V1S3- That Darn Cat- Psych! It's Magnus Verse

Chapter 12 : So Many Possibilities

       

Summary:

Everything gets wrapped up

Notes:

Okay here is the last chapter; fair warning a LOT of emotion, but all good

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That was amazing! Solving the case, it had been astounding; he'd helped before, with his tips, of course, but actually getting to be part of it? Getting to see it in action, see his information lead to the apprehension of a murderer? It was unbelievable. It was so exciting; putting together all the pieces, laying out all that awful woman's actions. Being the one to prove how she did it, to call her out on it, and for Alexander to not only back him, but actively vouch for him? He was still stunned

Alec had vouched for him, had called him invaluable.

He called him detective.

He couldn't quite stop a bit of a giggle. The way he had looked at him, so impressed by what Magnus had done? The thrill he got from that; from Alexander seeing him, really seeing him, not just what he looked like, but who he truly was, it was unlike anything he'd ever felt.

Really impressive work, detective

Replaying it again in his head, Magnus had never been more thankful for his eidetic memory. He shook his head, with a sigh. The man really was something else.

When they'd got back to the station it'd all been a bit of a blur, Alec was busy with the paper work. Magnus didn't really get a chance to talk to him. Raphael and Simon had took off not long after they'd returned, Alec assuring Simon that he'd handle the paperwork for this one, with a kind smile.

Magnus had ended up leaving the station, slipping out quietly. He really just had no idea what to say anyway. 'Thank you' hardly seemed enough, his usual confidence and eloquence seemingly evaporating. He really had no idea how to even begin to thank the man for what he'd said, for what he did.

He'd retreated to his shop, trying to distract himself with the tasks of readying his new business.

The thing with Alexander was quite complicated. The man was amazing; without a doubt one of the most wonderful people Magnus had ever met. He was absolutely astounding; everything about him made Magnus like him more. Two days ago, when he'd crashed his way onto the case, he had been almost more set on the gorgeous, intriguing detective than on the possibility of the psychic thing. Though he was rather hesitant to admit it, a big part of him was still mostly convinced that he'd lose this chance at being a detective; that it would slip away from him, and he'd be left disappointed, again. At the time, Alec had seemed like a wonderful distraction; he was really quite fun to tease and definitely seemed interested, if his getting so flustered was anything to go by. The man was intelligent, beyond handsome, witty and utterly fascinating to Magnus. He had showed up mostly with the goal of getting the gorgeous man's attention. When he had went so overboard with the cat thing he was almost certain that he'd killed any chance he might have had as far as working the case went. When he'd heard that he was actually on the case, it was like a wakeup call; this was really happening, this was a real, genuine shot, his only shot.

He liked Alec, a lot, was almost certain that there was something there, a definite possibility of something real between them. Up to two days ago, he would have jumped at any chance with him. Then the case happened; then they had had their confrontation, and he realized just what a valuable ally he had in the detective. Having someone like that willing to listen to him, to accept his information, to support his ideas and to genuinely take him seriously? It was something that he really needed going into this.