The docks were just as Catarina described them. The mist rolled eerily between the rows of cargo boxes. Navigating them was easy since they'd been here several times already this month tracking the demons. They followed the familiar path to the building Catarina described. Jace shivered at the memory of what happened to Clary here. A child's scream brought him out of his reverie. He looked up and saw a witchlight flickering in the windows of the abandoned mill. "There," he said pointing.

"So how are we going to get in there without being seen? There's windows on every side." Isabelle said.

"We'll go in guns blazing." Jace said winking at her.

"Guns?" Alec asked.

Jace huffed. "Come on."

Isabelle caught his arm. "Wait…" She said her voice falling into a whisper.

"What?" Jace said surprised.

"There…" She pointed at a shadow moving toward the building.

Jace put his witchlight down and watched as the figure struggled between piles of scrap. It was moving slowly. "That has to be Clary." He whispered. He began to get up but Isabelle held him fast. He stared at her angrily.

"She needs our help." He growled.

"Not yet, look at the light." Isabelle whispered.

The light was moving down into the lower part of the building. It was coming for the door. "Damnit." Jace snarled. It appeared the figure had seen the light because it hit the ground behind a huge pile of scrap. Jace was afraid to breathe as the light appeared in the doorway. He could see Sebastian, he looked paler, his hair white against the darkness.

"Clary I know you're out there. If you want your daughter back, you'll come to me. I promise, if you surrender, I won't hurt her." He called.

"Bastard…" Alec hissed.

Jace put his head down willing Clary not to respond. He looked in the direction of where he knew she was. He wished that he could go over and pin her down. The figure moved slightly, but didn't advance.

"You have until dawn." Sebastian called. "I would choose wisely." Sebastian shut the door with a clang and a few moments later Freya screamed again.

Jace saw the shadow figure shudder and go still. He felt Isabelle's hand release him. He looked back at her. Go she mouthed. Alec grabbed him. "Be careful." He whispered.

Jace nodded. He picked his way slowly, catlike through the piles of debris. As he neared, he realized the figure actually was Clary. She was lying with her back against the pile of metal. He could see her chest rise and fall slowly. He picked up the pace not even needing a soundless rune. His training had taught him to be swift and surefooted. He crept up slowly beside her so he wouldn't startle her. He put his hand over her mouth and pulled out his witchlight. "It's me Clary, it's all right. I'm here. Alec and Izzy are here too."

"Jace…" she began but was racked by a spasm of coughing. He held her gently against the pile supporting her as her body moved spasmodically.

"Easy Clary," he said assessing her injuries. Her face was swollen and she had a gash in her forehead. She had a large cut on her left arm and she was holding her side. Her shirt was covered in blood. Jace gently lifted her hand. There was a knife wound through her abdomen just beneath her ribs. She was bleeding heavily. "Oh Clary…" He breathed. "Why didn't you heal yourself?"

"No time," she gasped. "Lost my stele…need to protect Freya."

He could tell from her eyes she had a concussion. "Stay with me." He whispered kissing her forehead looking around making sure that no one could see them. He pulled out his stele. "Clary you need to stay here, heal yourself."

She shook her head. "I have to go to Freya. I need to protect my daughter."

Jace looked into her eyes. "He won't hurt Freya, she's his daughter."

"Like how Valentine protected you and Sebastian?" She breathed.

Jace sighed. He knew she was right. "If you go back into battle you'll die."

"If I don't, she'll die."

Jace put his hand through his hair leaving a streak of Clary's blood in it. He touched her face gently. "Clary, stay here. Promise me you'll do this, just for a moment while I go get Alec and Isabelle."

Clary nodded weakly closing her eyes. Jace slapped her face gently. "Clary you're going into shock. Stay awake, for Freya."

She nodded. Jace quickly made his way within eyesight of Isabelle and Alec. He checked to make sure he couldn't be seen. He took his witchlight and opened and closed his hand on it twice. He received two blinks back. He waited for what seemed like an eternity for Isabelle and Alec to reach the pile of bricks he was hiding behind. He could see their shadows moving slowly through the debris field. Finally, they scrambled behind the brick pile next to him.

"Clary's dying. She needs more care than we can give her in the field." Jace whispered.

"But she won't go will she." Isabelle panted.

Jace shook his head.

Alec huffed then growled. "Come on."

When they reached Clary, Isabelle gasped. She'd never seen Clary injured so badly. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was shallow. "Clary…" She whispered taking her hand.

Clary's eyes fluttered open. "Iz…" she breathed.

"Yeah it's me. You look prettier than Jace did after he fell."

Clary choked out a laugh. "I'm gifted."

Jace touched her face. She turned to look at him. "You know you can't fight." He said quietly.

"I know." She whispered. "But, I'm not leaving until I know Freya's safe."

Jace sighed. "Clary, you need to get back to the institute. I'm going to give you some iratzes but Clary, you need more care than any of us can give you out here. Can you make a portal?"

She shook her head. "I can't…not strong enough." She coughed again. White foam appeared at her mouth unnerving Jace. Alec took a cloth out of the medical kit and wiped it away. He shook his head.

"All right, Clary Isabelle is going to stay here with you. Please let her take you back to the Institute." Jace begged as he carefully traced iratzes onto her chest and arms.

