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Shadowhunters 3x17: Heavenly Fire

9-1-1 LONE STAR S01E10

Title: Austin, We Have a Problem

Date Air: 9 March 2020

Written by: Rashad Raisani & Tim Minear

Pairing: Malec Trope: Good-with-Kids Alec, Madzie!, Different First Meeting, Canon AU

Prompt:

Alec comes across Iris and Madzie at a park during an afternoon coffee run. After a bit of chatting, Iris sees that he's charmed her usually shy young ward and realizes he's actually quite good with kids. She persuades/convinces him to help her with her wards by coming by to babysit when she needs to go somewhere.

("The High Warlock isn't fond of kids, did you know that? Has me taking care of all these abandoned warlock children because he can't be bothered. But I do everything I can to give them a good home until I can find someone to adopt them.") - Iris knows keeping her enemy closer is imperative, now that her underground operation is really taking off.

Alec, a little blinded by the fact she's willing to trust him and definitely pre-occupied by caring for a host of babies and toddlers (that he is completely enamoured with), doesn't realize the truth of what she's doing. There is a locked door to a basement, but that's just for storage, isn't it?

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Story Summary:

In a world where The Circle were triumphant and their leadership within The Clave resulted in the mass cull of every demon-blooded being on the planet.

Magnus Bane is an infamous rebel leader on the run from shadowhunters. Alec Lightwood is a traitor hidden in plain sight, an insignificant foot soldier working out of the New York institute. Together, they are the legends of the Downworld survivors.

Read from the beginning HERE on Ao3

Chapter 16 Sneak Peek:

“Alec, listen to me, you need to breathe now, okay? It was just a nightmare. You need to breathe.”

“I killed them,” Alec gasped, dreading that Magnus would hate him, desperate for Magnus to hate him because somebody had to. “Magnus, you don’t understand… You don’t understand…!”

Magnus shook his head. “Alec,” he said and Alec broke down into another series of sobs simply at the tone of his voice. He wasn’t angry. He was kind. “I do understand. I know what The Clave ordered you to do. I know that when you were young it made sense because it was all you knew.”

Alec sobbed and tried to push him away. “Don’t defend me!”

She doesn’t know how to do this. Not on her own. But she’s not on her own.

When her mom is attacked and injured, Madzie turns to their family for help. (Set way in the future - Madzie's 32.)

~oOo~

Madzie checks her phone, unsurprised to see that her mom hasn’t replied to the text telling her that Madzie’s on her way home, after spending the evening researching pyrotechnic charms in the attic library of the Spiral Labyrinth’s new chapter in Queens. It’s pretty late – nearly eleven at night – and Catarina’s just coming off a double shift that probably wound its way halfway into a triple. She’s likely exhausted, both magically and physically, and Madzie’s always hesitant to text at all on these nights. But her mom, for all her wisdom in other areas, seems to forget that even for immortals, thirty-two is definitely old enough to be considered a grown-up - whether she chooses to live at home or not – and she gets… snippy if Madzie doesn’t check in every now and then.

She rolls her eyes – albeit fondly – as she portals into the alley just outside their building, and makes her way up to their apartment the Mundane way. If her mom’s asleep, it’ll disturb the wards less to walk in than to portal, and she doesn’t want to wake her.

But as she raises her key to the lock, intending to enter as quietly as she can, a shriek from the other side of the door derails that plan.

Eyes wide, Madzie blasts open the door, barely registering her mom slumped against the wall before she lets out a guttural scream, reaching out towards the figure leaning over her and shoving with all her might and magic. She plants herself between her mom and the intruder, glaring at the latter as they stand amidst the wreckage of the living room, a sign of the fight her mom must have put up before Madzie got home. ‘Leave her alone!’ she says, emptying as much threat into her tone as she can.

The figure looks up, and Madzie’s heart stops for a couple of beats, her gills flaring at the sides of her neck. Nana, something inside her whispers, even after all this time; even as she swallows it down, and instead says, ‘Iris?’

~oOo~