Guest – It's not that she does self-harm, it's just Will saying that when you're depressed, thoughts like that can happen, and that he doesn't want that to happen to her, since he's already been through that kind of stuff (although he's never done it).

Jem looked up. "Will's there?"

"Yeah. I hope he is. She can't be alone. Not with all that fury in her."

"Especially Tessa."

"Especially Tessa." Jem chuckled.

"CECILY, JAMES!" Nate shouted. They both looked at each other exasperatedly and groaned before coming to his aid.

Will had told her that he didn't have to leave. And the truth was—she didn't want him to. But the problem was that she was completely and utterly embarrassed.

She thought herself to be stupid. While Will was probably in a deep slumber, Tessa couldn't sleep at all. She contemplated for hours the reasons he should probably hate her now. Or why he'd be wary of her, or think she's a complete idiot.

Probably all of the above.

The poor guy was sleeping on the floor below Tessa. She felt incredibly guilty and insisted that she'd take the floor rather than him, but he declined. And gosh was he stubborn.

"Will, I am serious," she told him, becoming annoyed.

He huffed and said, "As am I, Tessa. Can you pass me a pillow or something?"

Tessa frowned. This was only making her feel guiltier. She gingerly handed him a pillow. She tried being nicer to him, and more gentle, considering what she had done hours ago. It hadn't helped that Nate was still in the hospital.

It was then silence—but not just any silence. Awkward silence. And that was the worst of them all.

Tessa absolutely could not handle awkward silences. What was she supposed to say? Was she supposed to entertain them by engaging in conversation? But what would the conversation be about? What was happening? She sighed and walked into her bathroom connected to the room.

"It smells lovely here," Will commented. "Lavender?"

Tessa stopped in her steps and inhaled the air. She considered it, until she realized that it did actually smell like lavender. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess."

"Goes with the color." He pointed to the walls.

She looked at them, and her eyebrows arched. "Hm. I'm pretty sure that wasn't intentional."

"Seems like it."

"Well, quit your assumptions because you're wrong," she deadpanned, eyeing him. Will rolled his eyes. She could barely see the actual blue of them. They were nearly black in this dark light.

Tessa sighed and pulled out her phone out of boredom. It was a habit, after all. She had to outstretch her body across from the bed to the table next to it, for her phone was charging. It was dead for the whole entire day.

It appeared that she had received seven calls from Cecily, and guilt hit Tessa in the gut, and let out a small gasp. There were also texts.

January 27, 2013; 14:34
Tessa, it's Cecily. Your brother's awake and he doesn't seem too bad. He keeps requesting for you though.

January 27, 2013; 14:58
How do you even put up with him? Jem and I are struggling here.

January 27, 2013; 15:15
Hey Tess. Please answer when you have the chance. I hope all's well. – Cecily.

Tessa groaned, throwing her head back. She hit her head against the headboard and grunted. She heard Will yawn and murmur groggily, "Tess, what're you up to now?" He sat up. "Those were some awfully peculiar noises you were making there."

She was grateful that he couldn't see her tomato-red flushed face in the darkness.

"Nothing," she said immediately. She saw Will with a small smirk painted on his face, his face full of amusement. "Your sister called. And texted."

All amusement left his face and his smirk dropped. "She did? Is she all right? How's your brother?"

She bit her lip and stared down at her phone. "I'm sure she is. She wrote, 'Your brother's awake and he doesn't seem too bad.'"

Will smiled broadly, "That's good to hear. Do you want me to drive you down to the—"

"No. Go to sleep, Will," Tessa said, throwing a pillow at his head, ruffling his hair and making her laugh as he shielded his face.

He went under the blankets that he had (Tessa gave him many and refused to take them back) and shut his eyes. His voice was muffled when he said, "Bo-ssy."

She turned down her brightness on her phone and texted Cecily back.

January 28, 2013; 1:51
Cecily! I'm so so sorry I didn't answer. My battery's been dead the whole day. You're not still there, are you?"

Surprisingly, Cecily responded quickly.

January 28, 2013; 1:52
Perhaps... And it's alright.

