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Emma PoV
"Why lie?" Mark asked, and held out his hand, half beckoning her forward, not only in body but mind too. Suddenly, the young shadowhunter could not take her own weight anymore, because the last few days had drained her down to her soul, and she unceremoniously fell in to him.
Mark PoV
His arms came up around her before he knew what had happened. He just gently stroked her hair as she cried into his shoulder, him whispering sweetly and softly "it is alright Emma don't worry," over and over again into her ear. A minute later she pulled back and just stood, aimless and unsure for a few seconds, before sitting down on the bed so fast that if he had not spend the last few years watching the world go by at such fast speeds from the sky he would have missed it completely.
Emma PoV
As she looked up at Mark's mismatched eyes she knew that she needed to tell him the truth to get him on her side. So she steeled herself, trying to find the best thing to start with. So she started at the end, because the beginning was too painful.
"After s-s-saving Kit, Jem told me of a curse, th-th-that befalls parabatai that fall in love. It turns there runes, m-m-more powerful, than any other shadowhunter, and it will make the pair mad and it will most likely kill them" Emma stuttered. Mark simply nodded as seemed, suddenly to put the pieces together, "When Julian got shot with a poison crossbow bolt, I was so scared and worried because normal runes were not working and then I finally let all my bottled up feelings I didn't know I had out, and then my next rune seemed to almost glow as it worked I wasn't sure how I felt after," The look on Mark's face was one that told her he knew how it felt, he knew how forbidding love feels because of Kieran and the wild hunt.
"I got the warning from the convergence, so I went to the convergence by myself," She suddenly stopped as Mark started to speak, before glaring at him and continuing, "I know what you're going to say that it was stupid and dangerous, I got the whole lecture off Julian already, but I got a tip off by someone at the Shadow Market that someone wanted me dead, and I couldn't put Julian or the rest of you in danger, more than normally anyway. Well I got there, and there were no monsters, there was no one at all really, and then I found a door, that lead straight to the bottom of the sea. I almost drowned but Julian found me and carried me to beach he told me how he started spitting out the water that I breathed in. Then well, let's just say we spent the night on the beach," Emma explained, blushing a deep pink as she remembered that night.
"Oh. Ooooh," Mark said, suddenly connecting the dots, "do you mean you actually?" "Yeah," she whispered, looking away because she could feel the heat on her cheeks, "and then came the day of the whipping," she continued, not concentrating on the fact that Mark's face went white when she mention the whipping, "When Julian got whipped it felt strange, because as parabatai, we do feel a slight pain if the other is hurt, like, um, the pain from a years old wound, but what I felt, what I felt it, it wasn't normal it was more painful than normal. When I woke up he showed me what in his secret room. It is the paintings of me that he has been painting of me since he was 12 and all his love shows in them."
"Do you know what, since I returned here that has been bugging me, you know what was in there, I guessed it was something, like, bad like bodies well not bodies but you know something a bit darker than paintings." Mark commented; shocked at what was in the room. "Yeah, I know right, I thought the same, like that to," Emma then looked to Mark once more before continuing the story, "Before we attacked Malcolm, Julian put an endurance mark on me, and it glowed like a fire below my skin, and when Malcolm attacked me the rune saved me, it stopped an attack that would have killed me."
Mark PoV
"So Mark will you help me?" Emma asked for the second time. Mark found himself thinking of Kieran more and more as the story went on. That was until Emma was saying his name and snapping her finger in front of his head, and he looked up and she asked him, a little annoyed, "Have you been listening mark?" Mark looked up and simply said "You love Julian and Julian loves you but there a curse that would kill both of you and destroy the rest of our family," he said, a hint of annoyance creeping into his voice.
"So you wish us to crush my brothers heart and yours along with it, with a false love between us," Mark asked, making sure he had heard Emma right. Emma simply looked up at him, and with tears in her eyes explained, "It will destroy him but it is kinder than what will happen if we were caught or worse if not and we descended into madness and hurt the family in any way. They mean the world to him and I will not be the reason he loses them." Emma stood up and looked lost again, her gaze flitting aimlessly around the room.
