Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. All rights belong to Cassandra Clare.
Jace brought a cigarette with him this time, sitting on the ground with his back against the wall. He loved watching the smoke, it relaxed him like nothing else did. It faded fast, something he wished lots of things did in his life.
"You alright?" A voice cut through the melancholy atmosphere he had created for himself.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Red hair and green eyes. The two things that had been occupying his brain so much over the past two weeks that it didn't have much room for anything else.
"Yeah." He said, looking at her as she slid down the wall next to him. She looked tired, even more so than last time. "Are you?"
She nodded, eyeing his cigarette. He didn't know if she was going to tell him off for smoking or ask for a blow. He offered her the ladder, hoping that it was the case.
She took it gratefully, blowing out a puff of her own smoke, head falling back on the wall. She was beautiful, hair falling around her shoulders, illuminated in the moon light.
"Aren't doctors supposed to know the ramifications of these things." He asked, grinning.
She handed him back the cigarette, letting him take his turn.
"We do." She paused, opening her eyes to look at him. "Medical school kicks your ass. Coffee stops cutting it and you don't exactly have any time to do drugs or alcohol."
"Nicotine is a drug." He pointed out uselessly. She was a doctor.
"But it has the opposite affects. Most drugs make you less focused, nicotine makes you more focused, more relaxed."
He handed her back the cigarette. "How old are you anyways, you don't look old enough to be a doctor."
"I'm going to take that as a compliment." She laughed. " I graduated high school when I was 15, I'm only 24. "
He blinked, surprised. "So you're a natural born genius."
She laughed. "Aren't all doctors." She handed him back the cigarette. "Let's go get you checked out before I get called for another patient."
He stood up, offering his hand to her. She took it, letting him pull her up. The cigarette dropped from his hand and he stomped it out with his foot. There was a stand to put them, filled high with cigarettes next to the door. He picked it up and dropped it with the rest.
"These all yours?" He asked, grinning over at her.
"Not even close." She grinned back, swiping her card. The door buzzed and they walked in.
"Does that X-Ray technician still you a favor?" He asked.
"Yeah." She looked over at him. "And he'll owe me until the secret comes out. After what I had to witness, there's no way to forget that."
"Can't what you're doing for me get you in the same trouble." He asked.
Her eyebrows furrowed, pressing the up bottom the elevator wall.
"I mean, can't he blackmail you back?"
"Oh." She shook her head. "No, cause he's done it too. It's kind of like an unwritten benefit, we all help each other out. The amount of times I've checked for STDs." She trailed off.
"That's disgusting." Jace let out a surprised laugh. Before he could say anything else a pretty nurse stepped out of the elevator, knocking into him.
"Oh, I'm sor- Jace?" She asked, surprised.
"Maia?" He asked, equally surprised. "I didn't know you were a nurse."
"Three years. You break your other arm now?"
He looked at Clary. Was he allowed to say this or was it all under the table.
"He's one of my favors for Magnus." She said for him. "This is just a check up."
She nodded, looking at Jace with a smirk. "Jordan's pissed at you."
Jace sighed. "He'll get over it. We didn't have to cancel any bookings or anything."
"Pray you heal fast." She clapped him on the shoulder as she walked by. "See you Friday Clary."
"You got it." They entered the elevator.
"That reminds me, Jordan wanted to know how long this would take to heal." He said, watching as she pressed the button.
"Between a month and two months as long as you don't try to rush it." She looked at him. "Your cast is filthy." She laughed, noticing it for the first time.
"I know." He groaned. "And I've tried so hard to keep it clean, it's just like a magnet for dirt."
She laughed again. "I'll see if I can grab a different color this time."
"You don't have to." He shook his head. "Whatever is easiest for you is easiest for me."
They walked out of the elevator, stopping at the door they grabbed Sebastian from.
"Seb!" She called, walking in.
Jace peeked around the corner to get a look inside. It looked like a break room. Coffee machine, table, refrigerator. The only real difference was all the beds on the sides. They all were all empty but one.
Clary bent over and shook him. And than she was walking back towards Jace.
"Is it always this empty?" He asked.