Tessa involuntarily looked at Will.

She typed out:

January 28, 2013; 1:54
I'm coming over there.

She didn't answer back at this point, and Tessa looked over at Will once more. He was still and his breathing was normal. She flushed momentarily, and then prayed mentally that he'd be asleep.

She carefully took off the covers and got off the bed gracefully, tiptoeing quietly out of her room. She glanced one more time to see if he was still asleep. He was. Relief washed over Tessa and she put on some boots and shrugged on her jacket before going downstairs, grabbing the keys and her mobile, and going into the garage and into the car.

By the time Tessa had gotten there, she ran inside the hospital, clutching onto the end of her jacket. She pushed the doors open and saw a fair-haired lady with silvery skin who worked there looking puzzled. Tessa walked up to her, and said, "Hi. My name is Theresa Gray, my brother Nathaniel is here…?"

The lady nodded. Tessa's eyes fell on her name tag and it read "Camille B."

Camille looked at her computer and her eyes narrowed. She brightened and then said, "Ah, yes. Nathaniel Gray. Come with me."

Tessa did as instructed and followed Camille, who looked somewhere in her mid-twenties. She was in your stereotypical nurse's outfit with those white shoes they all wore. Her shoes tapped on the white marble flooring. Tessa held in her breath when the disinfectant-spray smell grew stronger. The bright walls hurt Tessa's tired eyes.

They saw room '239' and entered it, and she spotted Cecily. Cecily was barely awake with dark circles under the blue orbs those Herondales had, and she was yawning. Her eyes glazed over and saw Tessa, and she smiled sleepily. "Tessa," she mumbled. "You're here."

"Yeah." Tessa nodded once. "I'm here."

She turned her head to look at Tessa's brother and pointed at him. "He's better. He was awake a while ago. Oh, and he's allowed to go home."

Tessa grinned momentarily, and then frowned. "Cecily, you should go home. I'll even drive you."

She looked too tired to even protest. "Mm, okay." She stood up and walked over to Nate, shaking him.

He groaned and said sharply, "What, Cecily, could be as important as to wake me up during my slumber?"

Cecily eye's closed and she pointed lazily at Tessa. "Your sister's, mm, here." She yawned.

"Nate," Tessa breathed, "are you all right?"

He snapped his head up and his blue eyes met her gray ones. "Tessie!" he exclaimed. "Take me home before she drives me insane." He looked around frantically. "Where did the nice one go?"

"Oh, Jem?" Cecily asked. "I sent him home." She looked over at Tessa and stared at her expectantly. "Is my brother here?"

"Oh, no, I snuck off."

Cecily rolled her eyes. "Ah, well. Let's just go home." And they did, before paying the bill that made Tessa nearly pass out.

Tessa had parked outside of her house and walked Cecily home after telling Nate to go to his room and to not even look at hers. He didn't question it but did as she asked.

She walked to her own door and opened it quietly, hoping Will wouldn't be able to hear it and scurried up the stairs without making a noise. She carefully opened the door, only to reveal an angry looking Will. Oops, she thought, gulping.

"Tessa," he hissed. "Where the hell where you?"

A shiver of fear went through her. "I picked up my brother," she said. "And brought Cecily back home." He relaxed slightly, but was still fuming.

"And you left without me knowing?" Will's eyebrows lifted.

She scoffed and crossed her arms. "Well, yeah. I don't see why you'd care, though."

His eyes nearly popped out of his head and an disbelieving look passed over his face. "Why I'd care?!" Will asked incredulously. "You're my...friend, Tess. Why wouldn't I care?"

"Well," she looked down, tucking strands of hair behind her hair. "You never seemed to have cared before."

"You idiot," Will said in an irritated tone before dropping his hands and wrapping his arms around her. She hesitantly returned the action, and then relaxed in his grasp.

A/N: HAH, okay, I'm evil.

For all you Whovians out there—did you HEAR the new? We only have two episodes with Matt Smith left and then he's off to regeneration. HELP omg.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Infernal Devices or anything mentioned in this story.