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Clary awoke to find herself asleep in bed next to Jace, she figured that he must of carried her in to bed when he finally returned to the bedroom last night but she had been too exhausted to remember. Clary glanced at her son who was still sleeping it was only 6am and George didn't usually wake up for another hour or so, so Clary decided she would have another look around the house while she had some spare time. Quietly she took some fresh clothes out of her wardrobe and snuck out of the room. As she walked down the corridor she noticed that the curtains on the far window had been pulled open and tied back. A flush of confusion hit her, she could have sworn that she had closed all the curtains the night before but she shook the feeling off knowing she had more important things to think about. Clary went into the bathroom and changed into her clean clothes. She quickly scrunched her hair back into a messy bun and set off downstairs.

Clary walked into the Livingroom and walked towards the window as she drew back the curtains she looked out towards the fields surrounding the property. There was no doubt that the views where beautiful but as clary was raised as a city girl the views made her homesick. As she turned to walk away something caught her eye, she stopped for a moment and studied the window. The windows where definitely in need of a clean but one shape was clearly visible, Clary bent down to place the shape on her eye level as she looked further Clary realized it was a hand print. She thought back to when they had arrived yesterday and about which windows they both looked through. As she recalled her memories Clary was certain that this was the window she had looked through and Jace peered through the kitchen window. Clary raised her small delicate hand and measured it up to the imprint. The imprint was almost double the size of her hand giving her a very uneasy feeling.

A buzzing sound caught her attention, as she turned around she saw a large bumble bee whizzing around the room. Clary wasn't used to have animals like bee's around as the apartment she once shared with her mother had no outdoor area or flowers to attract them. She looked around the room to try and find something to catch the bee with. It's consistent buzzing was getting really annoying. As she looked around she saw nothing that could help her so she walked into the kitchen as the bee flew around her. Clary opened a cupboard to look for a box or a cup. A wave of dust blew into her face causing her to cough, the cupboard had been shut for a very long time and cobwebs covered the objects inside. Although Clary was a shadowhunter and had faced many terrifying demons she hatted bugs. Hesitantly she pulled the closest cup out of the shelf, she pulled it towards her face to try blow off the cobwebs when a large spider crawled out of the cup and on to the back of her hand. Clary let out a high pitched squeal and shook her hand causing the cup to clatter to the ground and smash in too dozens of tiny pieces.

"Your still seriously scared of spiders?" a voice from behind her asked. Clary spun on her heals quickly caught off guard. As she turned she saw Jace laughing at her leaning against the door frame. "and in what part of that scream where you going to defend yourself Clarissia? As your trainer I'm rather disappointed" Jace added grinning down at Clary's panicked face. She looked at her husband half glaring at him. "I was trying to catch the stupid buzzing thing!" she protested. Jace smirked and turned back into the living room. Clary watched him, just by the look on his face she knew he was up to something. "What are you doing she asked?" Jace didn't reply, instead he rummaged through one of the bags Alec had packed for them. Eventually he held up a small jar and turned to face Clary. "Honey" he said "I remembered seeing it yesterday. Alec must have packed it knowing George love's it." Jace dipped the tip of his finger in the Jar coating it in the thick golden honey. He sealed the jar and stood very still with his hand out stretched. "Watch." After a few moments the buzzing bee circled Jace's hand eventually it landed on his finger. Slowly Jace walked to the nearest window and opened it. Once his had was held outside the cottage the bee flew away. He pulled his hand back inside and closed the window. Without a second thought Jace looked at the honey on his finger and liked it off. "That's Disgusting!" Clary announced. Jace clearly wasn't bothered about her opinion. "Food's Food." he answered as he walked in to the living room.

Clary remained in the kitchen and started to collect the pieces of the broken cup. Jace returned a few moments later holding the letter he had found yesterday. Clary rose to her feet putting all the pieces into a small wooden barrel which was their only option for a bin. Jace began to read the letter out loud and Clary listened carefully. "It doesn't make any sense? How can the house possess its own power?" she asked. Jace shook his head "I don't know. I'm going to take a look around the house and see if we can find out any history it could be linked to." Clary nodded and as she opened her mouth to speak she was cut off by the sound of her son crying upstairs. She looked towards Jace and smiled "I'll go. You start looking."

As Clary wandered up the stairs Jace made his way back into the living room. Against the far wall was a tall bookcase with a cupboard at the bottom. Jace glanced over the books. Most where tales of famous shadowhunter's, alongside a shadowhunter's codex and a copy of the grey book. As his eyes wandered down towards the cuboid he noticed that it was locked. Jace bent down and examined the lock. It was old and rusty and looked as if the key to open it must be tiny. Jace glanced around the room wondering where it could be. He studied the master key for the windows wondering if it maybe had the same lock but the key was far too big. Jace rattled the cupboard doors wondering if he could force them open but they were stuck solid.

