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Isabelle drifted over, Jace a pace behind her. She was wearing a long black dress with boots and an even longer cutaway coat of soft green velvet, the color of moss. "I can't believe you did it!" she exclaimed. "How did you get Magnus to let Jace leave?"
"Traded him for Alec," Clary said.
Isabelle looked mildly alarmed. "Not permanently?"
"No," said Jace. "Just for a few hours. Unless I don't come back," he added thoughtfully. "In which case, maybe he does get to keep Alec. Think of it as a lease with an option to buy."
Isabelle looked dubious. "Mom and Dad won't be pleased if they find out."
"That you freed a possible criminal by trading away your brother to a warlock who looks like a gay Sonic the Hedgehog and dresses like the Child Catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?" Simon inquired. "No, probably not.

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Alec looked at her and shook his head. "How do you manage never to get mud on your clothes?"
Isabelle shrugged philosophically. "I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt.

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I don't care," Clary said. "He'd do it for me. Tell me he wouldn't. If I were missing-"
"He'd burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know," Alec said.

You never called me back," he said. "I called you so many times and you never called me back."
Magnus looked at Alec as if he'd lost his mind. "Your city is under attack," he said. "The wards have been broken, and the streets are full of demons. And you want to know why I haven't
called you?
"
Alec set his jaw in a stubborn line. "I want to know why you haven't called me
back.
"
Magnus threw his hands up in the air in a gesture of utter exasperation. Alec noted with interest that when he did it, a few sparks escaped from his fingertips, like fireflies escaping from a jar. "You're an idiot."
"Is
that
why you haven't called me? Because I'm an idiot?"
"No." Magnus strode toward him. "I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else - someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do."
"You
love
me?"
"You stupid Nephilim," Magnus said patiently. "Why else am I here? Why else would I have spent the past few weeks patching up all your moronic friends every time they got hurt? And getting you out of every ridiculous situation you found yourself in? Not to mention helping you win a battle against Valentine. And all completely free of charge!

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We're not dating," Alec said again.
"Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?

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I did not make a pie,” Alec repeated, gesturing expressively with one hand, “for three reasons. One, because I do not have any pie ingredients. Two, because I don’t actually
know how to make a pie.”
He paused, clearly waiting.
Removing his sword and leaning it against the cave wall, Jace said warily, “And three?”
“Because I am not your bitch,” Alec said, clearly pleased with himself.

Basia coquum," Simon said. "Or whatever their motto is."
"It's 'Descensus Averno facilis est.' 'The descent into hell is easy," said Alec. "You just said "Kiss the cook."
"Dammit," said Simon. "I knew Jace was screwing with me.

I get the feeling," Alec said, and smiled, "she hasn't forgiven me for betraying you, as she sees it."
"Good girl," said Jace with appreciation.
"I didn't betray you, idiot."
"It's the thought that counts.

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Isabelle snorted. 'All the boys are gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon.'
'You noticed' said Simon.
'I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,' added Magnus.
'Please never say those words in front of my parents,' said Alec. 'Especially my father.'
'I thought your parents were okay with you, you know, coming out,' Simon said, leaning around Isabelle to look at Alec, who was — as he often was — scowling, and pushing his floppy dark hair out of his eyes. Aside from the occasional exchange, Simon had never talked to Alec much. He wasn’t an easy person to get to know. But, Simon admitted to himself, his own recent estrangement from his mother made him more curious about Alec’s answer than he would have been otherwise.
'My mother seems to have accepted it,' Alec said. 'But my father — no, not really. Once he asked me what I thought had turned me gay.'
Simon felt Isabelle tense next to him. 'Turned you gay?' She sounded incredulous. 'Alec, you didn’t tell me that.'
'I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider,' said Simon.
Magnus snorted; Isabelle looked confused. 'I’ve read Magnus’s stash of comics,' said Alec, 'so I actually know what you’re talking about' A small smile played around his mouth. 'So would that give me the proportional gayness of a spider?'
'Only if it was a really gay spider,' said Magnus, and he yelled as Alec punched him in the arm. 'Ow, okay, never mind.

We shouldn’t, protested Isabelle. The Clave has a plan.
The Clave has the collective intelligence of a pineapple, said Jace.
Alec blinked up at them. Jace is right.
Isabelle turned on her brother. What do you know? You weren’t even paying attention.
I was, Alec said, injured. I said Jace was right.
Yeah, but there’s like a 90% chance of me being right most of the time, so that’s not proof you were listening, said Jace. That’s just a good guess.

Just because you said dragon demons were extinct—"
"I said mostly extinct."
Alec jabbed a finger toward him.
"Mostly extinct," he said, his voice trembling with rage, "is NOT
EXTINCT ENOUGH."
"I see," said Jace. "I'll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from 'almost extinct' to 'not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.' Will that make you happy?

