Clary POV
"Why did we agree to this?" I heard Alec mumble, I rolled my eyes. That boy was practically clueless about everything. He and Magnus has two boys but both were both rather young compared to Reese but Alec did used to have a little brother, he should know how to act around a kid.
"Sugar, honey, sweetness, lovely, dearest, Alexander Darling, chill out!" Magnus made the chill symbol with his hands and it took my utmost effort not to laugh at the two of them. I heard Reese sigh and I looked over at her to see her reaching for one of the demon slaying swords.
"Let's not touch that ok. Izzy and I will show you your room and then we can go out and get you some more clothes, sound good?" I asked, guiding her away from the pointy objects. I gave a look at Izzy and she nodded in agreement. This child will not be hanging out with boys if said predicament is avoidable.
Reese followed Clary and Izzy as they led her to the room she would be staying in till the Winchesters and Castiel returned. She was then left with Izzy as Clary had something else to do. However, she was saved when she heard the sound of wings fluttering and a familiar voice spoke.
"What new place is this Reese? I thought you were staying in a bunker underground" the new voice said.
"Uncle Balthy!" Reese exclaimed, disappearing from the side of Izzy to the newcomer.
"Did those two knuckleheads leave you with these people?" Balthazar asked his niece.
"Yes, they left me here while they dealt with the case but I don't want to be here" Reese tells the angel.
"Good thing your uncle Balthazar is here. Now come, lets go have some fun" the angel said.
Reese saw Simon run towards her and Balthazar and reached out to grab her but he came up empty handed as Reese and Balthazar disappeared out of the Institute.
This is in Third POV now
Simon races through the halls of the institute, he had put on a stamina and a speed rune after the, uh, incident with Reese. He had to find someone who could help him. Clary or Izzy maybe! No, not those two. They would get very mad at Simon if they figured out he didn't have any working runes on.
Jace!
Even if the two weren't really on a friendly basis they would have a mutual understanding. They each know that the girls would be pissed off, even that is an understatement of their fury.
Simon went up the elevator and ran to Jace's room, knocking on the door repeatedly. It was when he heard something fall with a loud thump and a rather loud," shit!" Was heard so Simon stopped his knocking.
"What do you wa-! Er, hi Simon!" Clary answered the door looking rather disheveled, hair tangled, lipstick smeared slightly and shirt sleeve slipping off her shoulder.
Simon cleared his throat as he tried to make it as less awkward as possible.
"What do you need, Simon?" Jace grumbled, his head poking out behind Clary. He was a good foot taller than Simon and almost one and half feet taller than Clary so really his whole upper naked chest was visible. Simon averted my eyes from the unwelcome sight.
"Jace, uh, put on shirt. I need to talk to you for a sec," Simon mumbled, this had to be the most awkward encounter he'd had with the two of them.
"Agh, fine." Jace grabbed a shirt and pressed a kiss to Clary's forehead before walking out of the room.
"What on earth do you need at this very moment?" Jace growled, he seemed rather angry and Simon really did not want to have Jace release his anger out, especially when he caused it.
"Reese left, she got away from Izzy after Clary left to come see you and Reese made a run for it." Simon gulped as Jace glared down at me.
"And why didn't you go after her?" Jace towered over Simon, he gulped. Why did Jace have to be so tall?!
"I did, my rune however had run out and yeah." Simon blurted our but Jace covered his mouth, mimicking the shh gesture.
"Clary! I'll be back, Simon needs help with training!" Jace yelled through the closed door.
"But what about what I needed help with?!" The two boys could hear the rather frustrated reply from behind the door.
Simon glanced at Jace, who looked slightly flushed, smirk in the most cocky way.
"Take care of it yourself, Angel!" Jace snickered, grabbing Simon's arm and hauling him down the hall. Jace's bedroom door slammed against wall as it opened.
"Jace!" Clary sounded rather angry and flustered at Jace's last comment. He only snickered before running even faster through the hallway to the elevator.
