Sorry this took so long but the first version wasn´t how I wanted it to be so I did a second writing. This is it. I hope you like it and have fun reading it!

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Jonathan looked thoughtful down at his sleeping sister. She lay curled against him with his jacket over her. She looked so young. His little sister.

He had taken her to one of their father's hideouts that he knew was still unknown to the clave. They had talked a bit and she had fallen asleep while talking.

Now was the question what they would do with their future. Both wouldn´t be able to walk among the shadowhunters like they were their kin. The downworlders were a different question. Some of them would keep their whereabouts quiet. Then there where the mundanes. They counted so many that they could easily hide between them. Nobody would notice them.

What to do.

What to do.

While thinking about the different ways to go he drifted away to sleep only to wake up a few hours later because the door to the hideout was opened. It was Valentine that stepped into the house.

"I´m surprised to find you here." Valentine looked towards Jonathan. "I would have thought that you would run further away with her."

"No, father." Answered Jonathan and laid Clary´s head carefully on one of the pillows as he stood up. "I don´t know how to call it but something isn´t right with her."

"What do you mean?" asked Valentine while following his son to the kitchen where he closed the door behind them.

"She couldn´t move a single finger after I brought her away from the institute. She told me that it had happened many times before while she was growing up. Sometimes it was away for a while and then it returned out of the blue."

Valentine was silent for a while pondering why this could be happening to her. Maybe it was because of the increased percentage of angel blood in her veins. It made sense because in the past many of those children had died. Had never really been capable of living on their own without help.