Hi guys! I apologize for being MIA I was dealing with a lot. From the flu, to trying to graduate, to moving to another state the list goes on. But I promised I will finish this story and I will. For some whom have messaged me this is not a CLACE story. It was said in the beginning. This will never be a CLACE story. So to those who have messaged me asking me to change it I will not. Please just enjoy the story the way I intended for it to be made. Please review and let me know what you think. And please just give it a shot.

Previously:

We reach the helicopter and get in taking to the air instantly. We get twenty minutes away before I start to see smoke. I smile inwardly to myself. Try coming for us now Valentine.

Chapter 21: We Gotta Fight Hard

CPOV:

The compound starts to smoke and I turn in my seat squished between Sebastian and one of his bone head guards. Everything was on slowly catching fire and we

were flying away and watching it happen. The only explanation that I could think of is my father was coming and he needed to destroy all evidence.

"My father is looking for me isn't he?" I whisper watching the fire move from wing to wing and consume everything it touched.

"Maybe" Sebastian says. And I can hear the smirk in his voice. It annoyed me that I could hear it and took every ounce of strength not to push him out the open door. I felt his eyes burning into me but I refuse to make eye contact. I refuse to make him see how much it's crushing me that now there will be no evidence left behind. But why else will someone burn down a perfect house other then having something to hide? Sebastian you just told on yourself. Checkmate.

JPOV:

I glance around the room looking at everyone gearing up for a fight. Whether Sebastian likes it or not were getting Clary back I'm going to make sure that there is a bullet right between his eyes.

"Are we ready or.." I begin before getting cut off by one of Luke's friends, Kyle.

"Guys I think you should all watch the news for a second." He walks around and grabs the remote.

"We are about to go get Clarissa and you want to stop and watch the news with coffee? Who the hell invited you to the party anyway!" I hiss reaching for the remote but stopping instantly when I hear the words that made a cold chill run down my spine.

"The top news story of the night. Sebastian Verlac Jr heir to the Verlac empire compound caught on fire tonight. In a matter of minutes the fire spreaded throughout the whole compound leveling the once proud standing mansion the young Verlac designed to a matter of rebel. Witnesses said he was home with his girlfriend Clarissa Morgenstern-Fray having dinner when the place caught fire. It is unknown if the two has made it out alive or not. But rest assured that the police department, and the fire department plan on getting to the bottom of this soon. I'm Eliza Betham and we will be back after these messages."

I stood there numb as all the words registered in my brain. Clarissa… my baby sister possibly dead? There's no way in hell that she is dead. No way in hell Sebastian will kill himself with a vast empire he wants to inhabit and run. Especially with his plans to run for Congress soon. A loud scream breaks me from my thoughts and I turn to see my mother hit the ground on her knees crying loudly no doubt for the daughter she think she lost. I'm not buying it.

"Mom…?" I whisper but she just continues crying louder and my father gathers her in his arms. "Dad is the tracker still active?" I shout trying desperately to try and find out if Clarissa is alive or not.

My father pulls out his phone pressing a few buttons before visibly relaxing. "She's a live! The tracker is still active, and it has to have her body temperature and heart rate to be active."

"The why would he go through this! His own father thinks he is dead." My mother scream throwing her shoe at the television that now had Verlac SR's face on it. Saying his son is not gone and that he is indeed waiting to hear something from the police and fire department. "What do we do?" She whispers to no one in particular.

"We play along." My father says looking around the room.

"How the hell is that a good idea? That's what he wants! To have Clary all to himself!" Luke yells kicking a table over and grabbing a hand full of his hair.

"I don't know what type of relationship you had with my daughter but I do know that I don't care at this moment. We have the element of surprise right now over Sebastian. We can let him get to his next location, settle, let him think that we think Clary is dead. We plan our plan of action then attack and get Clary back. But now we need to pretend to be stupid. If they find out we know something they may get drastic. Then start to wonder how do we know she isn't dead. Eventually they will figure it out and who knows what they are going to do to her. They will think she knew about it all along and then…. I don't know what will happen."

I look from my father to Luke waiting for something to happen. But nothing does. Luke knows just like I know, just like everyone knows that my father is right. Valentine Morgenstern is many things in this world. But today he is right.

"Fine!" Luke shouts and massage his temples before taking a deep cleansing breath. "Fine. We will do this your way. But I hope your right about this."

"Clarissa is strong, brave, and doesn't take crap from anyone. She will be fine, and she will survive."

CPOV:

We fly for what feels like hours until I feel something prick my neck. My hand flashes to the offending spot and I turn to Sebastian with horror.

"You said you wouldn't….. Even now I still can't trust you."

"I'm sorry…" He whispers as things start to go black.

"I…. hate you." the last words I hear before everything goes black. And I meant every word.

SPOV:

I roll my eyes at the comment but inside it does sting a bit. I don't understand why I lied to her or why I feel the way I do. Maybe because I actually like her.

"Permission to speak freely sir?" Shadow says from the other side of the Helicopter.

"What is it?"

"Why don't you just claim her sir? She will never run once she is ruined. Her peasant of a boyfriend wouldn't want her back. She would have your seed growing in her and not even her parents would want her back. Your empire is promised to be grown with an heir like your father asked. She would be your meek wife, and you will be one step closer to taking over the company and running for congress." I smirk. My men are smart as hell. This is the reason why I hire them. Loyal to me for their paychecks and to ensure I don't slit their family members throat in their sleep.

"You know Shadow I already had a plan similar into action. For now do as your told and I may even reward you greater than your last employer." That's all this is. Who can cut the check bigger to get what they want. Dear Clarissa, I always get what I want.

Well there you have it guys! Thanks for staying with me through my terrible roller-coaster.

I apologize again everyone! Please review. And see you guys on Friday!

Kiss Kiss Babes! ;)