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Chapter 3:

The pain was so excruciating that she couldn't handle holding in the fact that she was in pain. Clary didn't care if she woke anyone when she screamed; she needed the escape it gave her. She screamed as loud as she could and didn't stop. It wouldn't stop; the pain would not stop. She kept her eyes closed in hopes it would take away some of the pain. Why was there so much pain? There was no poison in her body, she knew that, but the pain felt the same. Why?

Everyone could here the loud scream through out the quite Institute. They all knew what the scream meant too. It meant that Clary was awake, but also that something must have been wrong, very wrong. Everyone ran as fast as they could to try and get to the screaming girl. They all wanted to see Clary, to catch up with her and ask what her father put her through, but they needed to get her to stop screaming. When they made it to the infirmary, they saw a very pale redhead, who looked to be withering in pain, screaming.

Jace had been in the room when Clary woke. He must had dozed of while sitting and waiting for her to awake, because when he opened his eyes he saw beautiful emerald green ones looking right at him. She was awake and he couldn't have been any happier. Then she started to scream. Clary screamed like it was the only thing she could do. Jace knew something had to be wrong; she looked too pale for her already pale skin. Her eyes shot closed as she screamed and scrunched up tightly. He was sure that everyone could hear her screams, and that they no doubt were on their way to see why she was screaming. Jace had froze when she started, he knew, he hoped she was ok, he wanted to help but he didn't know how. Magnus had said there was nothing really wrong with her and that her body was in really good shape giving the circumstances. The healing runes had also worked on her cuts and the small things Magnus couldn't do anything on. Please, please let her be ok. Let his beautiful little girlfriend be ok.

Magnus had been with the group the whole time since Clary was taken. His and Alec's relationship had gotten a little bumpy around the 6th month that Clary had been gone, but it was better now. All the tension in the group was getting think and everyone barely talked or did anything but sulk and kill things. The killing was normal as it was their job, but the sulking was new and very hard to watch. Magnus had gone through and seen a lot over his many years, that he knew that this might have been the worst yet. When they found her at the door Magnus knew she was alive, he could feel it, but he also knew that there was something very wrong with her. He did everything he could on her while she was asleep, but he knew none of the things were the root of the problem he could feel. He needed her awake so he could ask what Valentine had done to her so the he could fix the problem. The screaming alerted everyone that she was awake but not in a good way. When he arrived Magnus went straight to Clary trying to clam her down and to get her to stop screaming so she could talk to him and tell him what hurt and where. The group finally got her to clam down enough to stop screaming but not enough to open her eyes. Magnus got to work asking what hurt and where it hurt. Clary speaking very hoarsely said everything hurt everywhere and that it burned so much. Magnus tried everything he could do to stop her pain and something had worked. She was now peacefully sitting there looking at everyone. Magus watched her as he thought: What had caused this sweet little girl so much pain? And would they be able to figure out what before it got too bad and couldn't be fixed?

Magnus had stopped her pain, and for that Clary was truly grateful. She was starting to miss the happy place the needle always brought her, but she knew she wouldn't get it here. She didn't know what type of poison her father had used on her so she couldn't tell the group what she wanted, but she also know that there was no way they would give it to her. After Magnus helped her she sat up in the bed, and looked around at her close friends and family. They looked so worn out and tired. They looked worst than she thought she did. The first one to break the silence that washed over the group was Izzy.

"OMG, Clary I have missed you so much! Are you OK? What did Valentine do to you?" by the end of her questions Izzy was crying for her best friend.

"Oh, Izzy I missed you too! I'll be fine, nothing a bit of rest wont fix. And if it's OK with you and everyone else, I would rather not talk about what happened in that place for a little while…" Clary really didn't want to talk about the poison, and she really was fine now, there was no pain and she felt as great as she could have in that time.

"Of course Clary, when you're ready you will have our full attention" said Maryse who had listened to the two girls talking.

"Thank you Maryse, and everyone I promise as soon as I'm ready you will all know what has happened to me this year."

They all talked some more before Jocelyn suggested they let Clary sleep. Jon helped Clary up and led her to the room right across from the one he was staying in so she could be more comfortable, and if she started to scream he could be by her side quickly. Jon was so happy that his little sister was finally awake. Just yesterday she was lying in front of the Institute door, and now she was up and talking like she had never left. He still didn't know what Valentine had done to her, but he was glad to be able to talk to the one very constant girl in his life that was not his mother. He loved his little sister so much, and he always would, no matter what happened.