"Jace…" Alec said trying to draw his Parabatai's attention. Somehow in the last hour Jace's face had become gaunt and pale with shadows under his eyes. In the past hour his world had been turned upside down.
Jace looked at Alec with a vacant expression that frightened him. He knew Clary was Jace's world, they were to be joined in just a few weeks. Things were finally coming together…
"Does anyone else think that all this is kind of fishy?" Isabelle said breaking Alec's train of thought.
"What?" Alec asked sounding irritated.
"I mean all of this," Isabelle explained pushing away from the wall she was leaning on and walking over to sit next to Jace. "We haven't seen forsaken in months, it takes someone putting runes on a mundane to do it."
"Yeah, and…" Alec pressed.
"Well isn't it strange that after all that time of relative peace, suddenly a forsaken pops out of nowhere in New York City of all places?" Isabelle finished.
"Not really," Alec replied tersely.
"No, it is strange." Jace said quietly.
Alec's eyes widened. "What did you say?"
"I agree with Isabelle, it's unusual." He replied. "Like someone is sending us a message. This isn't a random happening. "
"One forsaken attacking a warehouse doesn't immediately mean a conspiracy theory." Alec huffed.
"But one forsaken and a pack of demons brought up so close to The Institute in an area full of Mundanes…" Jace pointed out.
Alec sighed. "It means trouble's coming…" Alec said finishing Jace's thought. "And we're right in the middle of it."
"As always," Isabelle agreed.
Jocelyn appeared in the doorway. "Jace," She said quietly. "Brother Jeremiah would like you to come in."
Jace nodded and stood up. He looked back at Isabelle and Alec then walked into Clary's room.