Author's Note: Okay guys here's chapter 11, also it's like on going battle between Jace and Damon - but this time Damon has the lead, so keep voting. Also a huge shout out to burning .x. impossibly .x. bright for beting this. Now let's see how Clary and Jace are holding up.

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Clary gave a silent groan as she started to stir, her head was pounding, and her muscles were stiff and sore. Her mind was a heavy fog, she couldn't remember anything. Her green eyes slowly opened to a dark room before her. She tried to move her hand, but it didn't move - it couldn't. She tried her other hand, same result.

That's when she felt a hard, prickly feeling around her wrists. She took a glance behind her shoulder to see that her wrists had been tied together by a red cord. She quickly took a glance at her feet, and just like her wrists, her feet had been bound together as well.

Clary scanned the dark room, only a little bit of moonlight shone through the closed window on the far wall. She could see that the room was quite small, a wooden desk was in the middle and surrounded by a few chairs. In the far corner and along the edge of the wall, was a bunch of cardboard boxes. On their sides were a few words, but there wasn't enough light to see what they said. The floor was so cold that it sank through her jeans. She lightly touched it – cement.

Clary sighed as she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall. The fog in her mind was slowly lifting. Small events replayed in her mind – finding the ring in the woods – talking to Damon and Stefan – waking up to see Damon leaning against the bathroom doorframe, smiling at her – then Damon leaving her and seeing Jace in her room.

Her eyes shot open, now everything was coming back like a rushing river. Jace had been sitting at the edge of her bed - waiting for her. They talked about a powerful and dangerous vampire who had come into town and then he asked her about Damon. She confessed that they weren't dating, but she did have certain feelings for him. She could remember clearly how heartbroken he looked after she said those words. His bright amber eyes, that shined in the darkest of nights – dimmed, filled with sorrow and pain. His hands clenched so tight that his fingernails caused his skin to break and bleed. She had to rush to his side and stop him from hurting himself….and then he kissed her.

The memory of his kiss lingered on her lips; his kiss was still fresh in her mind - full of passion and lust, sweet, yet forceful. The warmth of his touch sending shivers of excitement down her spine. He held her so close, like he never wanted to let her go, like she was the only one that he would ever want. The moment was so wonderful that she had forgotten that the outside world even existed – it was just her and Jace and nothing else mattered, but then, like all good things, it had to end.

His amber eyes were dilated as he hovered over her. Her own screams echoed in her mind as she tried to wake Jace from the compulsion that he was in, but her efforts were futile as he placed a white cloth over her mouth and then the darkness engulfed her.

Suddenly, a quiet groan came from the other side of the room. Clary's heart quickened, she wasn't the only one in the room. Her eyes squinted in the dark to see what or who was with her. Her pulse raced when the moonlight caught a sliver of golden hair. Jace, she thought.

"Jace." She whispered into the quiet of the darkness.

"Clary." His voice was groggy, like he had just woken up from a deep slumber.

"Yes, Jace it's me." She replied hoping that he was alright.

After a couple of minutes, Jace lifted his head – his amber eyes staring at her with confusion.

"Where are we?" He asked.

"I don't know," She replied sadly. "Do you remember anything?"

Jace was quiet for a few minutes; his eyes left hers and stared up at the ceiling, like he was studying it. "I remember dropping you off at Salvatore's place and then Izzy, Alec and I drove back to the motel that we're staying at…" He paused for a second, and then continued. "Then in the evening I took a walk to get some fresh air and think about some things."

"What kind of things?" Clary asked curiously.

Jace turned away from the ceiling and stared into her eyes as he answered, "You...us...about your date."

"My date?"

"Yes, your date. I was worried that guy 'Damon' might hurt you or that maybe you were actually over me...that you moved onto some else." He spoke softly, "Have you moved on Clary?"

A lump formed inside her chest as she stared into his eyes. "Jace, I never wanted to hurt you – ever, but I didn't know what the future would hold when I left, I thought we were siblings ...but I had to try and move on." She replied and tore her eyes away from his – for it hurt too much to see the jealousy in his eyes.

Soon silence had taken over the room; both were lost in their own little world, their own thoughts. But, finally Clary spoke.

"What else do you remember?"

Jace sighed, "I remember walking for a while, when suddenly I ran into a young girl and to be honest, I had never seen a girl like her before, she was walking down the road wearing a pure white dress in the middle of the evening. She stopped to ask me for directions, and I tried to tell her that I was only visiting and didn't really know this town… then after that my mind goes blank. But I do remember waiting for you - to ask you about what was going on and….." His voice trailed off.

Clary saw Jace's eyes widen, his face – tormented. Clary realized that Jace had remembered the rest now – the struggle that had happened in her apartment.

"Clary, I never meant to hurt you!" Jace exclaimed his eyes full of regret. "I have no idea what I was doing…it was like I was being controlled…like I was some puppet – Clary I'm so sorry that I got us into this mess." Jace tilted his head around the room.

