Authors Note: Thank you for your lovely reviews.

I wrote a piece of fanmail to Cassandra Clare on the night this was published regarding Silent Brothers and their names - she said the individual chooses their own name and the other Silent Brothers approve it. I may have to amend chapter one now hah.

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Jem POV

I had spent a few days with Brother David learning before he decided it would be time for me to start doing independent work. I was a slightly weaker Silent Brother, than mostly due to the fact the Yin Fen poisoning and addiction I had restricted the transformation ceremony to it's most basic elements.

I had been too weak for my mouth to be stitched shut, making it possible for me to speak, even though I found it really weird and had to strain to do it at times. My hair wouldn't ever fall out and I would age slower than most others. Another thing he told me was that I'd require sleep and food, so he gave me a schedule each day. Wake up, eat, study, practise runes, go out in the field with Brother Enoch and see how we work, eat, study, practise using staff, sleep. That was my schedule for the day.

Studying mainly consisted of what a mundane would consider a ridiculous amount of reading in a day, in four hours. Each day I would be able to master a new language or two.

The runes were simple, I'd join Brother David for a hour and he would go through one rune each day, explaining it's historical background and when to use it. I found it fascinating yet easy to take in. Brother David had been around since most of the runes had been created so he was to only person adequate to teach me them.

My field visit with Brother Enoch was to The London Institute. Henry had demanded a visit after Charlotte had been suffering excruciating headaches for the last few days. When we got there he was waiting for us, his face cheerful. "Brothers, come in." I followed Enoch into the hallway.

Stay here. All I'm going to do is give her a stronger iratze than normal, it'll do you no benefit. Enoch said before disappearing into Charlotte's and Henry's room.

"How are you Jem?" Henry asked quietly, rocking back on his heels. His hair was streaked with dirt and sweat, probably after hours of working incessantly in his workshop.

I'm good thank you. Has there been any word of Will or Tessa yet? I felt a pain in my chest every time I thought about Will. The faded parabatai rune on my shoulder made my new life a reality, and a painful one at that.

"No, not yet I'm afraid. We're doing all that we can really here. Will will find her, don't worry." Henry's reassurance calmed my thoughts slightly and I nodded.

Thank you Henry. How is Charlotte?

Henry's face brightened slightly at the mention of his wife. "Charlotte is Charlotte. No change there. She refuses to clean out your room, even though the Inquisitor says it's a waste of space uninhabited. She's being really stubborn about it." He chuckled.

Tell her I said thank you and that she must do what she must do.

"If she cleans out your room it'll break her Jem." Henry's voice was quiet for a moment, sad. "She's really the driving force nowadays here."

Henry and I stood in silence for a few more minutes before Enoch joined us in the hallways. Your wife will be fine Henry Branwell. Keep her hydrated and her headaches will go away. Do not hesitate to contact us if you need anything else.

Once we left the Institute we did a few house calls, one man recently had his foot and lower leg amputated and we needed to change the bandages which were on it. Enoch made me do it while he applied runes to the man's upper leg and torso. It was honestly the most horrible thing I'd ever seen. The man had been caught in a fox trap that he had set up to trap a ravener demon.

After him we did a few more house calls before returning back into the heart of London where Enoch went back to Silent City and I went to have some privacy in a café.

It was a downworlder café so I got a few odd looks and I seen the server choke slightly and bark at her employees to work 'double time'. I walked to the counter and the werewolf server smiled brightly at me. "What can I get you sir?" Her heavily accented voice was full of fake pleasantness and I sighed slightly.

"Tea please." I said, pushing back my hood. I could speak, but Brother David had advised me not to around the London Institute inhabitants, to separate myself from them to a degree.

The server choked slightly upon seeing that my face wasn't as grotesque as some of the other brothers, it just had the two angry red runes on my cheeks and my lips didn't have iron thread laced through them, sealing them shut. This must have been a slight relief to her as she just nodded rather than staring.

I didn't even need to look properly at the menu, I just chose the first thing on it and asked for water. Brother David told me that I'd need to eat and drink but they wouldn't taste of anything so it didn't matter. I moved over to a table in the corner and waited for the things to come.

I seen someone saunter over and sit opposite me, "Jesus, Jem Carstairs I never thought I'd see the day that you became a Silent Brother." I didn't even need to look up to see who it was, I knew straight away from the voice.

"Magnus Bane." I looked up at him with mild interest at the warlock. "Neither did I to be honest."

Magnus looked at me and regarded me with sad, pitying eyes. "What did William have to say about the matter?" He asked quietly.

I shook my head, "He didn't. He's gone to Wales - to Cadair Idris, to find Tessa. He would have no say in the matter regardless." I felt my heart pang at the mention of my parabatai and sighed.

"Of course.. He told you?" Magnus ran a hand through his hair. "I'm so sorry Jem."

"There is nothing to apologise for Magnus Bane. I gave him my blessing." I said, fiddling with the cuffs of my robes.

Magnus regarded me with a look of curiosity, "I will never understand why you nephilim feel the need to be so proud in everything you do." He chuckled slightly and I smiled back at him, though the action felt hard and forced.

"It's in our nature." I said.

A waitress who looked vaguely like a werewolf came over and placed a plate and a cup of tea in front of me, she hesitantly smiled at me and then hurried off to collect dishes and clean tables.

"Immortality can last a lifetime, you know." Magnus said, watching me. "The eons you spend learning to love people, only to have their life tugged away by illness and wounds. It's hard."

I hadn't even contemplated that, "I didn't realise-"

"You'll loose Will one day." Magnus sighed slightly, "But you won't loose Tessa. Every cloud has a silver lining."

I felt angry at that. How dare he walk into my life and tell me loosing my parabatai would be a blow softened by the fact I'd still have the girl I loved in my life. The thought made me sick. I picked up my food and stood up, "I'm sorry Mr Bane but you have no idea. I'll probably see you around." I turned and walked away.

Okay, so I haven't read CP2 in forever, so I have no idea what happens between the battle and anything. It's all foggy.

The next chapter will be about Jem meeting will after the battle, it'll be different to the scene in CP2 but it'll contain flash-backs.

Thankyou and please review!

- Clare