I think once you read this chapter you will see why it has taken me so long to update. Please don't kill me.

Thanks to my beta,

Chapter 15

Will's POV

I ran down the steps of the precinct and pulled my jacket closer when I felt the chill in the air. It was getting pretty cold and everyone was preparing for the Thanksgiving Day parade. Other police were running around doing silly errands and setting up decorations. I honestly wasn't a fan of Thanksgiving, having grown up in England. But that didn't matter right now. I couldn't hold off on telling them any longer. It would just hurt them more.

Hopping into a cab I thought of the last time I saw them together. They seemed so happy and were so in love even if they didn't realize it then. Guilt overwhelmed me and I put my head into my hands. This was the one thing I hated about my job, breaking bad news to good people.

The taxi pulled up to the Lightwoods mansion. I still can't believe how lucky my cousin got. I've seen kids get put into awful houses and he gets a freaking mansion. I would've taken him in but I was too busy with school at the time. I still regret that.

Then I remembered when I got the call about his parent's death. We didn't know where Jace had gone for what seemed like forever. He finally managed to escape and was found with multiple injuries and bruises. Putting the sorry bastard who hurt Jace in prison was one of the greatest feelings of my life, but now I wish it was someone else who kidnapped him.

Throwing the cash at the driver I jumped out and asked him to wait for a few minutes. Hopefully this wouldn't take too long. I didn't want to see the aftermath.

Clary's POV

" Go make me a sandwich," Jace ordered from his spot on the couch. I snatched the remote out of his hands ignoring his objections and switched it off.

"Excuse me?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips and giving him a death glare. He gulped and revised his previous statement.

"I meant : My dearest Clary would you like me to go make you a sandwich because I love you and I am a good boyfriend?" He tried to hide the smirk creeping up making his lips twitch. I continued to play along.

"That's what I thought you said. Ham and cheese please, no crust." He sighed in defeat and got up, trudging to the kitchen. Giggling to myself I snuggled into the couch and flipped the TV back on, searching for something to watch. I finally settled on Doctor Who when Jace came back in, two sandwiches in hand.

"Your highness," His smirk came back as he handed me my sandwich. Right as he was about to sit down next to me, the doorbell went off. With yet another sigh Jace trudged out of the room once more to answer the door.

Assuming it was just a sales-person I turned back to the TV, entranced by David Tennant's hair. I was surprised when Jace returned with Will right behind him, looking grave.

"Look Will," Jace started, "Anything you have to tell me you can also tell Clary. You said it involved her. I thought the case was over, I heard you caught the guy."

Will looked uncomfortable, switching his weight from foot to foot. What did he have to tell Jace that involved me?

"How about we all sit down?" Will suggested, wringing his hands. "Ok there has been an advance in your parents case Jace. As you know we caught the guy and you saw the pictures clarifying it was him. One thing we didn't tell you was his name. I feel like you should know and it's not right to keep this sort of thing away from you."

Jace took a deep breath through his teeth and seemed to be losing his patience. "And?" He probed, anxiously awaiting an answer.

"The man who shot your parents and help you captive for a year, well, you shouldn't let this cloud your judgment. Just because he is who he is doesn't mean she will be like him Jace." I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, unable to raise just one. Who was this?

"The man who committed these crimes against you was Valentine. Valentine Morgenstern."

A/N I wanted to end the chapter here but I value my life so I decided to continue.

Jace's POV

It took a moment for everything to click. I closed my eyes as I heard her gasp next to me. It wasn't her fault, how could she have known? But what if she did? I had a year of my life taken away and it wasn't something I took lightly. I couldn't deal with this right now. I had to get away.

Running out of the room I grabbed my car keys. I could hear Clary yelling behind me but I didn't care. I had to be alone right now. I drove with no destination in mind, just mindlessly ambling from street to street in search of a quiet place to think.

Hours later I ended up on fair grounds. The same fair my parents had taken me to. I walked across the abandoned grounds and was overcome with the emotions that ran through me. For so long I had become Jace the player, the heartless womanizer who didn't care. The she came along and shattered my walls.

Clary. I loved her. This news hadn't changed that. I was angry. Hell yes, I was angry. But my anger was aimed at Valentine. How could someone so cruel be a part of something so angelic. I just need to think and get my thoughts into order before I confronted her. I didn't want to say something and mess up everything. Clary was my world; my rock. She was part of me. People don't fall in love in high school, but I sure as hell did.

I settled in a broken down tea-cup and mourned. I mourned for my parents, for Clary and her childhood, and for me. Now almost as broken as the teacup rides I was sitting in.

Clary's POV

"Jace! Come back!" I yelled as he ran from the room. I started to follow him when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me.

"Clary," Will tried to calm me, "Just wait. He will talk to you when he is ready. He needs time to deal with this. I'm sure he still loves you just as much as he did before." Bullshit. I didn't know how Jace would feel. I even hated myself now. How could my dad have hidden another child without me knowing? There could've been signs! I could've found him, saved him! This was my fault!

I felt my breathing speed up and I pushed Will away, running out to the street and I hit the pavement, tripping over my own feet. I sat there for a moment before slowly rising. My feet took me to the hospital. If there was evera time I needed my mother it was now, awake or not.

I felt the cool air of the hospital hit my clammy neck. I didn't even bother checking in, I just walked straight to her room. And when I got there I blanched. What the hell? I rubbed my eyes and looked back in. Sitting on the bed was my mom, clearly awake, talking to luke. SHE WAS AWAKE AND NO ONE TOLD ME?

I ran to the bed and flung myself into her arms, sobbing like a toddler.

"Mommy. Mommy you're back." I whispered over and over again. For the moment I forgot about Jace, and I forgot about Valentine. All that mattered was that my mommy was back.

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My mom and I were sitting on her bed talking about the year she missed. We talked about Jonathan being locked away, me moving in with the Lightwoods, and Jace.

"Hey mom, did anything dad did seem suspicious?" I asked, not wanting to hear the answer.

"Clary, you know that I was in a coma because of your father. He didn't want me to tell anyone."

"Tell anyone what?" the look on her face was scaring me. Did she know about Jace?

"Your father had shot two people, a married couple, but didn't know what to do with the child. He had hidden the boy in our summer house for a year before he escaped. I found the boy and was on my way to tell the police when your father came home and caught me. He was livid and I couldn't get away I-" My mother broke off, tears in her eyes. I scooted closer and wrapped my arms around her. It was weird to have her back.

"It's okay Mom. I know the boy who he took. I actually know him better than you might think. He got away Mom. He is fine," My mother's sobs slowed down but I couldn't help the feeling that the last part was a lie. Was he fine? I hadn't seen him in almost a day, having spent the night at the hospital.

There was knock on the door and a nurse peeked her head in. " Ladies, you have a visitor," She opened the door wider. Well speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.

Jace stood in the doorway, a look of remorse painted on his face. His eyes shone with love and I knew he wasn't mad at me. The look quickly turned into surprise when he say my mother awake.

I answered his unspoken question by saying, "Jace, I'd like you to meet my mom. Mom, this is the boy you saved. He also happens to be my boyfriend."

SO MANY SHOCKERS! Please R&R if you want to find out what happens next! I think we will have many more chapters left. This chapter was fun to write but now I must go and hide. LOVE YOU!