I am really really really sorry that it took so long for me to submit this but my computer has broken down and I don't have much access to the internet. And thanks so much for the reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this chapter; they all belong to the wonderful Cassandra Clare.

Chapter 1 – Entry

Jem hummed to himself as he stroked church next to the fire. He was sitting in his favorite chair lost in his thoughts when Henry entered.

"Charlotte will not be happy" Jem stated taking in Henry's appearance. He was covered in smudges of grease as usual and there was a trail of oily footprints leading down the hallway.

"Oh dear" Henry said looking down in surprise "Jem, Will is still upset and I would like you to go talk to him. No one else seems to get through to him and he might listen to you. Please Jem, Charlotte and I are getting really worried. We don't want him to do something reckless."

Jem sighed, stood up and stretched. "Alright Henry, I'll try my best" he bent down and picked up church.

Henry's face brightened "much appreciated Jem, anyway I have to go, I've nearly figured out how to get a new invention working." He said glancing back at Jem as he left the room. Jem put church back down and chucked another log into the fire. He was secretly stalling; he didn't want to go talk to Will. He was becoming unpredictable and sometimes even lashed out at Jem. There was no use avoiding it, it would have to happen sooner or later and he might as well get on with it. As he walked down the corridor he rehearsed the conversation.

"So what brings you to my room on this beautiful day" Will would say gesturing to the gray clouds out the window.

"I heard that there was some demon activity down by the Thames and was wondering if we should take a look." Jem would reply.

"Straight to the point I see" Will would think for a couple of seconds "Sorry Jem, I have other things scheduled for today." Jem would then raise his eyebrows quizzically.

"What would that be" he would ask politely.

"Oh just the usual. Why?" Will's blue eyes would then narrow as he started to suspect Jem of...

That was as far as Jem got for he had reached Will's bedroom. He hesitated outside the wooden door. He still hadn't figured out what he was going to say to Will. He took a deep breath in and turned the knob. Too late he realized he had forgotten to knock. Sophie looked up startled.

"Oh, master Jem you scared me. I was just cleaning Master William's bed" she explained.

Jem cleared his throat "sorry Sophie I was just looking for Will. Have you seen him?" he asked embarrassed that he'd been so impolite. Sophie frowned.

"He left the institute about half an hour or so ago." She tapped her finger on her chin, thinking "didn't say where he was going" she added.

"Well, thank you Sophie and I do apologize for frightening you." She nodded and went back to smoothing down the covers of Will's bed. Jem turned around and left the room. He figured that Will was probably drinking his sorrows away at some local bar. He had nearly reached his bedroom when he heard an instantly recognisable shriek coming from the next corridor. He immediately broke into a run and ran straight into Henry. Jem was knocked to the floor on impact. Henry extended a hand to help him up. "You right there Jem" he asked.

"Yeah, thanks" Jem replied brushing some dust off his pants. "What's the problem?"

"Jessamine" Henry said waving a hand towards the door as if that one word would explain everything and in a way it did. She was always complaining about something whether it be that her room was too small or that her bed covers didn't match her rug.

"Henry you better come look at this" Charlotte called from inside the room. Henry looked at Jem and nodded signaling that he too was allowed to enter the room. Henry pushed the door open and stepped inside, Jem at his heels. Jem gasped as he entered. The whole room was exactly as it should be expect for the big glass stained window on the far side. Glass shrapnel's where scattered all over the room covering the floor and some of Jessamine's dressing table. The window itself looked as if someone had kick at it with quite a bit of force. The hole was the size of a small horse and was lined with pointy pieces of glass that stuck out threateningly.

"What happened?" Jem asked taking in the room.

"What do you think happened?" Jessamine screamed "it was that savage William! He's been in such a rotten mood lately and he took it out on my poor window!"

"When did this happen and are you sure it was Will Jessamine?" Charlotte asked as she rubbed Jessamine back soothingly.

"It happened about ten minutes ago and who else would do this." she sobbed pointing to her bedroom floor. Charlotte looked at Henry worriedly.

"But Will couldn't have done it" Jem said thinking "he left the institute over half an hour ago"

"Humm. There's something not right here." Henry said stepping closer to the window. He kneeled down and peered at the glass fragments. "Come here and look at this."

Jem stepped closer and looked over Henry's shoulder. There was a patch of glass that was crushed smaller than the rest. Charlotte gasped.

"There footprints" she said amazed.

"And too small to be Will's." Henry paused "Which means someone is in the institute"