A/N: I want to thank you all for reading. I hope in this chapter I explain some of the clues left in previous chapters.

Chapter Ten

Sebastian looked at his brother narrowing his eyes. He thought for once his brother did something intelligent. He felt proud of his brother. Sebastian waited for Jonathan to answer his question about what Helen said.

"She told me Camille's plan." Jonathan eyed his brother then got up from the couch limping to the kitchen.

"Her plan?" Clary thought curiously. She didn't really know who Camille was, but the name sounded familiar. Where had she heard that name before?

"What is that bitch planning?" Sebastian asked watching his brother.

"Revenge." Jonathan looked at him sipping a beer he had gotten out of the refrigerator.

"Revenge for what?"

"On the circle of course."

"Why does she want revenge on the circle?" Clary asked.

"She was kicked out of the circle for trying to change time." Jonathan said to Clary.

"What do you mean change time?"

"She tried to steel the time crystals." Sebastian said.

Clary looked at him. "Time Crystals? I read about those in mom's journal."

"Then you aware of what they do." Jonathan stated.

"Yes, but I still don't understand why she would want with them."

Jonathan and Sebastian explain to Clary about Camille. Clary listened intently to her brothers. It sounded to her like wanted to control time. She still didn't understand why she needed all them. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore.

"She was insane. That's all will say." Sebastian stated. "What exactly did Helen say about Camille's plan?"

"She said Camille is trying to gain all the crystals. She has one all ready. According to Helen she also has the sword." Jonathan said.

"What? Helen gave her the sword." Sebastian said looking at his furiously. "That bitch."

"Helen said she didn't have a choice. Camille said she would kill her parents if she didn't give it to her."

"Are her still alive?" Clary asked looking at Jonathan.

"She doesn't know, Clary. Helen regrets doing it."

"Now we know what she is up to. It's clear that she wanted to find the journal so she could locate the other crystals and find the dragons lair."

Clary didn't know what to say. She looked at her brothers curiously. In the back of her head she knew something was going to happen and soon. She felt sick to her stomach.

"We can't let her get the other crystals. I hope Lightwood has kept his crystal safe." Jonathan said.

Clary jumped when she heard the name.

"Let's hope so." Sebastian replied. "I know mom hide the one we have where no one could find or even think of looking."

The next morning Robert met with Jace in the library after they ate breakfast. He sat behind the large desk with his hands folded in front of him on top the desk. Robert looked at Jace who had look so much like his father Stephen. He had made a promise to him that if anything happen to him he would take care of his son. He raised Jace since he was four years old. He loved Jace like one of his own.

"Jace," He said finally. "Tell me why you got into a fight yesterday."

"I don't know." Jace replied.

"You don't know."

"No sir."

"Jace you know I don't approve of fighting. I won't tolerate not here at home or at school. Do you understand me?" Robert told him.

"Yes sir." Jace replied.

"Jace" Robert stepped out from behind the desk then sat in the chair next to him. "I don't like being hard on you, but it seems no matter what I do you don't listen to me. I hate punishing you every time you get in trouble. Sometimes I don't know what to do. I know you are not my biological son though I have loved you like my own son since you came in my home." He said.

Jace remind Robert so much of his friend Stephan. At times it was hard for him to look at Jace because he looked so much like him. Robert knew what he had to do.

"Jace your grounded for a month. You will come home straight after school. You will clean the training room from top to bottom. Polish the polish the weapons. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." Jace replied. "Except I have detention for two weeks when I return to school tomorrow."

"Fine, but I still want the training room cleaned Jace. " Robert said as he got up from the pointed in Jace's direction.

"Ok, um just curious why do you the training room cleaned? It never gets used."

"I know. I just need it cleaned Jace. Besides it's about time it did. Now go get started on your school work."

"Yes sir." Jace said leaving the room scuffing his feet across the floor and his hands in his pockets.

When went back to school the following day, he did his time for detention along with Simon. At first neither of them said anything while they cleaned tables and folded them up. Finally Simon spoke to Jace.

"Hey I have question to ask you."

"Okay. What's up Simon?" Jace said.

"You said my name." Simon replied.

Yeah I did. Would you prefer I call you four eyes?" Jace smirked.

"No."

"You had a question to ask me."

"Oh yeah, who is the girl with the black hair and colored highlights?" Simon asked.

Jace smiled. "Her name is Isabelle. Why do you ask?"

"She keeps staring at me in math class." Simon replied.

"Maybe she likes you." Jace said.

It was hard to believe that any girl would like him. Most girls thought Simon was too much of a nerd. Though he did think she was beautiful. Maybe it was time he moved on from Clary considering she would never see him anything more than just a friend.

