Raphael POV

"What do you mean that she could die?" he asked. How could a Downworlder sickness be in Clary?

"This sickness that she has is too powerful that only Downworlders can have, since they can take this. But Clary is a Nephilim not a Downworlder. She's part Angel and that isn't good. Since she already has her ability to create new runes, I don't know what could happen to her now with that sickeness," Magnus said.

"So you are telling me that she could burn down the whole world?" Raphael asked, disbelieved.

"It could happen," that was the only thing he said to Raphael.

"What did you give her?" Raphael asked, remembering that he made her drink a green liquid.

"That was a potion that would make her temperature go down and it did, so she would be fine for a couple of days till this happens again," he said.

Raphael walked over to the couch and sat on the edge of it where Clary's head was. He looked at her. Her heart was slowing down to a normal pace and beating in a soft sync, her breathing was soft and steady. When he touched her skin; it was back to her body temperature and was cool.

"How can we get this sickness out of her?" he asked Magnus.

"First of all, we have to find who did this first. This only can happen if Downworlder blood was injected in her skin or Dark Magic," he said, pacing around the room.

"So, you think that Sebastian had something to do with it?" he asked the warlock. Magus only nodded once.

"But how could he have done it? Jace always walked her home and you didn't see him do anything but beat her."

Raphael nodded. He never remembered that Sebastian used Dark Magic on her or injected Downworlder blood in her.

"No, he only had a dagger but he didn't get to use to on her because that was when I showed up," Raphael explained. It looked like Magnus was going to say something when they both heard a groan. Raphael looked back at Clary and saw that her green eyes were open but weary.

"What happened?" she asked in a hushed voice, as if only Raphael was with her but not Magnus.

"Where am I?"

"Clary, we will answer you until you get some rest," Raphael told her.

"We?" she was confused.

"You are at my house," Magnus chimed in. She put her hand on her head and started to get up.

"Precious, you need to rest," Raphael said again.

"I don't know if I can because when I was unconscious, I started to see fire and destruction where I walked and I saw dead bodies everywhere. It looked like I killed them because there was blood on my hands also," she explained. Raphael looked at Magnus.

Magnus sighed but decided that he was the one to tell her what was happening.

"Clary, the only reason you were being so sick like that is because you have a type of Downworlder sickness that Sebastian may have put it in you, somehow. Please don't get scared when I say this; but if we don't find out who did this, because they might have the antidote, you could do what you did in you nightmare and then die after it."

Raphael heard Clary suck in a gasp. She was trying not to be afraid. She wanted to be brave and not break down.

"Don't worry, we'll find a way to this," Raphael told her so that only she could hear and not Magnus.

"I will call your mother and Luke and tell them that you are with me," Magnus said and left the room.

"How? What if you can't find Sebastian? What if it's too late and I go and burn the world down and kill everyone else and then I die myself?" she ranted on with her questions with fear in her tone. Raphael grabbed her face with both of his hands.

"I won't let that happen, as long as I stay by your side," he said to her.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked. He simply stared at her, then he closed the gap between them so that his lips touched her soft ones. He knew that he caught her in surprise, but felt her relax and kiss him back. It felt like forever to Raphael but it was only a mere twenty seconds. He pulled away. He saw that a blush had formed on her face and her eyes were wide and glossy. He gave a grin at her. The tip of his fangs showing.

"Raphael, I need to speak with you!" Magnus's voice rang down the hallway. He stared at Clary for a moment, the grin still on his face and then got up and went to find Magnus. Leaving a confused Clary behind.

Clary POV

What the hell just happen? Her mind asked. When she asked him that last question; he kissed her. She was surprised at the moment. Jace and her kisses may have a spark to them but when her and Raphael kissed, it felt like a fireworks display going off. Eventually she kissed him back.

When he pulled away and left to go find Magnus, she collapsed back on the couch and looked at the ceiling. She was with Jace, not Raphael. He only saved her life. That's all. They had nothing between them. Nothing. Nothing, she repeated in her head. She touched her lip, where his lips touched her. She gave a tiny smile.

Maybe, they did have something.

Raphael POV

He found Magnus in his room. Phone in his hand; Raphael could hear the voices that were speaking.

"Magnus, I want my daughter back. I have been worried sick about her. Everyone had. We were going to report to the Clave that she went missing."

His thought of the voice was Jocelyn.

"Don't worry, Jocelyn. You can see her later. Right now I have to tell you something," he stopped and looked at Raphael. "Better yet, how about the vampire tell you."

