I'M SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG! Hopefully this chapter will make up for it! We have Jace's, Will's, Clary's and Magnus' POV! Please PM me with suggestions for the story! Also special thanks to my beta! Thanks a ton! LOVE YOU GUYS!
R&R

Chapter 11

Jace's POV

It felt wrong. All of it. I didn't like kissing her, talking to her, or even looking at her anymore. It was all wrong.

Aline was just nothing like Clary. I didn't know why I let her kiss me. Some part of me thought that I had to keep up appearances, not make it look like I was losing my cool, yet wasn't all that worth losing for Clary?

I was about to push Aline off of me when Clary appeared in the corner of my eye. I turned to smile at her when I realized my lips were occupied. Oh no! How is this going to look to her? She turned around and bolted out of the cafeteria, a flash of red and green. This is not good.

I got up and ran to the hallway, searching for her. She wasn't anywhere, even in the girl's bathrooms. I definitely know she wasn't there and now I have the bruises to prove it. Damn can those girls hit hard.

I heard the bell ring and an idea popped into my head. I rushed to the art room and froze at what I saw.

"Will? What are you- Why are you here?" I stammered out, completely caught off guard.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite cousin. I'm here to see Ms. Tessa of course," he replied with a sly wink to the art teacher. I ignored him and directed my attention to the teacher.

"Ms., have you seen Clary here? Do you happen to know where she went?" She seemed surprised that I was asking about Clary.

"She came in here for lunch but said she wasn't feeling to well and that she was going home. Is everything ok?" Damn. Clary was so upset that she was going home. Home to Jonathan. I had to get there before anything happened. Will brought me back to reality.

"Hey are you alright? You've gone pale." WILL! Thank God he was here. My cousin Will was a detective and he was actually the one assigned to my parent's case. I hadn't seen him in a long time, but before I could ask about his sudden visit I had to ask him something more important.

"Will I need your help," I cleared my throat before continuing, "Clary is in danger. Her brother is dangerous and we need to go get her before anything can happen. Will you help me?"

He was suddenly all business. He asked me if he would need backup and I didn't know how to answer. He just ordered some anyway in case. I think I was going into shock. Clary. My Clary was in danger.

I vaguely remember Will pulling me into the squad car before rushing off. I mumbled out her address and the next thing I knew we were there.

"Stay in the car," Will ordered as he rushed inside. Like hell. I ignored his command and slowly got out. Part of my brain acknowledged the other cop running in.

My fault. If anything happened it was my fault.

Somehow I managed to break out of my dazed state when I heard shouts and a call to get the ambulance. I sprinted the last few steps and past the door that had been knocked off its hinges.

Blood. There was blood everywhere. Clary was lying on the floor, pale and unmoving. Someone had wrapped her lower body in a blanket and she was shivering, which let me know she wasn't dead.

I stood there starring at her for what felt like hours. I came so close to losing her. Then, I was then being shoved aside and she was being lifted into a stretcher. Whoever pushed me had knocked me into the wall. I slid down and came to a stop at the bottom. My hand wrapped around a piece of paper.

It was drawn by Clary, I knew that instantly. The paper seemed to have captured an angel, its wings bent towards the ground, face ashen. It was so beautiful and so tragic. The picture just reminded me of how much I screwed up; of how it was my entire fault this happened to her.

I walked around in a heavy daze, not really sure of my surroundings. I'm fairly certain I almost got ran over by multiple cabs but I made it to the hospital they rushed Clary to in one piece. When I walked up to the front desk the nurse started fixing her hair and pushing her chest out. I barely even noticed.

"I'm here to see Clary. Clary Fray. She was rushed into here." I didn't know how long it had been, "a while ago."

"Clary...lemme see." She replied in a heavy Jersey accent while typing something into the computer. "Clary is in ICU right now but if you are willing to sit in the waiting room I'll be happy to come get you when she's out. Are you her brother?"

I didn't care how long I had to wait. I was just glad she was alive, even if she was in intensive care. "Thank you, and no, I'm not her brother," I didn't even pause before continuing, 'I'm her boyfriend."

*****TheOneAndOnlyfangirl*****

Will's POV

"Jonathan Morgenstern, you are charged with the abuse of your sister, Clarissa Fray. We have reviewed your case and you are found guilty." The judge hit his gavel on the table and the room dispersed, my team coming over to congratulate me. The case had been short and the arrest easy: the evidence was clear as glass. We had walked in on the guy beating his younger sister to death.