"Freya…" she whispered closing her eyes.

"Stay with her." Jace said putting his hand on Isabelle's arm. Alec lay the medical kit next to her and took Isabelle's other hand looking directly into her eyes.

"I know." She whispered.

Jace and Alec moved quickly from debris pile to debris pile toward the doorway of the mill. They stopped about fifty yards away watching the witchlight move through the building again. They saw Sebastian open the door. "Clary I can hear you out there. Why don't you come to me?"

Jace looked at Alec, "get Freya." He said and disappeared.

"Damnit." He cursed under his breath.

"Clary's dead." Jace said as he strode across the gravel toward the mill.

A look of shock and delight passed over Jace's face. "Jonathan Wayland." He said.

"Jace Herondale." He corrected. "I was never a Wayland. That was a lie…built by a sick, sadistic, bastard."

"How dare you speak of our father that way?" Sebastian shot back. "You were always his favorite."

"No…I was just a piece in his game." Jace said. "He was never my father. My father, and my mother are dead."

"I am glad that Freya will not lose both her parents tonight. I'm taking her to Edom with me. To continue my father's work."

"The doors to Edom are closed." Jace said grimly.

"They can be reopened. It's a pity Clary's dead. I will mourn my sister. Nonetheless, bring me the body. I need her blood. Her daughter needs her blood."

"You will not have it." Jace said drawing his seraph blade. "I will destroy you with a blade named for the one that destroyed your mistress. Michael!" The blade burned to life. When the light hit Sebastian, he backed away. Jace could see how pale and gray he looked. He was rotting from the inside out, his evil eating him alive. "You lack the strength to battle me."

"Looks can be deceiving." Sebastian shot back. "You have nothing, I can kill you in a heartbeat and think nothing of it I hold all the cards."

"Do you?" Jace asked. " I don't hear a child's cries anymore."

Sebastian paused then let out a bellow charging at Jace his sword drawn. Jace easily got out of the way. "We destroyed you once. We'll destroy you again." He snarled.

"How can you destroy one that is undead." Sebastian fumed. "You are not a God."

"No I'm not." Jace agreed.

"I will have Clary's body." I need her blood.

"You will not ever touch her again. Each time you try, I'll destroy you making you suffer more and more each time until the pain drives you to madness."

"I think dear little brother that the tables will be turned. Once I have Clary's blood I will destroy you."

"That's what you think, but you lack something that I have, and it gives me all the power."

"What's that?" Sebastian seethed.

"An amazing parabatai." Jace answered as Alec appeared behind Sebastian sword raised. With one stroke, he beheaded Sebastian. The body fell to the ground. Jace moved to stand over Sebastian's corpse. He pulled a silver tipped stake out of his jacket and plunged it into the heart. Sebastian's body began to convulse falling apart and turning to dust.

Alec appeared beside Jace. He showed Jace Sebastian's head. "What should I do with this?" He asked.

Jace looked up at the sky, the sun was just beginning to rise. "Put it on the ground, we'll watch it burn to dust."

"Do you think he'll be back?" Alec asked tossing the head down on the ground. The sun touched it and seconds later, it began to scream as it burned in the sunlight. The acrid smell of hair and burned flesh was overwhelming.

Jace shrugged. "I don't know, but if Lillith finds a way to bring him back again. We'll take him out." He looked over at Alec. "Is Freya all right."

Alec nodded. "She's with Clary and Iz" He answered, "how did you know I would be there?"

"You always are. You know me better than I know myself." Jace answered simply. He began walking toward the pile where Clary and Isabelle were hiding. Isabelle stood up and next to her was a little girl who looked about ten years old. Jace gasped and knelt down in front of her. "You look just like your mother." He said gently taking the little girl's hand.

"I-I know…"She answered. " I saw her."

Jace looked up at Isabelle. "How's Clary?"

Isabelle shook her head. "I did all I could. We need to get her to a Clave doctor or the Silent Brothers. I think somehow she's been poisoned by demon blood."

"That would make sense." Alec said. "Maybe Sebastian used his own blood on his weapons."

"Freya, would you like to come with us to the most amazing place in the world?" Alec said smiling at her.

"The Institute?" She asked excitedly. "I read about that in the library in Idris. Uncle Magnus says it's magnificent!"

"Uncle Magnus." Isabelle chuckled.

"Hmmm" Alec said winking at her.

"Jace you take Clary," Isabelle said. "We'll bring Freya."

Alec swung her up on his back. "I'll race you back!" He called to Isabelle taking off.

"Oh no you don't!" She called back hot on his heels.

Jace knelt down next to Clary. He took his gauntlet off and touched her face. Her skin felt cool under his fingers. "Clary." He said quietly.

With great difficulty, she opened her eyes. "Jace did you see her?"

He nodded, smiling at her. "She's beautiful, she looks just like you."

"She's amazing." Clary agreed. "Jace, take care of her."

He frowned, "you're going to be helping me with that."

"If the Clave allows it."

Jace took her hand tightly in his. "We saved her they have to let her stay with us." He reassured her.

Clary sighed. "I'm so tired Jace."

"I know," he said brushing a kiss on her forehead. "We'll get you back to the Institute. Everything's going to be fine."