Raphael looked at him in surprise. Which never happened to him before. Why would Magnus want him to tell her? Maybe because Magnus wanted him to tell her what's going on between them. Raphael gave Magnus a murderous look but took the phone from his outstretched hand. Magnus left the room after that and banged the door closed. He put the phone next to his ear.

"Simon, Simon is that you? Is Clary okay?" Jocelyn's voice rang through the phone,, desperate to be Simon's voice. But Raphael wanted to have his fun.

"Actually, it isn't the Daylighter, but me," he said in an amused tone.

"Raphael," her voice was tight and strict now. No more desperation in her voice.

"What do you want to know?" he asked her, a grin on his face.

"Why are you with my daughter for?" she asked, demanding for an answer.

"I'm only with your daughter because I saved her from that demon brother of her," Raphael snapped at her. He could hear that she sucked in a breath that was too sharp.

"You saved her?"

"Yes, and now I want something back," Raphael said. He always loved to make a deal or bargain with someone.

"Then, what do you want then?" she asked. Raphael didn't hesitate on what he wanted.

"Her," the only word he said to her.

"My daughter, you mean," she said.

"Yes," the one word answers he was giving her were quite amusing to him but not her he guessed.

"Why is that?"

"I'm the only one that can protect her. And don't say that you Nephilim can because that isn't true," he told her.

"What if I say no?"

"Then I won't give her to you or your little friends. Dios, do you want to make the deal or not?"

She didn't answer.

"If you don't let me protect her, than she could die from the hands of that bastard," he said, all serious now.

"Fine, you can protect her but Magnus said that something was wrong with her. What's happening to my baby girl?" She was worried. He remembered before he was turned into a Vampire, that his mother would sound like that if he wasn't well as a kid.

"He said that she has a sickness that only Downworlders have. If we don't find out who did this she could burn the whole world down and kill everyone in her way. Then after that happens, she could die," he said. He could hear her sobs.

"I want you to protect her and keep her safe. I want you to find the person who did this to her and kill them," she demanded. He never took orders from anyone but the Clave. But the way she told him, she wasn't kidding that she wanted him to kill the person who did this to her loving daughter.

"Fine," he said. He was going to hang up but she wasn't done.

"I want to see her." He rolled his eyes.

"Fine, when," his voice growing impatient. He just wanted to get this over with.

"Today, right now," she answered. He agreed and hung up.

He had seen Clary's mother before. But she really was protective and demanding when it came to her daughter. The thought of his mother came back to his head.

"Vamos a terminar con esto," he said. He just wanted them to get this over with. And started to open the door, when the door opened itself. Clary emerged from the door and closed the door behind her. She looked at him in the eyes.

"What did you hear?"

"Everything," she said. She looked to the ground.

"Why do you want me?" she asked, still not looking at him.

"How many times do I have to repeat myself, precious?"

"I know, I know. I'm one of a kind. But why?"

"Because you are different. I can tell. You don't like to be told what to do, you lose your temper easily, and you are very adorable when you blush, precious," he said with a grin. With that, she looked at him.

"C'mon, you mother wants to see you."

"Okay," was the only thing she said when he dragged her out the door and to the living room, where Magnus was with Chairman Meow.

"Where are you two going?" he asked.

"Her mother wants to see her," Raphael said and they left through the front door without another word.

They walked their way to her house. They didn't talk to each other. Raphael looked at Clary in the corner of his eye. He saw that she was looking down, not wanting to make contact with him or where she was going, her hands were in her jacket's pockets, and the moonlight was shining down at her. It made her look beautiful. As if sensing him looking at her, she looked at him.

"What?" she asked in a dull voice.

"Nothing."

She sighed.

"Are you okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah, why do you care?"

"Tengo que proteger, precioso. Tu madre me dijo también," he said.

She looked confused. These Nephilim and there languages, he thought in his head.

"I said, 'I have to protect you, precious. Your mother told me too," he repeated in English.

"Oh." Was the last thing she said to him because they were at Luke's Bookstore/ house. They made their way up the path and Clary unlocked the door. They went to the back of the bookstore and opened another door. When she did, the Lightwoods, Simon, he mother, Luke, and his pack were there and they all looked at them.

"You saved her, then?" a voice said. It was in a dark tone as if the person didn't appreciate Raphael saving Clary.

But their was only person that wouldn't appreciate Raphael saving Clary.

And that would be Jace.

Jace doesnt appreciate Raphael saving Clary. Her mother made a deal with Raphael so he can protect her. And the connection to Clary and Raphael is going to grow more intense. So i hope you like this chapter. :D