"Jace, it's not your fault. I don't blame you at all." Clary replied in a calm voice. "I blame the vampire who used you."

"It had to be that girl." His voice filled with anger. "But, I don't understand why she wants us though?"

"I do." A voice giggled in the darkness, and then the figure stepped into the moonlight.

Clary gasped. No, it couldn't be – but she's….Clary's thoughts were filled with confusion as she stared at Elena's doppelganger.

"Katherine…." Clary whispered in disbelief.

Katherine smiled as she took a couple of steps towards her and bent down in front of her. Clary felt Katherine's cool touch, as Katherine's finger slowly touched her cheek and down towards her jaw.

"My, you are a pretty little thing." Katherine smiled, her fangs showing just a little. "I can see why Damon would be interested in you."

"Stop touching her!" Jace yelled, but Katherine was too interested in Clary to care about him.

"Why did you use Jace? What do you want with us?" Clary demanded.

"I used the boy to get to you." Katherine replied sweetly. "And to be honest, I have nothing against the boy, but I couldn't let him go. He could lead Damon here, so….he can be a snack for later on." Katherine laughed at the girl's horrified expression. "The only one I really wanted was…. you." She whispered.

"Why?"

"Because…you stole my Damon away from me, so innocent blood must be sacrificed as punishment."

With that said, everything happened so fast Clary couldn't scream, but instead felt a surge of pain as Katherine's fangs pierced her flesh. Clary could hear Jace yelling for Katherine to stop, but soon his voice faded as the darkness began to drag her into its cold dark depths. She struggled not to go there again, but the darkness was too strong and overpowering. Everything around her faded as she felt Katherine retract her fangs and laugh as the darkness took over her.

"Alright, do we have any clues as to where Katherine would take Clary and Jace?" Meredith asked as she stared at the group.

Isabelle, Alec and Elena were sitting on the couch with Stefan was standing beside Elena. Bonnie was sitting in the chair, with Matt on the armrest, while Meredith and Damon had decided to stand. She stood near the group, while Damon stood near the far wall, away from everyone as usual.

"No, by the time I got there the scent was too weak." Damon growled out of frustration.

"How about in an abandoned building? Are there any around?" Isabelle asked.

"There are at least six." Matt replied.

"We shouldn't go by ourselves; we should pair up." Stefan spoke. "The problem is, that there are six buildings and when we pair up there's only four pairs. That leaves two buildings left unchecked that we'd have to search afterwards, but by then it could be too late."

"There has to be a way to narrow down the search?" Elena replied. Suddenly she stared at Bonnie and that's when it hit her – but it could be dangerous, and she didn't want Bonnie to get hurt.

Bonnie felt Elena's eyes on her, she had a feeling she knew what Elena was thinking. Bonnie gave a quiet sigh. "Somebody get me a candle."

Everyone gave her a startled look, even Damon.

"Bonnie, what are you up to?" Matt asked.

"I might be able to find them, if I'm in a trance." Bonnie explained.

"But Bonnie, you could open yourself to anything?" Meredith exclaimed.

"I know, I know…but if it helps us find Clary and Jace then I'm going to do it." Bonnie replied stubbornly. For some reason, her and Clary didn't get along very well….it was probably because of her jealousy issues. Once she saw that Damon found Clary interesting something inside of her snapped…but at the moment, she didn't even wish Clary to go through with what Katherine had planned for her.

Bonnie watched as Stefan disappeared and then reappeared before she could even blink. Slowly and carefully, Bonnie lit the candle. A quiet hush fell over the group as Bonnie took a deep calming breath and gazed into the flame, letting her mind open.

This time it was different, she could see where she was. Normally, she would let the spirit take over her body, but this time she was in a dark room. She could sense Clary's presence somewhere in the room. Slowly she took in every possible detail that could lead to Clary and Jace's location. She noticed that the moonlight was shining from a small window on the other side. She walked towards it and stared out. Her eyes lit up, she knew exactly where Clary and Jace were being held.

Suddenly, she heard a quiet groan; she whipped around to see a boy with golden hair, and torn clothes lying on the hard floor. Blood had stained his clothes. Bonnie's heart pounded inside her chest as she saw a small, delicate girl lying on the floor as well. Bonnie took a couple of steps towards her to get a closer her look. No! She thought in horror at the scene in front of her. It was Clary, her wrists and feet had been bound and there was a wound on the side of her neck – with blood slowly oozing from her neck. A tear rolled down Bonnie's cheek and then like a rush of a cool breeze she was gone from the room and was back to the others. She was sure that fear and panic was written on her face as she stared at everyone.

She took in a deep breath, "I know where they are, but we have to hurry 'cause if we don't...they will die."

Well looks like Katherine is holding a grudge, and the questions will the group find Clary and Jace before it's too late? Or Jace and Clary escape on their own? hmmmm...can't tell you yet, I guess you guys have to keep reading to find out :P You guys know what to do - go hit that button!