Sorry it took me so long to update! My laptop broke. But then my mom fixed it! But, then it broke again, and yes it's still broken. So it may take longer to update than usual, but I'll try my best! Also, even though it seems no one has noticed it, in the first chapter, I accidently said that Will's eyes were brown and I apologize for that.

Tessa hadn't a clue as to where she was going, but she didn't care. She just wanted to get as far away from Will as she could. Without realizing it, she had made her way to the library. She gazed up at the large wooden doors, putting all her strength into pushing them open.

Tessa was still amazed at how many books crowded the rounded walls of the library. She looked around in amazement, eager to lose herself in one of the many novels that the institute carried.

As she took a step towards one of the shelves, she heard Charlottes voice from behind one of the shelves. "They've," her voice cracked, but she cleared her throat and began again. "They've found her body."

"Will won't take this news very well, no doubt." His silky voice held both sorrow and pity. She wondered who's body the shadow hunters had found and why Will would care more or less than the others. After all, he was the one who had left his family to join the shadow hunters, so he was supposed to be prepared for death. She was about to announce her presence when Jem said, "Is there a pattern in the murders?" She paused, shocked, and waited to hear Charlotte's answer. There was more than one murder?

"Well, yes and no." There was no response, so Tessa guessed that Jem was waiting for her to elaborate.

When it seemed that she wasn't going to say anything else, Jem asked, "What is that supposed to mean?" not rudely, but rather curious.

Charlotte hesitated then said, "Cecily was the only… in her condition, but the other victims were all the same age, all dark hair, all hazel eyes. It seems as if it is after the entire Herondale family."

On the last word her voice cracked. Tessa heard movement, and then Jem's soft voice. "Charlotte, please don't cry. It's okay. But, Charlotte you have to tell me. Did some of the victims… look like Will?"

"Yes." Tessa heard a muffled sound then more sobbing. "And I'm still unsure of how all of this connects to Tessa. My guess would be that Mortmain is their killer, but what does that mean? How does it connect to Tessa?" Tessa didn't want to hear anymore.

Tessa turned to leave but when Tessa reached for door knob, the door sprang open and Henry came dashing in. Tessa fell backwards and a surprised sound escaped her. When Henry realized that he'd knocked her down, he looked down with a horrified expression. "Miss Gray, I…"

"No, it's okay, really," she said, trying to ease him before anyone noticed but it was already too late.

As Henry helped her up, Charlotte and Jem rounded the bookcase, smiling at the sight of her, but quickly after, fading, realizing that Tessa had probably heard something she shouldn't have heard.

"Tessa!" Charlotte exclaimed, trying to sound happy but her voice was tinged with unease. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I…um, I was bored and decided to come here in search of a book." Tessa forced a smile which seemed to calm Charlotte a little bit.

Before the conversation could get anymore awkward, Jem said, "Charlotte, Henry, why don't you go on to bed. I'll show Tessa out and see to it that she gets to her room safely." He smiled and both shadow hunters left.

Jem waited a few seconds before he said anything. "How have you been, Ms. Gray?"

"Jem, don't call me that. You know me well enough to call me Tessa by now."

"Ah, yes. Your name. Theresa, isn't it? Theresa is a beautiful name." He looked wistful for a moment, staring off into the distance. When he looked back at her, his eyes were full of fear and regret."Tessa, why don't we just forget anything happened between us? I don't want to force you into anything you don't want to do. I believe that anything and everything is possible, so I want you to take every chance you have and make life you own. You can do anything you want." He paused then said," I care about you. I really do, and I want you to be happy. Besides, if you grow close to me, then it would just be another goodbye to add to my already too long list and…"

"Jem, don't you say that. Don't you ever dare say that." Her voice started to shake and tears threatened to escape her eyes, but she forged ahead. "If you had asked me, I would've thought I was already on that list, and I would like to keep it that way. And, who knows there may be a cure…" She stopped talking, an idea forming in her mind. "There may be a cure," she whispered. The words filled her with hope. "Jem, if we could…"

"Tessa, please, there is no cure. I would hate it for you to waste your life to look for something. Its hopeless." Tessa had so much going on in her life right now. Questions filled her brain like, what does Mortmain want with me? What do Will and I have to do with a bunch of murders? Who is Cecily? Does Will hate me? What is going on between Jem, Will and I? And more, but Tessa didn't care. She saw hope in it.

"Don't be a hypocrite."

"What?" He said puzzled.

"You just said that you believe anything and everything is possible. So why not believe in this one thing? Why not take a chance? There are so many people that depend on you for so much!"

"No, there really is not."

"What about me? What about Will? What about the shadow hunters and all of humanity? You risk your life constantly, so why not try to save yourself for others?" She realized she was being selfish, but she really didn't care about that at the moment.

His face softened and he reached his hand to touch her face, but she turned before he could say anything else. Tessa knew there was a cure and she was going to find it.