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Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, everything belongs to Cassie Clare. Well, actually Jace and Clary and Isabelle and their personalities belong to her but I was the one who actually... I'll stop rambling now so you can go ahead and read!
Jace was in the Institute, in the weapons room making two more seraph blades.
Absentmindedly, he wiped the blades with a rag until they were shining. He was lost in his memories of that red-headed girl who had made so much influence on him, and who was now presumed missing. Clary…
Jace knew that it was unlikely that she would come back, but Clary's face had been haunting him more and more in his dreams and thoughts. He pushed her out of his mind temporarily and went back to work.
Just as he was about to give the blades their angel names, the doorbell rang. He put them back down on the table, trying to think of someone who would bother to ring the doorbell. Scarcely breathing, he crept to the door and listened to the sounds of voices coming from the front hall.
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I shivered. It was beginning to get cold outside and I wondered if anyone would open the door to let me in. The door creaked slightly open, as if my thoughts had triggered it.
"Who—" a voice from behind the door began as an eye peeked through the crack. "OH, my GOD! Clary, is that you?" Isabelle shrieked. For the first time since I had left, I smiled. "Hey, Isabelle. Nice to see you too," I replied as the door banged open to admit me.
I wanted to take a look around, but my vision was totally and completely blocked by Isabelle's body as she pulled me into a tight hug. "We…" her voice cracked just at the thought, "we thought that you would never come back after you –"
"It's okay, Isabelle." I cut her off, "I'm here and I'm safe, that's all that matters." She nodded, seeing in my eyes that I didn't want to talk about it.
As soon as her arms released me, my eyes scanned the room. Not much had changed. "Where's –" I began.
There was a glint of light from the shadows and a blond head appeared. Jace, my heart sang, completing the question.
"—Jace?" Jace smirked. However, his eyes were full of love and he murmured, "Clary," caressing the taste of my name on his tongue. "Get out of my way, Isabelle. I need to reunite with my long lost sister." The tone in his voice had been gentle but commanding, but he almost seemed to flinch at the last word. Jace wouldn't stop for a mere technical term, though, and he stepped forward with his arms outstretched.
My heart raced and almost beat itself out of my chest to get closer to Jace. Stop, I reminded myself. I had something important to do.
I took a deep breath. "Actually," I clarified, "that's why I'm here. Except, of course, to see you…" I trailed off as their eyes pierced into me.
"Yes?" Jace and Isabelle chorused expectantly.
"I'm not Jace's sister."
