Alec watched as Jace stirred the bowl of porridge in front of him. He could tell by the look on his face he had sunk into a state of self loathing and despair.

"Jace there was nothing we could do…" Alec began.

"Wasn't there…" Jace growled. "If she'd have told me sooner, she wouldn't have been there. If I'd have known I never would have let her go, I would have protected her. Maybe if she'd never met me…"

"Stop!" Alec ordered. "There was nothing anyone could do and no amount of going back in time, self loathing, or beating yourself up is going to change that. Now eat the porridge or by the angel I will force feed it to you like a baby." Alec grinned as Jace stared at him in shock. "And you know I will!" He added

Obediently Jace began to slowly eat the porridge in the bowl, it was cold and tasteless. A fitting punishment for his arrogance, the world paying him back for all the evils he had done.

"Jace," Alec said quietly.

"What…"

"They want to take Clary back to New York."

Jace looked up at his parabatai. "Why?"

"Magnus is there, the Clave wouldn't let him portal here." Alec answered.

"Why not?"

"Something about his connection to the Unseelie Court, he's still offering his services to them." Alec explained. "He's got to make a living somehow, he can't keep giving his services for free as the Clave has come to expect him to."

"So the high warlock of Brooklyn is banned from Idris." Jace mused. "How ironic."

"They think the Unseelie Court had a hand in this." Alec said sitting down across from Jace at the wide table.

Jace's eyes locked on Alec, "What do you mean?"

"This was a targeted attack in our territory. We were meant to be there. In particular the forsaken, he was attacking you and Clary. Even when Isabelle, Simon, and I tried to engage him he turned away. This attack was meant to be on you and Clary."

"How do you know all of this?" Jace asked.

Alec's look turned grave. "They questioned Isabelle, Simon, and I using the Mortal Sword while you were unconscious. They intend to do the same when you and Clary are up to it."

"Jace!" Simon panted appearing in the kitchen.

Jace pushed himself up from the table. "What is it Simon?"

"It's Clary," he breathed. "She's awake and she's asking for you."

Jace's eyes locked with Alec's for a moment, then he took off running towards the stairs.