Pretty short and not so great chapter but it had to be done to move the story along. So hope you guys will stick around for the next one, I promise it will be better. :) Lola

(Chapter 26)

(Ronnie's POV)

"I'm going to ask you again," Consul Penhallow boomed as she thundered around the cell, her eyes watching me with distaste. "What are you planning with Sebastian Morgenstern?"

I sighed, we had been at this for hours. I had been beaten to a bloody pulp for my cheek and for not giving the answers the Consul wanted to hear. Did I know what Sebastian was planning? No, and I didn't want to. Was on his team? No, I was not if I was on his team he would be back by now. Why couldn't those thick skulled Clave Nazis get that through their heads?

Also, why the hell hasn't Jace come to try to fix this. It has been at least three or four days, but yet there was no Jace. Did he really think I was that dangerous that I would bring Sebastian back and help him? Who was I kidding? He probably did. I mean, everyone thought I was the devils spawn which I was, but I was nothing like the devil. I didn't want to burn down the world, I just wanted to be left alone at this point.

"And I'm going to tell you again," I said giving her a bloody smile. "You can go to hell because I have no idea." I said preparing for another blow to the face or somewhere else on my body.

The Consul looked over at the other shadowhunter who was in the room. He was a tall, buff man who had become my personal torturer. Every time I didn't answer the Consul's question in the exact way she wanted he would hit me or inject me with something that made my whole body burn up.

He took a step towards me with his steely grey eyes locked on me. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a syringe and I began to fight against the cool metal chair that I was chained against. I preferred for him to hit me, it hurt a lot less than whatever the hell they injected me with. He got to me and painfully grabbed my jaw as he roughly stuck the needle into me and let the liquid run through my blood stream.

It took about a minute before the agonizing pains came through out my body. It felt as if I was being burned alive from the tip of my toe to the top of my head. A scream was torn my throat as tears pricked at the back of my eyes. I glared at the Consul as I tried not to let her get the satisfaction of knowing that what she was doing was indeed hurting me.

"This all could be over," Consul Penhallow spoke over my heavy breathing and grunts of pain. "All you have to do is tell the truth."

Through my pain, I heard the running of footsteps coming from outside the cell. Two figures appeared at the front of the cell. My eyes were blinded with tears but I could clearly hear the words that were said. "He's back, and not because of her."

(Jace's POV)

Sebastian was back. How? No one knows but he is back, and he is ready to pick up where he left off. No one knows where he is hiding but it's probably with the fae. At least that's the thought because the farefolk have just declared war on the Clave. I had left Clary under the care of Alec, Isabelle, and Simon because she was so distraught. I couldn't exactly blame her, our children were in danger and her brother was back with plans to lay waste to everything.

The only good thing that came out of this was that Ronnie's name was cleared. It was what led me in front of her cell with another Clave official and hearing the screams that came out of her throat as the Consul tried to burn out the demon blood.

"No, he is not." She said lowly, her face becoming pale as she looked back at Ronnie. "He cannot be back, only she could bring him back." She said gesturing to Ronnie who was trying to keep from screaming.

"Alyah," I said looking at her with a shake of my head. "The farefolk have declared war with a claim they have a new leader." I said looking past her at Ronnie. "You have been putting your attention in the wrong direction. So, I am taking Ronnie home, I think you have done enough damage to an innocent girl." I said throwing open the cell door and walking over to Ronnie.

"J…Jace?" Ronnie stammered out as she arched her back as if trying to get the burning pain to go down.

"It's Uncle Jace," I corrected her as I produced my Steele and began to de-rune the chains that had Ronnie bound to a chair.

I made quick work of the chains and I scooped her up in my arms as I carried her out of the cell past the Consul and her partner and past the Clave official. I looked down at the blonde girl who had her eyes shut tightly as if trying not to let me see her in pain.

It was at times like this when I mentally kick myself. If I only raised her as my own, maybe all of this would be different. I know should would have never been interrogated by the Clave in such a harsh manner. I know she would have been raised in a place where she was loved and not hated or trained to be some sort of machine. I wish I could change things for her but I can't. What done is done and we all have to live with it.

"You're going to be okay." I said as I carried her. I knew a place we could go that was safe in Idris. Magnus had a place around here, she would be safe there until she was healed up enough to go home. I wasn't sure how much damage they actually did to her. They only had her for a week or so, but that was enough time for the unfeeling idiots of the Clave to do some lasting damage.