AN: Okay, so this is a bit of a filler chapter just to give a bridge to the next chapter.

Isabelle and Simon stood in the carnage that was Jace's room. The usually pristinely clean room was currently in major disarray. Clothes were strung all over the place, furniture was knocked over and in some cases shattered, and a couple of the windows had been smashed. The bathroom was in no better condition. The door looked to have been kicked in and the mirror like it had been punched multiple times.

Jace was not present at the moment; in fact he had been gone from the institute for the past few days. No one knew where he had gone or what he was doing. Everyone thought it was best to give him his space at first, but after 5 days of no communication Isabelle and Alec started to worry. Simon honestly couldn't care less if he saw Jace again, after all, it was his best friend's heart that was broken; but he agreed to help look for him for Isabelle's benefit.

They had decided to search his room for any clues as to where he may be, but it became blatantly obvious that there was nothing useful to be found.

"Oh Simon I'm so worried; he's been MIA for days. No note, no calls, nothing," she sat on the only clean part of the bed, "Simon, what if he's hurt, or worse, what if he's dead." Isabelle wasn't worried that someone else was hurting Jace; no, she was worried he was hurting himself.

Simon sat beside her, "don't worry Iz, It's harder for assholes to die. I'm sure Jace is alive and kicking, unfortunately."

Isabelle punched Simon in the arm, "Simon! Don't be so mean!"

Simon rubbed his arm, "I'm sorry Iz, but I'm a little pissed off at the guy right now. I understand that he's your brother, but Clary is my parabatai and best friend since six; I can practically feel her pain. And believe me Iz, she is hurting." Simon had to take a deep breath to calm down. Every time he thought about the whole situation, all he saw was the hurt in Clary's eyes and is riled him up.

Isabelle was fighting back tears, "I know Simon, but something is wrong with Jace; and I don't think it's a simple case of cold feet." She rested her head in her hands, "I don't think what he did was right; in fact I'm furious with him, but if something is wrong then I want to find him and help him." Her tears were flowing freely now.

Simon wrapped his arms around her and held her silently for a moment. The silence was short lived when Simon's phone buzzed loudly. He briefly mourned the lost moment between him and Isabelle and answered the phone.

Clary apprehensively entered the institute. She had called Simon an hour earlier trying to bribe him into bringing her some of her belongings, but her directions to where each item was were too confusing for even Simon to understand. He had told her Jace was out of the institute and would probably not be returning anytime soon. She decided clean clothes and her toiletries were worth the risk of running into Jace.

For the past week she had been wearing nothing but sweatpants and overly large t-shirts that were in Magnus' guest rooms. She didn't know where the clothing came from, or who it originally belonged to, but she was ready to start wearing her own clothes again. Magnus had agreed and accompanied her on the walk there. When they arrived at the institute Magnus headed to Taki's to meet up with Caterina, promising to be back in time to walk with her back to his apartment.

She took the elevator to the appropriate floor and headed towards her room. When she entered it she stopped for a moment to take in the familiar sights. Her desk, covered in paper, various colored pencils, and half completed drawings; her bed was neatly made, her favorite blanket folded neatly at the foot of it, she made a mental note to grab that on the way out; she needed as much personal comfort as possible.

As she continued to scan the room her gaze fell upon a packed suitcase sitting on her reading chair. She knew exactly what garments were in that suitcase; she and Isabelle had spent weeks picking out every outfit that she was going to wear during the two week honeymoon. She had also bought several pieces of lingerie just for the trip. She had left it in here because she and Jace had planned on changing clothes and portaling from here to Italy.

Italy was all they talked about the weeks leading up to the wedding; where they would go, what sites they would visit, the restaurants they wanted to try; it was all planned out. Clary felt tears pricking her eyes; she took a deep breath and calmed herself. She heard a door open and close down the hall. She peeked out of her room and saw Simon and Isabelle walking in her direction. Before she could decide if she was ready to face anyone, Simon caught sight of her.

"Clary!" It only took him a couple of strides to get to her, and he swept her into a firm hug. Without hesitation she wrapped her around him and matched his intensity in the hug. "Clary I am so glad to see you," he said, his face pressed into her hair.

Clary smiled and tightened the hug, "I'm so glad to see you too Simon."

They stayed like that for a long moment before Simon finally pulled back but kept her arms in his grasp. He examined her with a hint of worry in his eyes. She looked a little thinner and had dark circle under her eyes. He knew she had probably not been eating or sleeping much, but knew it was best not to push the subject.

Isabelle pushed Simon out of the way and pulled Clary into a hug of her own. When she pulled back her expression matched Simon's. Her eyes began to water, "Oh Clary, I am so sorry. I cannot believe what an asshole Jace is. I can understand why you would want to stay away from all of us."

Clary grabbed her friend's hand, "Izzy, you have nothing to be sorry for," she said sternly, "you are not the one who left me at the altar," her voice broke. She took a moment to collect herself, "Look I don't want there to be any issues between us; any of us," her gaze shifted back and forth between her two friends, "I am not staying at Magnus' to stay away from you guys; I just need to be somewhere that is not here for a bit. Maybe you guys can come visit me at Magnus'. I just want to get past this whole mess."

Simon smiled softly, "Clary we understand you just need a little space. Izzy and I are here for you no matter wha…" Simon was cut off by a loud noise coming from the elevator. The three of them exchanged confused looks before heading in the direction of the noise.

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