Okey dokey! Chapter three! I know I took a long time updating, but, finals. Bad news is, I probably didn't do too well on some of them, Good news is, they're over! YAY! Until the end of next semester... But until then, more frequent updates are in your forecast! Oh, and by the way, I want to start naming chapters other than 'chapter 1' and so on, so if you have any ideas for their names, please tell me. Titles are one of my weak points. It drives me nuts, especially on essays! Grr.. Oh well, I'm sure you've heard more than enough of what's going on in my life, so on with the story!

"You WHAT?" yelled Will.

Jessamine had just come home from her day of shopping with Tessa. Tessa did not come back. Everyone was gathered around the dining room table, listening to the tale. The reactions of everyone were all very different. Charolette had a look of motherly concern and disapproval towards Jessamine. Henry was shocked and slightly confused, along with worried. Sophie was horrified, concerned, and angry, the anger directed towards Jessamine. Jem was worried and comforting; just slightly stiff towards Jessamine.

Will, however, was livid. Any concern he felt was drowned out by his pure anger at Jessamine. "You LEFT HER? What's wrong with you?"

"I thought he was an agreeable, trustworthy young man, unlike some people." Jessamine shot a look at Will. It implied just who 'some people' were. "What should I have done, anyway? I'm a lady, not a barbarian." replied Jessamine.

"You a shadowhunter, not a lady. How the hell could you let her run off with some stranger like that? What's wrong with you?" he yelled back.

"You really have no feelings, do you, Mr. Herondale?" replied Jessamine, a little hurt. For a second, Will thought she was talking about worrying about Tessa. He was wrong. "How do you think I feel? One of my friends were kidnapped. I feel so scared, what if it had happened to me?"

Will was speechless. His face contorted into a look of disbelief and pure animal hatred. He launched himself at Jessamine, snarling a threat under his breath. He was so fast that Jem barely had enough time to grab a hold of him. Will had got enough momentum that he carried both him and Jem across the table and almost right into Jessamine. "Will, Will STOP!" Jem yelled in his friend's ear, trying to get him to stop. Will was struggling to get out of Jem's bear hug, and was starting to succeed. Jessamine simply sat there, looking shocked.

Then Henry reached Will and helped Jem wrestle Will out of the dining room and into the hallway. Will struggled against them with all his might, trying to get to Jessamine. "Will, you have to calm down. CALM DOWN, WILL!" Jem yelled in his ear. Will's struggling ebbed slightly, and Henry let go of him, letting Jem calm him. Henry knew anything he said would only make Will angrier.

Jem got a firmer grip on Will, then said, "Will, if you stop struggling, I'll let you go. If not, I'm going to have to knock you out." Will stopped, and Jem slowly released his grip on him. Will stood there, breathing heavily for a moment, facing the wall. Then, he turned towards Jem with deliberate slowness. He was obviously making a huge effort to control himself.

"I'm going to kill her." he said. Jem simply nodded, studying Will closely. His face was a dark red. His body was tight lines of anger, and his eyes screamed murder. All together, not someone you want angry with you. Jem said nothing to Will. He knew anything he said right now would only anger him. "Why did she leave Tessa like that? I meant what kind of stupid bimbo leaves somebody like that? Who? Sometimes I want to knock that conceited look right off her face! That stupid, idiotic, self-centered little- Ugh! She just-" Will ranted at Jem.

"Will, you have to calm down." Jem repeated.

"HOW CAN I?" Will roared back. "TESSA'S OUT THERE WITH SOME CREEP, AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS CALM DOWN?"

"I understand you-"

"DON'T YOU EVEN CARE?" he yelled.

"Will," Jem snapped, "do not think I don't care. I'm just as angry as you are, but attacking people will not help Tessa."

Will, nodded, a little ashamed. He was just ranting. "I'm sorry, I'm just, I'm so mad that Jessamine would do such a stupid thing."

"I know, but trying to kill Jessamine won't help us find Tessa. Now, let's go see if we can get some information out of Jessamine, and this time, please refrain from attempting to strangle her."

"No guarantees." Will replied.

Tessa woke up not knowing where she was for a second time. Only this time, she woke in comfort. She stretched out, remembering her dreams. She had been dreaming of Will, and all the good times they had spent together. She hadn't the slightest idea why.

