Another chapter for you all because I had the next part bugging me and it's currently 2:30am as I write this (3:41am as I upload this) and I should be sleeping. Oh well!

Jace POV

"Clary, I don't know if you can hear me, but please wake up soon. I know that you're meant to be healing, but I need some way of knowing you're okay. It's my fault you're in this state, I should have noticed what was going on sooner. I'm so sorry. I could have lost you when I'd only just got you back. I'm so sorry. I love you, I hope you know that. I wish I could have told you that sooner. I wanted to be the first one to tell you. I've got so many plans for us Clare. You're my future and I really need you right now." I held her hand as I confessed all of this to her. I felt her squeeze my hand as I finished speaking. I sighed and felt myself relax. Maybe she'd heard me after all and was trying to tell me she was okay.

Clary POV

Supposedly I'd been out cold for a week, that my body couldn't put up with the shock of the beating that it forced itself to sleep and it was quite normal for it to happen with the seriousness of my injuries. Whatever that means. Everything that I remembered from that night was a bit fuzzy. Supposedly it was natural and that I'd remember eventually. All I knew was that it felt like I'd been drinking tequila again and it had messed with my mind and my god everything hurt like I'd been run over by a steam roller.

So my injuries. I had three broken ribs, a broken leg, three broken fingers, two fingers on my right hand, one on my left. Serve bruising on my chest because of my broken ribs and punches and bruising along my arms. A black eye, split lip and eyebrow. Bruising along my leg that wasn't broken. On the plus side somehow my nose remained intact. And the best news of all I'd be in a wheel chair because the doctors didn't want me to put any weight on my leg. I'd have to be pushed around. I hated being reliable on someone. Maybe I could get an electric one.

Jace wouldn't leave me when I arrived at the hospital. He stayed with me in the room refusing to go until I woke up and told him to go away because he smelled bad. I don't really blame him for not wanting to leave me, knowing Jace he probably thought that it was his fault because he didn't notice sooner what was going on, but imagine if he didn't realise what was going on, I could have had far worse injuries.

While I was unconscious, Jace would sit beside my bed holding my hand, Magnus had walked on to Jace talking to me. Jace didn't realise that Magnus was there, or he'd heard the speech that Jace was telling me. He gave me the short version of what Jace had said. He said that he wanted to be the first one to tell me that he loved me, that he wanted to take me out and tell me somewhere special. That he couldn't imagine his life without me, he was so scared when he saw me crumbled on the floor bleeding that he'd lose me now that he had finally got me back. I kept Magnus and myself quiet. If he wanted to tell me those things he would in his own time. Magnus understood my reasoning.

I've got balloons and cards and chocolate and god knows what else in my room when all I wanted was to get my revenge on the stupid bitches that attacked me. Of course the police got involved and I was pressing charged against all the girls who attacked me. I don't know what was going to happen to them, I just let whoever it was deal with it. I didn't care what happened to them.

For one I hated being in this hospital, I hated their food, the clean smell that always lingered and not being able to go anyway. I'd been unconscious for a week and I'd already spent two days awake in here and I wanted out. I wanted proper food and coffee.

I was flicking through the TV channels and nothing was on I switched it off and threw the remote to the end of my bed in frustration.

"That's no way to treat the poor remote, what's it done to you?" Jace laughed as he walked into the room.

"It chose to have nothing on TV." I replied as he pulled a Starbucks coffee out his bag and handed it to me.

"My god." I moaned as I sniffed it. "I've dreamed about you for days." I confessed.

"Well that's nice, my god like self brings you coffee and instead of dreaming of me, you dream about the coffee." Jace sulked.

I stuck my tongue out at him and drank my coffee happily.

He informed me of all the latest going ons in the school, since he sadly had to go back when I woke up. He wasn't happy about it. He told me about things Izzy and Simon had done, I wasn't really paying attention. He still had black rings under his eyes, was he still not sleeping?

"Earth to Clare." he said as he waved in front on my face.

I blinked. "Sorry what?"

"I asked how you're feeling?"

"So, so. Everything still hurts and my ankle is so itchy."

"They said everything would hurt until it's properly healed, do you need any more pain meds?" he asked worriedly.

"No, I'm good, don't worry I'll tell you if it gets unbearable."

He smiled at me like he approved of my reply.

I rolled my eyes at him and sighed. "You have any idea when I'll be able to get out of here?"

"Not sure, I'll go ask for you." he replied and got up from the seat and walked out the door.

It was a few minutes before he came back with a wheel chair.

"So their, letting me out or a while?"

"Not exactly." he grinned. "I may or may not have stolen the wheelchair and commandeering you to outside before you lose your mind in here." he lifted me into the wheelchair, checking that out the door was safe from nurses before wheeling me out the room quickly towards an elevator.

"Why my hero, what would I do without you!" I replied cheekily.

He smirked at me and wheeled me to a garden. I breathed in the air happily. It was peaceful out here. We strolled along at a slow pace, one Jace seemed happy to keep at because he was afraid that when he'd walked quickly he'd hurt me. Silly boy.

We'd stayed outside for a while at least an hour listening to Jace's iPod and talking away until some nurses realised I'd gone from my room. They'd demanded that I'd be took back instantly. I sighed. I was put back in my room, filled with some more pain meds the moment I was back on my bed safely. Jace was telling me a story of the day again and I was fighting trying to stay awake. Jace must have noticed because he told me that I should sleep. I refused.

"Why must you be so stubborn. Must I sing you a lullaby again? We all know how well that worked last time." he told me smugly.

I gave him the finger and tried to get comfy in bed. He began to sing the lullaby and I was asleep before he even got to the chorus.

So chapter five is just some fluff. Chapter 6 will be written and uploaded tomorrow at some point. Please review. :)