A/N: Thank you again for your comments! You thought the last chapter was bad? Hehe wait till you see this one! This one we also have a bit from Jem's point of view, thought it'd be nice so enjoy!–HerondaleThoughts x

Chapter 4, Will's POV

"I've never prayed to you before" Will whispered, his voice shaking as he spoke. He found the prayer room, he didn't even know this existed until Charlotte pointed it out to him, he had been pacing the hall. Tessa's screams was a thousand daggers threw his heart and his soul. He sat in front of the statue of the Angel Raziel, his hands trembling as much as his voice. He rubbed his eyes trying to get rid of the tears "I-I don't believe in praying. I prayed that you saved Jem, but they were silent prayers and looked what happened? You sent him into Brotherhood. But-but if you think you can take my T-Tessa away from me! Don't, please" he sobbed "She is so innocent in this. So please, I beg of you Angel Raziel, I beg you to spare her. I beg you to spare her of deaths grip. I fear if she died I would soon follow. I have lost Ella, I lost Jem, and I cannot lose my wife. I beg of you please, please let her live" he soon found it in himself to leave. He stumbled back to the infirmary, his heart wept when he heard Tessa's screams echo the institute. He used the wall to support himself, then he felt some arms wrap around him. Tight arms but had a feminine touch "Gwilym…" the voice soothed. Cecily, Will thought. He turned and clutched onto his sister, willing himself from the bottom of his heart not to cry

"Don't hold it in, Will," she whispered. That pushed Will over the edge and soon he was crying into Cecily's arms. His sister made gentle shushing noises and rubbed his back "It's alright"

"It is not alright! Tessa is dying!" he yelled

William…oh this was just his day wasn't it? First Cecily and now Jem. God who ever next? Will whipped round to look at Jem

"She is dying!" but his parabati shook his head

With the help of Magnus Bane, we've redone the rune. She is in a lot of pain yes, and is delirious. But she is no longer dying, we removed the poison from her system

"So what you're telling me is that it was suicide?" Will snapped. When Jem didn't reply Will pushed him against a wall. He was losing the plot in here

"Answer me!" he yelled. Instead of flinching or giving Will a direct answer, Jem replied very calmly, almost in a hurt manner

She was my fiancé once too. I was to have her as my wife before this. Do not think I don't care for her. She tried to kill herself yes, but that is not my fault nor is it yours. Will stood looking at Jem, his parabati who said he wasn't found of words but yet always knew what to say at the exact moment. Will crippled down to his knees

"I-I prayed to Raziel for help" Jem nodded understandingly "I prayed that he does not take another person I love away from me"

Such prayers are beautiful ones

"There is nothing beautiful about asking the Angels to spare your wife from death"

It must have worked, for she is alive. She is breathing and she is crying. And I believe you should go in and comfort your wife. Will nodded and walked uneasily into the infirmary. Tessa was in a cot, her brown hair pulled back away from her, sweat was still forming on her brow and on her wrist there was the horrid bruise of love rune. It was scarring viciously, black lines had replaced her veins and even to feel it made Will jerk his hand back from the heat of it. He sat down next to Tessa, taking her other hand and kissing it

"My sweet Tess" he whispered "I know I am not good enough to deserve you. I know I will never be capable to give you the love that you are worthy of" Will looked at her with his blue eyes large and innocent, asking for her forgiveness but knowing she could not see them "I know you are upset, Tessa. I know now you are depressed and I know that the demons you fight are unlike mine. That they torture your mind so you cannot rest but I tell you this" he took a deep breath and looked at her

"Dear heart," he said. He took her hand in his and kissed it "Who knows your courage better than I?" it was the most sincere words he could form for her. Those words stood for everything they had been threw together. The heart break when they knew there was no cure for Jem. The relief when Will found Tessa in Lake Idris. The pleasure they felt as they became one that night. The delight when Tessa told Will she was pregnant. The world they had faced together. The world that shunned Tessa for being a warlock, the world that slammed its doors to them at every opportunity. And when Will wanted to give up, it was Tessa who said we will try again and we will succeed. Her courage in her heart was greater than any lions. She was his heart, his calm before the storm, the glory and pride that he never could express. Dear heart, he thought mentally, still kissing her hand, please don't leave me now.

Magnus's POV

Magnus was a firm believer in embracing who you were. Unless you were a demon. Then he would reconsider things but most of the time he tried to encourage that people become who they are and do it openly. When Tessa and he had agreed after several months of testing and trying that she was indeed a warlock with shape shifting abilities, he told her to embrace it since it was such a rare talent for a warlock to have. Many could change by glamours but to have the ability to completely change into a different person just by holding ones item, it really was remarkable. What Magnus did not want to hear was that Tessa had drew a rune on her wrist to try and poison herself. What made it hurt even more was that it was a love rune. He remembered hearing someone say to him once 'For love I will die, for love I will be a willing servant to death. I fall into that sleep from which I shall never awaken. For knowing I will age and my lover will not, death seems like such a kinder option'. He hoped Tessa had not heard that. Because it would not help the situation in the slightest. He stood at the door and listen to Will pour his heart out. How much more could he take? Magnus thought sadly, how much heart break can such a tender lover take? He listened and he observed, he had never loved someone like Will did. He was starved of love before hand and sure he loved Woolsey but he was a werewolf. They didn't really understand the delicacy of love. Magnus walked in slowly and rested a hand on Will's shoulder but his blue eyes boy didn't look round to see him

"Will, she had her reasons. She thought she might be helping herself," Magnus whispered

"Do reasons when there's nothing that can be done to change things?"

