So here you go, another caphter. Tell me what do you think. Bad, good, continue? Enjoy!
Isabelle was sitting by the girl's bed she looked so peaceful that just watching the girl sleep made her hart ace. Many years Isabelle wasn't that worried and scared like from an image that she saw in the hallway. The girl all wet in a white simple dress lying in the hallway with blood running from her leg, arm and forehead. She was terrified, well she saw blood every day. Hurt shadowhunters, worse than this, but she never saw a girl like that. A little girl that could be no more than five, pale, lost, cold, sad, wet and hurt. The image reminded her of Max. She couldn't move then, just scream for Alec and Jace. And repeat all over and over again that if the girl dies it will be her fault. Her fault, like for Max. Than finally Jace and Alec came running "Izzy are you nuts!? It's..." Alec didn't finish the sentence when he saw the girl. He took a step back "Izzy what..." Isabelle didn't let him finish. "I don't know, Church found her and came to me. And, I...I... just found.. like this...I don't..." She was shivering. Then finally Jace walked to the girl and kneeled down to check the pulse, what Izzy couldn't force herself to do, all this time. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid' She thought. She was holding her breath until finally Jace said "She's alive." Izzy realised her breath relieved. Jace picked the girl up and said calmly "Alec, call Magnus" Isabelle wanted to scream at him. How could he be so calm?! There is a girl dyeing in his arm. But she knew that it wasn't his fault. When Clary disappeared, he was never the same. So she just shouted at Alec, who still couldn't move. "Move Alec, Now!" And there she is now. Magnus heeled the girl and now she was waiting for her to wake up. What no one from the guys wanted to do, because, well they were guys, so they just left Izzy to deal with it. Izzy sighed, what should she say to the girl when she wakes up. What... Izzy couldn't finish her thoughts, because the girl slowly opened her eyes. The girl sat down carefully looking around the room. Sadly she fixed her gaze on Izzy and they both stared at each other curiously. The girl had curly blond hair and eyes that Isabelle couldn't stop looking at, it was green whit long eyelashes, she was gorgeous. The girl looked around again and Isabelle knew that she was about to cry "What's wrong?" Asked Izzy not dropping the thought that the girl looked familiar. The girl focused her gaze on Isabelle and in a smile voice said "Where's mummy?" Isabelle could see that the girl was trying really hard not to cry. Isabelle didn't know what to say. Her heart aced again seeing how sad and lost the girl looked. "I don't know, but we will find her, I promise" Isabelle didn't know if it was the right thing to say, but the girl forced a little smile and nodded. "What's your name?" Isabelle asked and it was a mistake, because the girl looked around scared and shook her head. "What's wrong?" Isabelle asked again. The girl just shrugged and said "I don't know u" Isabelle signed 'Grate' but she wasn't giving up. "Well, then what should I call you? Do you have a nickname or something?" The girl thought for a moment and then said "Well, sometimes mummy likes to call me little Angel" Isabelle laughed "Why is that?" The girl shook her head again. Isabelle was frustrated. How was she supposed to know who the girl is, sorry- Angel and who her parents are. "Can you at last say your mummy's name?" The girl thought for a moment than shook her head again. "Why not? I won't hurt you" The girl shook her head desperately looking around again, searching for someone. Then whispered "Maybe u won't but he will" Isabelle looked at Angel, she was crying "Who is, 'he'?" Isabelle was expecting another head shake but Angel just looked at her little palms and whispered to herself "He took my mummy"