I felt fabulous. My nails were painted a shiny black, and the silver rings that my brother gave me made my hands looking great. The main tools of my trade had to be. My wavy long dirty blonde hair now reached down to my hips. I wore my favorite red and black flannel shirt, and ripped skinny jeans. Along with that I had an array of accessories. A leather jacket, three silver necklaces and a black swayed choker. I had recently priced my ears again, I now had three holes in each of my ears. Two in each of my lobes, an industrial piercing in my left ear, and a daith piercing in my right. To finish off the look a beautiful pair of swayed 6 inch booty heels. And for the first time in months lined my silver cat eyes with black eyeliner. I also dusted my eyelids with a black shadow, pilled on the mascara.

It had almost been 50 years since I had seen my brother. HE had made sure of that. Now that I was finally away from HIM and I wanted to see my brother, and of course I wanted to make sure I looked good. The least I could do was dress to impress. Hopefully he would be impressed and happy to see me. Not angry and disinterested to see me. I missed him, I wished he missed me too. I looked at myself over one more time in mirror before opening up my portal door. "Take care of the lair for me Axel, I'll be home soon." I said to my newest vampire lover. "Don't be too long Rose." He said as I walked into the portal.

I would take as long as it needed. I needed my brother, and he needed me or at least that was what I had always thought. My portal took me to the last place I had seen my brother. In front of his Brooklyn lair. It was different location now, but that was the great thing about my portals if you've been in the lair it will take you there. I watched from a far. I could see through the window that there was light, so someone was home. I have to go to the door, I have to let him know I'm here. I have to do this.

I used my magic and scanned the building for the hidden entrance, it was easy for me to find. I knew my brothers tricks all too well. I knocked on the hidden door with great force, he had to have heard me. There was no answer for a long while, and fear began to creep in. What if he had seen me through the window and now refused to answer the door? Or maybe he had even left just to avoid me? This was not good I thought as I stared at the door. He didn't need me. I was the one that needed him, and I had only realized years too late.

I was just about to turn away, and leave when the door swag open. He answered a stressed and panicked look on his face. "You boys had no need to knock, this is a time of…" His sentence was cut once he realized his who he thought I was. All the expression on his face vanished and was replaced with shock. "Hello Magnus, I've missed you." I said pushing the hair out of my face, and putting on the best smile I could conger. "Rosalie…?" Magnus' expression hadn't change he just continued to stare at me blankly. "He took you, you were gone." Magnus said reaching out for my hands. "Do you really think I'd let him keep me forever." I smirked taking his out reached hands in my own. "This can't be real?" Magnus whispered. "It is Magnus, your little sister is…"

"MAGNUS! HIS GETTING WORSE!" A female voice shouted from behind Magnus. The girl's cry shot Magnus back to action. "I'm coming Clary!" Magnus shouted back turning from me and running back into his liar. "Magnus!" I called after my brother. What was happening was? Who was getting worse? I had probably just walked in at the worst possible time, which is almost expected from someone like me.

Unable to just stand there in the doorway I quickly ran in after Magnus. "Magnus!" I called again as I entered the living room. I was almost taken aback by what I saw. Magnus was running around his lair like an organized mad man, grabbing herbs and other things. A red headed shadowhunter was standing over Magnus' coach, which appeared to have an unconscious bleeding man on it. "Magnus what the hell is going on?" I shouted grabbing the attention of everyone in the room, well, everyone accept the unconscious bleeding guy. "This isn't the time Rose." Magnus said as he continued his task. "Magnus what's going on? Who are these people? Why is there a shadowhunter here?" I think it was then that he finally noticed the fear and confusion that must have been clear on my face. "The leader of the New York pack is dying Rose, and I just don't have time to example everything right now." His words were sharp and took me a little off guard.

I looked down at my feet. This had not been the welcome home I had wanted. HE had taken me, and now I was back, did that even matter to Magnus? The anger began to build. "Then let me help you." I said almost in a whisper, trying my best to contain the anger. "What?" "Let me help you!" I shouted "What do you think I've been donning the last 50 years sitting on my ass, and letting my magic go to waste!" There was the snap. Magnus was the one who was taken back now. But I didn't wait for his answer. I could see that behind the red headed shadowhunter the man was starting to move about in pain. So I shoved my way passed Magnus and over to the cough. "Out of my way carrot top." I mumbled moving the teen shadowhunter out of my way.

I froze when the man's face came into view. He was older and covered in blood but I recognized the man. It was Lucian Graymark, I knew this werewolf. "Your still getting into trouble I see Lucian." I said. The werewolf grumbled in response. "What are you doing?" The red head shouted finally saying something. "I'm helping this man. What does it look like I'm doing?" I said glaring at the girl with my silver cat eyes. Who was this girl I thought as I turn back to Lucian.

My magic flowed from my body and down into Lucian. It didn't take long after that he claimed down a bit. "You people really should pay more attention." I said turning around and sat down on the nearby loveseat. "Now when all of this is over me and you need talk Magnus."