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Previously: "NO!" Magnus yelled. People started to take notice.

It was sure noticeable when the building exploded. People cheered and dance, except for eight people.

"Where's Max, and Angle!" Clary yelled. The celebration stopped. People looked around, not finding the two girls.

"THEY'RE INSIDE!" Fang yelled.

(Fang's Pov.)

"We need to go in there," I yelled.

"It's too dangerous to go in there right now," Magnus said over the talk, now about Max and Angle. "There was just an explosion. It's not safe."

"But they could be hurt," Clary whispered through her tears. "They could have been crushed, or, hit. Or. Or." She stammered, and Jace pulled her into him.

"NO," he said forcefully. You could just see the start of a thread of tears in his eyes. "They're going to be okay." He looked at Magnus. "We're going to go and get them."

Magnus was going to say something, but Isabelle cut him off. "Me, Alec, and Jace are going in. No one else. We'll find them."

"I want to go to," I said.

"No."

"They're my family too."

"It's not that Fang." For the first time since I met Isabelle, I saw anger in her face, but it wasn't towards me. It was toward herself.

"Max would never forgive me if anything happened to you in there, which something most likely will." Isabelle sighed. "Shadow hunters die young. You may, or may not be a shadow hunter. And even if you were, you're not trained like us. We'll find them, and bring them back."

"What are we supposed to do till then," Iggy asked angrily.

"Go home."

(Isabelle's Pov.)

Tears rolled down my face as Jace tried to open the door. Could they have escaped? Was it even possible. I asked Alec.

"I don't know Iz," he said. "But Max isn't like anyone we know. She could have gone, got Angle, and who know. Maybe she got out."

I nodded. I pulled out my witchlight, and started looking around. We looked for another ten minutes in that one spot by the door, lifting degree, and going through rubble.

I heard something move, but shrugged it off saying it was the boys moving something. I looked back, but they were busy lifting a piece of the ceiling away. I knitted my eyebrows together.

I heard it again, and I looked around. In a pile of bricks and dry wood, a movement was going on.

"Guys," I yelled. "I see something moving!" They looked over, gently dropping the ceiling piece to the ground, rushing over.

We moved brick after brick, and then I came across some soft, blond hair. I moved faster, and uncover the head of Angle.

"By the Angle! We found her! We found Angle!" I screamed and yelled, tears of joy flooding out. I pulled out the rest of her body, and put her in my lap. I moved some of her hair away from her face. Her eyes started to flutter, and her mouth parted.

"Where am I?" she asked. How could I tell her that she's still at the school? I wasn't that cold.

"It's okay, sweetie. You're going to be okay. Alec's going to take you outside, and you're going to get some help, alright." I didn't answer her question, but it didn't really matter.

Luke and Jocelyn had stayed behind so that if we had found ether of them, they could just draw a portal, and go back to the institute.

Alec picked her up, effortlessly, and carried her out. Now we just had to find Max. I started crying again. I put my head in my hands, and sobbed.

Jace put a hand on my shoulder, and said, "We'll find her. Max is way to stubborn to just die. She doesn't go down without a fight." I nodded, knowing it was true. Alec came back in, and we started searching again.

(Gasman's Pov.)

When we were taking down the doom's day group, we thought Angle died. I blamed myself. Then she came back. Now Angle, and Max could be dead, and in my eyes, it was my fault. If I had stopped Angle from going in there and trying to find Max… If I had stopped her- even for a second- she could still be alive.

And with Max, if I hadn't agreed with kicking her out, she could still be alive. Maybe I could have knocked some sense into the other. Said something like "kicking her out won't change the fact that we're freaks", or "she's family, and we already made the mistake of kicking her out once," or something.

So, I sat there, thinking about how this was my fault, when I saw a portal open. I jumped up, hoping that it was Max and Angle coming through.

When I saw Luke come through, carrying Angle, I nearly jumped for joy. I ran over, and Iggy took Angle into his arms, bringing her closer for us to see. Fang looked up from her, and asked, "Where's Max?"

