46.1%!!!! fic ab Alec almost getting killed by Valentine in the fight next ep but Magnus saving him (lots of fluff after?)
“Alec? Alec!”
Magnus was nearly out of the building when he heard it. He had Madzie in tow and he was trying to be careful, trying to find somewhere safe to create a portal so he could get the young warlock girl out of this hellhole and somewhere safe, where she won’t be used or manipulated for her powers again. She was young. She’d bounce back. But it made his blood boil that Valentine, the man determined to wipe them out, was still happy to use Downworlders for his own ends even if he was planning on killing their species later.
Before he could create the portal, though, he heard a voice from the rooftop. Isabelle’s voice. He wasn’t sure she’d be here, still too high on a terrible concoction of Yin Fen and vampire venom to see clearly. Raphael, too, high on Shadowhunter blood. He’d kill Victor Aldertree for getting people he cared about wrapped up in this mess. But that had to come later.
Instead, he ran upstairs, Madzie following, and onto the rooftop. The scene he saw turned his stomach.
There were three circle members lying on the ground, very much dead. Aldertree was standing there too, by the power source, looking a little stunned. For a supposed former field medic, he should probably be doing more. But the worst part was closer to home. Alec, lying on the ground, cradled in his sister’s arms, covered in blood.
“Alexander,” Magnus breathed out before rushing to his side, crouching down, uncaring of anything else. Isabelle looked up, her face streaked with tears. “What happened?” he demanded, and Izzy shook her head.
“I was too slow, they were already fighting when I got here and Alec-”
“He saved me.” Aldertree cut in, and Magnus glanced over his shoulder. “My guard was open and he…”
“It was the right thing to do,” Alec breathed weakly, coughing. There was blood on his lips, but at least he was still conscious. That was good. Still, stupid, precious, righteous Alexander. The man that had ruined his sister, taken his position and lost his trust wholeheartedly, and Alec still saved his life. Because it was the ‘right thing’ to do.
“Oh, Alexander.”
Izzy shook her head, leaning down.
“I’ve tried using an Iratze, but it’s not working, he’s losing too much blood.”
“Valentine must have had the blades cursed,” Magnus murmured, hands instantly lighting up, magic setting to work, exploring, flowing deep into Alec’s veins, trying to track down the source of what was wrong. “You don’t get to leave me yet, Alec. Not now,” Magnus said, a vicious edge to his voice.
“I don’t want to leave you at all,” Alec breathed, but Magnus could see the effort it was costing him, instead shooting him a look. He needed to not waste his energy. Energy was exactly what he needed to keep if he was going to get better.
“Isabelle, could you look after Madzie for me? I need to take care of Alec,” he said calmly, and Izzy nodded, moving over to where Madzie was lingering by the closed door, looking a little confused and worried. He couldn’t focus on that right now, though. He had Alec to worry about, Alec who looked so pale and weak and…
“I’m sorry,” Alec apologised, and Magnus laughed weakly.
“What, for saving Aldertree’s life? I’d be sorry too, I’d much rather have him at risk than you,” Magnus replied, only partly joking. Aldertree could rot for all he cared. But Alexander…
“I didn’t mean to hurt you. But now I’m…”
“You’re going to be fine,” Magnus insisted, not letting that thought continue.
“I was… so worried. Jace said you were with Clary and then Clary was here and I was afraid Valentine had gotten to you. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
“Alec we can talk about this-”
“I love you, Magnus.”
His world stopped spinning for a moment. When was the last time he’d heard those words? The last time someone had meant them like Alec meant them now? Magnus exhaled softly.
“I love you too. Now hush and let me heal you.”
Later, when Alec was back on his feet and in one piece, Magnus would punch his shoulder for scaring him like that. And then he would kiss him again, and whisper the precious words he’d waited so long to hear like a prayer. He was in love with Alec Lightwood. He was in love with a Shadowhunter. And he didn’t care who knew, or who saw. He was proud.
And for the first time in a very, very long time, he was happy.
