Author's Note: Here's Chapter 11 well over due, sorry for the delay. I got promoted unexpectedly and I have doing 38 hours of work and online school. So writing time is hard to get. I started a two part story that I am happy about. So make sure to go check it out after reading this, it's called "How Life Can Change in a Single Second."

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The time line seems to be unclear, so here it is. Alexis left the first letter before American Thanksgiving(November), Clary and Jace met officially on Christmas eve. Then a couple weeks pass and Jace is injured and then Clary gets hurt soon after. Jace goes to the hospital and is unconscious for a few days. Clary goes back to Seb for a couple weeks. So we are somewhere in February. So she could be pregnant, in theory.

Disclaimer: I do not own TMI. I am also no author, just a writer with no beta, so ignore spelling/grammar.

Previously:

I slowly wake but refuse to open my eyes. Instead I adjust to my environment trying to detect if I am alone. I discover I am not, and instead I smell something all too familiar.

I snap my eyes opens and the person in front of me is not all surprising.

"Hi Jace" they say, and I roll my eyes.

Chapter 11(1.7K)

Jace's POV

"Hi Jonathan" I say. He throws his black hair back and laughs.

"You seem to be annoyed; your energy is too much right now"

"Can you blame me? You drugged and kidnapped me."

He raises his hands "Fair but kidnapped is a strong word. You aren't being held against your will" as he gestures to my hands that aren't chuffed.

"So, what am I doing here then?" I ask.

He raises an eyebrow, "You don't seem at all surprised"

"I knew you were fishy, so I am not surprised to see that you are the mole."

He looks blankly at me for a few minutes before replying, "You think I am the mole?" he asks, and I remain silent. He laughs and continues "Wow, maybe I made a mistake bringing you here. I thought you were smarter than that. No Jace, I am not the mole, but I know who is, and I am not going to tell you, since it might be one of the few things keeping me alive after this meeting"

"So you are that dumb? You plan to let me go?" I say, and he nods.

"You see, I trust you to make the right decision. Let me formally introduce myself, I am Jonathan Fray, and I am an undercover cop from the NYPD, in charge of a task force sent to investigate Valentine Morgenstern."

"Why are you telling me this? I can easily tell someone as soon as I get out of here, and I can have man sent to kill you."

"Well, you see Jace, you aren't going to do that."

"Why?" I find myself asking unsure of the game he is planning.

"We both have a common interest in taking down someone. Remember the name, Sebastian Verlac?" Hearing the name sends a rush of confusion through and I find myself growing more hopeful at the possibility of this resulting in more dirt on Verlac.

Then I realize something that I had forgotten.

"How long have I been gone?" Realizing that Clary is either frightened or mad.

Jonathan looks at me with a surprised look, probably because he was expecting me to ask about Verlac, but my thoughts are focused on Clary.

"Three hours, apparently we gave you too much of dosage."

I pat my pockets and they come back empty, "Can I have my phone back?" I ask.

"Need to call a girlfriend?" he says, winking at me.

"No, a friend" I answer, hiding the fact that calling her my friend leaves a sour taste in my mouth.

"After we are done" and he stands up and turns his back towards me and walks to the table behind him. I remain unmoving, worried that if I move someone watching us behind the camera in the right corner will order me to be shot. These people know about me, and they know my interests in Verlac, there's no way to know what else they know.

He walks back and slides two folders across to me, and they look familiar to me. One is titled "V. Morgenstern Case-Jace-Part CH" and the other is "S. Verlac Case-Part CF."

I open the Verlac one first and discover pictures and pictures of Clary, my Clary. My friend. Not only is it hard to say, it is hard to think as well, and seems twisted.

All the images of her are her in the hospital, and by the looks of her, she seems younger with her bruises covering her face. Nausea rolls through me looking at this girl who I have come to care about facing all this alone, while raising a child in a bad situation. Where are this girl's parents? She had a good career and she had Izzy. But where are her parents in all this? How have they not intervened in all these years?

Jonathan does not speak as I flip through the folder and a plan forms in my mind on how to put the final nail in Verlac's coffin, by putting Jonathan and Simon's research together.

"Okay, so why do you need me for this?"

"I need help with bringing him down and I need you for that"

"You seem to know me enough, so what makes you think I'd turn my back on the man who helped me and is a father to me" I say.

"Open the other folder" and I comply.

What I discover is something I did not see coming.

Alexis POV

I jump out off the bed and race into Jace's bedroom with Ollie following me closely. I swing the door and jump onto the tall bed and lay beside my mother watching her sob. She tells me it is okay, and that I don't need to see this, and I crawl into her arms.