Reese was at a bar somewhere in Brooklyn with Balthazar. She was glad to get away from the Shadowhunters and Warlock. They treated her like a child! Granted she was technically but she aged rapidly into a teenager so treating her like she was a small child who didn't know anything made her angry.
"Thanks Balthazar for taking me out" she said, smiling up at the angel.
Balthazar only held up his glass and Reese raised her own. Oh yeah, Reese liked Balthazar because he didn't treat her like a newborn child granted she probably shouldn't be drinking but she's a Nephilim, not like she could get drunk right?
Reese had downed another glass of whiskey when somebody placed their hand on her shoulder. She looked to Balthazar who had suddenly vanished before turning in her chair.
"Oh, Jace! Simon! Hi" she greeted the Shadowhunters before giggling, she was slightly intoxicated.
"We're leaving," Simon announced grabbing Reese by her arm, guiding her out of the chair and to the door.
"But I don't want to!" Reese whined, pulling against Simon but stumbled and grabbed onto Jace's arm instead.
"Hey, why don't we go on my motorcycle?" Jace leaned over and raised his eyebrows at Simon, I got this, Jace mouthed. Simon nodded and turned on his heels before rushing out of the place. Simon didn't like bars and never will like bars with his last encounter with intoxicating drinks.
"My motorcycle even flys," Jace throws that out ever so sparingly, as though it weren't a big deal whatsoever.
Reese looked up at Jace in awe.
"You have a flying motorcycle?! That's so cool! But I mean...I can fly myself. Although, a flying motorcycle does sound pretty awesome to ride." Reese said to him.
She tapped her chin, "Ok, I'll go with you but I've never been on a motorcycle before" she tells Jace.
"That's just fine, let's get outta this nasty place." Jace grabbed Reese's shoulders and guided her out of the muggy bar. Jace glared at the drunken stares they got, whether from humans or downworlders, they were eyeing Reese like well, a Reeses!
Jace wrinkled his nose in disgust, it smelled like alcohol and vomit. Jace couldn't believe he used to come here.
"The motorcycle is on the roof so I'm gonna jump ya up there. Try not to throw up ok?" He cringed slightly. That was a rather poor choice of words. Reese nodded her head, gripping onto his shirt sleeve to steady herself. Jace wrapped his arm around her shoulders before jumping up onto the roof.
Reese blinked twice before gasping in awe.
"You're *hic* a Nephilim?!" Jace nodded his head, a flash of light illuminated from his bicep before disappearing. Reese looked over in her drunken state," what's that?" She inquired, she had leaned over too far and had started to fall but Jace caught her.
"It's a rune but you need to get home, I'll explain it to you on the way." Jace left no room for reason, picked Reese up and plopping her down on the motorcycle before taking his seat behind her.
"Oh! Am I driving?" Reese inquired excitedly, her words slurred together.
"Ha, no. I'm driving but I'm pretty sure you'd fall off if you sit behind me so you're sitting in fro-hands off the bars!" Jace scolded, grabbing the handlebars and startling Reese.
Jace revved the engine, scaring Reese with the sudden noise, causing her to shrink back into Jace's chest before realizing what she was doing. Leaning forward extremely flustered, Reese looked around them. Taking in the beautiful night sky illuminated by the few stars seen in the deep, navy blue sky.
"Wow," Reese mumbled, clearly in awe. Jace chuckled, leaning back so the motorcycle went farther up into the air.
"So what were you doing at that dump?" Jace inquired, no longer leaning but rather sitting comfortably, as though he wasn't flying in the air on a motorcycle.
"Balthazar stopped by for a visit, he's an angel and he likes to drink" Reese started to explain, the fresh air helping in sobering her up.
"He doesn't treat me like a small child like the Winchesters, you and your friends do. So he takes me with him to whatever bar he feels like visiting." she finished her explanation.
She walked behind Jace when they got back to the Institute. Walking inside after the tall blonde, she noticed that the Winchesters had returned. Sam had beckoned her over and she walked over to the younger Winchester.
"Heard you went on a little adventure. C'mon, lets get you to bed" Sam tells her.
