Hi everyone!

Guest : "Is the main pairing Clabastian ?"

Guest: " [...]Clace please"

So the two first reviews (thank you btw) already show that you don´t know were it´s headed! Which is great ;)

I won´t tell until you figure it out for yourselves. Leave a review with your opinion, I´m interested to know where you think this is heading (because obviously we all know that Jace is going to appear (it is a ff based on the Mortal Instruments (which I do not own!) duh!)).

Enjoy :)

Février

The first week of February was ´uneventful´. Of course the war wasn´t over. The Germans were still trying to gain more territory on the east side of the third Reich. The next week went downhill. Clary had had more difficulties to find them something to eat. More and more food from France was being sent to the east war zone for the soldiers. Jonathan was hungry and the winter being cold he was starting to get sick. Seeing he wouldn´t get any better by himself, she searched for a doctor in their small town. She searched the whole day and knocked on the practice´s door. It was the only doctor left in the city. The others had left the country or had been forced to enlidt or serve the soldiers.

An elderly man opened the door and welcomed her. He made her sit down in his warm office. Clary shuddered in pleasure as she felt the deep warmth warm her frozen body, slowly bringing her numb limps back to life.

"Qu´est-ce que je peux faire pour vous Mademoiselle?/ What can I do for you Miss?"

"My petit frère est malade, je voulais savoir si vous pouriez faire quelque chose?/ My little brother is sick, I wanted to know if you could do anything?"

"Bien sûr que je pourrais vous aider, mais vous allez devoir payer la consultations et les medicaments par la suite./ Of course I can help you, but you´ll have to pay for it and then for the meds if need be." He said with a clear voice, crushing all her hopes that he could maybe do it for free.

Clary had been so thankful each year on Christmas that they hadn´t been sick. Now Jonathan was and she hadn´t any money to pay the doctor. Silent tears started running down her cheeks and she diverted her head as she looked out of the window. The doctor was still looking at her face intently. Soon the sobs overtook her. It was all too much. She was only seventeen and had been taking care of herself and her brother since the beginning of the war. They hadn´t been one day where she didn´t have any worries or wasn´t scared. It was all too much. Everything she had buried came up and she wasn´t able to close Pandora´s box, even if she desperately wanted to. After a couple of minutes she calmed down and left the office without saying anything. She couldn´t hold it against the doctor for not giving her a free consultation. She slowly walked to her home, digging into her brain to find another solution.

Suddenly someone tapped her shoulder. She whipped around branding her fists, ready to defend herself only to see a familiar set of dark eyes. She sighed and her arms relaxed. She thought this day couldn´t have been worse and there she was.

"Fräulein Clarissa, lange nicht mehr gesehen. Ich war gerade auf dem Weg zurück, kommen Sie einfach mit, ich könnte die Companie gebrauchen./ Miss Clarissa, long time no see. I was on my way back, come with me, I could use the company." He didn´t leave her a choice.

Both mde their way silently bak to the hotel de ville, where she had been a few times already. They sat down at the table they had been once before and soon steaming, filled plates were brought to them. She played with the food on her plate, not feeling quite hungry after the doctor had said to her. Even if she knew she should jump on hte oprtunity to eat something else than clear soup and raddishes, she didn´t want to eat. She forced herself to down some of the beans, but ate very slwoly. She could feel Sebastian´s gaze on her, while she slowly toyed with the vegetables. She shot him a quick sideway look, seeing he was looking at her intently, scanning her whole face and slumped posture. She wiggled in her seat trying to have a more lady-like posture like her mom had taught her.

"Na? Ihnen scheint es ja nicht so gut zu gehen heute. Darf ich fragen worüber Sie sich sorgen machen?/ You don´t look so well today. Can I ask what is bothering you?"

She looked up at him and she knew she had a chance. She could tell and either he would simply listen to her and pity her or maybe he would be willing to help. She had learned he was the one responsible for everything in the city´s area, including the medical supplies. She was the only one who could help her for free. She swallowed her beans and tried to think how she would form her sentence.

"Em, mon-mein petit Bruder est … krank?/ Em- my- my little brother is… sick?" She gave him a weak smile and averted her attention back to her plate. He didn´t say anything for a few moments until he hummed and ate a few of his beans. Clary internally wanted to run away, it had gotten her hopes up that he had asked and actually could help her. She forced herself to continue to eat, as if nothing had happened and that her hopes had been crushed. Without saying a word he stood up as a soldier told him he was needed. Picking up her routine, she took the piece of meat, saving it for Jonathan. By the time she had finished her pate, he came back. He ate silently what was left on his plate.

"Was hat Ihr Bruder denn?/ What does your brother have?" She simply shrugged and his eyes widened. "Sie wissen es nicht? Waren Sie den beim Arzt?/You don´t know? Did you see a doctor?" She just shook her head. She felt his eyes scanning her up and down as she was still starring at her plate. Her hair was hiding her face a little. She didn´t like the fact that he kept starring at her, it started creeping her out a bit.

"Naja… vielleicht könnte unser Arzt Ihren Bruder anschauen, wenn Sie das wollen./ Well… our doctor could take a look at him, that is if you want." She stiffened in her seat and slowly looked at him. She gave him a hesitant look. He smiled, but a glint in his eyes told her he wouldn´t do this completely for free. He nodded again, and knowing this was her only chance to help her sick brother she nodded. H smiled and told her to come with her brother the next day in the afternoon since they wouldn´t have time on the morning.

So, how did you find it?

I have no idea wen I´ll post the next chapter I do not post chapters in a regular basis, so it could be a while or not...

So Clace or Clabestian? What do you think?

Eat chocolate! :D