Alec sat up when he heard the door handle rattling. He quickly glanced down at Salene who was still sound asleep. He went to the door and opened it. Luke came in first carrying their suitcases while Jocelyn followed behind a parcel in her hands.

"Luke, Jocelyn we didn't expect you till tomorrow." Alec said blinking against the morning light.

"The Consul was able to pull some strings in light of the current situation." Luke said curtly. "News which should have come from our Son-in-law or his parabatai."

Jocelyn threw him a deprecating look. "What he means to say is, why didn't you tell us what happened with Clary?"

Alec sighed. "I'm sorry, I've just been so preoccupied with taking care of Jace and Salene that I've not had the time contact you."

Jocelyn nodded. "I thought that was the case, how is my son-in-law?"

Alec shook his head. "Not good, he's driving himself to distraction over all of this. He blames himself."

Jocelyn put her hand on his shoulder. "He knows better than that, but I understand it is a Herondale trait."

Alec nodded. "According to my father, all Herondales think they can save the world; yet they forget their own mortality."

Before Alec could answer he heard Salene squeal with delight. "Grandma! Grandpa!" She cried jumping up and running toward them Church letting out a yowl of disapproval that woke the sleeping Magnus.

"I swear that child is part banshee!" Magnus said gruffly sitting up.

Alec smiled, "I'll tell Jace you're here."

Jocelyn shucked off her coat hanging it on one of the many hooks that lined the entryway. "Don't worry yourself, I'll go up and look in on him."

"Can I go Grandma?" Salene asked excitedly.

Jocelyn knelt down in front of Salene. "Why don't you let me go up and check on Mommy, then if she's awake I'll come and get you."

Salene frowned. "All right…" She said gloomily.

"You can help Uncle Alec and I with the luggage." Luke suggested. "How does that sound, and after that I'll make you some pancakes."

Salene thought for a moment. "All right," She agreed. "As long as Aunt Izzy doesn't make hers, they taste like rocks! I try to feed them to Church and he won't eat them either."

Alec stifled a laugh, if there was one thing they all agreed on it was Izzy's lack of skill in the kitchen. "All right munchkin," He said ruffling her hair. "Let's put on your jacket so you don't get sick."

Jocelyn heard Salene chattering on about taking Church outside with her before she started up the stairs.

She could see Clary asleep in Jace's arms as she reached the end of the hallway. She took the parcel and placed it on the stand in the hallway then went back downstairs.

Alec and Luke had managed to bring all the luggage in and Luke had Salene in his arms. She was inspecting his beard gravely. "You have silver hair in your beard."

Luke laughed. "Yes I do, it means that I am more distinguished."

"Tati Blackwell says it means you're old." Salene said.

Luke flushed as his eyes met Jocelyn's who tried to stifle a laugh. "I like distinguished better. Werewolves don't get old."

"Well Grandma isn't a werewolf and she doesn't have silver in her hair." Salene pointed out.

"That's because Grandma's young at heart." Jocelyn said taking her from Luke. "Now where's my hug?"

Salene looked at Luke, "You need a younger heart Grandpa." She said.

Luke laughed.