ugh! Posted the wrong file!
Stupid me.
Sorry and here you go!
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Magnus fell to his knees beside Alec, wiping a tear from his cheek with the back of his hand. He touched the side of his face lightly, and Alec stirred. His heart felt like it was beating millions of miles per hour. Alec gasped, his eyes flying open.
They were beautiful as they always were, pools of gorgeous dark blue. He rolled to his side, coughing. Cole rushed over to Alec's side, helping him to his feet.
"What happened after.." Alec started, and trailed off, looking at the ground.
"I carried you outside,and that's it pretty much it." Cole was studying Alec's expression intently. Alec hadn't appeared to notice Magnus. Alec blushed, turning his head away. Cole's arm was draped around him, keeping him upright. Alec looked up, and their gazes locked, blue and green gold. He looked surprised, and relieved.
Relieved.
"Jace. Isabelle?" He asked, looking at Magnus.
"sorry Ale-Cole started but Magnus interrupted.
"Isabelle." He said. Cole whipped his head around, looking at Magnus with astonishment.
"Clary, Simon, Ian, Isabelle and myself." Cole froze, blinking.
"Ian?" He asked, sounding desperate. Magnus only nodded. Cole appeared to be frozen in shock.
"No jace?" Alec said, his voice rising and falling as he battled to control it. Magnus hesitated a few moments before shaking his head. Alec swallowed, looking like he'd just been punched in the gut.
He lead the two boy's back to Isabelle, Simon, Clary and Ian, Alec relying on Cole to walk. He whistled, and Isabelle came towards him fast, her blade expertly twirled in her hand. She dropped it the second she saw Alec, running for him, tears falling from her cheeks.
"It's really you." She whispered, just loud enough Magnus could hear. He walked over to Clary, and sat down, hugging his knees.
"Are you okay Clary?" He asked.
"My foot still burns, as does my back." She answered, staring ahead into space.
"I mean like emotionally." Magnus tried again. Clary's face changed, and she looked like she wanted to punch something.
"Who was responsible for this mess? Alec? Isabelle? Jace? Were they planning this from the beginning? It seems like the only logical explanation. We have to leave Isabelle. And Alec." She rambled, her eyes watering. He doubted she really meant what she was saying.
"If they were in on it, why did they stick around?" Magnus asked.
Clary was silent. Tears were rapidly falling from her eyes. Magnus pulled her into a hug, trying not to touch her back too hard. She wrapped her arms around him, shaking slightly.
Cole supported Alec, helping him sit down next to Simon, who was looking at them with mild interest. Alec looked even worse in the direct sunlight.
His clothes were in tatters, red splotches up and down his legs and arms. His shirt was torn open at the stomach, exposing a deep gash. There was some cuts and bruising on his face as well. The only thing that remained the same was his gorgeous eyes. He crossed his arms, staring at the ground. He looked like he was trying not to cry. Magnus wondered if he was thinking of Jace.
It made his heart hurt.
Jace hadn't ever stolen a car, and he had never thought he would have to.
Once the chaos started, and the society members had filed in, he had decided to go along with them, and he ended up being herded off to headquarters. It maybe was three in the morning, and hour and a half before anyone started to wake up. He had tiptoed down the hallways, and snatched some spare car key's from his father's desk. The room he had stolen the keys from was strictly off limits,to anyone but Robert. Jace knew he had to leave then, or risk being discovered as the key thief. He thought there might even have been security cameras in his father's study. He then had gone out the back door, around to where the cars were kept. It was late enough that some cars filled the streets, so the engine wasn't as obvious as it might have been a few hours earlier. He had started the car, and drove like nobody's business.
He'd missed the turnoff for the resistance twice already, and turned sharply, almost missing it a third time. The road was gravel, so he knew almost anyone would hear him coming. He knew he wasn't well equipped for fighting either.
What was he doing?
But it was too late to turn back, and even if Jace could, he wouldn't. He turned another corner, and the ruins of the resistance came into view. The rubble was still smoking, bits and pieces of the once glorious structure lay scattered on the ground. He wanted to hit something.
He brought the car around to a long stretch of grass,and parked it there.
What if he had come in vain? What if Alec, Isabelle and Clary were all dead, their remains scattered among the rubble.
He just wouldn't believe Alec was dead. Or Isabelle. Or Clary.
He tilted his head back closing his eyes.
What was the next step?
Alec's whole body was on fire. His stomach was throbbing, as were the cuts on his arms and legs. His forehead throbbed as well, where he had gotten a good wound. It made him feel weak, having sustained so many injuries. He should have been prepared.
He tilted his head back,inhaling the fresh air. What was next, what was after this? They couldn't just stay there, they weren't prepared.
"What's next then?" He said, voicing his thoughts.
Clary looked at him, wiping tears from her eyes.
"We need to get a car." Cole stated, looking down at the ground.
"Impossible." Magnus said, sounding grim.
"DO you think we could steal a car?" Asked Isabelle. Simon shook his head beside her.
"There are absolutely no cars around to steal." He said. Isabelle fell back against a tree trunk, looking defeated.
"Then what?" Asked Cole.
The only answer was silence.