A/N: Sorry this is so late! Anyway, I decided to go in a much more heartbreaking route than I intended. Thank you so much for the favorites, follows, and reviews! Please continue to review! Anyway, enjoy!

Magnus' point of view

Magnus ran to the institute, and pushed open the gates. His neck felt bare, he had forgotten to put on a scarf. But Magnus didn't care. All that mattered to him now was finding Alec. Magnus saw a figure on the steps of the Institute. He slowed down; Alec, he thought. Then he saw the blond hair. He sighed, but continued walking. Magnus tried to keep his head down; he knew from first-hand experience how protective Herondales were of their parabatai. Jace spotted Magnus and stood up, his golden eyes furious.

"Don't you think you've caused enough trouble?" Jace asked when Magnus reached him. Jace's eyes were filled with sadness.

"Please," Magnus said, looking straight at Jace.

"Well. You haven't seen the state of him," Jace scoffed.

"No, I haven't," Magnus said. Jace stared at him, deciding whether or not to let the warlock pass. Jace could see the regret in his eyes and reluctantly let Magnus pass. Then he turned around and with a burning whisper he said, "But if you ever, hurt Alec again.. by the angel, for your sake you better hope you don't." Magnus knew this was an empty threat, Jace was no match for Magnus, but having an furious parabatai after you was not something to laugh at. Magnus nodded and walked into the Institute as Jace sat back down on the steps. Magnus opened the doors of the Institute.

Alec was there, looking like he had been waiting for Magnus a few hours. He was sitting in a gorgeous white chair, underneath the crystal chandelier.

"Magnus," Alec whispered. Magnus stared straight at Alec's blue eyes. He gave Alec a short nod and said, "Alec."

"So, I'm guessing you got my voicemail," Alec said, combing a hand in his dark hair. Magnus could see how the dark strands ruffled, and remembered how the soft hair felt when Magnus himself had put his hands in it.

"Yes," Magnus said curtly. Everything Magnus had wanted to say was forgotten when he saw Alec. Alec looked as if he hadn't slept in days, and his blue eyes were tired but relieved.

"I... I don't like how we left things," Alec said. "I'm sorry, Magnus, I know I shouldn't have gone to Camille like that. Please, Magnus." Alec's eyes turned wild, like Magnus' forgiveness meant the world to him. Magnus' heart leapt and he was shocked. He hadn't been this emotional in years. He opened his mouth and everything fell apart.

"I love you, Alec, and you know that. But we weren't good together. I opened up to you. I haven't done that in many years," Magnus looked into Alec's eyes. "I can't do it, Alec. You're mortal. You'll die and I won't. And I can't deal with the pain of losing you." I didn't want to say that, Magnus' mind argued with his mouth. Alec's blue eyes turned as dark as the ocean during a storm.

"Then why did you even come?" Alec hissed. Magnus stepped back.

"I needed to explain myself to you. You needed to know my reasons for leaving," Magnus said trying to keep his voice calm, cool, unattached. I will always love you, he wanted to say. I can't think about losing you.

"Get out," Alec whispered. "Please, just leave me alone." Alec turned around and headed up the stairs of the Institute without looking back. If he had, he would've seen the hurt and pain in Magnus' eyes. Magnus left without another word.