Story Name: Clary's sickness
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Summary: Clary is staying at the institute. Whilst Jace is away for a few days, she falls down sick. Is it the simple flu like she thinks or is there something bigger going on? When Jace arrives home, will he figure it out or will it be too late?
Disclaimer: I do not own The Mortal Instruments or its characters. I just own the plot of this story.
My first try at writing the Mortal Instruments :) I'll definitely need a lot of practice before it will be good, but heres a short story for now.
"Jace," Clary whispered. It took a lot of strength out of her and Jace could barely understand. "I don't feel so good."
Jace bit his bottom lip in thought. He had believed taking Clary from the hospital would make her better but she looked as though she were going to die. "It's okay, baby. We're here."
Magnus opened the door even before Jace knocked. He raised his eyebrow in question as he saw Clary's pale form in Jace's arm. "You better come in…" He stepped away from the door and Jace stepped inside, being careful that he didn't jostle Clary too much.
"Please tell me there is a reasonable explanation for this." Magnus begged as he gestured to Clary in Jace's arms. "I have just come off the phone to Isabelle screaming that Clary was gone from the hospital."
Jace nodded, setting Clary down on the small couch. "I couldn't keep her there. Those mundanes wouldn't help her."
"You're going to have to take her back." Magnus said with concern, looking at Clary.
Jace shook his head. "No. I can't take her back there! You can help her…"
"She has Sepsis, Jace." Magnus said with a sigh. "I can treat her with IV fluids if I have them and monitor her oxygen and blood levels, but what am I supposed to do if her organs fail?"
Jace took out the tubes from his pocket and handed them to Magnus. "All we need is the fluids..." He murmured. "Her organs won't fail. Please."
Magnus sighed and disappeared. He returned with a bag full of clear liquid and a container of thick, yellow liquid. "You can't react on your feelings, Jace." Magnus said as he took Clary's hand and prepared it for the needle. "Sometimes we have to do what other people say because they are the right things. Taking Clary from the hospital has only endangered her more."
Jace swallowed thickly, regretting his actions a little. "You won't call them?" He watched Magnus insert the needle and was there smoothing Clary's hair when she whimpered.
"If you'll pay me - I do no free favors for shadowhunters." Magnus began with a sly smile on his face. "I wouldn't like to get caught by mundanes. If I had my way, I would take her right back, but then perhaps I would get arrested."
"Why do you care?" Jace muttered, staring at the floor. "You could just draw yourself a portal. I'll pay you…just help her."
Magus did not respond but continued to secure the IV to Clary's hand. "This should be alright for now. I'll need to go and get some medical equipment somehow. Just watch her, be with her, whatever. If she worsens, call for me."
Jace nodded and lifted Clary up so that he could slide onto the small couch and hold her in his lap. Just how he wanted to hold her. He stripped his coat off her cold skin and set it aside. There was an afghan draped over the side of the couch and he pulled it over Clary with gentle hands. She seemed so fragile. "Baby?" He murmured to her.
"Jace…" She breathed roughly. "I'm scared."
His heart ached. "Please don't be scared, Clary. Everything will be alright."
"Where are we?" She clearly hadn't heard Magnus and Jace's conversation or heard much of what he had said at the hospital.
"I brought you to Magnus, remember baby? He's going to make you better. I promise. You're doing such a great job. Do you need anything?"
"Just…just hold me." Clary begged. Her chest rose and fell slowly as if each breath was precious. Her hands were shaking inside Jace's and her skin was still ice cold and deathly white. He could not tell if she had worsened or if she felt the same.
He tightened his grip on her, brushing her soft hair back from her face. "You'll tell me if you feel worse?"
She gave a weak nod, closing her teary eyes again and snuggling in against him. "Jace…movie…tangled…" Clary was unable to form a complete sentence. She was exhausted.
Jace raised his eyebrows though Clary couldn't see it. "Tangled." He muttered. "If you've told anyone I like that film, I'll have to tickle you to death." He told Clary with a smile. "We could watch it, but I don't think Magnus is quite the type to keep such a film."
Clary laughed lightly and the sound filled Jace's heart. He hadn't heard her laugh in a while and had been starting to miss it.
"Luckily, I brought my IPod," He whispered in her ear. He retrieved his IPod from his pocket and handed it to her.
Her shaking, pale fingers took the slim object weakly. She set up the video and settled the screen so that Jace could see it over her shoulder.
The movie had only been on for around 10 minutes before Clary started to protest. "The screen hurts my eyes." She whimpered.
He swallowed in concern. Tangled was one of her favorite movies and she wouldn't miss it for anything. Having to turn it off only 10 minutes in brought discomfort to him and he pulled her close. "Rest baby."
"Am I going to die, Jace?" Clary asked him, turning to look at his face with all her strength. She seemed so drained.
Jace stiffened, his jaw set and his hands clenched into fists. He reminded himself he was still holding Clary's hands and tried to loosen his grip as not to hurt her. "Don't think like that. I won't let you die."
"I'm not in hospital." Clary pointed out. "And Isabelle said that-"
"Isabelle didn't even know what sepsis was until the doctor told her. Those numbers could mean anything. You're stronger than a mundane. You'll be fine." Jace's tone was firm and Clary knew not to argue with him.
"I want to get up." She said instead. She was feeling shaky and a little sick but refused to let Jace know.
Jace frowned. He didn't want Clary to get up and move about, she needed to rest. "You need to rest, baby…especially here. Magnus can only help so much. Please don't stress yourself out."
"Jace," Clary said with disagreement. She twisted in Jace's lap to look at him. Her red hair wasn't as soft as it normally was, darker than usual. Her piercing green eyes held Jace's attention as she stared up at him. Eyes swirling in the dark light, sunken in as though she had not slept in days.
Jace swallowed which caused pain in his throat as though it were being cut with a thousand razors. "Are you feeling any better?" He asked, his voice rough and low.
She nodded, the motion clearly unsettling her for a few seconds. "I just need to get up. Only for a second. Please…"
Despite Jace's arrogance and internal anger, he could never go against Clary's wishes. "Be careful, Clary." He eventually told her.
She nodded; a sudden fire in her that Jace had not seen in awhile. He helped her up off of the small couch and held her steady for a few seconds before letting her go.
Don't you just love Clary and Jace fluff :')) n'aaaw :)
and now hes starting to regret taking her from the hospital. Hmm.
And there's Magnus for those who asked :') I could never leave him out!
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