An Evil Kidnapping

Chapter Twelve: Sneezing

WARNINGS: Mentions of past rape/torture.

Okay, I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I just had to much going on to update much. And sorry for it being so long, I couldn't find a good spot to stop it at.
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Magnus set a sleeping Alec down onto his bed, casting a spell over him to make sure he would stay asleep until he was well rested. Knowing Alec, the minute he would wake up without the spell, he would come out of Magnus's room and refuse to fall asleep.

The warlock walked into the loft's main room and collapsed onto the couch, the adrenaline wearing off and making him tired.

Izzy sat next to him, putting her hand on his knee and squeezing it reassuringly, "He'll be okay. Alec is tough. He'll get through this eventually."

Magnus sighed and said tiredly, "But how long will that take? He's not going to forget it ever happened! There might be things that I might say that'll send him into a panic attack, and I'm not good at dealing with them."

Izzy frowned but chose to come back to the previous panic attack later, instead saying, "Just give him time. It's not going to be tomorrow, but give it time and he eventually won't freak out anymore, if he freaks out at all."

Jace jumped into the conversation, turning away from Simon, "He's Alec. Of course he's not going to freak out. At least, not where anyone can see."

Magnus frowned, promising himself he'd make sure to watch Alec carefully. "It's just... I don't know what I'm going to do! I've never had to deal with this!"

"You and Alec will deal with this. You will," Clary said, sitting on the other side of Magnus and wrapping her arms around him.

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Alec opened his eyes slowly, expecting to see the now familiar basement, but was pleasantly surprised when he was greeted by Chairman Meow rubbing his face against his own. Which meant only one thing; he was in Magnus's apartment... And in his bed.

Alec blushed, the scolded himself for it. He's slept on it a million times before, it's not any different now. The only thing that was different was he didn't remember how he got in the bed.

Alec frowned, the last thing he remembered was Magnus summoning his blanket and putting it around Alec. He didn't remember closing his eyes or falling asleep.

He sighed, gently pushing the Chairman off his chest, and tossing the covers off him. He groaned in pain as his very sore body was put to use, shivering as his bare feet touched the ground. The only thing he was wearing were sweatpants that Alec guessed Magnus magicked on him, showing his stomach and bicep's scars.

He stood there for a moment, wanting to go out and find Magnus along with answers, but also wanting to be warm and hide his upper half. After a moment, the need to be warm and hidden was chosen over answers.

Alec quickly walked to Magnus's closet, throwing the doors open and staring at all the colorful clothes. He picked a white one that looked plain, and wasn't covered in as much glitter as the rest, and put it on. The shirt had the words 'so what?' written in pink on it. It was tight around his shoulders and abs - which was expected, it was Magnus's - and if he moved in a certain way, the shirt would ride up and reveal his stomach. He sighed, the glitter was going to stay on him for a while. It was going to be a nightmare to get off.

Alec stepped out of the room and shivered violently. The hallway was even colder than Magnus's room. He went back in Magnus's room and grabbed his blanket, wrapping himself in it.

He walked down the hall, almost tripping over the blanket multiple times, and into the living room. He stood in the doorway, leaning against the wall and grinned at the sight before him.