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I KNOW THE FIRST FEW PARAGRAPHS HAVE SPACES INBETWEEN THEM I CAN'T FIX IT! I have nothing else to say so enjoy and… au revior.
TMI BELONGS TO CASSANDRA CLARE
I noticed right away, Magnus had a weird look on his face. Something between the lines of empathy, sorrow, and…pain? It finally occurred to me that Magnus had heard both Jace and I's conversation. Oops.
Now wasn't the time to worry about the though; I needed answers and I needed them now. "So," I looked across the table. Jocelyn sat staring at me with no emotion. "how do I save my brother?". Jocelyn took a small brown straw and mixed her tea. "You need to give him the blood of an angel."
"Is that all? I just have to give Jonathan my blood?"
"No you idiot girl. Blood of a pure angel. Pure as in full."
I was confused for a minute before I realized what she meant. "Where can I find an angel?"
"In the basement of the Wayland Manor. Your father, Valentine, kept the angel in the basement for years. Beware though, child; the angel is tied to the house. If the angel escapes the house collapses, making it nearly impossible to get it's blood."
Somehow I just I knew Jocelyn knew how to get the angel-blood. "How do you get the blood, Jocelyn?"
A miscevious glint was in her eyes. "You have to sacrifice your life, child."
The whole room went silent. "Why me?"
"You have the blood of a Morgenstern. Once Jace escaped the manor Valentine brought an old warlock in to cast a spell, so only those of Morgenstern blood can enter the grounds. The warlock is so powerful that even Magnus is unable to break the spell. It would be best if you did it tomorrow night. It's a full moon, that means you'll have more chance of escaping, more energy." She stated as if she couldn't care less.
My eyes narrowed in on hers. "Why do you care if I live or die?"
Something flickered in her eyes. It gave me hope, maybe she wasn't lost. "I don't, but they do. I'm in favor of Maryse and Magnus, I owe it to them."
"Fine. I'll do it to save my brother." My voice came out confident and strong.
"Clary, you can't do that it's a death trap!" Maryse looked at the others to back her up, but no one said a word.
Finally Jace broke the silence. "She has to Maryse. He's all she has left."
We discussed our strategic plans until around midnight when Jace said he'd drive me back to the Institute. We made our way to the car and as soon as we got in I spoke softly.
"Are you mad at me for putting my life in jeopardy?" I couldn't meet his eyes, but I could sense the disappointment.
Jace sucked in a breath and contemplated his thoughts. "No, I've done it before in my past. I think I'm just worried that you might not be here in twenty-four hours."
"Jace we cant think about it that way. I'll see you every morning and kiss you every night, forever." I paused and looked at Jace's face. The street lights made his golden eyes glisten. "I-I think I might love you…" Gaining enough confidence I said it again. " I love you Jace, I love you."
I saw the ends of his lips curve. "I love you to Clarissa."
We stayed in a comfortable silence the rest of the way home.
Once we finally arrived at the Institute I was half asleep when Jace said something. I mumbled a response. I was trying to say, 'Yeah, whatever.' but it came out as 'mmmmh whaawerr.'. I heard him chuckle and he lifted me into his arms. Okay so I'm not going to lie, I was awake now 100% awake. Of course I wanted this moment to last so I pretended to be half-dead.
Slowly Jace layed me down on a bed. The delightful scent informed me it was his bed. I heard a drawer open and a warm fuzzy sheet was layed on me. I heard him go to exit the room, so I called out to him.
"Jace!"
"Mmhmm?"
"You keep referring to your past, but you never talk about it. What happened Jace?"
I felt the bed tip a little from Jace sitting on the edge. "I was raised in the Wayland manor as a baby and toddler. Valentine injected me with doses of angel-blood because my father was his ally, a friend. Soon though, he died from an Eildon demon. Valentine took me in and treated me as his son for the first few bmonths. Then reality hit hard. Valentine saw the mark on my shoulder. It's something all members of the Herondales have because we were once touched by an angel. Michael Wayland had told me it was just a scar. He lied, Clary. I thought Michael was my father, but he was an imposter. Then I became friends with you and Valentine didn't like that, so he moved me back to the Wayland manor."
"We tracked records and such and soon learned I was indeed a Herondale. My father died before I was born and then my mother died during birth. Im the last Herondale."
I started at Jace in shock. I wasn't the only one who had a hard life. He could relate to me, understand me. I smiled lightly and lifted the blanket motioning for him to lay beside me. Once he was settled I laid my head on his chest and his arms was around me stroking my hair. Gently he kissed the top of my head.
"Goodnight strawberry."
"I like that more than carrot, definitely an improvement Goldilocks."
With that we both fell into a deep slumber. My dreams were non-existent as I lay in Jace's arms
The next morning I woke up slowly. As I went to preform my morning ritual of stretching I smacked something. Startled I grabbed the blanket, and in a panic fell out of the bed tangled in sheets.
"Clary?"
I literally face-palmed myself in the moment. Of course, Jace and I fell asleep last night. My face must have turned a million shades of red. I let go of the blankets and quickly untangled myself in a hurry.
"Hey Jace…" I scrambled to get my thoughts straight. "Morning."
He smirked and looked at me from the bed. "And why, may I ask, are you on the floor?"
"Uh…" I Stood up and hastily fixed my hair. I seriously wanted to kill myself just to get away from me being a total embarrassment. "I dropped my phone and got tangled when I was trying to get it."
"I see. Well I have to get ready, I'll catch you later okay?"
"Yeah, I'll uh, see ya." I scrambled to get out of his room without dying of embarrassment."
"Oh and Clary!" I turned around and Jace picked up something black from the nightstand on his side of the bed. "Your phone."
Jace tossed it to me and I stood there dumfound."T-thanks." I opened the door and ran through the long dark hallways of the institute.
The only noise was the creaking of the floors and the sound of my foot steps. When I got to my room I fumbled with the small lock. When my shakey hands finally managed to open the door I fell onto the floor. I was such a screw up! Why didn't I just tell Jace the truth?
Sighing in embarrassment I looked over at the clock. It was already 3:48 and we had to be at Magnus' for 5:00. I was so scared to go to the Wayland manor. Both Magnus and Jocelyn said though it was uninhabited, Valentine had released demons to guard the house from anybody like us.
I have to wrestle all those demons alone. Why you might ask? Because only those of Morgenstern blood can freely pass through the doors of the manor and technically Jocelyn isnt of Morgenstern blood, but of the Morgenstern family. So, I'm alone, again.
I climbed into the car with new shadowhunter gear on. I had a black tank top on with my black pants made out of special fabric, it was tight and durable but oddly flexible. My weapons belt was fully loaded and on my hand was the small golden ring Jocelyn gave to me.
I thought about it a lot over the last few hours I had at the Institute. Magnus had said the dark magics had interfered with her mind, bringing her to a place for the evil. Maybe, just maybe, she was once a great person. Because the more I thought about it the more I realized how much she gave up for me. After a long while of contemplation I decided to wear my ring because even if I got the angel-blood, I'd have very little chance of making it out alive for the house would collapse once Ithuriel had no blood left in his system and perished.
The plan was foolproof. I get into the house race to the basement get all of Ithuriel's blood and then lock it in a steel box. That way when I the house collapses the blood will be saved. Even if I'm not.
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