Luke looked down. "They haven't found her yet. They think she's somewhere close by, but there's no way of being sure."

"Can I come back with you and wait there?" Clary asked. "Please Luke. I want to be there, even if I can't go inside. I want to be there for Mom."

Luke thought for a moment before nodding. "Hurry, the portals going to close soon."

Clary jumped up, and ran through. Luke followed, but not before saying, "I may have only known Max for a year, but I know one thing for sure. She's not one to be taken down by the School. Both metaphorically and literally." And then he left.

I looked down at Angle. If Max did die, at least Angle could stop me from thinking it was my fault.

(Isabelle's Pov.)

We search for another hour, which soon became two hour, shifting into all night. It was rather frustrating, all night, and no sign of Max. No noise, no movement. Nothing.

"We should start heading back out," Alec said.

I looked at him. "What?" I whispered.

"I said…"

"I know what you said, I just can't believe you're saying it. How could you give up on Max that easily?"

"I'm not giving up on her, I'm just…"

"NO, ALEC, you are! You don't think she'd make it threw! You don't think that she's strong enough to survive. She's gone through more h*** then we have, ALEC! More actually!"

"Enough, Izzy. I get it. You don't think it's possible that she died. I don't want to believe it either, but that's reality! People are born, and have to die someday. I'm not saying Max is dead, I'm saying that we've been at it all night, and there is still no sign of her. Maybe we need to let someone else give it a go."

"Or you could just take me home," a weak voice from behind me said. I spun around to find a limping Max coming our way.

"MAX!" I yelled, running over and catching her right before she fell. "OH, MY GOD, YOU'RE ALIVE!"

"Yep, I'm pretty hard to kill," she said. "She looked at Alec and smiled. "Good to know you don't think I'm indestructible. Maybe one day you'll become evil, attempt to kill me, and I'll come back, and save the day. Who knows, it's a possibility."

Alec laughed through his tears. "I don't think I have the guts to piss you off."

"Damn right you don't. And what about you Jace? Got anything to say?"

"Only that you're not only crazy, but you're one tough cookie. I'm going to start calling you cookie from now on."

"Please don't."

"To late, Cookie."

(Jocelyn's Pov.)

I held Clary in my arms as I waited for them to bring my daughter out. There is nothing like getting to meet your other child, and getting to know them for a year before losing them again. It's a cruel and unusable punishment.

Luke had gone back, knowing that if they did find Max, that we'd be able to handle it ourselves. It was night time, and you could see the stars, bright and happy.

The hill above the school would be nice place to have a picnic had it not had the view of a destroyed torcher house. A torcher house that had kidnapped one of my children, and had done horrible things to her. I had already had one child taken from me, and then when I found a safe place, another one was taken. A mothers worst nightmare.

Even worse is having to find your child, and then having to hear her have screaming in the night about the things that had happened to her. Soon they had gone away, after we helped her threw them, but I could still hear her screams, and crying in my head. And I had only myself to blame. If I hadn't believed the doctors when they said she had died, had I of asked to see the body, this wouldn't have happened.

But the worse, by far, had to have been the feeling I was having right then. Not knowing whether she was alive or not was the worst thing in the world. The guilt was a blow to the chest, the pain wasn't like anything I had ever felt before, and the wondering was torcher.

"Mom," Clary said, and I looked down at her. So much in her life had changed, and it was my fault. I should have always been honest with her. "I think I see them."

I looked down, and saw three figures. No, scratch that. Four figures, one being carried by Alec. There was only one person who it could be. "Max," I whispered.

"MAX!" Clary yelled, getting up, and running down the hill.

"Oh, my god," I said, following.

When I finally reached them, Alec had put Max down, and Clary was hugging her. Max looked at me, smiled, letting go of Clary, and hugged me.

"Oh, my god." I brushed some of her hair out of the way, whispering in her ear. "You're alive, you're alive."

"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, you can count on that."

So, this isn't over yet. Thinking about doing a second one. What do you think? I'll keep you posted.