She thanks me and in between sobs she manages to tell me that she loves me, and I push myself further into my mom's arms, and she wraps her arms around me as she sobs. Ollie barks at the end of the bed in hopes of being let up, yet I don't move.

My mom cries and I just lay there in her arms.

She runs her fingers through my hair as if I am the one who needs calming.

She eventually pulls herself together and reminds me that I am her number one priority, and she will do anything to protect me, and I believe her beyond a doubt.

We lay there just being us and eventually she calls Jace who doesn't pick up. I can feel her anxiety and I feel myself growing sweaty at the thought of something happening. Especially since I am the one who reaches out to him.

That reminds me, he still has my money and hasn't dealt with my father.

When my mom runs out of tears I jump up and let Ollie onto the bed. He squeezes himself in between us and demands our attention, each time we stop he throws his head dramatically up and looks at us with such sad puppy eyes that we cave and pet him again. We fall asleep like this, with mom clutching her phone in her hand, and it doesn't take a wizard to know she's wondering about Jace.

Jace's POV

I find myself in a déjà vu state of climbing the steps of the Lightwoods home and using my key to walk inside. Once inside I am hit with memories of my time here, and how they have become a family to me. I don't remember much about my childhood, and when I try to remember I am hit with fear and anxiety. Controlling those emotions has been a struggle, and I fought these emotions into my teenage years. That's why finding Valentine was a blessing for me, it gave me an outlet to channel my emotions by giving myself an adrenaline rush.

Turns out I was wrong, and Valentine wasn't a blessing. He took me away from the Lightwoods by turning me into his personal killing machine changing me into a dark person. Not only has he taken me from that family, he took me from my birth parents.

When Jonathan slid that folder to me, and I opened it I did not expect an image of a blonde women with Valentine in a tight embrace with her smiling up at him. I flipped the pages and discovered her name was Celine Herondale who was married to Stephen Herondale and had a son. As I look at the picture of the couple, I discover I recognize them, and not in a positive way. They were a mission of mine.

As I read, I find out Valentine's motive for killing them was that Celine decided she as tired of Valentine and returned to her husband. For years Valentine held this grudge against her because he hired an assassin to kill them both two years later. He failed and only killed her husband, who killed the assassin to save his wife. Afterwards she was declared mentality unstable and her son was taken from her.

Years later Valentine sends me to finish the job. I was fresh in the business then, but I knew the unspoken rule of don't ask questions, and I never did. Maybe I should have. Valentine had me kill my own mother. My name being Jace Herondale, a direct link to Celine and Stephan Herondale. The parents I never really knew, and will probably knew remember, since I was 5 when he died, and by 6 I was taken in by my neighbours the Lightwoods. The only family I knew, and I am giving up.

I make my way through the Lightwoods empty home, where we all grew up and changed. The three of us grew up here, Izzy got pregnant here, my earliest memories are here, and Alec became his own person, even if it contributed to the divorce. The memories don't end with our generation, Max was almost born here when I was 15, Izzy only just turned 16 with her being a couple months older.

I wander through the empty home with the lose floorboards creaking as I walk. Standing in the kitchen allows me to reflect on the other memories I skipped out on. Last Halloween is an excellent example of that where I showed up for Izzy's annual Halloween party, saw her dressed in a pink dress with black bats covering it, instead of wearing an actual costume, and left 5 minutes later. Even though everyone in my family was there, including Robert who only returns to America on rare occasion. I missed out on several moments, and why? Because I had work? Because I am loyal to Valentine?

I make my way to the couch and let go all the feelings. I killed my own mother; how can I live with myself. It is in that movement I let go and sob all my emotions out for the first time since Max's accident. Can I even come back from this?

AN: Thank you for reading, make sure to review so I can send a preview.

So Jonathan was the one across from him and isn't the actual mole. Sorry this chapter is short, it needed to stand alone because it is important for Jace to finally break. He is emotionally unavailable, and distant from his family since the Max accident. This is he coming to the realization that his relationship is toxic with Valentine, and the only way he saw through it was discovering Valentine had Jace kill his mom. That twist was something I planned from the beginning.

Questions:

What was your favorite part? How do you feel about the twist? If Jonathan isn't the actual mole, who is? How do we feel about Jonathan being a cop? What is Jon's motives for wanting Jace to go for Seb? Is Clary pregnant? How do we feel about Alexis comforting her mom? Where are Clary's parents?

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