Sweet Little Serena (Rewrite)

Ragnor Fell Falls

"My darling Angel," Magnus said empathetically as he hugged the blonde Shadowhunter who was trying not to cry again. She'd spent most of the last night crying as she dealt with the news, before she fell asleep in Alec's arms, exhausted from everything. As Magnus pulled away, he tsked as he examined her bloodshot and puffy eyes. "Tears are not a good look for you. Nor one I like on you either," he commented.

"You and me both Magnus," Alec said as he took a seat, knowing that the warlock would surely be able to cheer her up.

"I know what will make you feel better," Magnus grinned as he began flourishing his fingers.

"Magnus, you don't need to -"

Serena cut herself off as a massive cheeseburger, fries and coke appeared on the table in front of the chair next to Alec. And she couldn't help but smile, it was her favourite meal.

"Valentine is not worth your tears or your time. But rest assured, you are unchanged in the eyes of all Downworlders. They know all you've done for them. And they don't see you any differently. They know no child of Valentine would've fought for them as valiantly as you have."

"Thank you, Magnus," Serena smiled as she sat down and began to eat, not remembering the last time she had solid food and didn't just use a nourishment rune to keep her going.

Alec couldn't help but smile at his wife as he stole a fry and they were soon joined by Jace, Clary, and Izzy.

"Sorry I'm late, I was following up on a lead," Hodge said as he walked into the control room. "We've narrowed down our list of warlocks, to these three," he said as he put their images up onto the screen.

"Why is Ragnor Fell up there? He is not more powerful than I am," Magnus said, somewhat offended.

"He is older," Serena pointed out, mouth half full of food and Magnus glared at her.

"Certainly not wiser. And to think I magicked up that food to make you feel better."

"It does very much, thank you," Serena said both genuinely and sarcastically as she swallowed.

"Who is Ragnor Fell?" Clary asked.

"The former High Warlock of London," Alec answered.

"And one of my oldest friends. Very prickly, likes to keep to himself," Magnus said.

"We just have to figure out which one of these three would've had enough access to Jocelyn to create to potion for her, without anyone figuring out what they'd done," Hodge instructed.

"Easy," Serena said, mouth full as she chewed. "Ragnor. He was a professor in Idris when Jocelyn lived there in the 90s."

They all looked at her, surprised.

"What? I did my homework."

She was met with soft smiles as Alec kissed her temple and Magnus exclaimed, "That little bugger! That's we he hasn't responded to my fire message. Ever since Valentine began hunting Warlocks, Ragnor's been holed up in his secret country house, just outside of London."

"He probably suspected that your fire message was a ploy by Valentine to lure him out of hiding," Alec said and Magnus agreed.

"We'll have to confront him face to face," Magnus said.

"You're going on this mission?" Hodge asked.

"Of course! I'm the only one Ragnor trusts. And I'd have an even better chance of waking Jocelyn with the Downworlder diplomat on my side," Magnus said sending Serena a hopeful look as she finished her food and was sipping her drink, no longer starving.