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Clary had not walked far before she had been abducted, so it only took Jace a minute to carry her back to the hotel. Despite the questioning looking from the receptionist, Jace ran up to his hotel room door.
"Clary," he said quietly, "Can I set you down for a minute? I need to get the room key."
Clary, still in Jace's arms, reached down to her pocket, pulled out a key, and opened the door. Jace smiled, and walked into the room.
The hotel room was identical to Clary's, though it had much fewer clothes on the ground. Jace was a neat freak, and that seemed to apply here, even in hotel rooms. There was one queen sized bed, with the sheets made perfectly. Jace gently set Clary down on the bed, propping her up.
He ran over to his suitcase and pulled out his steele, the object used to draw iratze on the body. He quickly walked back to Clary, and sat next to her on the bed.
Jace swiftly drew the iratze on her, healing the exterior bruises and marks she had. Though she looked fine, Clary still felt the sharp throbbing in her side.
Jace looked down into her eyes. She was supposed to be ok, that's what the iratze is for. But the iratze can't heal mental pain. Mental pain glows in your eyes, like when you've lost hope in something. Clary had lost faith in humanity.
When Jace was just about to say something, he was interrupted by two loud knocks at the door. He sighed, and went to open it.
Isabelle Lightwood, Jace's adopted sister, and Simon Lewis, Clary's best friend (and recently Isabelle's boyfriend) came bursting through the door. Isabelle fluently ran to the bed, despite her 5 inch heels. Simon jogged behind her, both carrying an expression of extreme worry.
Isabelle tucked back her long black hair behind her ear. "Clary?" she asked, her voice as beautiful as she was, "What happened?"
Clary opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find the words. What words could describe what had taken place? She would have to start out with evil, but that didn't seem like enough.
Jace looked up at Isabelle, "Izzy, I'll tell you later." Simon had opened his mouth to speak, but was quickly interrupted by Jace, "You too, Lewis."
Simon flashed a look of annoyance at Jace. They had never really gotten along, but clearly something terrible had happened to Clary, and he wasn't going to let Jace stop him from helping.
Jace quickly spoke up, "I think Clary should stay here tonight." He stood up, addressing Izzy and Simon.
Simon stuttered, "N-no! Clary's mom made me promise that you wouldn't share a room and -"
Jace yelled over him, "LEWIS. Let's talk. Outside." He grabbed Simon's upper arm and dragged him out the door.
Clary looked up at Izzy, who returned with a shrug. Izzy walked to the bathroom, brought back a wet washcloth, and began to clean the dirt from Clary's face.
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"How dull are you, Vampire?" Jace hissed into Simon's face. It was true, Simon was a vampire, but Jace had found that didn't enhance his intelligence.
"I can pretty much figure what happened to Clary." Simon retorted, his pale face showing a little red, "She had that look in her eye. Was she… raped?"
"She would've been if I had shown up a few seconds later!" Jace yelled impaitiently.
"Then I don't think it's a good idea for you to. . . TRY that tonight!" Simon yelled back, his face a little more red.
Jace slowly looked up at Simon, then began quietly, "You think I would dare to even think about that tonight?" His auburn eyes flashed.
"Well, I -"
Jace grabbed the front of Simon's shirt. "Do have any idea," Jace whispered, "What its like, to see a girl begin mugged?" He shook his head, "You don't even have to know who she is. It's terrible. It never leaves your mind."
"I thought it was just some stranger, some girl I didn't know, but I was ready to beat up those assholes anyway. And then," Jace's voice caught. "And then I saw a flash of red hair."
Simon looked at Jace, with fear, and confusion. Jace continued. "Not just any girl. The girl. The girl that had been to hell and back for me. The girl I thought was safe."
Simon could not think of anything to say, to respond Jace's sudden outburst. "I love her. More than anything. How could you not see that? How could you not know?" Jace said quietly.
"I would never, ever, dare to hurt Clary." He said, in a low voice, "She's scared, Lewis. And I am planning on protecting her tonight, helping her get back to normal. And maybe it's for me, maybe I want the comfort of knowing that Clary is safe all night! That she's right there next to me! That I don't have to worry about where she is, or how she's doing!" Jace finished, and let go of his shirt. He turned back to the door.
"I don't care how much you hate me, Lewis," Jace added, "But you know I would never hurt Clary." Jace walked back into the room, and slammed the door shut behind him..
Simon remained alone, up against the wall, gazing at the door.
A/N: I loved writing this chapter! It was fun! Please review and leave suggestions, I would love to hear it!