Hey, sorry guys it took so long. If it wasn't for a friend of mine, i wouldn't have had the inspiration for the following chapters. I know this is a shorter chapter than normal, but the next one will probably be longer.
Please enjoy and review! I wan't to know what you guys think of it.
Clary walked into her room. She had her room for over a month now, but it still looked impersonal. It was arranged in the same way the other dozen of guestrooms the institute had been. Jace had told her when she had just been here, that in the earlier years of the institute all the guestrooms had been filled. Now almost all the rooms were out of use. When she noticed that she was walking across the room over and over again, Clary decided to take a seat on the edge of her bed.. "They will be alright, they have been training for this since they were in the crib." The black-haired-girl walked towards Clary and sat down next to her. "Quite literally actually." Izzy added with a smile. The red-haired-girl knew it was meant well, but she was to worried about Alec to really appreciate it. She still smiled a weak smile to let Izzy know that she appreciated what she tried to do. "Clary, he is going to be alright. Jace is with him and will watch over Alec. Like he always does." Clary saw the girls lip curl in a loving smile. She probably thought about all the time she fought with them; when she was part of the team; when all three of them looked out for each other. It took some of the concern away, even though she knew it was the other way around. It had always been Alec who watched over Jace. "Relax a little, i know you're worried about Alec, but Jace won't get him killed just because he feels betrayed." She knew he wouldn't get Alec killed, but get him physically hurt. It wouldn't be the first time he would get his siblings hurt… No, she had to stop it. She shouldn't be thinking as bad about him as she did. They were parabatai, if he would hurt Alec, he would hurt himself. And like Izzy said, he wouldn't get them both killed just because he wasn't happy the way it was going. Clary told herself this multiple times until she fully believed it. She wasn't going to let her think otherwise. The guys would both get home with maybe some scratches and blood, but nothing more. They would both get home, she repeated to herself. So when the girl had convinced herself, she put a smile on her face and tried not to worry about it anymore. There was a moment of silence and apparently they were done with the topic. Because when Izzy opened her mouth, it wasn't about the mission at all. "So, you like my brother huh." She said with a devilish smile, while wiggling her eyebrows in that confident way of her. Of course she brought up that one specific subject. It had actually surprised the green-eyed-girl that it had taken her so long. In response she just rolled her eyes with a big smile. It was a kind of magic, that when his name was called, a smile grew. Clary guessed love was precisely that. Magic.