Clary sat on the beach, the water lapping at her toes. She tipped her head up and felt the warm sun on her face. It was peaceful here, so peaceful. Jace would be back soon with their picnic, he'd promised her a romantic picnic on the beach. However her mind couldn't picture Jace, what he was wearing, if his hair was combed or not; Clary felt as if she were in her body, but also as if she were somewhere else. She could feel Simon's bond pulling at her. They'd never been this far from one another, he was in Los Angeles helping train with Emma and Julian and she was here in Idris on the beach of Lake Lyn…
"Wait." She thought. "Lake Lyn is poison, why would we be picnicking here? Where would Jace go to get drinks or even a picnic, we're so far from Herondale Manor."
A shadow appeared over her interrupting her thought. She looked up expecting to see Jace standing above her smiling. She gasped, "Sebastian…."
He sat down beside her. "Yes Sister it is I." He answered.
"Where am I?"
"You are here in the place I am keeping you." He sneered.
"I-I don't understand." Clary stammered. "You're speaking in riddles."
"I can't risk them waking you."
"You know they will." Clary countered.
Sebastian grinned at her, his green eyes twinkled evilly at her. "No, they won't; and you will have our child."
"Our…child…" Clary said slowly.
"You're pregnant." He said. "And you will have twins. One will be mine, and the other Jace's. Their lives will be bonded, just as parabatai are; but this bond will go deeper than that. Their lives will be bound to one another, what happens to one; happens to the other."
Clary stood up quickly backing away from Sebastian. "No…No…."
"It's already been done. You cannot change what is to come, no Nephilim can."
"I am no ordinary Nephilim." Clary said grabbing her stele from her jacket. Before Sebastian could react she'd drawn a circle around herself.
Sebastian screamed and ran towards her, when he reached the edge of the circle he slammed into it as if there were an invisible wall between them. "Damn you!" He cried.
Clary glared at him. "I told you, I'm no ordinary Nephilim. If I must be trapped inside of this place, then I will protect myself from you until they can break me free of your spell."