Clary came down the stairs carrying George in her arms and he wasn't a happy bunny. The second he locked arms on his father he decided that was where he wanted to be. George lunged himself forward kicking his legs off Clarys stomach, she winced in pain and almost dropped him. Clary was weak she hadn't eaten anything for the past 3 days. Luckily Jace managed to support her and hold her upright. He pulled George out of her arms and kissed her forehead gently. "Sit down. Ill feed George." His arm guided Clary to the sofa. Then he took George into the kitchen.

Clary sat down and closed her eyes pressure was building up in her head giving her a migraine. Suddenly she felt to soft hands massaging the temples, Clary jumped at first but she knew there was only Jace who would be touching her. "that feels good" she groaned final letting herself relax. Her mind wandered away thinking about home, her mother and step father, as well as her in laws and her best friend, who were all millions of Miles away. Clary thought about what could have happened to them after they left through the portal, the Clave had already sent soldiers into the institute. Could they have captured her family and locked them up in silent city? Or did they torture them into telling the truth? The hands that where massaging her head slowly moved down to her shoulders, it felt amazing. Clary could feel the knots in her muscles unwinding, she began to feel sleepy, the events of the pass few days had really had really had an effect on her body. "Thanks Jace, Has George settled?" she asked. The hands that had been massaging her stopped gently resting on her shoulders but there was no vocal response. "Jace?" she asked again finally opening her eyes.

Clary could still feel the pressure of hands on her shoulders but when she glanced into the mirror her heart pounded… In the mirror Clary was looking at her own reflection and although she could still feel the pressure of hands resting on her shoulders there was nobody stood behind her.

Clary let out an ear piercing scream as she jumped up off the sofa. Clary spun around and her eyes scanned the room. Jace came bursting into the room and instantly took hold of her "Clary what is it?" he asked "What's wrong?" Tears streamed down her cheeks someone or something had been their watching her… touching her.

"There-There was something…someone here, touching me." Her voice was rattled. Her deep breaths muffled her words. Jace's face filled with concern "Someone was here? Who? Who was it?" Jace had fear in his eyes he knew they didn't stand a chance if the clave came for them now. Clary shook her head unsure how any of the events over the past few minutes could make any sense at all. "That's the thing when I looked in the mirror there was nobody behind me but I felt it Jace. I felt hands on me as I looked in the mirror." Clary paused for a few seconds inhaling a deep breath. "Where's George?" she asked whilst dashing into the kitchen. Clary looked around the room but couldn't see her son anywhere she turned to Jace her tears splashing down her cheeks more frequently now "Where is he?" she demanded. Before Jace could answer a noise caught Clarys attention "MAMA MAMA" George cried Clary looked frantically around the kitchen until finally let them rest on the cupboard doors under the sink. She knelt down and opened them to reveal George sat inside his face smothered with honey. George giggled at the sight of his panicked mother "Mama" he shouted, stretching his arms out waiting to be picked up. Clary pulled him into her arms and held him tightly.

"There's something wrong here Jace. Someone was there I felt it and the front window, there's a handprint on it. It's much bigger than mine" Clary looked at Jace his skin had lost its red tone and returned to its regular colorless tone. Finally, he spoke. "We need to find more information about the houses history. Something doesn't add up." Clary and Jace walked back in the living room, Clary set George down on the floor and put some toys around him. "Look at this bookcase." Jace called "The cupboard is locked tight, I can't get into it." Clary joined his side and looked at the books that where lined up along the shelves. "What are all the books?" she asked. Jace shrugged his shoulders. "Just books I think standard books, nothing special." His words didn't even make it past Clarys ears. There was a book 3rd self, 2nd from the left. Clary felt like the book was calling to her. She reached out a hand and pulled out the book. A voice whispered in her ear, and the voice defiantly wasn't Jace's "The key" it whispered. Slowly Clary opened the book and flipped through the pages. The first 4 chapters where normal making Clary doubt what she had heard but as she got closer to the back of the book she realized that part of the book was hollowed out. "Jace look there's something in here." At the back of the book there was an old black and white photo and tapped to the back of the photo was a tiny gold key.

The photo was of a man, dressed in a suit and tie with runes sneaking out from the edges of his clothing. "Do you think this is the original owner?" Clary asked. Jace nodded his head. Jace quickly separated the key from the photo and knelt down. As he suspected the key fit perfectly in the lock and he was finally able to open the cupboard.

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