Camille sat in a chair behind her desk. She had been writing her plan down for weeks. She had sent Raphael to fetch Ragnor Fell an associate of hers. They had met about four years ago. He was fond of her intelligence and her beauty. They never had a romantic relationship Camille did love him. A knock came at the door. It startled her.

"Come in" she replied.

Raphael entered and told her that Ragnor was here. Camille then had Raphael show him in. When Ragnor entered the she smiled. She rose from her chair then walked toward him.

"Camille, your as beautiful as ever." He said clasping her hands then kissing them.

"Oh Ragnor." She blushed.

"You summon me here for reason." He said.

"Yes I want you to rid of the Morgenstern twins and retrieve the white crystal in their possession."

"You know those twins will not be easy to kill. They are strong, quick, and fast. It will not be easy." Ragnor stated.

"I don't care how you do it. Just get them out of my way and get me that crystal." Camille snorted.

"Of course as you wish." He bowed. "Just curious. What about the blue crystal?"

Camille smiled. "You worry about the twins I'll worry about the blue crystal. I know you will not fail me Ragnor. For I will pay you handsomely when you succeed." Ragnor nodded then left to the study to fulfill his task.

Finally Camille thought those wrenched twins would be out of my way. Camille laughed.

For a week and a half Jace had been busy cleaning the training room. By the end of the day he was tried. Some days he mange to make it to his bed other days he would fall asleep at his desk. The bruises on his face had started to heal becoming yellow shadows of what they once were. The swelling had gone down after a day of his fight with Simon. Though he spent most of his afternoons with him the one person Jace wanted to spend time with was Clary. She had not spoken to him since the incident.

Jace wondered if she was mad at him for trying to beat the crap out of her best friend Simon.

"Gee you think." Simon said.

"I want to apologize to her."

"Then just call her." Simon had said to Jace. He tried to call her but every time he did she would not answer her phone. He hoped everything was okay. It made him worry even more and more desperate to hear her voice again. He felt really bad for hurting her like that. Jace had come to care her a lot in the past month. He could say he was in fact in love with her.

"She doesn't answer her phone" Jace had told Simon.

" I don't know what to tell you. She might be busy." Simon had said. " Maybe you should just go see her."

Jace thought for a moment. It was getting late, but he had to talk to Clary. He grabbed his jacket, put on his boots and his phone then headed down the stairs quietly not to disturb his parents who were watching T.V. in the living room. As he walked past the room he opened the door ever so silently trying not to make noise he snuck out.

He walked towards Clary's house. The light was on inside the apartment. Jace walked up the stairs to the back and rung the bell. A figure opened the door, which was paying more attention to the T.V. then the door. It was Sebastian.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"I came to talk to Clary." Jace answered.

Sebastian looked down at him. "You do know it's late right."

"Yes."

"Ok, come in." Jace stepped in the apartment. " She's in her room. Knock before you enter."

"All right." Jace replied. He walked towards her looking back at Sebastian who pointed to the door on the left. Jace knocked on the door. When the door opened Clary stood in the doorway with eyes narrowed.

"What are you doing here?" She snorted.

"Are you still mad at me?" Jace asked.

"I don't know, maybe."

"Clary I wanted to apologizes for fighting with Simon." Clary turned towards her bed then sat down crossing her arms. She didn't look at Jace when he entered the room and kneeled on the floor in front of her. He placed his arms on top of the bed folding his hands in front of him. "I'm sorry Clary. Really I am. I never wanted to hurt you."

"Well you did." She said holding back tears.

"Clary can't you forgive me?"

"I don't know." She replied still not looking at him.

Jace sighed then removed his jacket. Clary noticed out of the corner of her eye something that appeared to sip from his shirtsleeve.

"What that?" Clary asked looking at Jace.

"What's what?"

"That on your arm." She pointed to his right upper arm.

"Oh," Jace looked at his arm lifting his sleeve. As he did Clary noticed it was the same strange tattoo her brother Jonathan had showed her the other day.

"I've seen that before. Where did you get it?" She asked.

"I don't really remember exactly. I know I got it just before my father died." He said as he rubbed it.

"Your father? Isn't Robert Lightwood your father?"

"He not my real dad. He's raised me since I was four. In a way I do consider him my father."

"So you don't know how you got that at all?"

"No. Why?"

Clary looked away from him biting her lip. She got up from her bed and walked out to the living room calling out for her brothers. Jace followed her.

"Sebastian, Jonathan." Clary yelled. "Can please explain why Jace has the same tattoo you do? Is there some secret club I don't know about?"

Both Sebastian and Jonathan looked at each other. For they knew it was time to tell their little sister the truth.