Thank Yous should not be This Tiring (for magnus_bane)

[alexandra_lightwood]

 She wasn't supposed to be out of the Institute.  Technically, she wasn't supposed to be out of bed, but Alec was sure her family was being overprotective.  If she was careful and didn't overexert herself, she could make it to Brooklyn without aggravating her injuries.  Not that they were severe after Magnus had healed her.  

Which was the reason why she'd defied her family's orders to rest.  Magnus had spent the night healing her, keeping her company when she was terrified and sure that she was going to die.  He'd grounded her and made her feel safe despite the pain.  Then, when she was finally coherent enough to be able to think, he'd left her bedside, not saying a word before he leaving the Institute.

It's been frustrating since she'd wanted to thank him for what he'd done.  Magnus had shown her a kindness that she hadn't expected and he had no idea what it had meant to her.

The thought had worried at her until Alec had finally gotten out of bed, struggling to put on jeans and a sweater that was more black than gray, and slowly limped her way to Magnus' apartment building.  Leaning heavily on the wall near the buzzer, she pushed the button, impatiently waiting for Magnus to answer.

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[magnus_bane]

"I only observed most of their doing and their hypocritical claims. But those was over a century ago." Shrugging a little, he knew that Gabriel and Gideon at least tried to clean up the Lightwood name. Not that he stayed in too much contact with the Clave till Jocelyn drug him in. Pausing at her last question, he thought about it honestly. "It starts that way. One Nephilim tried. But in very very different context. I don't spend much time with shadowhunters. Where they've changed a bit as of the century... certain events in the past makes me very wary."

"As for my merit and worth... I've not had much contact with the stalwartly in my corner." There were different kinds of defense. Most that did hear his story about his parents would be the 'I'm sorry' for you crowd. Alec got defensive. That was a far cry different.

People didn't support him. Magnus supported other people. It was how it always went.

Wrapping his arms more firmly about her when she showed no desire to pull away, he let his chin rest on her shoulder. She was warm... solid but lithe with the perfect muscle tone. To him, Alexandra Lightwood was perfect.

"Good to know." Smiling a little smugly, he let his eyes fall closed. "How late may I keep you then? So I won't have the Clave breaking my door down for kidnapping you." Turning his head just a little, he nuzzled just behind her ear. Breathing in her scent, he felt a rush of warmth envelope him in response to her presence just filling his senses. "Just tell me when you're rested up enough to eat as well. I have a feeling I could fall asleep like this..." Another of the catlike features of his.

[alexandra_lightwood]

"We haven't changed much in a century." The thought was depressing in so many ways. Alec hadn't thought of it, not seriously, until she'd met Magnus and the warlock had captured her attention. Then, she began to realize how the Nephilim treated others. It was something she'd felt guilty about and hoped that she could at least act better than she had in the past. "Whatever my ancestors did... I'm sorry."

Shifting closer, her heart ached as she thought of the pain he must have went through over the years because of what his parents had done. "If they haven't realized your worth then you haven't been hanging out with the right people."

People like her, maybe. It seemed possible since they were curled up together. It felt comfortable and safe in a way she didn't expect, waiting to be with him for as long as possible.

She wasn't sure if it was 'good to know' that the kiss had been what she'd hoped for or that she'd warn him if he got too friendly. Maybe it was both, though Alec hoped that it was the kiss he'd referred to since she wanted him to kiss her again.

"No one from the Clave will look." Her parents wouldn't check on her until morning, if then and the only other 'adult' that might care about her was gone. "Izzy might worry but I think she'd know where I was." Since Isabelle had almost shoved her at Magnus, it'd surprise Alec if her sister didn't assume that was where she was.

Cuddling into his side, she closed her eyes, ignoring how sad it must seem that no one would look for her. She couldn't think of that when Magnus was holding her. "I don't mind if we fall asleep." Her voice was soft, hazy with tiredness that Alec hadn't noticed until she realized how warm and happy she was with Magnus' arms around her. "I'm supposed to rest."

[magnus_bane]

"I don't recall any direct assault on me other than verbal from your ancestors. You look nothing like them. Well... One, if you're from her." He was rambling a little, but he rarely thought about Nephilim and bloodlines and what they looked like. After he ran from Will and the others, he did his best to not pay too much attention to them.

When she commented on the 'crowd' he ran with he wanted to snort. The first thought was that people probably shouldn't have bothered with him. If it continued to be an issue, obviously the problem pointed to himself. "If you continue to feel as you do, lovely angel, I will agree with that deduction." Smiling lightly, he moved his head to catch her eye. "Deal?"

He felt a warm pleased sensation in his chest... that disappeared the instant Alec said no one would look for her. The thought that her parents wouldn't even seek her out made him unbelievably upset. Wrapping her up tightly into his arms, he kissed the side of her head. "If it makes you feel better... Alec... I would look for you."

Lifting a hand, he threaded it through her hair gently and lovingly. His eyes were half closed as he watched the silky raven locks slide through his slender fingers. "Then sleep... you do need rest." Pressing his face into Alec's hair, he continued to play with her hair as he drifted off.

"I'll take care of you. I promise."

[alexandra_lightwood]

"I'm glad they didn't hurt you physically at least." It helped a bit to know that so she didn't wonder if they had tried to do the kind of things she'd read about to him. She wasn't sure what she would have said or done if they had. "I might be... everyone says that I don't have the Lightwood eyes, but neither does Izzy." Her parents eyes were blue, but neither one of them had the same shade as Alec's... maybe that was the resemblance Magnus noticed.

Smiling at the idea that Magnus might eventually agree with her, Alec snuggled closer, knowing that her thoughts about him wouldn't change. "Then you should agree now since my opinion is going to stay the same." No matter what things she might have read about warlocks being 'dangerous' she knew that Magnus was a good person.

Her parents disinterest was something she'd gotten used to. They were busy. They had more important things to do than keep an eye on a daughter that was a few weeks away from becoming an adult. It'd hurt, though, that they hadn't been there after the attack. Izzy had been waiting, of course. And Magnus had been the one to comfort her.

"It does make me feel better." She had to be special if Magnus would say that he'd look for her. He wouldn't do that for any patient that he healed. She hoped.

Humming softly as he played with her hair, her eyes drifted closed, sleep slowing her thoughts. "Don't want to ruin our date by falling asleep." But it felt good to be held and to have someone care about her... and to care about someone else. "And I promise to take care of you."