AN: Hi, hi, people. Thanks for your constant support for this story. It's really cool. :) But... yeah. Here's your chapter. Enjoy.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Can someone please stop that incessant beeping?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I sigh, frustrated. I attempt to pry my eyes open but obviously that's not happening.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I swear, I will kill the bitch that turned this on.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

My eyes try and open again, yet in vain.

I feel something grab my hand lightly and give it a gentle squeeze.

Jace.

Wait.

Who's Jace?

My mind associates the name with amber eyes and golden hair.

Jace. Jace. Jace. Ja-

"Jace!" I yell, sitting up abruptly.

I look around, desperately, trying to find my precious Jace.

My wide eyes finally meet with golden ones. I fling myself at my boyfriend and he immediately wraps his arms around me.

"Hey, baby," Jace grins. "How are you feeling?"

"Shitty," I smile toothily back.

"That's a start," my boyfriend says, pushing my shoulders back into the headboard. "But you need to rest, Tiny."

"Who's here?" I ask, frantically looking around again.

"Iz, Alec, Maryse, Max, me, Sebastian..."

"Sebastian? That bastard? Why is he here?"

"He wanted to 'apologize'," Jace makes air quotes with his fingers. "He wants to see you."

"Fuck no," I yell quietly. "He can go shove a stick up his ass."

"Now, now, Rouge," Jace clucks his tongue. "Calm down. I'll be in the room when he talks."

"Alright," I huff. "Bring him in, then."

Jace grins and plants a kiss on my forehead before going to retrieve Sebastian. Suddenly, I'm hit with the fear and the nerves that were associated with Sebastian before he became Jace's best friend.

Speak of the devil, Sebastian walks in and I tense. My glare turns dark and I can see that he's shaking. A sense of pride flares inside of me. I love how I can make him do that.

Shut up, Clary. You're thinking like you're dad.

I shake the thought off and gesture for him to start speaking. That's when I realize that Jace isn't here.

"Hold on," I hold my hand up rudely to cut off his words. "Where's Jace?"

Seb sighs and runs his fingers through his fine black hair.

"I wanted to have a private conversation with you. I hope you don't mind."

I scoff. "What happened last time we had a private conversation? You rasped me. So, no. I'm not talking to you unless Jace is watching from somewhere or he's in here."

Sebastian sighs. Annoyed. Finally. I made him annoyed.

"Fine. I'll go get him." While Seb is looking for Jace, I take some time to analyze my outfit.

Hospital scrubs are gross. I'm no Izzy, but I still think that these are terribly unfashionable. Not to mention, they're all papery and uncomfortable. My hair is tied in a loose high ponytail with strands sticking out everywhere.

A smile appears on my face as Jace walks through the door, behind Sebastian. He flashes a quick grin and turns back to me.

"Happy, now?" Seb asks.

I nod and gesture for him to speak.

"I'm sorry, Clary. For everything. For the things that Jace isn't aware of, for the most recent trouble I've caused you. It's just... every single time, I've been threatened by one person or another. It's usually your dad."

"So, by this, are you meaning to tell me that you broke my dad out of jail?"

Sebastian shuffles his feet for a little while before he sighs.

"Yeah. I did."

Then, the unexpected happens. I lunge at him from my bed, knocking over my drip in the process. My fingers are scraping at his face and my legs are going on a kicking frenzy. Jace looks alarmed and he tries to pull me back, pressing my shoulders backwards.

"Clary," my boyfriend whispers my name softly. "Calm down. Clary, calm down."

I take a deep breath and let Jace push me back. A nurse comes in, assessing Sebastian's damage level. I kicked him in the groin(score!), got some cuts on his face and bruised his legs. With this contented feeling, I fall back asleep.