Clary's POV:
My heart stopped and my breath caught in my throat as Mrs Kane ran after Jace. Poisoned! By whom? I felt sick and worried and ill and scared out of my mother fucking boots. Mayrse had gone white, Robert had gone red, Alec had frozen, Max was holding onto my leg with a vice like grip and Izzy- was on the floor? She had fainted. I bent down and picked her up gently, in my arms. I set her down on the plastic chairs and took a deep breath. We stood in silence until doors at the end of the corridor swung open to admit a police officer and an important looking man.
"Are you the family of Jace Lightwood?" The police man asked. Mayrse nodded.
"Please identify yourselves."
"Mayrse Lightwood, adoptive mother,"
"Robert Lightwood, adoptive father"
"Alec Lightwood, adoptive brother,"
"Max Lightwood, adoptive brother,"
"Clary Morgernstern, girlfriend,"
"That's Isabelle Lightwood, Jace's adoptive sister," Mayrse gestured to her passed out daughter lying on the chairs.
"Could you tell me if you have any idea how this could have happened?" The police man asked, taking notes.
"Bad food?" Mayrse suggested. Other ideas were said and I felt sick.
"Sebastian Verlac," I said quietly. "Or his men," the other man turned towards me.
"I'm afraid that's the reason that we had," he said. I looked away, more tears spilling over. "He escaped from prison and sent us a note." I was passed a picture of the note. A tear drop fell on the paper. I brushed it away and read.
I'm coming for you Clarissa. Golden boy won't stand in my way.
I felt sick and dizzy. I grasped at the wall and slid down to the floor, pulling my knees up to my chest, the paper crumpled into a ball in my fist.
"Clarissa, we would like to take you in for questioning," the man said, pulling out an official looking pass. I couldn't see what it said because of the tears clouding my vision. A sob escaped me and I clamped my mouth shut, biting my lip. I shouldn't cry, I shouldn't sob. It was weak. Some one stepped in front of me.
"Clary is going no-where until my son is better." It was Robert. "She is part of this family and will remain with us in our time of need," I smiled a bit at being accepted but that was soon replaced with more grief. Until Jace was better. What if that didn't happen? What if he didn't make it?
The men left after a few more questions and one had give. Me his card. We were left in Silence, the worry eating away at us from the inside. At one point Izzy regained consciousness. I don't know when. I was too busy staring at the wall, thinking about Oblivion and how inevitable death was. If Jace died then I would make sure I followed. Yes, I am depressed. After a while Mrs Kane came to us.
"The surgery went well. We had a few difficulties but Jace pulled through. He is resting. He should be awake soon," she said. With that she left. We all launched ourselves towards the doors. Inside Jace was just stirring. When he saw us his eyes widened.
"Clary?" He asked, his voice cracking. I nodded and a fresh wave of tears flooded out as I rushed to his side. I hugged him tightly and he hugged me back, confused.
"What happened?" He asked and pulled back, wiping my tears away with his thumb.
"Sebastian happened!" I said and Jace lent in, capturing my lips with his own. The kiss was full of passion and lust, as though we hadn't seen each other in years. There was a cough from behind us. We pulled back and turned sheepishly towards the others.