VPOV (Valentine's)

4 days earlier

"Pangborn! Stop it! That's enough!" I watched him land another kick on the boy. Clearly he passed out as soon as Pangborn broke the golden boy's leg. Even with a broken leg the broad man didn't stop. "We have to get him out of here. We're in a mall for God's sake! Blackwell, carry the boy!" I stalked off, expecting both men to follow me.

I got into the car and waited. Soon Blackwell put the boy into the car on the backseat next to me and then walked around to the driver's side. Pangborn had taken the passenger's seat up front and was glaring at the road, muttering something about killing the boy for breaking his leg. I pulled out my phone and call the doctor that owed me, he agreed to meet us at the manor.

The doctor was waiting in his car on the driveway when we arrived. He got out of his sleek black Mercedes and joined us as we went inside. Pangborn got a cast on his leg. The doctor turned to the annoying blonde boy, cleaned his cuts and bandaged his arms.

He put his leg in a cast and checked all the bruises Pangborn administered to him. "This boy is lucky, if whoever did this continued for a bit longer he would have gone into a coma, possibly died. As it is he might be out for a couple of days." I glared at Pangborn. "Dammit Pangborn, I need him to get to Clarissa." Blackwell carried the boy to the room next to Clarissa's.

IPOV (Isabelle's)

2 days earlier

"Clary, you can't be serious about this?!" We were standing in front of some shop that implements tracking devices in peoples skin. I stared at Clary. "How do you think you'll be able to find me without it?" Clary looked desperate and I figured she was. We bought her a new outfit for her fake date. "Come on, Izzy. Let's get this over with, next stop is an electronics store." I just nodded. I feared her plan wouldn't work.

We walked into the store. There was a bulky man sitting behind a counter. Clary stepped up to the counter and explained what she wanted. When the man asked how we planned to pay for this, I just slapped a credit card on the counter. I'm sure Mom and Dad would understand all of our crazy expenses today... after I explained it all to them that is.

We also stopped by an electronics store and picked up some stuff. Clary intended to tape some stuff to herself to distract Valentine, so he wouldn't suspect she got chipped. When we got home we hid a tracker in one of the shoes she was going to wear. "God Clary, I hope this works." "It'll have to work." She handed me the tracking device. "Just don't forget your part, Izzy." I nodded. I feared for my friend, but also for my brother.

I walked Clary to her apartment. We said goodbye. Tomorrow would be a hell of a day. Sleep evaded me. I checked on the tracking device loads of times to make sure it worked. Every time during the night it indicated that Clary was across the street in her apartment. This eased my mind a little bit, but I was afraid it wouldn't work.

CPOV

I felt someone stroking my hair. I knew that touch, so gentle and loving, but it couldn't be. Jace was unconscious and I didn't know if he'd wake. I must be dreaming. I refused to try and open my eyes, silently sobbing. "Shhh, it's ok Clary." This dream was so realistic. His voice sounded perfect, like it only did in real life. I felt the bed move and heard a gasp.

My eyes flew open and saw Jace's face in a wince. "Jace..." He had moved somehow and was now facing me. "Hi Angel." "Be careful, you're pretty banged up." I looked over him making sure his bandages were still in place. They looked in place, but bloodier than I remembered. He brought his arm up and stroked my hair again, but I saw him wince with the movement.

"Jace, lie down. You're hurt." I gently pushed his chest and he lay down on his back, but I saw him take in a sharp breath when I had pushed him. I lifted his shirt and saw his entire chest was bruised. I gasped. "Jace, what happened to you?" I looked up at him. "I fought three against one, and looks like I didn't win. No fair, they had weapons." He looked at his arm.

"If they didn't have weapons, I so would've won." I rolled my eyes. "You're barely able to move and still cocky enough to claim you could've won?" He gave me a look as to say 'you're kidding me right, I'm freaking awesome'. I rolled my eyes.

"Clary?" I focused on his eyes, they were as golden as ever. He was looking so concerned at me. "Are you okay? That looks like a nasty cut on your forehead." I nodded. "I tripped and hit my head on the car." I explained what happened, leaving out how Isabelle knew and my chip, and how I ended up here.

"Clary, you shouldn't have done that. You should've stayed at home." "Valentine has you here and is threatening you, and you expect me to stay home?" I looked at him like he was crazy. We argued back and forth for a while, before we noticed a presence that had joined us in the room. I looked at Jace asking him with my eyes if he knew when he arrived. He gave a little shake of his head. I turned my attention to the presence.

It was a bulky man, with his leg in a cast, though he didn't use any crutches to get around, and was remarkably quiet for having a cast. Jace tried to pull me back and position himself in front of me, wincing all the time. I quickly got off the bed and stood between the man and Jace. The man grinned at me. "Miss Clarissa." He looked behind me. "Brat, I still have unfinished business with you."

