DUN DUN DUN, very dramatic I know.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Mortal Instruments.

Dedicating this chapter to my friend Maisie.

Clary POV

My brain feels like mashed potato. I don't remember anything. I keep seeing flashes of colours or images but that's it.

I've been told by the doctors I have a case of amnesia as the last thing I remember is going to school with Simon and planning to go to the club Pandemodium.

I've asked Luke and Jocelyn about what I can't remember, but they refuse to tell me. The only thing I know is it has something to do with the blonde boy Jace.

I spent Christmas day and Boxing day in the hospital bed with Luke and Jocelyn as Simon was spending it with his sister Rebecca. The food in the hospital wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, and I enjoyed the stuffing and turkey in the meal.

I'm finally released from hospital on New Year's Day. I'm wheeled down the dull white corridors by my nurse Angela towards the exit. Then we're met by Luke and Jocelyn in Luke's pickup truck. They help me get inside then fold my wheelchair and crutches and put them in the seat next to me.

As we drive away I stare out the window, as if I'm searching for my lost memories. My eyes close as I hear the murmurs from the front seat. I'm so tired, I've been having restless nights in the hospital even with all the drugs they were inserting me with. I finally drift asleep.

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I'm then gently awoken by my mom shaking my arm as she helps me out of the car. I barely notice we're at Luke's apartment as I'm taken to the spare bedroom and left to rest.

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I wake up drenched in sweat and tangled in my bed covers. I'm having more nightmares about blood and monsters that terrify me and I wake up mid-scream. There must be something wrong with me. I'm going mad.

I hear a rustling and look over to the direction of the noise. The window. It must just be a bird in the tree outside or something. I lay back down in my bed and try to calm myself. I've been so jumpy since I came home from the hospital, my mind just isn't right. I begin to steady my breathing, and before I know it I'm asleep again.

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Jace POV

I know I shouldn't be here, but I need to see her. I haven't talked to anyone for a week, not even to my parabatai Alec. I know he's worried about me, but the only person I want to talk to is her. I look up towards her bedroom window. I was walking around New York all night and I found myself heading towards Luke's apartment. Where she is.

I begin to climb the branches leading higher and higher. Just a peek, I need to see her ginger hair, freckled face and emerald green eyes. I climb up the trunk using the branches covered in leaves as handles.

I finally find a strong branch to hold my weight and balance upon it while leaning towards the glass window. Inside it is Clary's bedroom, I see her drawings on the wall and her sketchpad on the table. I look towards the bed and see her head of hair sitting on the pillow while her body is twisted around in the covers. She sleeps peacefully as I lean my head against the window, wanting to climb through and pick her small body up and become lost in her forest green eyes.

But I can't do that.

Because she doesn't know me anymore.

Cuteee. I will try update weekly or so, but I apologize if I don't.