Very short one shot. Based on the song Broken by Seether and Amy Lee.

(EDIT: July 3

Hey it's me. Got a review pointing out that no, this isn't a one shot. S0 if you have a definition you'd like me to write about, review or PM me!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Broken, Seether and Amy Lee does. I don't own the song, k? K. Don't own Mortal Instruments either, Cassandra Clare does.

Bro-ken:

Adjective: Having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order

Jace:

I love her laugh. Soft sometimes and downright snorting in others. When she laughed, I knew for the time being, she was safe. Safe and happy. When her eyes were hurt, or full of anguish I just wanted to take all her pain away.

If I could, I would hold her high, up up into the clouds, and protect her from anything and everything. But I also knew, she was strong and capable of dealing with it herself, but I didn't want her to be in pain. I wanted her to be happy and safe all the time.

Without her, when I'm alone, I'm broken. When Sebastian had "possessed" me, every time Clary touched me, I felt shattered and alone, knowing it was really Sebastian she was kissing. I didn't feel right without her around. She had been gone away, far away, though right in front of me. She hadn't feel my touch, only Sebastian's.

Clary:

He's back. With me. The worst is over now that I have him. Though I technically was with him the whole time, I wasn't really with him. Does that make sense? It was like being with a shell with Sebastian in it. When he was back for that short time, and when I talked, really talked to him in the hospital bed, I realized I was short of breath. I could breathe again. I hadn't been holding my breath exactly, it just felt easier to breathe now that's he safe and with me. I'm pretty sure Izzy and Alex felt the same. We can breathe again.

I know Jace tries to shoulder my pain. Take the brunt of it all, but if I could I would hold him high up away from danger, and steal my pain back. I would handle it as he rests.

But there was so much more to learn! About Sebastian, what we were going to do, but I let it all go for a little while. There was no one to fight right now, I would remind myself as I held Jace's hand. Later, we can deal with it all later.

Take all his pain away.

Both:

Like stained glass, beautiful, but fractured. Maybe even broken; shattered. They were both broken. They completed each other and that half was just ripped away from them. Broken, incomplete. Not strong enough without the other. Broken. Lonesome. They didn't feel right with the other gone away. Now they were as they had been before, together.

Broken. But whole.

Well? Well? It was short I know, but I really hoped it got the point across, seeing as it was repeated a lot. Please review!