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At the conclusion of the story of how the time travelers had gotten here and the solution being Mortmain, there was utter silence. Even Willow would had previously been humming to herself had quieted.
"This…can't be possible" Gideon finally whispered "and if it is we cannot bring ourselves to gravel to the Magister!" Izzy who had been silent this whole time stood up
"I don't know who this Magister is, but how else do you suggest we get home!?"
"The Magister is an enemy of the Clave, he has contraptions made of metal and human flesh that he is trying to fuse with demon energy."
"How do we know they aren't with the Magister? He probably sent them to get us to concede to him" Gabriel added and Jace stood
"No way! We told you how we got here!"
"How do we know that's true? You've given us no proof you're actually from the future." Suddenly Gabriel had a blade in his hand "I don't trust them" Jace had stepped back but was still poised to dodge any attack and the others from the future stood as well. Willow's eyes widened and she moved closed into Benedict's side, the man looked down at the girl then his son.
"Gabriel! Put your weapon down" Gabriel looked at his father in disbelief "now."
"Father, you believe them?" Jace's eyes locked on Willow and he tried to devise a way to get Will away from him and get them all out of there before something went wrong.
"Will…" he whispered and she shot up to look at him "come here Will" Willow scrunched up her nose and leaned against Benedict again
"No, I wanna stay."
"Willow!" She jumped when he said her name with that aggressiveness "come. Here. Now."
"Where do you think you're going?" Benedict asked standing as Willow moved to climb off the chair "you can't leave when we know you are heading straight for the Magister." Clary moved forward
"You can't keep us here, we aren't prisoners." Benedict stood in front of Willow as she made it off of her chair and Jem shot up immediately.
"No, but we must consult the Consul before any decisions can be made and that includes your departure."
"Fine, that's fine. They will stay, come here Willow." Jem looked agitated, Will looked up at Benedict as if for permission and he moved from in front of her. Willow smiled at him
"Will you come back over tomorrow?" Benedict nodded at the girl
"Yes I will…" he looked up toward Charlotte "it is obvious that the institute is not being run the way it should under its current head." Willow not understanding the insult, skipped over to her father who picked her up immediately and seemed to be checking for any wounds on the girl. Tessa had hurried over to Willow as well and was fusing about her. Willow made a disgusted face and pushed out of her father's arms "STOPP!" Jace grinned at the eruption that was about to occur. Willow got away from her parents and they looked at her confused
"I'm not a flower! I'm a Shadowhunters, I come long lines of fierce warriors, not garden plants!" She stomped away from them and out of the library.
"Well she's right you know…" Jace snickered and waltzed out as well.
Charlotte looked around "well we'll wait for word from Magnus and I'll alert you with any news."
The time travelers had gathered in an attic space at the end of the meeting and when they told the residents of the London Institute they were going to bed.
"What are we gonna do? There's no way they're gonna let us get help from Mortmain and he's our only way home." Alec shook his head in defeat at Clary's comment
"I don't know… we have no idea who or where the guy is so without the Shadowhunters help, we can't find him anyway. Hopefully Zachariah or Magnus in the future can help somehow." Jace kicked a box
"You heard old Magnus, Mortmain is the only way home." Willow had long been found collapsed and snoring on the stairwell by Sophie, the maid and taken to a bedroom. Jace's mind wandered to her, he had to get her home and quick before she realized the predicament they were actually in. But how? They sat in silence for a few moments before Clary piped up
"Maybe I can think of a rune that could get us home."
"Good, that's a good idea. Clary concentrate on that and we'll just try to get word back to Zachariah and Magnus to think of something too." Alec had stepped in as a temporary leader and was taking control of the situation "now we can't do anything else tonight so we should get some sleep." A hopelessness seemed to fill the Shadowhunters as they realized the odds against their return to their own time. As they left the attic they were confronted with a beautiful maiden standing in front of you with a scowl on her face.
"Goodness, what were you doing in there? Counting the dust?" They blinked at the blonde girl who Izzy recalled being called Jessamine.
"I can get word to the Magister for you."