Tessa watched the colour drain form Will's face, his smile fell and his eyebrows narrowed together. Jem let go of her arm and walked towards him, anxiously looking at Isabelle and the girl with the red hair, Clary, she had said her name was.

"You're funny. Shall we leave the carriage is still outside?" He said sarcastically pointing a finger at Jace, well, partially; she got the impression that he now thought this was all a practical joke. Jem placed a hand on his arm and pulled him backwards. She was inclined to think it was as well for a moment. But if they were in 2008, then it was highly likely that these people were descendants from Will and Jem. She wondered if Jem had any relatives here. Perhaps it was unlikely.

"Will, this isn't a trick." He said, a stern look on his face, Will shook his head his lips pressed in a thin line.

"Jem's right, I mean-"Tessa continued but she was cut off, rather impolitely, by the boy with the golden hair.

"Maybe he's right, I can't see the resemblance. Clary?" He stood next to Will and pulled his facial expression that matched his, a laugh escaped from Tessa's moth and Jem smiled at her, his silver eyes lighting up. Isabelle looked at her curiously and Clary smiled. Tessa got the impression that Isabelle was the one who liked the attention.

Will huffed, "No, we're not related and you are not funny. I was mistaken, I'm done." He spun on his heel away from Jace. "No relative of mine wears trousers like that." He gestured at the practically skin tight pants he was wearing, made out of a strange dark blue material, much like the blue of that portal like thing that had got them here.

"Trousers?" Jace questioned. "I swear I was wearing pants."

"You're definitely related." Clary said, nodding her head. A loud ring sounded throughout the room, Jem jumped and Will moved in front of Tessa swiftly, as if he was protecting her, but the chime sounded almost mechanical and empty. She shivered and pushed away some bad memories.

Will had hold of her wrist; she felt a flutter in her stomach. She pushed it away looking towards her fiancée. Isabelle pulled out a small device from the pocket of her rather revealing outfit.

"Sorry, it's Magnus. I should get this; he might know what's happened."

She swiped her finger along a brightly lit surface, exchanging greetings with a silent machine. Jem was baffled and Will stepped away from her now, walking towards Isabelle.

"Magnus Bane, the warlock?" Will asked, looking back at Tessa and Jem with a smile on his face. Tessa felt hopeful for a moment, Magnus was still alive all these years later, and he would know how to get them home. He was always there to help, especially Will, whom he had a soft spot for.

Isabelle nodded, still muttering to no one, Jem looked at her as well, his eyes passing between Will and Jace.

"They said they know you." She said, after a long pause she asked, "What year did you come from?"

"1879." Jem said, leaning on the side of the seats for strength. Tessa realised in this universe he didn't have his drug. A wave of horror passed through her, how long can he last? She thought smiling at him to reassure his worried glance.

"Their name's," She paused again, "James Carstairs, Tessa Gray was it?" Tessa nodded back at her, "and William Herondale." She continued, clearing her throat. She was very beautiful, Tessa noticed, her shock of dark hair and dark eyes rimmed with a thick line of makeup made her look intense and almost dreamlike. She looked more like someone she would read about, a heroine maybe.

She peeled the device away from her ear, Clary looking to her eagerly; Tessa had also noticed that she and Jace seemed to be very much in love. Herondales were like that, she thought, they only ever fall in love with one person. She grimaced slightly, composing herself quickly.

"He and Alec are at Taki's. We need to go there Magnus wants to see them I suppose."

"So, he didn't actually say he wanted to see them?" Clary said.

"Well, no. He seemed a bit annoyed but that might be because Simon just crashed their date."

Jace scoffed, "Bloodsucker."

So Simon was a vampire, she wasn't overly fond of them, especially after what happened at De Quincy's. She shuddered despite the warm breeze that blew around them. Wafting with it, the thick aroma of pollution and food, which made her stomach growl.

"Ever the charming man."Will said as if he were here, "So where are we off to?"

"Taki's, did you say?" Jem said, picking up his cane that had been on the floor. Jace, Clary and Isabelle looked slightly taken aback when they watched him lean on it for support, Jem blushed self-consciously. Will looked at them, a disappointed look on his face. He shook his head and gestured for the others to lead the way.

Will placed his hand on the small of her back, propelling her forward down the aisle, her skirts twisted behind her and she felt a pang of jealousy as she watched Clary and Isabelle move easily in their short skirts and stockings, by the looks of it. Clary examined her dress with great intent.

"It's beautiful." She said, "I'd love to draw it." An unusual hobby for a shadowhunter, she thought. Clary reached out to touch the ruffles of her dress but recoiled politely.

"Maybe, if we have to stay here you can." She said kindly, she wanted to befriend the people that were to help her get home.

"It is beautiful isn't it?" Jem said, but she got the impression he wasn't taking about the dress. Both Jace and Will raised their eyebrows at the comment, their glances caught and they quickly looked away from one another. Tessa got the impression that there was some awkwardness between them. Maybe they didn't look alike but they seemed quite similar. She knew there was a lot of relatives in-between Will and Jace, was Will his great, great, great Grandfather, or great uncle or something along those lines.

Isabelle led them out of the institute, Tessa stopped, startled. As did Will and Jem. Buildings loomed above them, some further away than others; they looked hundreds of floors tall and spanned the skyline with a mixture of glass and gray. They were tall and intimidating and she watched as Will's face turned white.

"It must have taken hundreds of warlocks." He grumbled, Clary looked at him strangely, dismissing him and turning back to the smoothly paved road. Tessa had seen cars once maybe twice in the past few months, they were never driven by normal people, just by their inventors for show. But this road was covered in them, bright yellows and blues that contrasted with the paved jungle in front of them. They sped along almost soundlessly, Jem gasped beside her; a sharp intake of breath that compelled her to hold his wrist now.

"Are you guys ok?" Clary asked worriedly

"We're fine. Thank you Clary." Jem said, smiling at her, he looked tired; dark circled beginning to show under his eyes. He coughed. Tessa jumped and she saw Will tense, a look of pure terror on his face as he realised the problem they faced with Jem's lack of drugs.

He carried on coughing. Will darted forward, almost knocking Jace over.

"By the angel, calm down" Jace said, waving his hands by his face, emphasizing the deal Will was making over Jem's outburst. Tessa would be offended or upset, but he didn't know. She couldn't blame him.

"SHUT UP." Will shouted at him, making Clary flinch and Isabelle furrow her brow together, despite this still being beautiful.

"Sorry, it's just-." Tessa began but was interrupted by Isabelle.

"It's okay, you don't have to explain." She said and Clary nodded in agreement. Tessa was grateful.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Jem assured them, he held out his palms and there was no trace of blood, Tessa sighed with relief, she watched Will's shoulders relax and he let out a deep sigh. Will would always worry about Jem, no matter if he was in perfect health she would often see him looking at his parabatai just to check occasionally, that he was still alive and breathing.

I'm glad you guys like it! I'll carry on writing if people are still enjoying it, but thanks