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At first Clary thought she had walked into heaven. The ceiling above her was a cream-like colour and textured with splotches of paint so it looked like a pile of plush clouds. She could almost image an angel stepping out of them to greet her.

But at second glance she realized she was in a room. A very...clean room with white walls, white bed sheets stretched tight underneath her and a white arm chair next to the wooden bed frame. The curtains were straight and black drawn over the window to filter out the sunlight.

It made the room dim and almost foggy. Clary strained her eyes to adjust to the new light. She ran a hand through her tangled curls and stood from the bed. That was when she realized what she was wearing.

A white night gown was draped over her small body and was too large so it brushed the clean wooden floors. It was wound with a white string to stay hooked around her neck and elastics kept it from slipping even further down her shoulders. It revealed the slope and curve to her collar bone and Clary was able to see her fine bones of her forearm and shoulder like the small bones of a bird in the nearby mirror.

It was girly.

Clary instantly disliked it.

She frowned at her reflection and stepped gently out of the door and into the stretch of hallway.

It was like a tunnel and Clary followed it to the end before creeping down a flight of stairs. She caught the sound of banging pots and pans and the clattering of silverware.

The layout of the downstairs of the house was the opposite of the top story. It was open concept with a wide living room filled with over stuffed green couches and a grand stone fireplace. This opened into the dining room that held a table that sat more then 14. Clary saw glass doors that were opened to reveal a backyard that led into the woods and bubbling spring near the edge of trees. The only other door was set in the wall at the end of the stair case. Clary imagined it was for the kitchen.

She opened the door slowly and was immediately engrossed in the scent of food.

Eggs and bacon.

Clary's stomach rumbled. She stepped inside.

The clamor that Clary had picked up earlier was louder in here. Isabelle was with a her brother in front of the stove watching as he scrambled the eggs in a pan. An older woman was wisking pancake batter in a green bowl and Jace was sitting at the table talking to another girl that Clary didn't recognize.

She looked slightly Asian with a almond shaped eyes and tanned skin. The older woman looked the same. She was probably the mother.

As soon as the door closed behind Clary with a loud thud everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to her.

5 faces stared at her with look of total awe. A bewilderment that meant they were utterly stunned to see her.

"Hello", Clary greeted with a small smile.

"How are you..."the Asian girl started slowly then lapsed into silence.

"How am I what?"

The girl swallowed. "Alive?Walking?Talking?Breathing?" Clary looked at her confused.

"You see," Jace started slowly just like the beautiful girl next to him. "You were on your death bed when I brought you here. We put an iratze on you but...We were almost sure you were going to die."

"How did you not die?"The girl blurted out as if she were trying to make a point to someone who spoke a foreign language.

"Well I guess it is because I am..."Clary stopped, doubting these people.

She didn't know them. For all she knew they could be working for her brother or even worse...Sebastian.

But she knew three of them. And all of her doubts diminished at the thought. Because those three killed to protect her earlier.

She could trust them. She did trust them. The blue eyes, brown eyes and especially the golden eyes. She trusted them wholeheartedly.

Maybe that was a mistake.

"I am... Clarissa. Clarissa Adele Morgenstern."

So there you have it. She told them who she is. For three reviews I'll update.

Is she going to be questioned? Killed?

And how did Clary heal when they all thought she was as good as dead?

You'll have to wait and see... Lovestory112.