Never take AP classes. They take over your life and destroy your happiness.

I do not own the Mortal Instruments. All characters and references belong to Cassandra Clare.

She stared out the window as the city grew smaller and smaller behind them and the busy streets turned into rural highways. Her level of fear was steadily rising. Sebastian would be home soon. He would realize she was missing. He would come after her and most likely find her.

"Jace, where are we going?" she finally decided to ask.

He took his eyes of the road for a second to look at her. "Luke has a farm house a few hours outside of the city. I asked if we could borrow it for a little while."

Clary froze. "You didn't tell him about my situation did you?"

He glanced at her again. "Of course I did. But don't worry. He's not going to tell anyone."

"Not even my mom? I don't want her getting involved in this at all."

"He's not even going to tell your mom, Clary."

She relaxed a little bit, but worst case scenarios kept racing through her mind. "Are you sure that we'll be safe there?"

A sigh came from him. "Would I take you somewhere that I wasn't positive is safe?"

Shrugging, she stared at the road in front of them. "I guess not."

"Exactly. Everything will be okay, Clare. I promise."

She nodded, wanting to believe him, but knowing somewhere deep down she couldn't. Not yet.

Something was off. He noticed it the second he walked through the door. Something, or someone, was missing.

"Clarissa!" he called.

No response.

"Clarissa! You better get your ass out here right now!"

Still no response.

Sebastian stomped off to the bedroom, muttering curses under his breath. He shoved the door open and stopped in his tracks. Clothes were strewn across the room and draws had been emptied.

No. He stared wide eyed at the room. She did not leave me. She promised she wouldn't! He moved back into the living room and something shiny caught his eye. Walking towards it, he quickly identified it as Clarissa's engagement ring. He picked the ring up and held it gently in his hand.

She really had left him.

Anger quickly filled his veins. Clarissa wouldn't decide to leave him by herself. Somebody else had to have helped her. Slipping the ring into his pocket, he stormed out of the apartment and down to the lobby.

"Have you seen my fiancée lately?" he asked the man behind the front desk as calmly as he could

"Yes, sir. She left about an hour ago with a blonde man."

"Wayland," Sebastian hissed.

"Sir?"

Sebastian looked up at the man. "Nothing. Thank you for the information."

Turning on his heel, he pulled his phone out and dialed a number he hadn't needed in a while. Clarissa may have left him, but he was sure as hell going to find her and get her back.

"Verlac. Haven't heard from you in a while," the voice on the other line said.

"Pangborn. I need your help tracking my down my dear Clarissa and maybe take care of a few people along the way. You up for it?" He was determined to get Clarissa back and make all her little friends pay for taking her away from him.

A low chuckle came from Pangborn. "Is blood red?"

The farmhouse was small, secluded, and didn't stand out. It was perfect, Clary realized. Jace led her up the porch steps and, after some difficulty, unlocked the door.

The inside of the house was pleasant. The living room's furniture consisted of a chair, couch, coffee table, and fire place. The kitchen was small, but practical. The two bedrooms upstairs had country themes and had a cozy feeling to them.

After setting her things down in one of the rooms, she plopped down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Fear started to crawl it's way into her mind again. Sebastian had most likely already discovered she was gone. After all, it had been hours since she left. Now it was only a matter of time before he would find her location and come after her.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she ignored it, knowing it was Sebastian. The buzzing stopped and she pulled her phone out to turn it off. Sebastian was going to be calling a lot more than just once. She was sure of it.

Dropping her phone on the floor, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Cold, black eyes stared at her and a smile revealed razor sharp teeth. The monster took a step towards her, but she took one back. It moved closer to her and she dodged it, running down the hall. She tried door after door, trying to get one to open, but none of them would budge. She looked behind her at the monster as it drew near.

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a staircase and rushed over to it. She ran down the stairs as fast as she could, but she couldn't see the bottom. All she could see was darkness. Her legs were quickly growing tired and she could hear the monster closing in on her. Her heart began beating faster and faster in her chest.

"You can't escape me, Clarissa," it said in a voice that was eerily similar to Sebastian's.

Then, the monster pounced on her, its claws digging into her flesh.

Clary woke up in a cold sweat, a scream escaping her mouth. With a frantic expression on his face, Jace burst into the room and flicked the lights on.

"What's wrong?" he asked, scanning the room for anything out of place.

Tears forming in her eyes she responded, "Just a bad d-dream."

Jace came over and sat on the bed next to her, pulling her into a hug. "Was it about Sebastian?" She nodded. "Do you want to talk about it?" She shook her head and buried her face in his shirt.

"I'm so scared, Jace," she sobbed.

Soothingly, he stroked her hair. "I know you are, Clare. But like I said, it's all going to be alright." He sat with her, gently rubbing her back, until she ran out of tears to cry.

"Will you stay with me tonight?"

He hesitated before answering. "Have you forgotten what happened last time?"

She snorted. "I was drunk. Now I am completely sober. Please?"

With a sigh, he agreed and got up to turn off the light. Clary scooted over and laid on her side. Jace climbed in next to her and draped an arm over her, pulling her close to him.

"Thanks, Jace. For everything," she yawned.

He said something in a low whisper, but she was already fast asleep.

Sebastian stared at the map Pangborn had sent to him. By tracking Clarissa's phone he had been able to pinpoint her exact location. It was clever place, he had to admit. Out in the middle of nowhere. He would never have guessed to look there.

"How are you going to get her back?" Pangborn's voice came through the phone.

"I changed my mind," Sebastian said calmly. "I want her to come to me."

Pangborn scoffed. "And how, pray tell, do you plan on accomplishing that?"

Sebastian smirked and looked at the picture of Jocelyn that Clarissa had left behind. "Don't worry. I have the perfect idea," he said before hanging up.

Sorry that this chapter was kind of short, but I wanted to get it up tonight. Anyway, thank you for all the wonderful reviews and amazing suggestions. You guys are the best. (:

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