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Chapter 24: Jace's POV

The school loomed down the road. Clary had been mad with me last night, I hope she had gotten over it today. We pulled in to the littered parking lot and I looked for Simon or Clary's car. No such luck for Jace this morning. Maybe they came with Magnus? Then that little voice in the back of my head, that little voice that seemed to get louder whenever I was thinking of Clary , spoke up.

Maybe she went to find Jonathan and Valentine?

No she wouldn't do that. I convinced her it wasn't safe.

You also "convinced" her not to go check out that werewolf body. And what happened with that?

She wouldn't do this though.

We'll see.

The voice, though I hate to admit it and will deny it to anyone who asks, was right. Clary had the tendency to not listen. If you looked up stubborn in the dictionary, there would be a picture of her right there. Please tell me she didn't do anything stupid, please. Oh but she did and it was confirmed when school started and she, Simon, and Magnus weren't there. Afterwards I ran to the car, Alec and Isabelle hot on my heels.

"Jace what's going on?" Isabelle panted as we reached the car, it was one thing to sprint to keep up with me but quite another task to do it in heels.

"Clary's missing." I slid in as did the others.

"I'm sure she just wanted to take another sick day, demon poison can do that you know." Alec sighed, pushing a hand through his hair. If Magnus was involved, would Alec know?

"No. I saw her last night and told her that I was going to get kidnapped by her father and brother instead of her to keep her safe. Remember what happened when I told her to stay back when we went to investigate that werewolf?" They both nodded. They weren't as surprised as I was. Isabelle had been hanging around Simon quite a bit…OH BY THE ANGEL!

"You two know what she's doing, don't you!?" I yelled and they both flinched. I glared at Alec next to me and through my peripheral vision I saw Isabelle nod.

"Yes, she went." The betrayal set in. I stayed quiet.

"Jace, Clary doesn't know we know and—." I held my hand up to Isabelle.

"Shut up Brutus." I seethed into the mirror. I pulled up in front of the house, unbuckled my seatbelt, and slid out of the idling car. I hope it blows up while I'm gone you backstabbing bastards. I hopped up the steps, Dorothea's curtains flicked open, but when I entered she didn't open her door. I ran to Clary's door, my heart pounding. Please don't be gone. I knock and Jocelyn opened the door smiling when she saw me. Her hair was only a few shades darker than Clary's but it still made me think of Clary as did her eyes. Her hair was twisted back into a bun, paintbrushes stuck through it. She wore paint stained clothes and had chalk smudged on her face.

"Hi Jace! Clary's not home yet, you can come in and wait if you like." She opened the door wider.

"That's the thing Mrs. Garroway, (A/N Technically Jocelyn and Luke are married so she is no longer Ms. Fray.) Clary isn't coming back." I tried to keep my voice even, but when her face started to morph into shock, sadness, and pure horror, I felt my own twitch with sympathy. She grabbed my arms.

"Has something happened to Clary?" She was panicking.

"She's not hurt, I don't think she is anyways. She went along with Magnus's plan." It stung saying it out loud. It sounded more like she betrayed us and ran off with the warlock and vampire to help her.

"I should've known! Damn it!" She stomped her foot.

"Mrs. Garroway, we need to search her room, see if she left any clue to where she was." Jocelyn straightened, her hands still clasped around my arms. Her voice was shallow and swollen with the tears that skimmed around her eyelashes.

"Good idea Jace, and please call me Jocelyn." She tried to give me a small smile but turned back to the hallway and led me down the hallway to Clary's room. My eyes zoned in immediately on the pieces of paper folded and pushed under the pillow.

"Mrs.…Jocelyn over there, under the pillow." I pointed and she floated over to the bed with such grace and silence she could be a Silent Brother. She held one out to me and held the other to her chest. I read the note addressed to me. Was she crazy? After all this is done I am taking that woman to a shrink. Jocelyn's face, when I looked up, was overflowing with tears and sadness.

"He'll hurt my poor baby…he'll hurt her…" She muttered and fell to the bed. I ran over to her, kneeling in front of her.

"Valentine won't hurt her. He's her father." Jocelyn scoffed.

"Not Valentine, I mean Jonathan. Valentine has never really been a father to Clary anyways. He wouldn't care, but he would care a bit more than Jonathan." I swallowed the lump in my throat, my stomach was a hunk of ice that was frosting over the rest of my internal organs.

"Wh..what do you mean?"

"Jonathan isn't human. He's evil and doesn't feel the way we feel." She stopped to suck back a sob. "When I was pregnant with him, Valentine was trying these strange rituals like raising demons and angels. I didn't know what he was really doing until I had Jonathan. He…he poisoned my food and drink with demon blood." She let out another broken sob and then sucked in sharply through her teeth.

"He turned Jonathan into a demon?" My eyes were wide and unblinking. She nodded.

"But how? He's the offspring of two Nephilim, shouldn't your runes have killed him in childbirth?"

"No that only happens when one parent is a demon and the other is Nephilim and even then there has been a case of a Nephilim and demon having a living child. She was Unmarked of course so the runes didn't kill her. But yes to answer your question, Jonathan is a dark Shadowhunter, half Nephilim half demon. He doesn't feel like we do. The only human thing about him is his physical appearance, everything else is malevolent and evil. I knew I should've killed him when I saw those ungodly black eyes. But I couldn't, he was a baby, an innocent looking blonde baby boy. If you didn't look in his eyes that's what you saw."

I sat there frozen. Jocelyn was squeezing my hand while tears trickled down her face. We sat like that until Luke came home and he hugged Jocelyn asking what was wrong and she had replied with three simple words, but those three words still haunt me even after I left.

"I told him." And she had. I now knew what I was up against and that he held something that was most precious to me. I will get Clary back and kill that demon bastard that did so much harm to her family.

Bum, bum, BUMMM! Good? Bad? What did you think? Jace knows now! :0 gasp! He's pretty bitchin when he's in revenge mode right? Any who thank you to my very loyal reviewers, followers, and favoriters. You guys are great, I mean it! Maybe I'll update again tonight… By the way that case with the unmarked Nephilim and demon was Tessa Gray's. Oh and I forgot to say this on the last chapter, the Fairchild women have great taste in men (excluding Valentine) i.e. Luke, Jace, Simon(? does he count?) and going back a bit farther, Henry:) Gotta love Henry. I hope they have one of the Weasley boys from HP play him in the movie. I could definitely see Fred or Ron playing Henry, more so Fred. Okay geek freak over.

:) Bye!- Emma