"No, it's not a very busy time, the other two technicians working are either taking X-Rays or laying down somewhere else."
They waited a beat and than Sebastian was walking out the door. He looked more tired than last time too, hands running down his face.
"You're killing me Clary." He said, glaring softly at her.
"Shouldn't have slept with the floor's slut, or just let it out, than no one else can blackmail you for favors." She said smartly.
"Dr. Blackwell would kill me, he seems to be under the impression that he's tamed her." Sebastian snorted as Clary pulled a face of disbelief.
"Seriously." She looked at him nod. "That's ridiculous."
He nodded, looking at Jace. "I'm Sebastian if you haven't figured out."
"I'm Jace. I'd shake your hand but." He trailed off, looking down at his wrapped hand.
"What did you do to Clary to get her to help you, I need something to stop her from asking me for favors." It sounded nice enough but Jace didn't like the vibe it sent him.
"I don't know." He shrugged. "It's one of Magnus's favors."
"Oh." Sebastian said surprised. "I thought he was dating Alec."
Clary let out a laugh. "He is, Jace is Alec's best friend."
Jace nodded. He didn't like this dude.
"Gotchu." Sebastian took him into a room. Clary stayed with them, much to Jace's relief, and cut off the cast. It looked slightly better but it was still angled weirdly. They bruises were darker and looked older. He looked away pointedly, there was just something about looking at pain that made you feel it.
Than Sebastian was moving his arm around, getting good shots with the X-Ray. It hurt, his wrist hadn't moved at all in the past two weeks and even touching it made a searing pain flair through his arm.
He was happy to walk to his room with Clary, away from the horrid X-Ray machine. And technician.
Clary placed the xrays on the view box, flicking the light on. His arm was definitely mending, but that's about all he could tell from the x-rays, he was no doctor.
"It's coming along nicely." She said, taking her eyes off the x-rays. "You'll probably only have to get it checked a couple more time before you're home free."
Jace nodded, somewhat disappointed. He was going to have to find some other way to get in her life.
"I'm going to go get the wrapping material." She exited the room and Jace sighed, laying back on the bed.
It was funny, how his arm stopped itching the moment he could itch it again. He flexed his fingers, feeling pain from the stiffness and brokenness. He hoped it would heal quick, he had forgotten how annoying casts could be.
The sound of wheels appeared from the ball and than Clary was walking in, pushing a cart.
"Arm." She held out her hand, taking a seat in front of him. He happily gave it to her. She washed his arm quickly and gently, it didn't smell very pleasant.
"Sorry." He muttered, somewhat embarrassed.
" Please. " she rolled her eyes. "You should see some of the things I have to deal with."
"I'd rather not." He grinned.
She repeated the process she did last time. Setting his arm, wrapping it, and than wetting it. It was white.
"Thanks again Clary, I can't say how much I appreciate you doing this." And he meant it.
"It's alright." She said, squeezing his other hand. "Of all things Magnus could have cashed his favor in for I'm really glad it's you."
He laughed, distracting himself from the need to grab her hand and never let go.
"I'll walk you out." She said, pushing the cart out the door. He followed her, looking at his cast. His arm already felt disgusting again, he couldn't wait for it to be off for good.
"See you in two weeks?" He asked, stepping into the elevator after her.
"Are you not going to Magnus's on Friday?" She asked, raising both her eyebrows.
"Are you going!" He asked, excited, he was looking forward to seeing her somewhere that didn't make him look like a right idiot.
"Yeah." She laughed. "For once I'm not working."
"You work a lot?" He asked.
"Yeah, but I don't really mind. I don't have a lot of obligations outside of work so they tend to stick me wherever they need me."
He stopped at the door, turning to look down at her.
"Thanks again Clary." He hesitated and than pulled her in for a quick hug. "I'll see you Friday."
"Bye Jace." She smiled up at him before walking away.
Jace watched her go until she turned the corner, a smile taking over his face. He pushed the door open, resisting the urge to pump his fist in celebration. But when the door closed behind him he honestly couldn't help but punch the air a little, this could be the start of something great.
