Second installment for today, and i think you will like this one! Just as a heads up I think this one of the next will be the last one I can post for a while, but I will get back to writing as soon as I can along with another story! Thank you all for reading my story I really have fun writing it and can't wait to post more!

After Clary and Jonathan made their escape, Tessa reluctantly invited Magnus and Jace to her home, a small loft just outside of downtown London. Magnus knew Tessa was not a fan of him, they had a falling out over the whole immortal life thing. She didn't want it, who could blame her.

Tessa came to Magnus after Will died, hopping for some support, but he had none to give. Magnus had already seen too many people her loved grow old and die- this was nothing new to him- and he turned her away, at the time there was something else tugging on his mind at the time. Looking back at it now, Magnus realized how ignorant he was and couldn't blame Tessa for hating him, but it was more than that. Tessa didn't hold the typical grudge, she knew how to work with people she had odium for.

"Magnus would you like something?" Tessa asked walking into her kitchen. "Tea?" Magnus nodded and walked by a cork board with a few pictures hanging- some old, with Will and Tessa standing next to a buggie, and others newer, with Jem- and danced his fingers along the photographs.

"Jem isn't a silent brother anymore?" Magnus asked Tessa after pulling his eyes from the cork board. Tessa nodded as she started boiling water from her stove. With a quick glance at Jace, who was wallowing in self hate-Magnus hated when he was like that- strolled into the Kitchen and watched Tessa grab two mugs and tea defusers.

"No, and were married actually." Tessa replied. "It seems so strange, having him back after I thought I lost him, after losing Will."

"I never...after WIll died I was...harsh when you asked for my help." Magnus started. "I never apologised for that."

"No...you didn't." Tessa replied curtly. "and you're a little late if you are planning on now."

"Better late than never."

The tea kettle began to scream and Tessa took it off the burner and dispersed the hot liquid into the mugs after turning off the stove. Magnus graciously accepted the mug and Tessa took a sip of her own while leaning on the countertop.

"Magnus, I don't hate you for what you did and said to me; you have gone through loss much longer than I have, but I don't want that barrier between us. I do miss Will but I have moved on, just as you have many times before."

Magnus nodded, unsure of what to say next-which was a starting to happen more often than he wanted to admit- and glanced back at jace over his mug.

"I never thought I would see another family member again." Tessa said after a moment had passed. "Though Jace doesn't look like Will, it isn't hard to tell that he is a Herondale because of his attitude, and stubbornness."

"I can hear you." Jace shouted, not looking up.

"You were supposed to." Tessa shot back. Jace stirred from his position for a moment, then laid back down with a scoul. Tessa turned back to Magnus and smiled lightly. "I learned how to handle the Herondale men."

"If you know the Herondales as good as you say, you'll know that Jace will do anything to get Clary back, and that could create a problem. If Jonathan get's his hand on a binding rune, then Jonathan will get his clockwork demon army, and God knows what he will do with them."

"So what do you suggest we do?" Tessa asked setting the mug down, crossing her arms across her chest.

"I have no idea."

Jonathan dragged Clary from the cab, the clockwork robots following with jagged movements, and forced her into the large castle like mansion that Jonathan had been inhabiting. Once they were inside, Clary was thrown onto the floor and Jonathan sat on top of her so she was pinned to the uneven floor.

"Get off of me!" Clary screamed as Jonathan pulled out a steel and started burning a rune in Clary's shoulder. She pinched her eyes closed and turned away from the mark Jonathan was making, determined not to cry or show any weakness in the face of her brother. Jonathan lifted himself off of Clary after he was finished giving her a unknow rune.

"Get up." Clary's brother demanded. "NOW!"

Slowly, Clary got to her feet as she searched for a wall to brace herself on, but fell forward into her brother's arms. She wanted to turn away from him, but it felt as if her body was shutting down one section at a time.

"W-what did...to m-me?" Clary managed, her eyes lulling around the room, not staring on one thing for too long in fear that if she did they would stay shut for ever.

"Don't you worry Clary." Jonathan replied lifting her in his arms. "I came across this rune and it is completely safe. It will just make you sleep for a while."

"Jace…"

"Will come for you and then you can wake up, but for now I don't want to deal with you complicating things." Jonathan replied before Clary slipped out of consciousness.