Reese moved behind Sam and jumped on his back. Sam caught her and hooked his arms under her legs while she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck. Reese sighed and leaned her head on the Winchester's shoulder, eyes drooping.
"Were you out drinking? I smelled whiskey" Dean asked as he came up to his brother.
Reese smiled embarrassedly and tiredly.
"Uncle Balthazar?" Dean asked again.
Reese nodded sleepily.
"Can someone please lead me to her room? This adventurous Nephilim needs to get some sleep" Sam asked.
Izzy nodded her head and lead the young Winchester to Reese's room.
"Sammy, where's Cas?" Reese asked tiredly.
"He went to Heaven to see if the angels knew of your whereabouts" the taller Winchester answered.
When they got to Reese's room, Sam nodded his thanks to Izzy before walking through the doorway. He sat the young girl on her bed before catching his duffel bag that Dean had tossed at him. Sam had unzipped the bag and was digging through it before pulling out a set of headphones. He gently put them on Reese's head before pushing her lightly to signal for her to lay down. As soon as her head hit the pillow, Reese had drifted off to sleep. Sam dug through his duffel bag again and pulled out his own headphones before getting into the bed next to Reese and laid down next to her, pulling her close to wrap his arms around her smaller frame protectively.
Dean who had followed his younger brother into Reese's room had set his duffel bag on the ground to use as a pillow and fell asleep on the floor. He didn't want to bother these people for a new room and didn't want to be far from his baby brother anyways. He also didn't want to be a room or a few away in case something broke in to take Reese away. Soon all to be heard where the steady breathing of the three residents in one room.
A few hours later, Reese woke up. Since she was also half archangel, she never slept through the night. She carefully moved out of Sam's arms, got off the bed, cautiously stepped over Dean and left the room. However, she kept her headphones on since they were noise cancelling and was told to never take them off until eight in the morning. Reese made her way through the Institute, back to the room where she saw the weapons. Knowing that most people were asleep at this time, she knew that nobody was going to stop her from taking a closer look at the weapons, or at least its what she hoped.
Reese picked up one of the glowing swords she remembered Jace had when they met in the warehouse. She ran her fingers over the blade, admiring its glow before putting it back down to look at the others. The bow, caught her attention and she picked it up.
"What're you doing up?" Jace asked, annoyed that he didn't get a response. Reese looked over her shoulder and hid a small smirk when she saw Jace's mouth moving, couldn't he tell that she couldn't hear him?
Reese huffed, now rather irritated with him following her, continuing her walk down the weapons rooms. It wasn't big but the walls towered over her, the swords practically glowering at anyone who dared to look upon their shininess.
"I'm a highly trained shadowhunter who can live off of runes for days yet you have zero. But you're a Nephilim?" Jace's footsteps echoed throughout the room. She could feel the vibrations in the air.
"Hello? Can you hear me!?" Jace tapped her shoulder and she turned around in response.
Reese slipped off her headphones, Sam did tell her that if someone was talking to her, she could take off the headphones.
"Were you trying to talk to me Jace? Sorry, I was wearing these noise cancelling headphones so could you please repeat what you were saying" she said.
"I was asking why you were up so late!" Jace huffed, apparently rather exasperated.
"Well, since I'm half archangel…I don't sleep much." Reese explained.
"Why are you up so late?" She asked in return.
"Well Clary got mad at me and locked me out of my own room so I put on an energy rune so I can stay awake till she lets me in," Jace spoke as though this were a normal occurrence, like a full moon in every month.
Reese giggled at that, with what she had seen and heard about of Clary, she could imagine Clary doing that.
"What are runes and why do you have them?" Reese asked curiously.
"Runes are a type of magical transcript Nephilim write to get special abilities, enhance their abilities or to create things. When Nephilim are born, they get five runes that last for life that will protect them from demons and downworlders from possessing them," Jace grabbed a dagger from the wall and tossed it from hand to hand with ease. "And a rune to give them the sight in case there are spells surrounding an area to turn the blind eyes of mortals." He explains.
