Chapter 6

Jace POV

Clary rides on my back as we bolt up the stairs. The demon managed to hurt her leg to the point where she can barely walk much less run. Isabelle and Alec are right on my feet. We reach the top of the building and I lay Clary behind a large vent. I take out my stele and place it against her angelic rune so her glamour will work before doing it to myself. Isabelle and Alec are putting their steles away when I turn around. Now the four of us can see each other but are invisible to the world. Good thing too. I wish they would have thought of this earlier when they went demon hunting without backup. The demon crashes up through the roof and lands with a thud. I take out both of my seraph blades and Isabelle holds her whip tightly. I can't see Alec but I'm assuming that he is trying that freezing rune.

I leap toward it but it bolts out of my way. Isabelle tries to restrain it but it's gotten stronger. I get knocked off my feet and go slamming into the vent I hid Clry behind. I glance to check on her but she's gone. She's running toward the demon with a long seraph blade in her hand. I start to call out but it's too late. She sinks the blade into the demon and everything explodes in a bright light.I put my hands over my head and look up when I feel no debris.

"Clary?" I choke.

"Over here." She stands and walks toward me. Illuminated by the fading light. Alec and Isabelle are regaining balance as she walks to me. There are no remains. Nothing. Jut a large charred mark on the concrete.

She holds out a hand.

"C'mon. Lets go."

Clary POV

Jace finishes the iratze on my leg and pulls the covers up over me.

"Do you need anything Clary?"

"Water?"

"Okay. I'll be back soon."

He walks back in 5 minutes later carrying a tray with water and cantaloupe on it.

"Maryse said to have you eat something."

"Okay."

Jace sits beside me on the bed, feeding me and giving me kisses that taste like the fruit. Maryse walks in just as Jace is licking his lips. He puts an arm around me and looks up at his adoptive mother.

"Yes?"

"Well for starters, why are you not wearing pants?"

"Because this place is very hot considering the fact that the electricity has been cut by the reporters and we can't use witch light power until Magnus gets here tomorrow."

"Clary are you okay with this?"

"Eh," I shrug, "At least he's wearing boxers and not a g-string."

She laughs,

"Yes I suppose that's right. Anyways, I was wondering how your guys vacation went. Today has been so crazy I haven't had a chance to talk to you at all."

"It was good. It was nice to get away and be in a bubble for a while." Jace traces one of my runes.

"So…The thing you asked me to arrange before you left. Did that go okay?"

"You mean this?" Jace holds my left hand out, showing her my ring.

"Oh that's wonderful! When are you going to tell everyone?"

"Whenever Clary wants. But first we should take care of the reporters."

"I agree. Did you guys take care of the…situation?" She cautiously eyes the window even though we are on the third floor.

"Yeah. It was…enlightening…" Jace looks down at me and stifles a laugh.

"So enlightening in fact it hurt our eyes." I giggle.

"That's good. I guess I'll go try to get some sleep. You two have a good night and please be careful with your words and actions. You aren't in Rio anymore…and we have rats…lots and lots of nasty rats." She turns on her heel and walks out, shutting the door behind her.

Jace looks down at me.

"Now my dear Clary, you should sleep. You suffered a pretty bad injury today and need to heal."

"Yes sir." I salute him in a mocking manor. I try to scoot down but it's not happening. Isabelle put my leg in a splint, and the iratze only heals flesh wounds. Not broken bones. So we have to wait for Magnus to get here tomorrow so he can properly heal it. Until then, I'm stuck.

"Jace? A little help here?"

He gently grabs my waist and slides me down in the bed, covering me with the cool sheet that he wet so I wouldn't be hot.

"Jace…can we listen to music?"

"Is your iPod charged?"

"Yeah…"

"Okay I'll get it." He gets up and crosses the room, grabbing my iPod off the dresser and coming back to lay down beside me. He takes the small speaker off the nightstand and plugs it in. We listen to the bittersweet voice of an artist I've never heard before. Jace cooing softly in my ear as my eyes fall heavy and I drift off.

Jace POV

I wake up and hear running water. Clary must be brushing her teeth. I get up and go into the bathroom, picking up my toothbrush I stand beside her. We are nudging each other playfully and laughing foamily until a rock comes crashing through the bathroom window, scattering glass everywhere. The rock is followed quickly by a reporter. Clary takes one of her crutches and starts swinging at the reporter. I decide to just push him out the window. I have to carry her down the stairs when Magnus arrives. I lay her on one of the cots in the infirmary so Magnus can do whatever it is he does.

When Magnus is done he walks back downstairs with Maryse. I have no idea what they're doing but we had to give him all of our witch lights.

Clary and I go into the library and sit side by side at the piano. I start playing as she lays her head on my shoulder. This feels natural. Thisis something we do on occasion. She watches my hands carefully and tries to mimic me on a higher octave. It never really goes as planned. She always gets frustrated.

Suddenly the small television on the edge of the desk flicks on. We have power again. Great. News time.

The reporter on the screen is an average woman with way too much makeup and obviously dyed black hair pulled back in a messy ponytail.

"I am standing outside a place called the Institute. Seemingly run down it is home to a family we know nothing about. Sources claim that a new york teenager- Clarissa Adele Fairchild- who was accused of killing her father and brother last year. The other teenagers inside were seen at the scene of the murders but never found or charged. Clarissa was later acquitted after testimony by Luke Garroway. What is she doing now? Are they planning the next kill? I have a video here, submitted by an anonymous source of two of the four teenagers fighting…something on the top of a building night before last."

They play the footage of Alec and Isabelle battling the Demon we killed last night. Then it cuts out. It cuts to Clary and I…Jumping out of the Portal yesterday morning. Shit.

"We have no idea who these children are. But we beg them. Please show yourselves. You are not in trouble, we just want to ask you a few questions. We know your watching."

Suddenly the camera switches to Clary and I, staring at the tv, then me looking back and running to the window to tip a bookshelf over in front of it.

"I swear on the Angel! Why can't they leave us the hell alone!" Alec comes running into the room. He must have watched it on the TV in the kitchen.

"I don't know."

"Are you guys okay?"

"Yeah."

"Um…Jace, Alec?"

"What?"

"My foster parents are on the news."

I look at the tv, wild-eyed and already boiling with anger. The monsters are trying to look distraught. I don't buy it.

"Clary. You need to come home sweetie. You aren't in trouble. We know you are with that monster Jace Wayland and his terrible family. We are sending the police after you honey. If they have kidnapped you don't worry, you will be safe soon."

The screen flashes to police cars pulling up outside. Alec starts biting his thumbnail nervously saying 'c'mon Magnus' under his breath. Suddenly Magnus bursts out the front door of the institute. He holds his hands up and 90 percent of the reporters are uncloaked. They're all demons. The others are so confused that they faint. There are so many road blocks that nobody can really see them. Jace grabs my arm.

"C'mon Clary. We have about 10 minutes to get rid of all the demons before someone who was watching shows up."

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