She looked around the room, taking in her surroundings. She was in a large bed, decorated in a rich maroon and cream color scheme with plenty of lace and tassels. Beyond the bed canopy, she could see she was in a stone room decorated in a medieval theme. The room followed the same maroon and cream color scheme. Some candles were left burning, so it must be nighttime, or early morning.

She lay there, trying to remember what happened. It came to her in a rush. She had been kidnapped by Mr. Jenkens, then woke up in a dungeon aching from head to toe. Jenkens came in and was kind to her, bringing her up here and having some servants care for her.

Why? It didn't make any sense. She didn't have any more time to ponder on the thought, though, because someone was opening the door. The heavy oak affair swung open to admit two servants, followed by- followed by Will! "Will! Oh my gosh, I'm so glad you're here!" she blurted out. She was so overcome by relief she nearly fainted.

"Tessa, are you all right?" he said, rushing over to her bed side.

"Yes, well, sort of. Where am I?"

"You're safe, that's all that matters. How did this happen to you? Why did you go off with that man in the park?" he questioned.

"Oh, me and Jessamine were going for a walk when this man came up and talked to us, he- oh my gosh, he's here now Will!" she added in a hushed voice.

"What do you mean, was he in your room?" asked Will protectively. Weird, thought Tessa. He wasn't normally this caring in front of her.

"I think he owns this castle." she whispered back.

"What, Jenkens? No, he's a friend of the shadowhunters. He wouldn't do anything like that."

"He did, Will. He was the one we met in the park, he's the one!" Tessa said back.

"You're sure?" he said, grabbing her hand. Why was he being so nice?

"Yes, I'm sure. Why wouldn't I be?" she said, a little angry. Why was she so hard to believe?

"All right, I'll talk to him." he said. rubbing her hand soothingly.

Tessa looked at him for a minute, wondering if he was hit upside the head. He was acting awfully strange. She decided it would be more beneficial to talk to Jem. "Where's Jem, Will? I'd like to see him."

"Jem?" he replied back, a little confused.

"Yes Will, Jem." Tessa was really confused. "Are you feeling well?"

"Yes, yes, I'm fine. I'm just so relieved you're alright that I forgot about him for a minute. He's sleeping right now."

Tessa nodded. Why did he care so much? The last time she saw him, he was blaming her for everything that went wrong at the Institute, so it didn't make sense for him to be so, intimate, with her. Maybe he actually did care.

She looked over at Will, who was gazing at her. "What?" she said.

"Hmm?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What, oh, nothing, it's just, you look so pretty right now."

That was shocking. Even more shocking was the fact that Will was now leaning in close to her. He was going to kiss her.

Normally, she would back off, but she was still slightly dizzy feeling from what ever medicine she was given, so her self control was lower than usual. At first when their lips met, she was relatively calm. Then she started running her fingers across his back, up his neck and into his hair where she felt, a scar. That scar had a familiar feel to it, and it didn't belong to Will.

She jerked back suddenly, realizing where she recognized it. She looked at 'Wills' face, seeing an innocent smile playing across his lips. "Something wrong?" he said.

"You're not Will." she replied with horror.

'Will' started morphing on her bedside, changing back to his true form, Mr. Jenkens. "Ah, so you figured it out, did you?" Tessa stared at him, how could he do that? "I guess I didn't imitate your little boyfriend good enough."

"How do you know about Will?" she asked.

"Oh, that's a little secret of mine. I was planning on finding out a little more than that, but someone wanted me to try while you were conscious. You get more information that way." he replied, as if informing someone of the weather. "I guess I'll just have to go back to my way." He gave her one last smile, saying, "I'll be seeing you later." With that, he got up off the bed and strolled out of the room, leaving Tessa alone with her thoughts.

How did he know about Will? And who didn't want him to find information from her somehow? What's going on? Most importantly, how did he know about Will? She didn't talk about him in the park at all, she would have remembered that. Maybe it was from her dreams. But she didn't sleep-talk, so how did he find out? This was all so confusing.

Tessa had no idea what was going on, but she did know one thing: what ever it was, she was scared.

The plot thickens! How did the mysterious Jenkens turn into Will? Is he like Tessa, or is he something else? What does he want with her, and who is this other person interested in Tessa? I guess you'll have to wait and find out! You'll only know if you review, so do it now! NOW I say!