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Chapter 4

Suspicion

Jace, Clary and Simon sat in one of the wooden booths at Taki's. Clary was swirling her smoothie around with her straw and Jace, who was sitting next to her, was cutting vigorously into his bloody stake and shoving a piece into his mouth. Simon took a sip of his tall glass of animal blood and licked his lips deliciously.

"I don't like it." Jace finally spoke.

"Don't like what?" Simon asked setting the glass down.

"Whatever Alec and Isabelle are doing at Magnus' place. It's been three days since Isabelle left; not counting the time she came back to grab few of her belongings and then left again. I've called and texted about a hundred times, and no one's answered me! What could they possibly be doing?" He demanded slamming his fist against the table.

"I think you're over reacting, it's probably just relationship problems." Clary said and Simon nodded in agreement. Jace didn't seem reassured, if anything, he looked more annoyed.

"If they were having relationship problems, Alec wouldn't even be in the same room with Magnus. Even I know that." Jace snorted. Simon looked down at his drink remembering the time he went to the Ironworks. He remembered approaching the table and Clary telling him that Magnus and Alec might be fighting, but he didn't have to be told that, the tension was clearly in the atmosphere. Then Alec went about Magnus not telling him about his past and stalked away from the table.

Simon shook his head and saw Clary looking at him and she raised her eyebrows probably thinking of the same thing. Clary looked at Jace.

"Would it make you feel better if we checked it out?" Her words were no sooner spoken when Jace slid out of the booth.

"Yes, now hurry up and finish." He said impatiently, pulling out what looked like money from his pocket and laid it on the table. Clary and Simon exchanged side glances then chugged down their drinks and followed Jace out of the restaurant.

The taxi pulled up on Magnus's street the three huddled out of the car. It was bad enough that Jace had long legs, but as he power walked down the side walk, Clary was practically running just to stay close behind him. Simon slowed, falling in steps with Clary, making Jace lead the way.

"I wonder what's gotten into him." He said quietly. Clary shrugged.

"Beats me. But he was pacing around him room since yesterday last night. I tried to calm him down, but he wouldn't listen to me. He kept saying he felt something was wrong through his parabati mark." They reached the red brick house and Jace rang the buzzer once, twice and a third time before a familiar voice came.

"Alright jezz, who is it?" Isabelle demanded.
"It's me!" Jace called back. "Let me in." He said banging on the door.

"Oh…err…." There was a long pause and Jace crossed his arms over his chest and stomped his foot impatiently on the ground. At last, the door clicked open and Jace marched his way up stairs, Clary and Simon on his heel. At the top, Isabelle was waiting for him, her arms clasp behind her back, her hair up in a half ponytail held by a jade pin. She was wearing a black laced blouse with the wide neck with one side hanging off her shoulders relieving a black strap from her bra. She was wearing a floor length black skirt with purple flower patterns spread all around the material and sandals. Her eyes fell on Clary and Simon and she scowled.

"What are they doing here?" She exclaimed pointing a finger in their direction.

"Nice to see you too." Simon said.

"Whatever" Isabelle turned around and opened the door. "Alec is not going to be happy with this." She said to no one in particular.

"Isabelle, what's going on that you're not telling me?" Jace asked. He asked following her in the flat.

The interior was a creole type of style. The walls and ceilings were maroon colored in an elegant red hue shade. There was a camel back sofa in the center of two eighteenth century chairs all facing an elegant fire mantel that was currently closed off. It wasn't the interior that made Jace gap, but rather the playpen laid out in the center of the living room. Alec was kneeling next to a baby that was crawling all fours playing with a soft blue ball, almost like a kitten. He was wearing the usual faded jeans and a plain navy blue shirt.

"Okay, I know you and Magnus are serious, but I didn't think you were that serious." Jace said, pointing to the baby, a look of disbelief on his face. Alec turned bright red in either anger or embarrassment but he didn't have time to protest when Clary came from behind Jace and saw the baby.

"Ohmygawd!" She exclaimed. Clary dashed forward and placed her hands on her knees looking down at the baby. "He is soo adorable, can I hold him?" She asked. A look of distress crossed Alec's face.

"Uh, wait-" But she was already picking him up in her arms and placing him on her hip. When the baby didn't protest, Alec let his hands fall to his side and he rose to his feet.

"Where is Magnus anyway?" Simon asked, coming to stand next to Clary. He reached out and tried to touch the baby but he cringed back, as if he were a scary monster. Simon frowned, dropping his hand in disappointment.

"That is Magnus." Isabelle said slowly. Jace, Clary, and Simon shared equally shocked expressions.

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