I have a lot to say about this chapter. First I want to apologize, I am definitely having a writers block so this chapter sucks. The only good thing about this chapter is Jace & Izzy bonding scenes which unfortunately are few and far between. Also, I think it's important for you to know that I know how this story is going to end but I only find out how its going to get there while I'm writing the chapter. When I look back on this story, it is nothing like how I would have ever imagined and I am pleasantly surprised about that. . Lastly, I have some good ideas for the next chapter which is probably going to be the second to last (unless its to long), so hold tight!

A helpful recap for this chapter: Sebastian mentioned memory loss- especially about certain someone...

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***All credits to Cassandra Clare

Izzy sat on the side of Jace's bed, watching him sleep. It was 11:30 in the morning; a soft breeze blew through the open curtain and the morning sun illuminated Jace's golden hair. Izzy had made breakfast for him and decided to come deliver it to him personally. She was surprised to find him still asleep, he was usually an early-riser, but nevertheless, she didn't wake him. He needed it, and she was glad he was finally taken proper care of himself. She had missed Jace; cocky, fearless, confidant Jace. Maybe he was back now. Maybe whatever had happened last night would help him recover from his current predicament. She watched him with a soft, sisterly smile. He was beautiful- he really was. She would never tell him that, he didn't need to be reminded, but as someone who always appreciated beauty, Izzy couldn't help but acknowledge it. When she found out about his angel blood, Izzy wasn't entirely shocked. If anyone could be an angel, it was Jace. He was a prince- a lion. With his rich, blonde hair, and honey eyes fringed with dark lashes. He was golden, truly golden, from head to toe. Izzy reached out to tuck a loose strand hair behind his ear with sisterly affection, when Jace's eyes lifted slowly. He took in his surroundings, looking side to side- confusion clearly written all over his face. He looked at Izzy, and sat up in his bed, rubbing his forehead with the back of his hand. "What...happened?" He asked. Isabel sighed and and stretched her back, tilting her chin towards the bare, white ceiling. "I was going to ask you the same thing Jace." She turned to look at him "I wake up in the middle of the night to find you gone. Are you crazy? You can't just leave and go looking for her by yourself, especially at the dead of night- its practically a suicide mission!" Jace was silent, and Izzy took his silence as a sign to continue "What do you think it was like Jace, to find you curled on the side of an abandoned road, half dead?" She shook her head, a lock of dark hair sliding around the base of her neck "I know you think you are untouchable, but no one is. Ever. Not even you." She watched him dubiously "What happened out there? For real. I want to find her as much as you do Jace, but we need to work together. Tell me the truth- what happened?" Jace stared at her. His eyes were wide and his lips were parted. Everthing was utterly silent- he sat motionless on his bed, his breathe hanging in his throat. The room was still and the walls were still- the wind outside was suspended over the trees, the leaves were dangling in the air- the whole world completely frozen in time, hungrily anticipated Jace's answer. He shook his head, his eyes deep with fear. He leaned closely to Isabel and whispered hoarsily "Izzy... I don't remember anything."

Izzy felt dizzy. She could hear the thoughts whirring around her head like a pinwheel; she was filled with questions. "What don't you remember?" Jace closed his eyes "I remember you were sleeping. I knew you were asleep, that's why I left. I went to go... somewhere. Find... something. I don't know." "Clary. I assume, I mean who else?" Jace looked up at her with heavy eyelids, confusion written on his face "Clary?" Izzy's hands went numb. Blood roared in her ears, a thick, frigid chill washed over her body and she shivered, hugging her chest with her arms. "Clary. Jace come on, you know Clary." Panic crept in her voice, her words were laced with an uncontrollable feeling of dread "Jace. Please, it's not funny. Clary! It's Clary! Don't you know who I am talking about?" Jace watched her; a bitter sadness filled his eyes and he looked away "I know who Clary is, Isabel. Why you bring her up I don't know." "What do you mean, you don't know?...Jace?" Jace looked back at her. His face was as emotionless and cold as stone, and his voice was resentful when he spoke "Clary's dead Izzy. She died 3 months ago. I'm shocked at how quickly you are able to forget." He fell back down on his pillow and shifted over- his back towards Izzy and his face towards the gleaming sun. A heavy sort of shock wrapped around Izzy. She could hardly breathe- she didn't know what to say. "Jace-" "Leave, Izzy. Please. " She stood and looked at her brother's curled figure. His face was in his hands and when he thought she wasn't looking, she saw him wipe away a glistening tear. "Okay." She whispered "Okay." The room was cold, but the pain in her chest was colder and there was nothing she could do about it. So she left him there; wallowing in his sorrows, secretly wishing for comfort and for the ache in his heart to somehow be filled again.