A LOST LOVE FOUND • alec lightwood [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER NINE

Four days later, I was outside the institute on a big patch of open grass, sparring with my brother. It was a slow day at the institute; surprisingly. The search for Jonathan was city wide; every Shadowhunter was on high alert for the demonic Morgenstern but no one has spotted him yet. I told Izzie and Jace about my baby that I lost two days ago and they are angry with Jonathan and remorseful for me and Alec. There was tears, a lot of tears. And snot filled noses. For now, no one else knows and they don’t need to either.

But I still have a lot of anger that isn’t good for me, so, I decided to work out and Jace volunteered to spar with me. I smirked smugly as my brother swinged at me before I ducked and hit him at the back of his knees with the sparring stick – sending him to the ground with a thud that was somewhat disguised by the grass.

Jace groaned loudly, “Seriously?” He panted, out of breath from the unexpected fall. I shrugged as I placed my foot on his throat lightly. Suddenly, he grabbed my leg and pulled me down. I quickly wrapped my arms around myself; bracing myself for the fall. It was my turn to groan as a sharp pain shot through my body. Luckily though, it was gone as soon as it came. I really did love that side of being a Reaper.

Speaking of being a Reaper, starting two days ago Magnus started giving me lessons on how to control my powers. It has gone terribly. I vaporized a five hundred year old vase; broke all of his windows – twice – and set of one of his Persian rugs on fire.

Luckily, he had left the apartment before I started taking energy. I didn’t want to hurt Alec so my condition was that he wouldn’t be allowed near me, even though Magnus assured me that the only person neither me or my Reaper side would ever hurt on this earth, is Alec. Magnus told me that if push comes to shove, my Reaper side would hurt even Izzie and Jace. I don’t like that. At all.

A laugh bubbled up my throat and left my lips as I lay next to my brother. We just laid there, not moving. A few seconds or maybe even minutes later, Jace moved and laid down next to me. And there – on the patch of grass, our sticks laying somewhere with the sun shining down brightly at us and the rest of New York  – we laid down. It was quiet for another while before he said, “I love you.”

“I know.”

“And I’m here. You know that, right, sis?” I sighed deeply, pulling some of the grass between my fingers.

I smiled softly and turned my head to him, “I know. And I know, Jacey.” I scooted closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder, nonverbally letting him know that I appreciate his words more than I can put into words. We lapsed into another silence, just laying there while looking at the blue sky, now and again I spotted a bird, when suddenly something slipped out of my mouth without me meaning it to.

“She had our eyes.” My eyes stinged and my breathing got a little harder, so I sat up and looked at the trees that surrounded us. Jace wrapped an arm around my shoulders and I leaned into him, closing my eyes as tears fell from my eyes. “And Alec and Izzie’s black hair. She was perfect.” My voice was soft and vunerable.

“I don’t know what to say other than I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Sammy.” He told me, his own voice soft and filled with hurt. His voice was then set with determination and darkness that was hard enough that anyone besides me, Alec or Izzie would have flinched. “We’re gonna find him, and we’re gonna make him pay.”

***

“No.”

“Please, babe. I just want to help you.”

“No, Alec.” A sigh left my lungs as I gave Alec the same answer I’ve been giving him for the past two days. He’s been pestering me about going to Magnus’ with me, to help with my Reaper powers. Each time I’ve said no, obviously. I don’t care what guarantee’s the warlock can give me, I simply will not put Alec in even the slightest hint of danger.