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Can't believe this is already Chapter 26 !

Chapter 26…

{Magnus' POV}

I was mostly grateful when she had passed out from the pain of the healing process.

It was much less painful than watching her struggle to show no pain.

It also meant I could work easier, as her body was more relaxed.

After another 10 minutes I had decided I could do no more for the girl.

Her demonic origins made healing a much more tricky process. As she was part human and angel and demon.

And the vial she was injected with was something I could not heal.

Only lycanthropes had knowledge of cures for silver poisoning and wolfsbane.

I left Clary in the room unconscious, she would be perfectly fine.

I walked into Jace just ending a hologram chat with what was seemingly the other Nepilim.

He looked rather distressed, which was my specialty.

"Penny for your thoughts, shadowhunter?"

Jace looked at me pointedly,

"Fine. Jace."

I replied. He slouched down onto a sofa, with his head facing up.

"Do you think I am doing the right thing?"

"What do you mean?"

I asked.

"You don't Clary has gotten inside my head do you?"

"Oh I think she most definitely has."

I responded truthfully.

"You do?"

He queried in alarm.

"Yes, But not in the way you may think. I believe she has opened your eyes, you have grown up a certain way, told how to act and be. But now you have met Clary. And she has broken all of your rules."

Jace looked at me intently and I continued.

"You have discovered there is another world other than yours, and she is inside your head because unlike the others when you see something different you seek to understand rather than reject"

He was silent for a few moments before answering to my observation.

"You could be a therapist you know? Ever considered it?"

He grinned at me.

"Back in the 1900s I was most certainly the philanthropist."

Jace smirked back at me.

"Jace, I think you should go and get some rest. I will be here to watch over Clary. You look shattered."

"Thanks Magnus, that makes me feel great"

I liked this boy's sense of humour, he reminded me of myself.

"I am your elder by a millennium, give or take a few years. If I think you look shattered, then go rest"

Jace stood up and mocked saluted before heading for the door.

"Which room can I have?"

"Second door on the left, next to the one Clarissa's in"

"Thanks"

{Jocelyn's POV}

Me and Luke had to wait outside whilst Brother Jeremiah worked on Jon.

I hadn't realised I was shaking until Luke placed his over mine.

"It will be fine Jocelyn, he's stronger than you think"

"I know"

Was the only response I could come up with.

Truth was, I knew of nothing that had gone on with Clarissa.

All I knew is that my son was fighting death. My daughter had escaped a death sentence, I had set. And I had not seen Jace walk through the front door with the rest.

When had my world become so damn complicated?

I thought with a sigh.

Brother Jeremiah exited the Infirmary with an eerie silence as usual.

I stood up so quickly that I nearly tripped up.

"How is he then?"

I demanded.

The arrow has pierced through a major artery. I have managed to prevent the blood clotting. Yet Jonathan Fairchild will remain in a coma for an unknown amount of time.

The silent brother's voice echoed in my head, it always gave me the creeps when they did that. It was like they were reading my mind.

"What do you mean 'unknown?"

Jocelyn Fairchild, I am afraid your son's recovery cannot be predicted. It could be a week, or it could be 2 years. I am very sorry I cannot narrow it down for you.

I didn't know what to say.

Jonathan was the only real family I have left, and now I was facing the prospect of perhaps losing him for up to 2 years.

"Thank you for your services brother Jeremiah"

Luke said for me, as I couldn't get my words out enough.

"Can, can I see him"

Yes, there is a slight possibility he may be able to hear you.

I didn't wait to thank Brother Jeremiah, I scooted straight around the door into the infirmary.

As I ran to Jonathan's side my breath hitched.

He looked so peaceful, if I hadn't had known better I would have assumed he was sleeping.

Brother Jeremiah had worked wonders, I could barely see his wound.

I felt Luke's hand on my shoulder, reassuring me.

{Alec's POV}

I didn't know what to do with myself after the meeting had ended.

I couldn't accept that me and Jace were on different sides, we had never opposed each other before.

Apart from in training sessions of course, but that was just training. This, this was the real shit.

I had collapsed on my bed, staring up into the ceiling.

Something felt different, as if a piece inside of me had shifted into the wrong place.

I had been warned that this is what it felt like to be without or against your parabatai.

And it felt like crap.

A strange sensation was building in my gut and I could feel it growing, slowly but surely.

I heard the door open, and I knew instantly who it was.

Only 2 people would walk into my room unannounced - and well one of them wasn't here.

So that left Izzy.

"How are you holding up big brother?"

She spoke in her calming sisterly voice, whenever she spoke like this I knew she was being serious about something.

"Fanfuckingtastic Iz. It's an everyday occurrence that my parabatai abandons me and goes against me. I'm used to it"

I knew I was letting my anger out on Izzy, which wasn't fair.

Yet, she was here and Jace wasn't, so I had to let my frustration out somehow.

"Alec, I don't have a parabatai. You need to talk to me about this"

Dismissing my outburst smoothly.

"Izzy, it feels like somethings wrong. But everytime I try to touch it, it slips through my fingers."

I saw Izzy's face soften sadly.

"I know"

"No Izzy. You don't, Jace isn't your parabatai"

I felt instantly guilty the second the vile remark left my lips.

"I may not feel it as you do. But don't think for a second that I don't miss him - he is my brother as much as yours"

Izzy retorted.

I sat up and looked her in the face apologetically.

"Look Iz, I'm sorry I know. It just… He's never been like this before."

"Ever since Clary came"

Izzy finished for me.

"Exactly, what if she's hurt him. Brainwashed him into believing that she is innocent?"

I knew what I was saying was dubious, but I had to hope that this wasn't the real Jace. But deep down I knew that he was in his right mind. And that scared me.

"Alec, as powerful as Clary is. I don't think that she can brainwash people. Otherwise she would have done it to more of us than just Jace"

Izzy's point was right, which made things harder.

"Iz, I hate it. I just want to go back. Back to when we had to sneak around the institute to train at night. Everything's new now"

Izzy gave me a look of understanding before answering.

"And I would kick both of your asses everytime"

She smirked.

"That's not how I remember it, but whatever helps you sleep at night sis."

I smiled back.

Then we just sat in silence for a while.

Before I spoke aloud.

"Izzy. I have to tell you something. I have to tell someone"

She straightened immediately - understanding the gravity of my tone.

"I can get in"

"To where?"

She questioned.

"To Magnus' apartment"

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