THE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE. THEY ARE FROM CASSANDRA CLARE'S THE INFERNAL DEVICES.

"Jem! You cannot do this! Not to me, not to Tessa! Please, Jem!" I cried. My parabatai, bloody on the ground, barely alive. I've given him an iratze but it didn't work. It is not enough. Tessa needs him. I need him. Her baby needs him. Jem can't die. Not yet. Not like this. That goddamn Mortmain. How was he able to summon a Greater Demon this strong. Tonight, the Enclave fought a hard battle against Mortmain and his clockwork army.

"Will-" Jem croaked, "I know."

"What? What are you blabbering about?Jem, you can't die here. Save your strength, you idiot!" I argued, holding his hand tighter. He squeezed back.

"I know you love her. You love her more than I love her, Will. I was selfish, you-"

"No." I lied, "I don't love her."

"Don't lie to me, Will. You are my parabatai and I am yours." he looks at me with those pleading silver eyes, life slowly draining away from it.

"Jem, please hold on. I'm begging you." I pleaded, holding his hand between my own hands. I turn to Charlotte who was standing a few inches away and tearing up, "Charlotte! Help me with Jem! We need to get him back to the Institute! Now!"

Charlotte stood frozen. Henry who was beside her spoke, "Will. It is too late. Even if we bring him back now. He'll die before we get to the Institute. With all that poison and Jem's-"

"At least try, Henry! Try!" I shout angrily, interrupting him. But, I know what Henry will say. The harsh truth: this kind of demon poison, with Jem's condition, he can't survive this.

"Will. Listen to me." he squeezes my hand, "Tessa. Take care of her. For me, be the strong and healthy husband she needs, and the loving father our child needs. Be there for her. Don't let her be sad."

Jem suddenly coughs blood. I panic and try to give him a rune to ease the pain. He waved me off weakly. He smiles to me, " I'd be happy if our child can play the violin, too. I hope like her mother, he will be healthy and live a long life. And Will, don't hurt her anymore. She-she told me. It should have been you. You and her. You're too kind to me. Always trying to put me first than yourself. Will, I-"

Jem violently coughs. More blood. He lost too much blood earlier and he's losing a lot more. He grips his shirt, his knuckles white. He's in a lot of pain and I can't do anything.

"Jem! Damn it, you bastard, shut up already! Save your energy." I shout, holding my tears back, "Please."

"Will," he breathes, "It-it hurts a lot."

"Then shut the bloody hell up, Jem."

"But, I deserve it, I think. Because, what you've felt all this time must've been more painful and-" he smiles weakly.

"Jem." I say. I stroke his hair away from his bloody,sweaty forehead.

"Will, Tessa. Protect her. Love her, I know you do and you forever will. She was supposed to be truly yours, had not it been for that curse. Will, Tessa, she carries you in her heart. She loves you too. Please, protect them. Do it because I could not."

"Inside the box, Will. Look inside it. You'll find-"

His last words. His hands slip through my hands and drops to his side. My parabatai, Jem, lies lifelessly in front of me. There is an empty feeling in my heart now. I can't feel Jem like before anymore. I stare at his body, bloody and dirty. His silver hair, covered in dirt and grease. His eyes, closed, as if just sleeping. I wait for tears but they do not come. Guilt. Pain. Sadness. Anger. All the emotions rush through my body for a moment. Then I feel nothing. I feel empty. I should be brave. I must respect Jem's wishes. He would not want to see me like this. He would want me to look best. For his wife, for my beloved, Tessa. Be the husband and the father he couldn't be.

"Ave atque Vale." I say shakily. I turn around and walk away. Charlotte grabs me by the arm, but I shake it off. I hear her calling after me but I ignore her. I run. Fast. To try and get away from this nightmare. I ran and I ran. Only to find myself running towards the Institute. I stood at the gates, out of breath. Then, I saw her. She looks up at me. Those beautiful gray-blue eyes, full of anxiety and sadness. She stands up, holding her enlarged stomach, and takes a step towards me. I feel a pang in my chest. I froze.

How can I tell her about Jem? In her condition now? Too much stress would not be good for her and their child. What should I do? How can I be a good father and a husband to her? Without feeling so much pain for Jem. He should be in my place. He tells me that this is my rightful place. It does not feel like it. She is his wife; That is his child.

"Will." Tessa's angelic voice broke me from my reverie. Her voice, full of anxiety, "What happened? Are you all right?"

I did not answer. I couldn't. I tried to open my mouth but nothing comes out. I close it again and clench my teeth. I don't know what to say to her. I don't want to tell her but I must. I have to. She will know sooner or later. I meet her halfway and hug her tightly as if there's no tomorrow. We stay like that for a long time. She sighs,"Will."

"Tess." I whisper, my tears silently falling.

Hello! That was chapter one: The Death of One. I'm going to upload Chapter 2 tomorrow. This is my first time to write a fanfic, I hope you like it!Please review! I'm open to suggestions. ^^

-tris