Chapter 2
The rest of the night had passed fairly strangely, in Alec's opinion, what with the discovery of Clary and Simon, and the demon telling them news of Valentine before it's hasty return back to Hell.
They were back at the Institute, and Alec was washing his face clean of stress. Or at least, he was trying to. Seeing Jace like that, all ripped up and bloody… it had been excruciating to watch as his little sister had to draw the Iratzes on his body to stop the bleeding, but those cuts would take hours to heal.
Alec knew from experience that distractions are the worst thing during battle, and the look he'd seen in Jace's eyes as he looked at the strange mundie girl with the red hair was far from being merely distracted.
It was plainly obvious across his features- Jace had a thing for her. And trusting his reputation, he would pursue it. The girl was short, skinny, flat-chested and annoyingly insightful. She had green eyes, and plain fair skin. There was nothing pretty about her. Though knowing Jace, it wouldn't stop him from getting laid tonight.
Alec, of course, was constantly at war with himself over Jace, what with his feelings for him and the amount of women that boy went out with on a regular basis, it was a wonder Alec had any sanity left. Abandoning any attempts to wash away his fears, he headed downstairs to check on his friend's wounds.
Later that night
"Jace, for the millionth time; you need to be more careful! You could have died!" Alec's voice broke on the last word, and he threw his arms up above his head in exasperation. "Do you have any idea how much you mean to me-" He spluttered, "-to us, I mean? Do you?"
Jace rolled his eyes, then winced as Isabelle dabbed alcohol on his opened cuts. The demon had gouged deep, ugly scars into Jace's chest and back, and the Iratze was taking it's time with the healing.
You could tell Jace was in pain, but he tried his best to hide it. It would have fooled anyone who didn't know him well enough- anyone like Clary.
"Alec…" He sighed. "You really need to calm down. I'm fine, see? No harm done..."
The look on Alec's face at that comment effectively shut Jace up. Before it could turn into a fight again, Isabelle hastily pushed Alec towards the door.
"Alec, Jace just needs to rest, okay? Let him sleep. Go read to Max or something." Giving up, Alec stormed out and went to check on his youngest sibling. If only Jace knew how much he really does mean to me, Alec thought to himself miserably as he trudged up the worn stairs.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Sorry for the small chapter, but I thought that it was a good place to stop it ..