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It's not funny, Jace," Alec interrupted, starting to his feet. "Are you just going to let her stand there and call me names?"
"Yes," Jace said kindly. "It'll do you good-- try to think of it as endurance training.

Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.

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Does she still love you?"
"I don't think so," Magnus said dryly. "She wasn't very pleasant the last time I saw her. Of course, that could be because I've got an eighteen year-old boyfriend with a stamina rune and she doesn't."
Alec sputtered. "As the person being objectified, I ... object to that description of me.

Magnus rolled onto his back and put his feet up on the arm of the sofa. What do you care if Alec’s miserable?
What do I
care
? Jace said, so loudly that Chairman Meow rolled off the couch and landed on the floor. Of course I care about Alec; he’s my best friend, my
parabatai
. And he’s unhappy. And so are you, by the look of things. Takeout containers everywhere, you haven’t done anything to fix up the place, your cat looks dead —
He’s not dead.

Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.

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Brother Zachariah,” Isabelle said. “Months January through December of the Hot Silent Brothers Calendar. What’s he doing here?”
“There’s a Hot Silent Brothers Calendar?” said Alec. “Do they sell it?

You’re here! Isabelle danced up to them in delight, carrying a glass of fuchsia liquid, which she thrust at Clary. Have some of this!
Clary squinted at it. Is it going to turn me into a rodent?
Where is the trust? I think it’s strawberry juice, Isabelle said. Anyways, it’s yummy. Jace? She offered him the glass.
I am a man, he told her, and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone, woman, and bring me something brown.
Brown? Isabelle made a face.
Brown is a manly color, said Jace, and yanked on a stray lock of Isabelle’s hair with his free hand. In fact, look – Alec is wearing it.
Alec looked mournfully down at his sweater. It was black, he said. But then it faded.
You could dress it up with a sequined headband, Magnus suggested, offering his boyfriend something blue and sparkly. Just a thought.
Resist the urge, Alec. Simon was sitting on the edge of a low wall with Maia beside him, though she appeared to be deep in conversation with Aline. You’ll look like Olivia Newton-John in Xanadu.
There are worse things, Magnus observed.

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Magnus sighed. "Alexander, I've been alive for hundreds of years. I've been with men, been with women - with faeries and warlocks and vampires, and even a djinn or two." He looked sideways at Maryse, who looked mildly horrified. "Too much information?

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I've noticed the Fair Folk often say 'perhaps' when there is a truth they want to hide," Clary said. "It keeps you from having to give a straight answer."
"Perhaps so," said the Queen with an amused smile.
"'Mayhap' is a good word too," Alec suggested.
"Also 'perchance,'" Izzy said.
"I see nothing wrong with 'maybe'," said Simon. "A little modern, but the gist of the idea comes across.

Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me.
Liked
me, liked me.

Liked
you, liked you? Magnus buried his grin in the cat’s fur. Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don’t recall saying anything to Isabelle . . .

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Good organization, said Magnus. I knew the man who founded it, back in the 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable old werewolf family.
Alec made an ugly sound in the back of his throat. Did you sleep with him, too?
Magnus’s cat eyes widened. Alexander!

Alec isn’t happy, said Magnus, as if she hadn’t spoken.
Of course he isn’t, Isabelle snapped. Jace—
Jace, said Magnus, and his hands made fists at his sides. Isabelle stared at him. She had always thought that he didn’t mind Jace; liked him, even, once the question of Alec’s affections had been settled. Out loud, she said:
I thought you were friends.
It’s not that, said Magnus. There are some people — people the universe seems to have singled out for special destinies. Special favors and special torments. God knows we’re all drawn toward what’s beautiful and broken; I have been, but some people cannot be fixed. Or if they can be, it’s only by love and sacrifice so great it destroys the giver.
Isabelle shook her head slowly. You’ve lost me. Jace is our brother, but for Alec — he’s Jace’s parabatai too —
I know about parabatai, said Magnus, his voice rising in pitch. I’ve known parabatai so close they were almost the same person; do you know what happens, when one of them dies, to the one that’s left—
Stop it! Isabelle clapped her hands over her ears, then lowered them slowly. How dare you, Magnus Bane, she said.
How dare you make this worse than it is —
Isabelle. Magnus’ hands loosened; he looked a little wide-eyed, as if his outburst had startled even him. I am sorry. I forget, sometimes . . . that with all your self-control and strength, you possess the same vulnerability that Alec does.
There is nothing weak about Alec, said Isabelle.
No, said Magnus. To love as you choose, that takes strength. The thing is, I wanted you here for him. There are things I can’t do for him, can’t give him . . . For a moment Magnus looked oddly vulnerable. You have known Jace as long as he has. You can give him understanding I can’t. And he loves you.
Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.
Blood isn’t love, said Magnus, and his voice was bitter. Just ask Clary.

