The pixies were a problem. They decided that Alec's too-long hair was fun to play with, catching it while he swatted carefully at them so that he didn't accidentally hurt them. The Cat had warned him not to harm them, just get them back in their book. Which meant they were free to dump sparkly stuff that made him sneeze all over him and to - his hand caught at the nape of his neck. Braid his hair? His hair should be too short to braid. It wasn't that long.

Maybe it was the perfect length for styling for someone pixie sized.

Magnus would find the situation hilarious.

Managing to get away from the pixies, Alec was considering another strategy when he felt something like a heavy blow to his chest. His heart seemed to skip a few beats as he staggered into main area. Dragging in a breath, vertigo caused his vision to swim briefly. It felt like he was going through the battle in Idris again. When Sebastian and then Valentine had...

No, Jace was safe. He knew Jace was safe. The bond was still there, faint but steady. Shaking his head, he tried to focus on the figure kneeling on the floor. No, he had to be hallucinating. He tried to speak but instead sneezed. If he saw the pixies again...

Finally catching his breath, he managed to say his parabatai's name. "Jace?"