Hey Everyone. Sorry about the long upload time. Been a bit stressful here lately. So... Without further ado, Chapter 4. Just please don't throw things at me. This one is rather emotional. Just a fair warning.

Also. A huge thanks to my reviewers :) You guys make this so much fun to write. And I promise. Good things are coming for those of you disappointed with where we stopped last. ;)

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Jace was acting differently now, as we approached the warehouse. Although I held my witchlight in one hand, my other was firmly locked with my boyfriend's. He'd been pretty quiet. I didn't really want to interrupt his thoughts, but he was starting to worry me. "Jace?" I asked, squeezing his hand to get his attention.

"Hmm?" He turned his eyes toward me and I felt my breath catch in my throat. They were still that beautiful golden color, but there was uncertainty behind them. I realized I was staring when Jace frowned. "What is it, baby?"

"Oh… I um… I was just worried about you. You haven't said much since we left Magnus' house." I saw him wince at the name.

"I don't care for him." He said abruptly and sighed. I stopped walking and slid one finger under his chin and tilted his face toward mine.

"I know you don't." I pressed my lips to his and backed him against the wall, using my body to hold him there. "You have no reason to be worried, my love."

Jace pulled me against him roughly, but I only made a small squeak of surprise. "I do worry. Alexander." I shivered. "What if… you chose him… over me? You're my life. And I refuse to let you go…" He took a breath before looking into my eyes. "Do you love me, Alec Lightwood?"

I blinked. Was he serious? "Yes! I love you, Jace!" I said without thinking. "I absolutely love you. You're my whole world. I want you. Only you." I kissed him fiercely, pushing my tongue between his lips. I smirked as he moaned in response and tangled our legs so we were even closer together. My head was swimming as we kissed harder and more desperately, both of us consoling and encouraging the other. Jace, at one point, lowered his face to my neck and began to nip and suck at the exposed skin.

"Alec!" He breathed as I pushed myself against him. "Alec!" I could feel his heartbeat speed up as I moved against his body. "Not here. Not until we're done, alright?"

I sighed and backed away. Jace shook his head, drawing his seraph blade out as he did so. But his hand never left mine. And I realized just how badly I wanted Jace in that moment.

We entered the warehouse together; the stone cast strange bluish-white light in rays along the walls. But the place was utterly and completely empty. "Never been fond of warehouses," Jace muttered. I just shook my head and released his hand to continue our search.

"I don't understand," I said as we searched the last empty shipping container that was stored inside, "Magnus said she was here."

"Stupid glittery warlock. Knew I couldn't trust him."

"Jace!"

"What? Do I have to like the guy? Answer, No. So let's just leave him out of this and do our work, alright Alec?" He sighed and walked off to search again. I stared after him for several moments. Jace hardly ever took his frustrations on me. I forgave him instantly, of course, but it was still hard to see him like this.

Part of me thought I should follow him, but Jace was mature enough to handle himself. If he needed me, I wasn't too far away. And he would call for me.

The warehouse itself was huge. If I had to guess I would say it was around 30 by 60 feet and had three small office-like rooms along one wall. We'd searched those thoroughly too and … nothing. I told Jace we had to look for proof that she was here. Some evidence we could take back to the Clave. So, we weren't leaving until we'd found something conclusive. I waved my witchlight around into one of the containers again.

That's when I saw it. Kneeling down, I picked up a short length of duct tape and there were a few strands of hair caught in the adhesive. This is what we had been looking for. "Jace!" I called. "I got something, hurry up and get in here!" I waited; trying to find something I could put the tape in until we got back to the Institute. I eventually decided I would have to keep it in my jacket pocket. Standing up, I turned, expecting to see Jace running toward me… But he wasn't. "Jace?"

I stepped out of the container and felt a strong hand on my shoulder. "Seriously, don't scare me like that!" I shouted, knowing it was most likely Jace trying to frighten me for the fun of it. It was still deathly dark in here, even with two witchlights glowing.

But I soon found out that it wasn't Jace. I was shoved out into the cool night air; a hand covered both my eyes and my mouth. I tumbled into what must have been a portal; I would have recognized that strange sensation anywhere. On the other side I fell to my knees, scraping the skin beneath my gear.

Looking up I saw that I was in a house. Several men rose to their feet to get a look at me. The man that had taken me quickly pulled me up, but he secured a length of tape over my mouth so I couldn't speak. But… that didn't stop me from fighting as hard as I could.

"This is the one they sent to search for us? He's kind of small isn't he?" Their leader said. The other men chuckled. I tried to lunge at them, but was tripped so I feel onto my hands and knees instead.

"There was another one. But I didn't think I could handle getting them both here without eliciting attention, Sir," my captor said.

"You've done well enough, Samuel." He knelt in front of me and tipped my face up to his. "Welcome, little Nephilim. My name is Victor. And you're going to be staying here for quite a while, alright?" He glanced up at the man named Samuel again. "Take him somewhere and lock him up tight. I don't want to lose my bargaining chip."

"Yes, Sir." Samuel hauled me to my feet and practically dragged me down the hall and into a small closet-sized cell. He chained my hands above my head, and secured my feet to the floor. I struggled desperately, straining to get away. "Goodnight, princess." With that, he slammed the door shut and bolted the lock.

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"Alexander!" Jace shouted. "Please answer me! Please!" He ran frantically through the warehouse before finally giving up and going outside. It was then that he gave up his barely calm demeanor. "DAMN IT, ALEXANDER LIGHTWOOD! Where the HELL are YOU?!" Having exhausted all of his energy searching, he sank to his knees and buried his face in his hands as his forehead rested against the cold cement. "Alec…" he breathed. "Please, Alec… please be okay." He felt three small tears slip from his eyes and slide along his palms. He didn't cry. And yet… when it came to Alec… He had no control. Not ever. "I'm so sorry."

"Forgive me… for… intruding." A familiar voice spoke in Jace's ears. "But… has Alec really gone missing?"

Jace's head whipped up. Magnus Bane was crouching in front of him – genuine worry in his normally bright, clear eyes. "Like it's any of YOUR damn business," he snapped. "Hell. You probably arranged this, huh? YOU gave us the address. YOU probably took Alec too." He lunged forward and pinned Magnus down hard on his back. "TELL ME…WHERE…HE IS!"

"I didn't arrange anything, Jace Lightwood." He said with a sigh. "I was… keeping tabs on you both."

"You were spying on us?!"

"Not spying. I…" he looked away. "I was taken immediately with Alec today. He's very… beautiful."

"Tell me something I don't know." He hissed, trying to stay calm.

"So I wanted… to make sure… he was okay. That's all. I promise."

"Touching, Bane," he retorted, finally releasing Magnus and standing to his feet. "But I'M the one who gets to be worried about MY boyfriend, NOT you."

"Fair enough," Magnus stood as well. "Then let me help you at least. Let me help you find him."

So... there it is. Sorry. Magnus is gonna be sticking around. But this is Jalec people :) That is all. Please Review, any helpful suggestions are ALWAYS welcome.