You could give me the past, he said a little sadly. But Alec is my future.

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I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider.

WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?" There was a sound of shattering glass, and they both sat up to see Alec glaring at them. He had dropped the empty bottle of wine he had been carrying, and there were bits of sparkly glass all over the cave floor. "WHY CAN'T YOU GO SOMEWHERE ELSE TO DO THESE HORRIBLE THINGS? MY EYES."
"It's a demon realm, Alec," Isabelle said. "There's nowhere for us to go."
"And you said I should look after her-" Simon began, then realized that would not be a productive line of conversation, and shut up.

Iz," Alec said tiredly. "It's not like it's one big bad thing. It's a lot of little invisible things. When Magnus and I were traveling, and I'd call from the road, Dad never asked how he was. When I get up to talk in Clave meetings, no one listens, and I don't know if that's because I'm young or if it's because of something else. I saw Mom talking to a friend about her grandchildren and the second I walked into the room they shut up. Irina Cartwright told me it was a pity no one would ever inherit my blue eyes now." He shrugged and looked toward Magnus, who took a hand off the wheel for a moment to place it on Alec's. "It's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. It's a million little paper cuts every day.

Alec," Magnus said. He put a hand on his boyfriend’s shoulder; Alec was standing still, staring angrily at the floor. "Are you okay?"
Alec looked at him. "Who are you again?"
Magnus gave a little gasp; he looked — for the first time Simon could remember — actually unnerved. It lasted only a moment, but it was there. "Alexander," he said.
"Too soon to joke about the happy memory thing, I take it," Alec said.

It's a girl," Jace said, recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.

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You don't believe me?" Jace asked. "Fine. Go ahead. Kiss me right now."
Alec stared at him in horror.
"Exactly. Despite my staggering good lucks, you actually don't like me that way.

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But the name Magnus Bane made him think of a towering sort of figure, with huge shoulders and formal purple warlock’s robes, calling down fire and lightning. Not Magnus himself, who was more of a cross between a panther and a demented elf.

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Wear that scarf," he said, pointing to a blue cashmere scarf hanging on a peg. "It matches your eyes."
Alec looked at it. Suddenly he was filled with hate - for the scarf, for Magnus, and most of all for himself. "Don't tell me," he said. "The scarf's a hundred years old, and it was given to you by Queen Victoria right before she died, for special services to the Crown or something."
Magnus sat up. "What's gotten into you?"
Alec stared at him. "Am I the newest thing in this apartment?"
"I think that honor goes to Chairman Meow. He's only two."
"I said newest, not youngest," Alec snapped.

Isabelle snorted, "All the boys
are
gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon."
"You noticed," said Simon.
"I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual," added Magnus.
"Please never say those words in front of my parents," said Alec.

You're a Shadowhunter," he said. "You know how to deal with injuries." He slid his stele across the table toward her. "Use it."
"No," Clary said, and pushed the stele back across the table at him.
Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. "Clary—"
"She said she doesn't want it," said Simon. "Ha-ha."
"Ha-ha?" Jace looked incredulous. "That's your comeback?"
Alec, folding his phone, approached the table with a puzzled look. "What's going on?"
"We seem to be trapped in an episode of One Life to Waste," Magnus observed. "It's all very dull.

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Isabelle looked at him thoughtfully. "Did you seriously jump thirty feet out of a Malachi Configuration? Did he, Alec?"
"He did," Alec confirmed. "I've never seen anything like it."
"I've never seen anything like this." Jace lifted a ten-inch dagger from the floor. One of Isabelle's pink brassiers was spread on the wickedly sharp tip. Isabelle snached it off, scowling.

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Warlock, he said. I know who you are.
Magnus raised his eyebrows. You do?
Magnus Bane. Destroyer of the demon Marabas. Son of—
Now, said Magnus, quickly. There’s no need to go into all of that.
But there is. The demon sounded reasonable, even amused. If it is infernal assistance you require, why not summon your father?
Alec looked at Magnus with his mouth open.

No one blames her."
"That never matters," said Alec. "Not when you blame yourself.

You are not trivial.

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Lightwoods, Magnus said. They always have to have the last word.

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But Magnus, he thought. You never told me. Never warned me it would be like this, that I would wake up one day and realize that I was going somewhere you couldn't follow. That we are essentially not the same. There's no "till death do us apart" for those who never die.

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Sweet pea?'" Alec said.
"I was just trying it out."
Alec shook his head. "No."
Magnus shrugged. "I'll keep at it.

