Clary's POV

I knew I had to get out of there. The meeting had been horrifying. I heard every little thing they said and couldn't believe my ears. The worst fact was that I had a part in the plan.

Valentine had directed me to train every day with Jonathan, and then do other things such as practice with my stele. After the meeting had ended, I was instructed to go to my room and have a good night's sleep because we would start in the morning.

I had not slept early, going through everything that I had seen that night. I was determined to get out of there as soon as I could, but I shouldn't raise suspicions. Valentine would rather have me killed than let me go, I knew that. I walked to the window again, just to check if what Jonathan had said was right, and saw that indeed I would probably break every bone in my body if I tried escaping that way. I rubbed my temples, trying to think of the best way to at least communicate with my friends, but came out empty. A yawn escaped my lips and I decided that if nothing good could come out of my brain at that moment, it would certainly come out the day after.

Jace's POV

We met every day since Jocelyn and Luke had come to stay with us. We went through maps and schemes but couldn't find where Valentine was. The best information we had gotten was something Magnus had heard, but it wasn't much help either. He said that they were keeping Clary in some mansion outside of Idris, but since we weren't sure and Luke and Simon couldn't come with since they weren't invited, we stayed. I tried to convince them to send me at least, but Robert wouldn't hear about it. He was afraid of what would happen.

A week went past and we still had nothing. We even interviewed some demons that were supposedly trying to find their way there, but they self destructed before anything useful came out of their mouths. Luke had contacted every pack near Idris to get as near as they could and search for them, but they also came up empty.

What scared me the most –besides not finding her- was the dreams. I had had dreams almost every night from which I woke up soaked in sweat and scared as hell. Most of them where about Clary in a small room, all small and fragile, but there was the one that repeated itself often where we had found them and gone to fight, but before I could get to Clary, Valentine came up from behind her and put a knife to her throat. I woke up before he killed her, but I always found myself shaking at the thought. I couldn't let anything happen to her, since she had left I felt myself empty in some way. I had to do something before it was too late.

Completely sure with myself, I got up in the middle of the night. I geared up and made my way to the weapons room. I took seraph blades and simple silver blades that I could put away in my smaller pockets, and just as I was about to get out, the door opened and there stood Alec.

"Jace, don't do anything stupid." He crossed his arms on his chest and looked at me. Of course, he was my parabatai, he knew something was wrong. I tried to push past him but he didn't let me, just pushed me back and sighed. "I know you miss her and you want to save her, but what are you planning to do? Just go and try to find her and, if you did, face demons and Valentine all on your own?"

"If that's what it takes, yes. Alec, let me go. I can't just stand here and listen to them trying to find the man; we both know it could be too late by the time they get there. And what would happen then? Would you be able to live with the fact that we stayed here while Clary is there in who knows what conditions?"

He just looked at me. He stood there, not moving a muscle, and looked at me. I knew he understood what I felt, so he would eventually let me go. "I'll go with you." He interrupted my thoughts, taking me off guard. I shook my head before I talked but he put one of his hands on my shoulder. "I can't stop you from going, but I can go and help you. Two minds are better than one, two shadowhunters are better than one. And I also want to save Clary. I will go, whether you want it or not." With that, he pushed past me and gathered a few weapons of his own, his bow always on his shoulder.

We made our way to Magnus' place, knowing he would open a portal for us. He refused at first, but after Alec pleaded he gave in. Before we went through we wrote something for him to send to the Institute as soon as we were through the portal, and then we jumped.

Clary's POV

"Rise and shine, princess." A voice said right by my ear, which made me jump from the bed and land on the floor, my hand desperately searching for a blade that wasn't there. Jonathan sat laughing where I had been lying just a moment earlier. I glared at him and got up, grabbing some clothes and heading to the bathroom. I got dressed and came out to find him in the same place he had been when I walked out. "Training starts in an hour sharp. Be ready by then."

"What if I don't want to train?" I defied him, crossing my arms in front of me. He got up; anger flashed in his eyes and came towards me. He towered over me, and both his hands laid out at each side of my head, his face a mere inch from mine.

"I wouldn't defy Valentine if I were you. It was his idea that you should train, but if you still want to go against him… lets just say that he has quite a taste for physic punishments."

With that he broke away from the wall and out of the room, leaving me breathing hard at the thought of punishment. I shook once and headed out after him, trying to find the kitchen to have some breakfast. When I got there I rummaged through the fridge and found mangoes. My mind immediately took me to Jace, and I wondered what he was up to. I almost saw him smile as I took one of the fruit and ate it, longing feeling in my stomach.

Training wasn't so bad after all. Jonathan tried to teach me close combat, but when he came near I absentmindedly stepped back. After that we went on to runes. He taught me which were permanent and which weren't, as if I was a child. He gave me a lock and said I should practice an opening rune, so I did. The rune glowed once and then the lock shattered to pieces, making me scream. Jonathan looked at me as if he were watching me for the first time and called Valentine.

As he came to see what was going on, a new lock was put in front of me for me to repeat the rune. As I did, my hands shook. The lock once again exploded into pieces and Valentine patted me on the back, the only word that left his lips being perfect.