Clary walked into the nephilim church and saw Isabel carrying the first aid kit and her stele. Somehow Clary knew who it was for. Clary should have known Jace wouldn't listen to her. She had told him to cut back on shaadowhunting, ever since Sebastian took him hostage. She'd been really worried about him. He still had that rune on his chest. Sometimes he'll be in the middle of a conversation and start having horrid pains. Clary's mom said it's probably just Jace's body trying to get rid of it. But Clary can tell it's not healing at all, her mom is just trying to calm her down.

"Shoot … Damn it. What are you doing here Clary?" said Izzy.

"I came here to find out why Jace canceled our date, but now I see why." Said Clary looking like she could probably stab anyone who was in front of her. Unfortunately it was Izzy.

"Why did you let him go out!? What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"Whoa there, before you start attacking me I didn't even know he went hunting. He went alone. Okay? He just came in bleeding. A demon just scratched him. We will just clean out the venom and give him an iratze and he will be fine." Said Izzy snapping back at Clary.

Clary just ignored this and ran right up stares. She wasn't sure if she was over reacting but she felt this burning anger. Jace could at least have told her, but then again he didn't even tell Izzy.

Clary burst open the door and saw Jace lying on the bed in the infirmary. Once he saw Clary he flopped his head against the backboard of the bed.

"Seriously Izzy?" said Jace.

"What? Oh come on. You too stop blaming me. Work this out yourselves." Said Izzy setting the supplies next to Jace and strutted into the hallway.

"So? Are you going to tell me why you didn't tell me that you wanted to go shadowhunting?" said Clary crossing her arms over her chest.

"I didn't tell you because I knew what you would say."

Jace and Clary just looked at each for a long while.

"Fine" said Jace. "I'm sorry. But I was going insane just staying in here. Do you have an idea what it's like staying in the same place without doing the thing you have done since you were a kid?"

Clary sighed and looked at Jace. His brown eyes sparked from the light that was coming through the window. "I'm sorry. You just don't understand how much I love you… I tend to mother you but I'm supposed to be a supportive girlfriend." Clary sat near Jace's bed and kissed him on the cheek. Jace flinched. Clary was shocked then she realized that big scratch on Jace's neck. "What the?" said Clary jumped up from the bed. "How did it scratch you on your neck?"

"What? It didn't. It scratched me on my arm." Jace said taking a look on his arm noticing the scratches turned into this gruesome red color and not its usual green goo.

Next thing Clary knew Jace was going into a seizure.

"Damn it Sam, come out of there. You're not the one who had those burritos." Said Dean leaning on the door.

Sam opened the door and Dean almost fell in. "I was only in there for like five seconds, and I told you not to eat all five of them" Dean just ignored this and went in.

"So what did you get from the case?" said Sam walking over to the tiny dinner table each hotel they seem to go and also has that weird wall thing separating the door from the beds.

"Dude, can you not talk to me when I'm using the rest room. It's awkward." Said Dean in this very uncomfortable voice.

Sam just lifted an eye brow and rolled his eyes. He opened up the tab his brother had opened. He read all the victims that were killed in New York. He felt kind of weird being in New York, he never been in the city really.

There was no connection to any of them personally. They looked to have been killed with some sort of knife that left burnt marks, which is why the case seemed interesting to Sam and Dean. They were all just slashed to death, and there was exactly four. Though a witness reported five people fighting this goth dude. They were all found in back allies or behind some building. What really appealed to Sam was that a witness reported the same people fighting this goth kid pet each victim was found in different places. The only other connected he could really found was that these people were really good looking. Two were girls and even though one of them was slashed all over but her face she was attractive and now thinking it he knew that sounded creepy. Even the two guys looked good looking. They had chiseled features.

"Dean, can you hurry. "said Sam impatiently.

"I'm out, geez what? Did you find any connections?" said Dean peaking over Sam's shoulders look at the computer screen.

"Not personally to each other. I don't know why they were fighting a goth kid but one of the victims is missing and so is the goth kid." Said Sam looking at the computer screen.

"Alright, I guess we'll have to go to the morgue then." Said Dean headed over to the closet.

He heard a whoosh and felt a breeze. He turned and saw Castiel drenched in blood. Cas almost fell when Sam caught him. Dean shocked but rushed over and said "I got you buddy".