~Alec's POV~

The door creaked open and I could hear the sound of Magnus' soft catlike foot steps coming ever closer. I don't even know how long he was gone. Every moment my little warlock was away, I couldn't help but miss him. Every second was eons and ever time I dared to take a peek at the clock it said, 3:15. I really think it's broken…

A warm musky smell overpowered my nose and suddenly warm smooth lips were placed upon mine. Not bothering to greet him, I asked, "Where the hell have you been?" as coolly as I could.

He strolled across the room and took a seat in the dark wooden chair near the tiny circular table that the hotel provided. He simply said "Had a meeting. Had to arrange the din date babe! It's nothing that important. We have a very special night ahead of us! Let's go." He looked down at his purple Rolex. "We're a half an hour late."

I raised two dark eyebrows and frowned my face at him but decided to let it go because an entire evening with that sexy boy all to myself… I could let this one slide right?

"Okay Magnus… I'll let this one slide. This ONE TIME." I emphasized.

Magnus kissed me on the cheek and took my cool pale hands in his warm slightly clammy ones. He rushed me into the elevator. Then he dropped my hand and stuck his hand to stop the doors from closing.

"What's wrong?" I questioned.

"Nothing nothing. Forgot the money! Its okay. Get us a cab I'll be right down." He gave me a small smile and ran down the hall to the room not giving me a chance to respond. He had this look in his eyes…I don't like it.

I pushed the close door button and once I made it to the valet, I had them flag us a cab. A tiny yellow buggy with black writing on the sides pulled up. As I reached for the door a tanned arm grabbed the handle and held the door open for me.

"What I gentlemen." I mumbled as I slid into the ripped leather seats.

"où est-ce que tu vas ?" asked the driver.

"Eiffel Tower." Magnus instructed the driver.

Magnus didn't try to talk at all. I don't know what it is but he seems nervous. Maybe he is just as excited as I am about this date. We really need some time together to just get away from everyone and all the drama back home. Before I knew it we were dropped off in front of the tower, and a short painstakingly happy looking man ushered us to a table for two directly under the tower. The view was amazing. Above us, I could see all the way up to the tower. Ever nut, bolt, screw, or beam used to build the tower. Magnus said that after dinner we could go to the top and see all of Paris. It was unbelievable to think that he did all of this for me.

I was awestruck. "I don't know what to say…Just how…its so mesmerizing baby."

A cute smirk toyed at the corners of his mouth. "I told you I know a guy!" He reached across the table and took my hands in his. "I'm glad you like it. I'll do anything for you Alexander. No matter the cost. You should know that you are my everything."

"WAITER!" He called.

The same man scampered over to us and politely said, "Yes sirs?"

"Well have a bottle of champing and tell the chef to bring out Magnus' special. That'll be all. Thank you."

The waiter replied, "Yes!" and skipped off.

Magnus began making small talk. "So what'd you do when I was gone today?"

"Well. You shoved me through a portal and then left me in the room. I was expecting to spend the day with you but instead I sat in the room watching day time television. Glee was running a marathon. Oh. And to spite you I drank all the coke, juices and waters in the cooler."

Raising his hands as if to say he was innocent, he said. "Whoa whoa whoa. Chill with the sarcasm little shadow hunter." He winked at me. "Well wasn't it all worth it?"

I looked around me at this beautiful sight and sighed. "Yes. I suppose it-"

"Excuse me sirs! Here's the champagne and two glasses!" he popped the cork. He began to pour two glasses and spilled a bit on Magnus' pants. I giggled.

"We'll take it from here…" Maggy said as he took the bottle from him. The waiter attempted to apologize but Magnus raised a hand to silence him. He backed away quickly and tripped over his feet. He got up and clumsily ran back to the kitchen area.

Magnus then continued to pour our drinks. He retrieved a tiny purple vial from inside of his jacket pocket; he poured all of its contents into my glass. He picked up his glass, as if he was ready to propose a toast.

"Let's toast my dear. Toast to a great vacation, our love, and a happy eternity together. Forever."

"Magnus what did you pour into my glass?"

A sweetener. I don't think anyone as holy as you should really…ya know… DRINK. My little angel." He chuckled clinked his glass against mine and downed all his champagne.

I followed suit. "This is lovely Mag. I'm so hungry. What is the special?"

"It should be filet minion, and potatoes for me with a side of escargot. And for you my dear I ordered, pasta primavera and garlic bread."

"OOOOORRRRDER UP!" announced our waiter. I peeked at his name tag. Apparently his name was Pierre. Pierre seemed to be about 15. His jet black curls were popping out from under his black cap. His jeans were dark blue and fitted, accompanied with a blue tee shirt and a flour dusted black apron. His facial features were cute and boyish. His eyes were light green and alluring. He had a cute button nose and straight white teeth. I'd say he's pretty cute for a klutz.

Careful as not to drop any of the food, he brought a tray with him that carried our food. It opened up like a table. He picked up a dish and placed Magnus' plate in front of him and slid mine down after.

"Eeeer…enjoy guys!" he said with a goofy smile and started to walk away but he quickly turned around. "By the way, I'll be your tour guide as well!" Then he awkwardly walked away, nearly falling on his face a few times in the process.

I couldn't help but notice that Magnus had nearly eaten all of his food, and I must have been staring at Pierre.

"Do you feel okay?" Maggy asked me breaking my train of thought.

"Uhm. Yes. I feel a little tired though." I yawned.

I couldn't help but notice that Maggy had a strange twinkle in his eye. The same look that he had when he went back to the room after he got off the elevator. Something is going on with him…I'm gonna figure it out… but then again he looks so happy!

"You gonna finish that Alec?"

"Nawh… I feel kind of sick..."

"Yes you do look paler than normal. Well call the waiter and he can take us on the tour. You have got to see this view! You'll love it! I bet it'd make you feel better." His voice was warm and makes my skin prickle in anticipation.

"Okay!" I squealed. "Let's go!"

'WAIT-"

"Maggy! Shhh! His name is Pierre!"

"Okay…?"

"WAITER! WE'RE READY-"

"MAGNUS BANE. HIS NAME IS PIERRE! BE PROFESSIONAL." We yell-whispered.

"okay okay. PIERRE! WE'RE READY FOR THE TOUR!"

Out of what must have been the kitchen, Pierre's head bobbed out. He quickly scurried over to us.

"I'm here to escort you sirs." He smiled up at us. "Follow me this way!"

He led us to the elevator inside the tower and the way up he started to tell us the history of the tower. It was fascinating. The elevator was making me feel so nauseous. Thankfully, the ride was over quickly and the led us to the scenic overview. We could see all of Paris. I couldn't believe my eyes. This was a beautiful city and it was so historic. There is so much that goes on here… so much that already has. I didn't really want to think about what I was witnessing. I just wanted to take it all in.

"Maggy...I-"

"Shhhh…my angel."

"But… this is so perfect."

Magnus slid his warm, soft hands around my waist. He pulled me in and held me close. We stood their together bodies intertwined, and watched paris in the soft twilight. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, "I love you Alec. With all my heart."