Mark was next to Emma in two strides, and hugged her tightly. Mark whispered, "I know when you and Julian are having trouble sleeping, you sleep next to each other," Emma pulled up and away from him. "But that was our secret?" Emma asked bewildered, unsure how he knew. Mark simply replied, "It was, but Julian told me about it once, after I woke up screaming he told me about his nightmare of him killing our father and how you saved him from them and that you yourself have nightmare of your parents. I know you can't go to Julian now, but if you wish I will stay or you could come to my room if you prefer."
Emma looked at him in pure horror, "just because we will be acting like that does not mean we will be doing that," she snapped, the walls coming back up. Mark let out a full, hearty laugh. When he finally stopped he looked her in the eye and said "I didn't mean it like that, if you wish it I would stay full clothed and just simply hold you."
Emma PoV
Emma found herself looking up with relief and laughing, truly laughing, something she didn't think she would be doing anytime soon. "Mark," she asked, "why would you do that?" He turned away from her and let out a quiet breath. "You are not the only one that misses someone to hold in the night." Emma chastised herself for not thinking about Mark's broken heart as well.
"Mark I am so, so, sorry I didn't think about your feelings about Kier-" Mark turned with deadly speed "Don't say his name, just, please, please don't." Mark begged. Mark closed his eyes and said "I will do this under one condition" Emma didn't know what it might be. Emma looked at him straight in the face and said, "And what will that be?" Mark look up with a look Emma could not place. "I will not live a lie." Emma replied, curiously, but oddly detached, "and what does that mean?"
Mark made just a moment of eye contact, before glancing away and continued, "We both need something, to distract us away from those that we love." Realisation dawned on Emma, "You want for us to try and be a proper couple." Mark looked sheepish and said "Yes, to try escaped those who we are bound to." Emma stayed quite for so long Mark was about to leave when Emma said, calmly, "Stay the night - clothes on please - and we will see how it goes from there."
As Emma started to sleep she felt Mark with his arms around her. It didn't feel like Julian but it was better than nothing. As she started to sleep she didn't have the feeling of safety and comfort and belonging, she normally got with Julian, but it was not as bad as it was trying to sleep by herself.
Julian PoV
Julian couldn't sleep. He hoped to slide in to Emma's bed just once more just to sleep and gaze upon her asleep. It was his favourite time to look at her, as she gasps or the strangest of noises she made and with her unguarded expressions that tell him of her dreams. The last thing he had expected to see was his greatest love and his brother together. He had quietly slid the door open as he had done so many times; it was second nature by now. He didn't see the other lump under the cover till he was half way there, when something shifted away and bright blonde hair stuck out over the cover, not Emma's golden hair but shorter, more ashy, white blonde hair. Mark's hair.
Julian stopped in his tracks, the first thought was he had gone to where he used to go when he was younger and had problems, he had unconsciously gone to Mark's room, after all he still found himself going there when he needed advice. After Mark was gone, he would go and he would sit on the bed and he would think what Mark would say about what it was that was bothering him, at least until Mark came back. Then something moved again, and this time long, golden hair, that could only be Emma's, popped out, and at that moment Julian almost launched himself at Mark to kill him, but the only thing that stopped him was remembering his brother and sister after the dark wars, and then after Mark came back and how hard it would be for them if they lost their oldest brother.
Julian slipped from the room, and ran down the hallway until he just collapsed against the wall and slid down and stayed there for a full hour with his head on his knees, trying not to cry because he had lost Emma. He then started towards his studio, where he pulled a clean canvas onto the easel, and painted Emma in a way he never had before, without the bright colours, but in shadows of black and white. It was Emma's room, something he had painted so many times, but this was different, there was Emma cuddling and curled up to Mark. He just finished the painting as the sun began to shine through the window. Julian breathed in deeply, and pulled himself together, as he knew he had to be strong, and he set of for the kitchen to set everything up before the kids woke up.