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Chapter 4:

It had been about a month since Clary has been back. Everything was getting back to normal, but Clary always seemed to be weak and didn't do much. She had decided to go out with everyone, so they could see that she was getting back to her normal self. After about an hour of dancing with the group at their favorite club, Clary started to cough. Jace and Jon had her go sit in a booth to try to catch her breath and calm down, but it didn't help. They then decided it would be for the best to head back to the Institute. On the way Clary got worse, the coughing had not stopped yet and now she was coughing up blood. Deep red blood. They rushed as fast as they could to get back. Jace picked up Clary and carried her bridal style, as she was starting to sway and they could get there faster if she was being carried. She kept coughing up the red liquid and no one knew why. Magnus tried to get it under control as they made their way, but nothing worked. As soon as they arrived Jace took Clary to the infirmary with Magnus trailing.

Jace was surprised and shocked when Clary started coughing up blood. He knew that a person shouldn't do that; he knew that it meant that something was very wrong with his girlfriend, but what? She had been doing so well until they had taken her to Pandemonium for some fun. It was something that Clary had wanted to do with the group and they obliged. She still hadn't told anyone what the evil Valentine had done to her, and no one tried to push the subject. This had to have been and aftermath of what he did but Magnus had looked her over when she arrived here and there were no signs that anything bad happened. Magnus was in the room with her again trying to find out what was happening in her body to make her cough up blood. He had kicked everyone out of the room while he worked on Clary, so now Jace was in the hall waiting with Jon. Both waiting, once again, to see their small redhead.

Clary had chosen to go out with her friends, brother, and boyfriend, to try to establish something normal again. Izzy had dressed Clary all up and got her ready for Pandemonium just like she used to before Clary was taken. She wore a cute little black cocktail dress and black flats to match, and Izzy had tamed her curly hair. Over the time she was gone and the time she has been back, her hair had gone from insanely red to having a few lighter pieces here and there. They seemed to lighten her color enough to be noticeable but not enough to make her no longer a redhead. When they all arrived at the club they got drinks and went to the dance floor. Jace danced with Clary until Izzy cut in leaving Jace and Simon partner less and in charge of getting more drinks. Izzy and Clary were dancing and having a lot of fun when Clary started coughing. They decided to it was time to head back so they left and started the journey. Clary continued to cough and the first to notice the blood. She didn't want to alarm anyone; it wasn't the first time it had happened since she had been back and she wasn't too worried. Jon had been the one to point out the fact that Clary had started to cough up blood to the group. Everyone but Magnus and Clary, obviously, started to panic. Jace picked up Clary and everyone ran back so they could get her looked at right away.

In the room with Magnus, Clary told him it wasn't the first that this event had happened and that he shouldn't worry too much, for it was already over. Magnus however didn't except that as an answer and pressed the one question everyone wanted to know the answer to.

"Clare, I know you don't want to tell anyone what happened yet, but I have to know to be able to make you better. We all want you better!" he said exasperated with the lack of knowledge he had and her lack of concern for herself.

"Mags; if I tell you, you can't tell anyone else. It's not the best thing to have done to you, and by the end of my time there it had turned out to no longer be torture to me but something that brought a very happy things to me when I thought I couldn't be happy."

"I swear on the angle Clare that I won't tell anyone, if you tell me right now and you let me help you get better."

Clary had told Magnus her story and Magnus was surprised. She only got beaten very little, but the injections sounded horrible. He had figured out that, the poison must have been what Magnus felt the first day she was back. Her father had given her demon poison everyday for an entire day, except for the last day. Magnus had learned that it must have been Valentine that had put the unconscious Clary at the door a month ago. Magnus pondered all that Clary told him, thinking of how that poison could be very crucial to the equation of getting Clary better, and not having her close to deaths bed. There had to be something to it. The way Clary described the poison running through her was very close to the way a drug addict would describe their drug. This thought suddenly reminded Magnus of something from many, many years before. He had been really close with a trio of people and the situations matched up in some places. There was one person he could consult on with this matter, so he called the first number he knew by heart. On the fourth ring they picked up.

"Magnus? To what do I owe the pleasure?" a young woman's voice answered.

"Well my dear, I wish to talk to you about a matter I am dealing with. Can you meet me for lunch tomorrow?"

"Why of course! It has been far too long since our last meeting. How about 12:30 at that cute little restaurant?"

"That sounds wonderful! Until tomorrow my dear" and with that he hung up his phone and eagerly awaited the meeting with a friend he hadn't seen in a little over 18 years.

Please don't hate me! More cliffhangers… I know. I'm sorry. But please R&R! I could use the criticism. Thank you so much! ~Booky