"Why do you ask? You should know about shadowhunters, I mean you're a Nephilim," Jace inquired.
Reese pulled out of her necklace out from under her shirt, "This protects me from possession of demons"she said, showing Jace the charm on the chain of the necklace.
"Also, I don't know a thing about Shadowhunters. Yes I'm a Nephilim but I was born with my powers. And with an archangel for a father my powers far exceeds one of an angel or another Nephilim" Reese tells him.
Jace's eyes widened at the word Archangel. Most Nephilim were born because of their ancestors being angels not the children of angels. That's insane!
"What angel was your parent?" Jace inquired, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice. He's a mysterious young adult that does not convey his emotions unless his girlfriend is there. Simple.
"Archangel and his name was Gabriel. The youngest of three and a trickster" Reese tells him.
"He's the one who made the platypus!" Jace exclaimed, throwing the knife at the wall. Reese's eyes followed the knife into the wall, she gulped and turned back to Jace. Shifting on her heels.
"That is so cool, I need to tell Simon so he can geek out for the next day or two!" Jace grabbed her shoulders, startling Reese which made her extremely flustered.
"Swear you're not messing with me right? I've met angels before but they're not exactly the most personable godly beings so seeing you here is more or less jaw dropping," Jace let his hands drop from her shoulders, realizing that he was crossing the small little line. They still didn't know each other that well and getting that close and personal with a 14 year old is rather awkward.
"I'm not messing with you. My father really is Gabriel the Archangel. He put himself into Casa Erotica, had a one night stand with the girl, accidentally got her pregnant, left and ended up being killed by his brother. I was born and it killed my mother. So no, I'm not messing with you I swear" Reese tells him.
Jace wrinkled his nose at the word Casa Erotica, what the hell is that, Jace wondered.
"You should be in bed and you should be training if you're up this late!" Izzy's voice was heard clearly throughout the room, clear and demanding. Jace stood straight up, turning to face Izzy with the most arrogant smirk.
"Sorry sis, Clary locked me out of my room so this isn't voluntary!"
"And why did she lock you out exactly?" Izzy questioned, the slightest tint of irritation could be heard in her tone.
"I may have told her to take care of somethings," Jace glances behind them to see the eavesdropping teen. "By herself," Jace finished, clearly pleased with himself. Reese wanted to ask but when she saw Izzy walk up to Jace and smack his shoulder she decided it wasn't that important.
"You know what? You can go and train with Simon who's being a pain in my ass too," Jace cocked an eyebrow at Izzy, inserting the slightest bit of double meaning and Izzy smacked him again.
"Get out of here before you taint this innocent child's soul!" Izzy exclaimed exasperatedly. Reese didn't quite understand how Jace could taint her soul but Jace walked out chuckling.
"Sorry about him. He's an ass so don't pay attention to what he says. Anyways, why are you up so late? Shouldn't you be sleeping?" Izzy questioned.
"No, I'm half archangel so I don't sleep much. I'm waiting for Castiel to return now." Reese explained.
"Well, why don't I wait up with you?" Izzy proposed.
"No thanks, I'll be ok. Maybe you should go relax now that you don't have to worry about your boyfriend" Reese tells her.
"Well, if you're sure" Izzy said.
When Reese nodded her head, Izzy left and went to her room. Reese walked through the halls in the same direction Jace had gone and was about to put her headphones back on when a sound of wings stopped her. She turned around and came face to face with Castiel.
"Hello Reese" Castiel said.
"Hi Cas, I was waiting for you." Reese tells him.
"I see, are you ready to practice?" Castiel inquired.
"Yes Castiel" Reese said.
Castiel flicked his wrist, causing his angel blade to slide out of his sleeve and into his hand. Reese conjured up her own and wrapped her fingers around the hilt. When she was ready, Castiel began to attack Reese as the Nephilim began to try to anticipate his attacks to block them. Unfortunately, she didn't anticipate one of his attacks and ended up with Castiel's blade in her chest.
The sound of gasps drew Reese's attention away from the blade embedded in her chest to the newcomers.