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Disclaimer: All the original characters and the original idea of mortal instruments belongs to Cassandra Clare

Note: Willing Suspense of Disbelief.

"Is there a reason that we left before I ate" Patrick grumbled to himself and Alba laughed

"well yea, were going to Taki's, so relax."They made their way down the clustered sidewalk of New York, everything in this city made Alba feel like a mouse. It's a beautiful city, her mother and father love it, but that doesn't change the fact that the skyscrapers and shoving mundanes make her feel so insignificant that it hurts. Alba had always preferred the simplistic beauty at Luke's farm upstate. That's where Alba wanted to go with the portal, to breath in the open air without the stench of motor exhaust and garbage would be heavenly. Lost in thought, Alba didn't notice the approaching figure but felt herself collide with it.

"Ow! I'm sorry, wasn't paying attention" running into him had completely knocked her down but he still stood as if nothing happened.. There was something vaguely familiar about him, she narrowed her eyes to see under the hood. He leaned down with an outstretched hand and she took it

"not a problem.." Alba blinked as he yanked her up, this couldn't be a normal mundane.

"Do I ...know you?" he reached up and pulled off his hood

"doubt it." He was pale with a mop of pale blonde hair on top of his head and his eyes...they just bore into your soul. They were a black, it was unsettling how dark they were compared to the rest of him. He nodded and slinked past us, not before sliding a piece of paper into my hand which I shoved deep In my pocket before anyone could take notice.

"That guy, did anybody know him? There was something off about him..."Patrick who had finished off his pancakes and moved toward the plate of sausage finally seemed to ease out of his hunger induced attitude. The paper in Alba's pocket seemed to burn a hole, she had to read.

"uh no but he seemed familiar" I scoot out of our corner booth in Taki's

"where are you going?" Max asked with a mouthful of food, Charlotte shoved him "WHAT" she smirked

"it's rude to talk with your mouth full" I turned and moved toward the bathroom quickly. I pulled out the wrinkled piece of paper and read:

Dearest Alba,

you don't know me yet but I know you. I place the blame of your lack of knowledge on your parents. They've been lying to you for far too long, all I ask is that you inquire about something called an infernal cup. If I am right, they will react with fear and perhaps anger. Contact me when you've opened your eyes.

Yours Always

Uncle Jon.

The only thing Alba could hear was the hammering in her chest as she reread the note again... uncle. Under the note was an explanation of using her 'warlock friend' to find him. She was so wrapped up in the letter that she didn't notice Roxie and Charlotte slip into the bathroom

"what's that?" Alba's head swerved to see them and she shoved the letter back in her pocket

"nothing." Roxie raised an eyebrow

"I call bullshit" Alba sighed, there's absolutely no way that she can keep this away from her best friends, even if she wanted to. "I'll explain at the table" they all returned to the table with the guys eying them all the way. Alba waited a moment for them to read over it

"uncle? I didn't know you had an uncle" Max said obviously a tinge of betrayal from being kept this information

"I didn't know either" Charlotte wrinkled her nose at the piece of paper

"That is not the issue here Maxwell. her 'warlock friend' has a name" we laughed at Charlotte's dramatic gestures of dismissal toward Jon's letter.
"Yea well it's kinda hard to know it when it's different everyday, it was Marjorie yesterday" Charlotte narrowed her eyes at Patrick and he flew out of the booth

"Yes, well my name is Tabitha." Patrick shot up, red in the face

"we agreed you wouldn't use your magic on me!" Charlotte shook her head so fiercely that it caused a tornado of multicolored glitter to fly around the table

"No, actually you said that, I never once agreed. If you're rude then I must do what I do." Roxanne swat away the glitter as if it were some flying insect-like demon.

"That is not the main issue guys" we looked at her as she frowned and let the glitter consume her "isn't it obvious? We ask auntie Clary and uncle Jace!" I sighed, that would be the most obvious thing

"okay, but no mentioning the letter. We ask about the infernal cup because...Patrick read about it" Charlotte rolled her eyes

"Patrick reads?" He made a face at her and I nodded

"you're right, Max read about it." We agreed and set off back to the institute, there was no way that I was too young to know about this.

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