The three of them walked through the halls of the Institute in silence, Charlotte lead the trio walking briskly with her shoulders back and head held high. Their shadows were cast onto the walls as the passed by lights hanging on the walls.

Upon entering the drawing room the three were meet by a beautiful woman no older than twenty five, with long, pale blonde hair. Her eyes were possibly her most striking feature; brown the point where they looked black. But that wasn't what made the, so peculiar, no, but the way they looked upon was cold, almost dead.

"Camille, it's a pleasure to see you again." Charlotte said, but behind her kind words there was almost fear.

"Yes, yes pleasant as always. I was in the neighborhood, and I heard that you were having a bit of a problem with that girl you picked up off the street. I figured I'd stop by lend you a hand, and that in return you would lend one to me." Camille's voice was soft as she said this, but there was venom behind her words and coldness in her eyes. "Oh, and who have we here?" She said finally noticing the two boys in the room with them. "Let's see, a young Herondale, and my, my Carstairs."

"Camille, this is Will and Jem." Charlotte said nodding towards each boy individually as she called their names. "Boys, this is Camille Belcourt, she's a very powerful influence in the Downworld." The Downworld was a series of places in London fit only for those partaking in drugs, gambling or prostitution, yet there always seemed to be a number of people who were well known and wealthy amongst them.

"You're too kind Charlotte, really. Now if you would let me speak for only a few minutes I'll be out of you way and on to my own devices." Everyone in the room nodded accordingly and sat down preparing to absorb all that was about to be said to them.

"While traveling through the Downworld today I came across a couple of men corresponding with each other. Their topic was none other than your own Theresa Gray. Apparently her brother, Nathaniel, has put a number over her head, a very large sum, in the event of her return. It was also mentioned that Mortmain knows nothing of her absence." Camille stopped triumphantly, clearly finished with her speech.

"Alright, and?" Asked Will growing impatient; he hadn't like the sound of her little story after hearing Tessa's name. Tess. The name pained Will and he closed his eyes, trying to rid himself of the image of her reading a book, her brown hair tucked behind one ear to keep it from falling in her face.

"What do you mean and? That's it." Said Camille clearly confused.

"That was absolutely no help at all! By the Angel what good does it do us to know that there's a bounty over her head. That could have already been assumed!" Said Will frantically.

"Will." Jem's voice was sharp, and commanding, but his expression was still kind. "Calm down. I'm sure Mrs. Belcourt would be more than happy to explain where she was going with all this."

"Well, I expected you Shadowhunters to be a bit brighter, no wonder why you're always having so much trouble with your cases. What this means is that you've got the advantage here, if Mortmain doesn't know Nathaniel lost Tessa it's probably because he doesn't want him to know. If you were to use the girl as bait to lure her brother in, you could capture him and figure out Mortmain's plans."

"No! Absolutely not! We can't just put the life of some mundane in danger, it's against our conduct." Will was out of his seat, practically screaming. "Charlotte, please, this is ridiculous. "

"Yes. Yes, it is absolutely ridiculous, but it might just work. Thank you Camille for coming today to share your news with us i-"

"Wait, as I said before I gave you this information, so you've got to do something for me. I want you to find an associate of Mortmain's, DeQuincy, he's been dealing in the kidnapping and torture of Mundanes throughout London. I want you to stop him."

"Uh, Mrs. Belcourt? Why, why are you so concerned with this, this kind of stuff happens all the time." Jem's said hesitatingly.

"it matters because one of the people it happened to was my fiancé. DeQuincy killed him. As I'm sure he did many others." She said ruefully.

"We'll do all we can." Jem said in a confident voice that seemed to echo of the walls of the room.

After showing Mrs. Belcourt out the door Will once again retired to peppering Charlotte with reasons why they couldn't put Tessa in danger. "Not, her, anyone but her." Will thought hopelessly.

"Relax Will we won't do it without her permission."

"You want me to what?!" Tessa was frantic, she had been sitting in the library absorbed in Pride and Prejudice when Sophie had come in telling her she was need in the dining room. Originally she thought it was just so she could be briefed on what the visitor has told them. She had totally not been expecting this.

"You don't have to do it, if you don't want too." Jem said calmly beside her.

"No, but it would be really helpful if you did. You would be in no danger, we'll be watching nearby so that if anything happens we can jump in and stop it." Charlotte said pleadingly, but Tessa just shook her head.

"Tess," Will's voice came close to her ear, she turned to see him kneeling down beside her chair. "I'll be with you the entire time. I won't let anything happen to you."

"You promise?" Tessa said in a small voice sounding almost childlike.

"I swear on the Angel." And Tessa believed him.

Turning to the group in front of her and staring individually at each face around her, she knew there was no way they would let anything happen to her. No way Will, would let anything happen to her.

"I'll do it." Her voice was stronger than she expected it to be, but maybe that was because she was stronger than she thought she was.

I"M BACK! YAY! No, but, seriously sorry for being a terrible person and not updating sooner, but I just never had the inspiration to write anymore until tonight. However, I thoroughly enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope you'll thoroughly enjoy reading it. Reviews would be super duper awesome!

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