Isabelle says the Queen of the Seelie Court has requested an audience with us."
"Sure," said Magnus. "And Madonna wants me as a backup dancer on her next world tour."
Alec looked puzzled. "Who's Madonna?"
"Who's the Queen of the Seelie Court?" said Clary.
"She is the Queen of Faerie," said Magnus. "Well, the local one, anyway."
Jace put his head in his hands. "Tell Isabelle no."
"But she thinks it's a good idea," Alec protested.
"Then tell her no twice."
Alec frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, just that some of Isabelle's ideas are world-beaters and some are total disasters. Remember that idea she had about using abandoned subway tunnels to get around under the city? Talk about giant rats—"
"Let's not," said Simon. "I'd rather not talk about rats at all, in fact.

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Look. I don’t want to push you into anything, but do you maybe want to — Call Magnus? Look, that’s a dead end, I know you’re trying to be helpful, but —
—kiss me? Jace finished.
Alec looked as if he were about to fall off his chair. WHAT? What? What?
Once what would do. Jace did his best to look as if this were the sort of
suggestion one made all the time. I think it might help.
Alec looked at him with something like horror. You don’t mean that.
Why wouldn’t I mean it?
Because you’re the straightest person I know. Possibly the straightest
person in the universe.
Exactly, Jace said, and leaned forward, and kissed Alec on the mouth.
The kiss lasted approximately four seconds before Alec pulled forcefully
away, throwing his hands up as if to ward Jace off from coming at him again.
He looked as if he were about to throw up. By the Angel, he said. Don’t
ever do that again.
Oh yeah? Jace grinned, and almost meant it. That bad?
Like kissing my brother, said Alec, with a look of horror in his eyes.
I thought you might feel that way. Jace crossed his arms over his chest.
Also, I’m hoping we can just gloss over all the irony in what you just said.
We can gloss over whatever you want to, Alec said fervently. Just don’t kiss me again.

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Magnus reached for Alec, but instead of rising to his feet, he pulled Alec against him, his hand sliding up Alec’s back to knot in his hair. Magnus pulled Alec down and against him, and kissed him,hard and awkward and determined, and Alec froze for a moment and then abandoned himself to it, to kissing Magnus, something he’d thought he’d never get to do again. Alec ran his hands up Magnus’s
shoulders to the sides of his neck and cupped his hands there, holding Magnus in place while he kissed him thoroughly breathless.

He recognized and accepted this strange new feeling: that he would rather be hurt himself than hurt Alec.

So it's true what they say about warlocks, then?"
Alec gave him a very unpleasant look. "
What's
true?"
"Alexander," said Magnus coldly, and Clary met Simon's eyes across the table. Hers were wide, green, and full of an expression that said
Uh-oh
. "You can't be rude to everyone who talks to me."
Alec made a wide, sweeping gesture. "And why not? Cramping your style, am I? I mean, maybe you were hoping to flirt with werewolf boy here. He's pretty attractive, if you like the messy-haired, broad-shouldered, chiseled-good-looks type."
"Hey, now," said Jordan mildly.
Magnus put his head in his hands.
"Or there are plenty of pretty girls here, since apparently your taste goes both ways, Is there anything you
aren't
into?"
"Mermaids," said Magnus into his fingers. "They always smell like seaweed."
"It's not
funny
," Alec said savagely, and kicking back his chair, he got up from the table and stalked off into the crowd.

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Green-eyed monsters, said Magnus, and grinned. He deposited Chairman Meow on the ground, and the cat moved over to Alec, and rubbed against his leg. The Chairman likes you.
Is that good?
I never date anyone my cat doesn’t like, Magnus said easily, and stood up. So let’s say Friday night?
A great wave of relief came over Alec. Really? You want to go out with me?
Magnus shook his head. You have to stop playing hard to get, Alexander. It makes things difficult. He grinned.

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It’s me, he said, and cleared his throat. I could understand if you didn’t believe me, but I swear on the Angel, Iz, it’s me. Alec said nothing, but his grip on Jace’s hand tightened. You don’t need to swear, he said, and with his free hand touched the parabatai rune near his collarbone. I know. I can feel it. I don’t feel like I’m missing a part of me anymore.
I felt it too. Jace took a ragged breath. Something missing. I felt it, even with Sebastian, but I didn’t know what it was I was missing. But it was you. My parabatai.

Take my hands, Alec said. And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.

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Alec flushed. "I think it's more important for you to go than me. You're Valentine's son, I'm sure you're the one the Queen really wants to see. Besides, you're charming."
Jace glared at him.
"Maybe not at the moment," Alec amended. "But you're usually charming. And faeries are very susceptible to charm."
"Plus, if you stay here, I've got the whole first season of Gilligan's Island on DVD," Magnus said.
"No one could turn that down," said Jace. He still wouldn't look at Clary.

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