His younger sister; who apparently my cousin had a thing for. I knew it was my responsibility to tell him, but I saw the way he looked at her. The love in his eyes that wasn't clouded by lust like it usually was for girls. It was literally my job to tell him seeing how I was the leading detective on his parent's case, but I couldn't do it, not yet.

He almost lost the only person he loved; I wasn't going to be the one to tear her away from him.

Clary's POV

When I woke up all I saw was white and my whole body felt like it had been hit by New York traffic. At first I thought I was in heaven, but heaven couldn't possibly hurt this much, or smell this bad.

A hospital. That's why it smelled familiar. I was in a hospital. Disoriented, I tried sitting up but was pushed back down by a pair of hands resting at my shoulders. "Oh no you don't. You need to rest up."

I turned my head and opened my eyes completely. I saw a pair of thin hands, tan arms, and a fit body. I lifted my gaze higher until my green eyes looked into gold ones. I tried to speak but was stopped by a blazing pain in my throat and even my chest. It hurt to even breathe. What happened to me?

Jace, as if hearing my unasked question, started to explain. "You were found in your apartment with Jonathan. Now you don't have to worry about him, he's in prison. You have a broken leg and arm, three broken ribs, a concussion, and internal bleeding. You also have a ton of bruises around your throat and, well, your whole body. You have been unconscious for a whole week."

A WEEK? What did he do to me? All of a sudden the flashbacks came pouring into my mind and I instantly blocked them out. I wasn't going to remember something as horrific as that.

Along with blocking out the horrible memories of Jonathan, I also tried to block out the images of Jace locked in an embrace with Aline. How could he sit here like nothing happened? I put on my best glare and looked him dead in the eyes.

"Out. Now." I ordered in my strictest tone, ignoring the pain. I didn't care how sorry he was.

"Clary I don't know how much you saw but I swear-" Oh god. I was tired of this bullshit already.

"I saw enough Jace. I know we weren't going to tell everyone but you could have at least kept your hands off the school slut! If you think you can just go around kissing other girls when you are in a relationship then you are going have to think again. I can't believe I trusted you! What kind of person do you think I a-umph,"

I was interrupted from my little tirade by a pair of lips crashing into mine with such ferocity I couldn't think for a moment. I melted into two strong arms then I pulled back with a speed that surprised even me. Then I felt a stinging pain in my hand and was surprised even more.

I looked at the now red mark on Jace's face forming into the shape of a hand. My hand. I looked down in amazement. I slapped Jace. I was overcome with a sense of accomplishment and pride. Maybe now he'll get the message. The look on his face was pure astonishment.

"That hurt!" Ok. I knew I was small but did I really seem that weak? He looked more annoyed than pissed so I drew back my arm and slapped him again, on the other cheek.

"Out," I added so that he would perhaps get the message. His face fell and so did my heart as he left the room with one last look at my face. When the door shut you could hear the sound of my heart shattering into hundreds of different pieces.

Magnus' POV

"It's killing me Mags. Jace is heartbroken and Izzy keeps shutting herself into her room all day every day. They are so broken. I don't think anything can fix them this time." I hated seeing Alexander like this. It caused me so much pain. He cared so much about his family; so much it caused him pain to see them upset. I knew no amount of glitter would cheer him up.

"Alec, honey, we are all damaged. Everyone. We can try to find someone to help us rearrange the pieces but as human beings we won't ever be whole. We will always find fault and always assign blame. You can't beat yourself over what happens to others, only over what you didn't do to help them. Think about anything you could do to put another piece back into place, but don't even consider trying to make them whole again. Some pieces can't be put back together again. Hopefully one day they will find someone who loves them as much as I love you."

Wow. I can be deep sometimes. That shocked even me. I guess my philosophy class was paying off after all. Alec seemed to think about what I had said, and his face suddenly brightened.

"I think I can help cheer them both up, but I'm going to need your help." I didn't care what he made me do, as long as I could see him smile again.

"Count me in." He slowly started to grin.

"Oh and Magnus?" he asked.

I replied hesitantly. "Yes sweetheart?"

"I love you too."

SO MUCH IS HAPPENING! What is Will hiding? Will Clary forgive Jace? Where will Clary live? WHAT IS OUR SNEAKY SEXY ALEC PLANNING? CAN YOU EVER HAVE TOO MANY FEELS? The answer to the last question is no. PLEASE PM ME IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR WHAT ALEC'S PLAN SHOULD BE! I will try to write quickly but it is Easter weekend AND the host comes out AND THE NEW SEASON OF DOCTOR WHOOOOOO! AHHHHH! LOVE YOU GUYS! Thank you so much for reading! PLEASE REVIEW! Happy Easter!