"She loves you, Will. She loves you but she is torn in so many directions"

"I want to help her. How can I help her if she never speaks to me?"

"She does, but in ways you don't understand yet" Magnus let Will rest his head against his side. He knew what would fix this. He turned and searched for Jem. He found the Silent Brother sitting out side the infirmary as if he was forbidden to enter the room making him smile gently

"James, they need your help" Jem shot to his feet in an instant

Is everything alright? Is Tessa sick? Do I need to get more medical equipment?

"Jem…I need you to get your violin" Jem looked at him for a moment before nodding and quickly going to the old music room. Magnus waited by the door and nodded when he saw him return

"Will has fallen asleep, I think Tessa make wake soon. Your violin should hopefully pull her from her sleep" Jem nodded and stepped into the infirmary and began playing.

Jem's POV

Jem played like he had never played before. He melted into his music and made his soul reach out for Tessa's. To let her know that whatever darkness she was in, that she was not alone. He played for her like when she was trapped in the fever after turning into the angel. He played for her like when he confessed he loved her and that he always would. He played for everything they were, and everything that her and Will could be. All those memories at Blackfriars Bridge. How when Tessa was too sad to talk, he pulled down to branches and let her drop them into the river and watch them float away. The memories flooded him and soon his heart could take no more and slowly he concluded playing. He stopped gently and walked over to her, kissing her forehead lightly

Zhe shi jie shang, wo shi zui ai ne de, he kisses her again before straightening himself up. Those words playing in his head. 'In all the world, you are what I love most', he stepped away and willed himself to turn away. He rested his hand on Will's shoulder to let him know he was still there but he would be leaving again. He was just about to leave when he heard a raspy voice

"I m-miss your music" sweet Tessa, he thought. Of course his music was what she missed. He turned round and looked at her

I would love to play more for you, but I am afraid I must go now

"Please don't leave me," her voice was barely a whisper. He shook his head and looked to Will

He feared so greatly for you. He cried and prayed like Sydney Carton. A made man fearing he had lost the one true dream of his soul

"Will, Will wake up" she whispered. Jem was glad he was there to see his parabati's reaction to discovering Tessa was awake again. Never had he seen such happiness fill someone's face. He didn't hear all of what Will said to her, but he heard the parts such as 'I will never let you go again' and 'I love you, my pearl beyond price' he was so kind in his words that the memories of the angry 12 year old Will seemed like such a far out cry now. Will sat and sobbed in Tessa's arms and Jem knew his time was up. The Brothers would not be impressed but he would've rather stood and made sure the two most important people in his life were alive and well. He stepped out and nodded at Magnus

She is awake, I believe they need a moment together.

"I would never dream of interrupting their moment together," Magnus replied with a nod

She will need a lot of medicine now, and she will not be permitted to feed James. If she does it must be from a bottle to prevent any chances of him getting poisoned as well

"Thank you Jem" he nodded and turned away. He walked down to the institute steps and stood there for a moment. He missed being able to feel. The feeling of the breeze tickling his arms, or the constant London drizzle that never seemed to lift. He missed the feel of the sun prickling down on him and the feel of rain drops dripping from his hair when he got caught in a down pour because Will insisted they would find where they were looking for without a map or the help of people. He missed those long evenings when he went out walking, the feeling of the grass beneath his feet when he wore no shoes or the feeling of the gravel churning when he ran after Will. He stood there with his head tilted up slightly

"Daydreaming again?"

Remembering actually, he knew the voice well. It was Jessamine's voice

"Remembering what it's like to be alive?"

I am alive

"Physically yes, metaphorically no. You won't age, you don't feel, do you even have a heart beat?" Jem looked at her and shook his head

When did you get so smart mm?
"Oh I was always smart, you were just too busy admiring how brilliant Will was to actually notice" Jem couldn't help but chuckle slightly at that

I should return to the Silent City. If he could see her properly, he knew she shuddered at the memories of in there

I am in no rush too though, they do not like me very much down there

"Then they are fools, for you are one of the greatest people I know" Jem felt something change in him. He nodded gently at Jessamine

Thank you, but I must go. Take care of Will now won't you? And Little Jamie?

"It would be my pleasure too" Jem nodded and started walking. He felt lighter almost. Tessa was alright and Will was alright. They had each other now and Will was not alone. Which was more than he could ever ask for. That his closest friend would never be left alone in the world. For the world had left him alone when he was so young. And the scars still showed. But in Tessa's arms, he had no fear. And that put Jem at ease.