He looked murderous. His attention returned to me before speaking. "Valentine is expecting you. I suggest not keeping him waiting." I looked at the man and feared for Jace if I left him here with that man. "And who may you be?" He looked at me with disgust. "Pangborn, I suggest not asking questions and not speaking in Valentine's presence when you haven't been asked a question."

I took a defensive stance, making sure to stay in between Jace and Pangborn. "I will not leave Jace. If Valentine wishes to speak to me, he knows where I am." Pangborn smirked. "Feisty." He came up to me and trailed a finger over my face. I heard Jace growl in the background, but I refused to show that it bothered me in the slightest.

"I like that in a woman." "Pangborn, get your hands off my daughter." I grinned up at Pangborn. "Sorry Sir." "Leave now and don't step foot in this room again. I can't have you murder that boy before I say so." Pangborn left with a defeated look on his face. "I'm sorry about that children. Now seeing our golden boy is awake. It'd serve you both well to not be disobedient. Clarissa knows what could happen if someone is disobedient."

Valentine gave me a pointed look. "And Clarissa, it'll serve you well to remember that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed. I will have food send up regularly. For now, both of you should rest and heal up." Valentine left us and soon a girl came up with food and another carrying a tray with bandages and salves. They left them on the dresser in Jace's room and left us.

IPOV

I was checking the device every five minutes, but it didn't seem to pick anything up since the evening Clary was supposed to go meet Valentine. A faint trace, like they were moving at extreme fast speed after the meeting time and then soon after, it seemed to disappear entirely. All I could tell was that it went somewhere north.

Luke and Jocelyn were now in rooms here with us. They wanted to be as close as they could be in case the device picked up something. I silently cursed Clary for letting me be the one to tell her parents that she went after my adoptive brother. Everyone was so worried about Clary and Jace. Clary's plan wasn't working very well as it was. It had been over a week by now, and we were no closer to finding them than we were at the start of the week.

Flashback

On New Years I went over to Jocelyn and Luke's apartment. I knocked on the door and Jocelyn opened the door. "Hi Isabelle, Clary isn't home right now." I nodded. "Actually I didn't come to talk to Clary, may I come in?" "Of course dear, come on in."

She led me to the living room and I sat down. "Is Luke here too?" Luke came from the kitchen into the living room. "Did I hear my name?" I nodded. "I wanted to invite both of you to our New Years party. I'm sorry for it being so late minute. We invited Clary... I figured it would be nice to invite you two too." I knew this apartment was bugged, so I couldn't tell them here. "Of course dear, we would love to come." I smiled and said my goodbyes.

I paced around in the Institute for hours till the doorbell rang. They were here... I flitted down the stairs. Max, Alec, Magnus and my parents were downstairs, waiting in the living room. I hadn't told them yet either, I figured it would be less bad if I just told everyone at the same time.

I didn't think I'd be able to get it out twice. I opened the front door and let Luke and Jocelyn in. I led them to the living room. They looked around and turned on me. "Where is Clary?" This got the attention of everyone else and Mom asked. "Isabelle? Where are Clary and Jace?" I stared at the ground and explained them what had happened, what her plan was. They were all incredibly mad that I had let Clary do that.

End flashback

The house had seemed to fill up even more after New Years, Simon and Aline were here now too, worried like the rest of us. Simon had shown up the second of January, asking where Clary was. He said it was unlike her to not respond to him for two-three days. The day after Aline came by, asking where Clary was because she hadn't responded to her either. So now we had a full house of people wondering where Clary and Jace were.

JPOV

It was about a week since I had woken up from my unconscious state. Clary had been taking care of me, because really I could hardly move. She changed my bandages, helped me change clothes, helped me go to the bathroom, helped me shower.

Basically I needed help with everything with the broken leg and the bandaged arms. At least now my arms seemed to be mostly healed, and the bruises on my chest had turned to an ugly yellow-ish color, indicating that they were also healing. We had moved to her room, it was more spacious and there were no camera's. In my room were several camera's. We made no illusions though, we were sure there were microphones recording what we said.

Clary signaled to me, pointing towards the bathroom. This was something new. She gave me a meaningful look as if to say 'tell me you need to go to the bathroom'. So I obliged. "Clary, would you mind terribly helping me to the bathroom?" She smiled at me proudly, giving me the sense that she loved that I could read her so well. "Of course."

She helped me up and into the bathroom, she shut the door behind her and locked it. She turned on the water from the sink and let the shower run. I looked at her questionably. "There was something I hadn't told you before, but I couldn't risk them picking it up. She held out her arm, where I had noticed a small bruise before.

"There's a tracking chip in there, but I'm pretty sure the signal is blocked seeing Isabelle isn't here with the cavalry yet. We need to find whatever is jamming the signal and wreck that." I nodded. Neither of us had left these two rooms, so we weren't sure where the device, or devices could be. We weren't even sure if we were in a house, or an apartment, ... or anything really.

Clary helped me back into the bedroom after our chat. What we didn't expect was someone waiting there for us.