A/N: So heres the next chappie, as promised. Sorry once again for the ridiculously long wait. Ive been so busy. Thanks for all the amazing positive reviews. I loved every one of them!

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Clary POV

I stared up at Jace. Wanting so badly to give into the concern I saw on his face, the sympathy. To throw myself at him and not let go until everything was fine. To hide away and let myself believe that someone was going to take care of me, that someone was thoughtful enough to worry about an evil girl with an evil life.

But I couldn't. Because I was Clarissa Morgenstern and I had to stay strong no matter what. So I wiped the tears from my cheeks and locked away my sadness and stood up.

"Yes?"I asked, calm as ever.

"Are you ok?" Jace asked.

I almost snorted. What a stupid question.

"Fine." I said shortly.

"Liar." He said immediately.

"I've been called worse." I sniffed and moved past him.

"Clary." He called after me.

I ignored him, forcing my expression back to stone and smoothing back my hair. I looked down, studying the intricate carpet, trying to distract myself. It wasn't working. I heard footsteps behind me and picked up the pace, I glanced over my shoulder and saw Jace following. Smack. I walked straight into a wall of muscle. Ouch

"God, ever heard of moving out the way?" I glared up at Riley. He smirked down at me.

"Ever heard of hiding your emotions? We don't have time for your personality crisis sweetie. We need answers." He said, matching my tone.

My eyes went cold.

"Find your damn answers yourself! I don't have anything to tell you." I shot back

"Even so. We need to talk." He went to grab my arm but I stormed ahead of him, back into the library. All eyes turned to me and I stopped short, unsure of how to act now that I knew the truth. I floundered for a moment as they stared. Crap this was embarrassing. Pull yourself together, Clarissa! I went to my chair and sat straight, rigid.

"What are Valentine's plans?" Robert asked.

I sighed and leaned back in my chair. A part of me wanted to tell them everything and damn the consequences but the rest of me screamed not to. That even though I was epically pissed off with him, Valentine must have had his reasons for doing what he did. Maybe he thought she would actually hurt me Stephen had already hit me to get me to talk. He must have loved me. So I rolled my eyes and put on a bored expression.

"Not this again! As I was just telling Riley, I don't have anything else. Valentine might be an ass but he's not stupid."

"Stupid? Why would he consider sharing his plans with you stupid?" Jocelyn asked.

My hand subconsciously moved to my right hand and I looked away.

"No reason. He just doesn't trust anyone." I muttered. I felt Jocelyn's eyes narrow on me and refused to look at her.

I sensed the adults looking at each other and Jocelyn cleared her throat.

"We should leave this for now. Clary is obviously exhausted and we need to make further plans regarding the Cu-" she was cut off with a sharp glance from Maryse but I leaned forwards eagerly.

"The Cup?" I repeated, unable to help myself. I could just imagine the look on Blackwell's face when I went back with the mortal cup.

Jocelyn looked trapped.

"I-"

"That is not your concern, Clarissa."

I was about to argue but then sat back. Arguing wouldn't help me. Besides, perhaps one of the other teens knew about the location of the cup. I'd have to be nice. I put on an angelic smile and stood up.

"Whatever. I'm going to my room and sleeping for the rest of the day." I turned and walked out of the library.

"The act doesn't fool me." Riley's voice behind me made me wince.

"Don't you have anything better to do than follow me?" I snapped

"Not right now, sour girl." He drawled " Especially as I know you're up to something. And I'm not leaving you alone for one moment until I find out what it is."

"What makes you think that?"

"You gave up too easily. I saw the interest in your eyes when Jocelyn mentioned the cup. Guess what? You're not getting it. No ones stupid enough to tell you where it is."

I stopped cold and stared at him. He stared right back, frowning.

"I don't know what you're talking about but I can assure you that I have no intention of doing anything to benefit Valentine until I know what the hell is going on with both my parents."

He smirked, looking as though he had won the lottery.

"I never said anything about benefitting Valentine. I know that you're a smart girl. You must have an agenda of your own. I just have to wait and see it."

"You'd love that wouldn't you. Me to do something that would piss off the Clave so much that they either kill me or strip my marks." I glared.

Without waiting for an answer, I walked off, heading towards my room. When I reached it I turned and slammed the door in Riley's face. Before he could open it, I dragged the vanity in front of it, hoping for a little privacy.

Right, now I had time to think. Oliver. Where was he now? It was obvious that as soon as I went outside Valentine would somehow get Oliver to me. I thought about the memory I saw. The one that I didn't seem to remember until the silent freaks dragged it out of me. It made me wonder if Valentine had messed up my memories. And if so, how many. I shook off that line of thoughts and came up with a plan. To get out of here, even for an hour, I'd have to make nice with the other teens. I sighed and walked over to the door, moving the vanity and opening it. Riley stood there, glaring.

"Don't do that again or I'll remove the door permanently." He growled.

I made a face and skirted round him, bored with his increasingly annoying threats. I reached the main hall, by what I assumed was the front door. I slowed as I heard loud voices.

"Izzy, that's so crazy I cant believe you said that to him." My brother sounded amused.

"Well how else was I supposed to get invited to Magnus Bane's party? I'd like to see you try!" the girls voice was shrill and defensive

"Calm, Iz, Jon just means that sometimes you don't think through your actions before you act." That was Jace. "Anyway, lets just go to Taki's. We'll all be calmer after."

I chose that moment to appear to them.

"I know right? I mean haven't the last few days been stressful. All we need is a nice drink at a nice place." I put on a big smile and bounded up to the three shadowhunters.

They turned to me looking shocked. Riley caught up to me and grabbed my arm.

"Absolutely not! I told you I'm onto you." He glared down at me.

"Oh come on! What's the worst I can do? I don't have a stele, or weapons, and there are more of you than me." I pouted. Seeing their still skeptical looks, I summoned some tears. "And-and I've never really been around people my own age. I just want to get to know my brother."

I looked over at Jon as I said the last part, seeing hope in his expression. I ploughed on, putting some more emotion in my voice.

"Valentine took that away from me. Why would I go back to him now? Hell, I'd happily give away his plans."

"Earlier you said he hadn't told you anything." Riley sounded smug. Like he'd caught me out.

"That wasn't the whole truth. It's not like I didn't snoop around his office from time to time." I said, not a total lie but an exaggeration. "And anyways, I didn't want to tell the adults anything. Lets say it's an authority thing."

Jace studied me carefully and I knew I'd won them over with the last part. They were stupidly loyal to the Clave and would do anything to get information needed.

"Don't make me regret this." Riley said, I could hear the threat in his voice.

I smiled up at him as he grabbed my arm.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he took out a stele.

"It's a binding rune. Just to make sure you cant get too far away from me or you'll lose consciousness."

"Whatever." I didn't care. If Valentine could get Oliver to me he would have to do it while I was with Riley.

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