The more I write this, the more I wish it was in third person's pov...

Anyways, I know I said I would post two chapters, but I never said when.. BUT I WILL! I PROMISE!

The answer to my question:

1. When Will and Tessa were on the steps and Tessa was about to admit her love to him, and whatnot. 2. When I thought Jem died. 3. When I found out Jem was a silent brother. 4. When they called off the engagement. 4. When Gideon proposed to Sophie. 5. WHEN WILL DIED! 6. When Jem and Tessa reunited...

I cried a lot, and that probably wasn't even half of it.

I don't own TMI... Enjoy!

"I..." The words wouldn't come out my mouth. "Did he- is he not going to help my mom?"

Jace looked as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't think of anything. Once again, he was speechless.

"Clary, " he finally said but I didn't want to hear him. I couldn't hear him. All I heard was Magnus' voice:

"Exactly. You shadowhunters want us downworlders to do everything you want, and expect us to ask nothing of you in return, and I'm sick of it."

And the worst part? He said he would help me. He promised he would do everything he could. And all of a sudden, he refuses. No explanation. And that's what really nagged me: the sudden change of attitude.

That's when everything- the questions, the answers I wished to seek but knew I'd never receive, and the emotions- made my head throb as if someone had beat me with a 10 pound boulder on the head. And that moment was when I knew I wouldn't be able to hold my tears back.

So, I ran.

I heard footsteps behind me, but I didn't care; not at the moment. All I cared about was saving my mom. And if Magnus couldn't help with that, I would have to take matters into my own hands. So I ran to the only person I trusted at the moment: no Simon- he was with Isabelle, no doubt and I didn't want to disturb him- no Jace, not even Amatis or Luke. Those people knew me too well and I couldn't risk them trying to cease me from what I wanted to do at that moment.

I started running towards the Penhallows house in search of Alec, but unfortunately, that was when Jace caught up to me, and he tugged my arm facing me to look at him.

"What?" I snapped.

He didn't seem fazed by my attitude- he hardly ever is. "Where do you think you're going?"

I yanked my arm back. "Where does it look I'm going?" I responded. "Magnus refuses to help, and that means I'm the only one left to help her!" Tears stung the back of my eyes, and I quickly looked away from Jace so he wouldn't see me crying. But all he did was just step in front of me again.

"And how do you plan on doing that, huh?" he demanded, a little harsher than I would have expected. "I know you want your mom, but you don't know enough of the shadow world to even have the slightest idea to help her."

I let the tears escape that time, because I knew he right. I really didn't know anything. There was no way to help my mom.

I felt my knees go out from underneath me, and I felt Jace catch me. I stayed there, in the circle of his arms, crying, feeling helpless, as I thought about my mother.

Magnus POV

The brief conversation I had with Clary and Jace kept coming back to me. As much as I tried to forget it, I just couldn't. I don't know why, but different emotions kept running through my head, giving me a splint headache: jealousy for Clary, guilt that I might have been too hard on the young Nephilim, relief that I was finally free from all the commands of the shadowhunters.

But had I overreacted with my actions? Should I have softened up on Clary, considering the circumstances?

At the time, it seemed like a good idea to hurt Clary's feelings. She hurt mine; taking away the first love I had in years, away from me! It only seemed fair to not agree with the helping of Jocelyn….

Little did I know, that later it would seem so cruel.

But that was yesterday, and everyone knows you can't change the past. You can only run from it.

And that's exactly what I did.

Having made a reckless decision, last night, I decided to leave Idris and away from the shadowhunters. Not knowing where to go, I made a last minute decision to go back to New York: the only place that had ever been my home, for a while.

So... sorry I haven't updated. I've just been having a huge load of homework, not to mention, now I have to tutor every Tuesday and Thursday. UGH! I don't even like math...

Anyways, the crossover is either going to be The Mortal Instruments/Divergent or The Mortal Instruments/Hunger Games... You know what, I'm going to let you decide. Review and tell me which you want me to do! :)

Again, super sorry I haven't updated!

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(P.S. I have a very strong feeling that I would probably never write in Jace's perspective... HE'S TO DANG HARD! But in my next one I will because it would be in third person... I just cant do it with first person.)