sending powerful demons back to hell. Surely he wouldn’t go looking to deal with a Greater Demon – especially not his father? Damn it. Catarina wasn’t so sure anymore.
Alec was clearly having more trouble with her thinking through the problem, though. Catarina could see as he moved through insecurity and self-doubt – for a Clave official, he hadn’t quite learned the art of hiding what he was feeling. Or maybe, Catarina mused, she had gotten very old, and very good at reading people. Whatever it was, she could see that Alec was worried that Magnus’ taking off this way represented that something was wrong in their relationship, and that he was creating wild scenarios, growing more and more dramatic, to cover that possibility.
“I think that if Magnus had known he was going to be gone for a long period of time, he would have told you,” Catarina told him finally, unable to help but feel empathy for the boy. He was little more than a child, thrown into a difficult position – and a difficult relationship. Magnus was never easy, and the more one loved him, the harder to read he became. She knew that from experience. “The last time he and I talked, the conversation was torn between how happy he was that you two had gotten back together, and how upset he was that he’d lost his position. He wouldn’t want to worry you.” Her smile was soft and understanding, and she reached out to touch Alec’s upper arm. “As for what I’m doing – this is a tracking spell. Magnus is better at them than I am, but I think our connection to him is strong enough that it should work.”
As long as he wasn’t in Edom, she added silently. And if Magnus had gone to hell, after she dragged his ass back here, Lorenzo Rey would wish he had never even heard the name Asmodeus, let alone used it to make Magnus feel that he needed to do something that absurd.
Though, Catarina’s INSIGHT was meant to be comforting, it did little to quell Alec’s incredulous anxieties. The whole time, he couldn’t stop thinking about his and Magnus’ last few words. No where in that memory did he recall saying the words ‘I love you’ and what if Magnus, or hell even Alec himself, never got to say or hear them again? Magnus was IMMORTAL. He would survive just about anything. ( Almost. ) Being immortal didn’t make him immune to death or disease. There would be no balance if some higher beings were completely indestructible. Everyone had a weakness. So, what was Magnus’? Was it love? And if so, would Asmodeus know how to exploit it? Greater Demons were usually very good at spotting others weaknesses, locating their desires && then offering them up in exchange for something else. Something that always ended with a greater loss for their opponent.
“ So shouldn’t that worry me, then? That he hasn’t reached out because he might not be able to? ” Alec knew he was just grasping at straws now, but what other choice did he have? He was worried. To the point where he couldn’t function throughout the day. He was distracted and because of that, his abilities to LEAD his fellow shadowhunters during trying times was even more difficult and almost damn near impossible. How could he approach their greatest enemy yet, with a clear head when he could hardly think clearly himself??? Love made him blind. And yet, he wouldn’t trade even a single ounce of the love he felt for Magnus for more strength. Love made him fight harder, it gave him something to believe in and want to come home to. It also made him dangerous, whether others have realized that yet or not.
“ Just tell me what you need, and I will gladly assist. ” Alec wasn’t sure if Catarina preferred silence while she worked. And so he awaited for further instructions.
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