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I can't believe it. I can't be pregnant, can I? And if I am, how the hell did Sebastian know? Does he have some kind of weird, invisible machine with which he can sense when a woman is pregnant?

Okay, I think I listen to Simon too much.

It's not really clear what Sebastian is planning, but I think I have quite an idea.

First, the things I know:

I know that Sebastian said that I probably would see Jace again, once.

I know that Sebastian wants to break Jace through me.

I know that if Sebastian wants to break Jace through me, he will probably want to use our child as well.

And, I know that Sebastian is an asshole.

I've been thinking about it a lot, and I think that I have quite a few ideas what he might be planning.

I think that it will involve telling Jace that it was my plan, that I didn't want to be with him and faked my own death. Maybe he'll say the child isn't Jace's, or that he or she is's and I didn't want to tell him.

Maybe he'll wait for years, and then tell the Lightwoods I did it all not to have to live with them anymore.

Or maybe Sebastian will just tell them the plain truth: That he poisoned me, held me captive and when I discovered I was pregnant, he just kept me here?

Or am I just imagining things?

I really wish I knew.

The trees seem less dark this time, like they are happier. Dead leaves and branches still lie on the ground, but they aren't as disturbing anymore.

While the trees were grey in color the last time I saw them, now they are more like a dull brown, seeming more alive. There are still a few leaves hanging, and they are a soft green color, instead of brown.

A soft breeze whistles through them, and they move with it softly.

The path that was once there is now clearer, with some sand lying on it and some leaves that almost seem green.

Animals are still nowhere to be seen.

The forest still looks sad and dull, but now it's not dead anymore. There are colors, a breeze, and the crinkling sound of leaves and branches is heard. The forest moves.

But that is not the biggest change that happened to this place.

The path, that led to darkness before, is now cleared up somewhat, and a little bundle is laid in the middle of it. It's impossible to see what is lying in the bundle of something that seems like a blanket. All that is visible is the light, golden and angel-alike light, that comes from the silhouette lying in the blankets.

Just as I want to go closer to get a better look, a piercing cry pulls me from the dream.

The sketchbook falls to my feet. The scream had sounded so real, so close, that I need to take a moment in order to breathe normally again.

I drew the forest, but now I knew it's secret and I changed the style of the drawing.

But that cry… it sounded so much like… a baby's?

My door slams open and Sebastian barges into my room uninvited.

"Come on, you're coming with me." He grabs my arm and pulls me along behind him.

"Hey!" I shout, elbowing him in his chest, succeeding in making him release my arm. "What the hell? Where are we going?" I demanded.

"To the doctor." He simply states, grabbing my elbow again and walking through the corridors.

I don't bother saying anything, or pulling my arm from his gasp, because I know it won't have any effect.

After taking a few turns through the grey halls, we arrive in a room with, prepare yourself, WHITE WALLS! Yes, believe it or not (because I hardly can), these walls aren't the grey you see everywhere in Pandetral.

In a chair in the corner of the room a man inaround his fifties looks at me strangely. He has high cheekbones, a sharp, pointy nose and dull, grey eyes.

Just when I thought I could maybe escape grey and dull for a while.

"Ah, Dr. Dewitt. Good to see you could come here early. Well, see you later, sis." And with that he just turns around and walks out of the room, closing the door with a thud.

An awkward silence follows, until Dr. Dewitt breaks it.

"So, Clary - Can I call you Clary? - Please sit down," He says, pointing to the half chair-half bed in the middle of the chamber.

I nod, not trusting my voice to say something without stuttering.

I softly sit down on the torture chair (what I've started to call it in my head).

"So, you are pregnant, right?" He asks, rolling his chair closer to me.

"Yes," I whisper, "I am."

"And how far along are you?"

"I don't know," I say. "Isn't that why I was supposed to come here?"

Dr. Dewitt chuckles softly.

"I suppose it is, of course."

"Will you be able to know if it's a boy or girl yet?" The doctor smiles.

"No, I won't yet. Do you want to know?"

I think about that for a moment.

"No."

"Okay, well, let's get started then, right?"

I nod, not really sure how to respond. I have no idea what is going to happen now; I have never been in this kind of situation before.

The doctor did a lot of things, checked my blood pressure I believe, and things like that. And after a while, he just said, "Go back to your room."

I knew better than to try to argue.

A soft knock sounds on my door. "Hello?" A young woman's voice asks. "Can I come in?"

Uhm… "Of course?" It's more a question than an answer, but I am not used to hearing questions asked to me here. Usually just orders.

The person opens the door slowly and peeks around it.

I can now see her face: She has piercing silver eyes, with stern eyebrows, and lips set in a tight line. The raven black hair surrounding her face reminds me of Izzy. , and my heart clenches.

She slips inside the room and closes the door behind her, trying to subtly study my face, just as I just did with her.

"I'm sorry if I'm being rude asking this, but who are you?" I try not to sound to harsh, since she seems a little bit overwhelmed and unsure of herself.

"No, it's fine, Miss. Morgenstern, and I'm Jenna. Sebastian sent me."

"I'm Clary, but I think you already knew."

She nods. "Is it true that you are… pregnant?" She asks. "Oh god, forgive me, Miss, that was rude. I- "

"No, it wasn't," I assure her. "It's fine. Yes, it's true. And please, don't call me that."

She smiles softly. "I'm afraid I have to, Miss. Morgenstern."

"Isn't there any way you can call me Clary? And why did Sebastian send you here?"

"I believe he said 'To help her', not that I know what he meant with it. And I think I can call you differently if you prefer, Clary?" She says my name softly, trying it out. I nod. "So," she says, sitting down next to me on the bed, "What shall we do?"

I look at her dubiously. "You do realize where we are, right?"

Jenna nods enthusiastically. I'm kind of shocked by this sudden change of character. "I do, indeed. But we can make the best of it, can't we?" She grabs my arm, not like Sebastian did before, but gentle and friendly.

"Wait, where are we going?"

Jenna stands still to look at me. "We are going outside. Come on," She stated.

Outside. I haven't been outside for ages.

Before I can protest, she has pulled me out of the door and through the hall. We go left, right, up, down, and after a long journey through the Pandetral, we arrive at big, huge double door, like the ones outside the Institute. Another clench. I think it's unnecessary to say what color they are.

And then we're outside.

I've had the feeling something was missing, all that time I was inside my room, but now that I'm standing under the clear blue sky and finally breathing fresh air I realize what it was.

I barely have time to look at the grey outside of Pandetral, before Jenna- I hadn't realized she was still here- has pulled me along, and then we are running. I run as fast as my short legs can carry me, and slowly, even though she's taller than me, I get past Jenna. I don't stop: It's been so long since I felt the wind through my hair, the soft chill of a breeze on my face. I even missed the cold temperature.

After a while, I slow down. In front of me, I can see a huge fence. It's insanely high, and I think it's all around here as a barrier from the outside, keeping people out, and me in.

Jenna catches up with me. "Jesus, how fast are you?" She asks, her breathing ragged.

I don't answer her, but ask a question on my own. "Where are we? Like, still in New York? The U.S. even?"

Jenna looks at me for a long time, making me antsy. Then, just as I want to say something, she responds: "No one knows."

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