"Wake up! Clary, please." Jace said in a soft, but hurried voice. Clary moaned and opened her eyes, looking down at her blood soaked shirt. Jace himself had blood on his shirt. "Oh, thankyou. This isn't my blood, it's yours. Don't worry. Max ran away. Magnus can help you, Max used a very strong weapon." Jace picked Clary up.

"Where'd he go?" Clary asked looking up, wincing as he carried her down the hallway, and into the room with Alec, and layed her in the bed next to him. Jace shrugged, and kissed her forehead. "Izzy? Are you okay?" It was probably a stupid question, because she was leaning over Alec in clean clothes. No smell of blood came from her.

"I'm fine. You're not okay." Izzy said, "Magnus will be right back, he had to pick up some more medicine tools for this. It was harder than we thought." Clary nodded, understanding it. Clary looked over at Alec, he was pale and his eyes were closed.

"Is Alec okay?" Clary asked, then tried to take a breath, but she couldn't get any air in, but regained breathing a few marks on her arm later. She opened her mouth to talk.

"Do not try to talk again. To risky. It looks like he hit your lungs, and the bottom of your heart." Jace said. Clary laid there wanting to talk. And to sore to move. She wanted to do something, not just lay around being a bother.

"Is Alec okay?" Clary nearly stopped living again.

"I told you don't talk!" Jace said more sternly. "He's getting better, he had a run in with a underworlder before the acciedent. But right now, I need you to not to move and not to talk. If you want something just tug on my sleeve. Don't talk. Please, for me?" Izzy gave a strange look. "To clear everything up, I want to tell you know, so you don't learn at a bad time later, yes we were together a night, yes we did kiss."

"So, this isn't a bad time?" Izzy said. "Your sister is nearly dead. Our brother is nearly dead. Our younger brother has ran away. My mom and dad are going to kill us if they find out. Magnus still isn't back!" She took a deep breath. Jace got up from next to Clary, and took Izzy's hand.

"Maybe we should tell them," Jace wispered just so Izzy could hear. "they'd know what to do. Max, he's young, but he's not stupid. He won't go off and get himself hit by a car." Izzy glarred about to hit Jace in the stomach. "Too soon? Yeah sorry. But he really does know some of what he's doing."

"He's still our little brother." Izzy bit her lip. "And we need to find him. Before..." her voice trailled off, "Valentine might want something with him." Magnus came in with a sparkly gold duffle bag. Jace instantly let go of his sisters hand. "Good. Now don't try to make Clary talk, unless you want her to die."

"I'll try to remeber that." Magnus said and knelt next to Alec who was his main consern. "Izzy go find Max."

"When have you ever cared about Max?" Izzy asked with a demanding tone of voice. Magnus slowly got off the ground.

"Why shouldn't I care about my boyfriends brother." He said firmly. They was a moment of silence then Izzy nodded and went to go get ready for a mission. Magnus knelt back down at Alec, who was a unclean shade of bright yellow. The next few days were spend with Izzy gone, looking for Max. Jace up all night holding Clary's hand, she had turned the shade of yellow too. And Magnus doing his best to save them.

"I don't know what else to try." Magnus said. "I've done all I know, and my powers drained. I need rest." He sat back on the wall and sighed. Alec flinch, that little movement made Magnus jump up with hope in his eyes. He flinched again. Then went into full spazzed limbs. "No! No!" Magnus yelled, and through himself on him.

"What going on!" Jace demanded an answer. Magnus didn't answer and sobbed at Alec who was now cold and white. Magnus kissed him gently. The last kiss he'd ever give his poor friend. Alec was dead. Magnus took a deep breath. Jace knew he'd passed on.

"Clary's next." Magnus voce rang clear.