"Clary wait!" Simon yelled.

"Simon you know how important it is I talk to-"

"Jace- yeah I know. I just wanted to say.. I think you should go to the hospital first." Clary gave him a look that asked if he was insane. "Just listen. Like you said this idea, of you talking to Jocelyn probably isn't going to work."

"What's your point Simon?"

"My point is you can go to the hospital try it out and be back within an hour, but the conversation your so hell bent on having with Jace is going to take more time than that. You wont want to go to the hospital after."

"I don't want to go now, and what do you mean 'hell bent?"

"I think Simon is right you should go to the hospital before you speak to Jace, about whatever it is you have to tell him. Visiting hours will be over soon." Maryse added. Clary looked to Jace who shrugged.

"We have all night." Clary sighed and gave Lucian a weathering glare.

"Fine, but lets make this fast. I'd like to get some sleep before the trial, Jocelyn is the last thing I should be dealing with right now." Lucian nodded.

"I'll come with you."

"No, you wait here Jace."

"Why?" She bit her lip.

"Can you just trust me when I tell you there's a reason, and I'll explain when I get back?" Jace's eyes searched her face, as if he was looking for an explanation written there.

"Fine, but then Alec goes with you." He crossed his arms.

"Why Alec, I could go with her." Simon sounded annoyed.

"In case she... loses her temper with him," Jace nodded to Lucian, "or Jocelyn. No offense but shes pretty strong, I don't think you could hold her if you needed to." Simon puffed up like all males do when their pride is wounded.

"No offense but you couldn't hold her either." Simon looked down at the scratches on Jace's arms.

"It's fine, I don't mind Alec coming, even tho I don't think it's necessary, I won't lose my temper again." Clary interrupted before they could continue arguing. "If he doesn't mind that is."

"I don't mind."

"Wonderful, well I have a date. If you'll excuse me." Isabelle stated before leaving the room.

"Well that's settled. Just be careful, and if you run into any trouble get back here as quickly as possible. The Clave will have my head if you're not here in the morning."

"I'll be here. I wouldn't repay your kindness in such a way."

Clary was sitting in Alec's lap, her back was to Lucian, and her knees were touching the passenger's door. It was awkward for Clary, who had no experience with males in her age group- beside Simon, and Jonathan. But she had never sat on their laps. She sat stiffly afraid to move an inch and worrying that she was crushing him. Alec didn't seem bothered in the least. This was odd to Clary, even if he was used to having teenage girls in his lap, (and he didn't look like the type that would be,) he should have some sort of reaction. Yet he seemed completely unperturbed.

She was staring out the window, trying not to gawk. The city was so... loud, and slightly scary. It was also not nearly as beautiful as she thought one of the most famous cities in the world should be. People were yelling and blasting what she assumed was supposed to be music. She knew it was silly and childish, but she expected mundanes to look... different in some way. Their clothing was very different from what she thought normal, but besides that there was nothing about them screaming 'I am not a Shadowhunter!' Still this wasn't home, it made her miss Idris, and realize exactly how sheltered her childhood was. Her thoughts must've been obvious on her face because Alec broke the silence.

"You've never been to a big city before?"

"I've been to Alicante; but besides that no. I haven't been out of Idris."

"Ever?"

"No, my father let me leave the manor if I asked on my birthday's- I was going to ask him to take me to Paris this year."

"Wait- Valentine only let you leave the manor on your birthday?"

"Yes, I asked for the first time on my thirteenth birthday, we rode horses to Lake Lynn." Clary smiled at the memory- her, Jonathan, and their father riding and laughing through the woods and countryside. It was one of her favorite memories. Alec was staring at her in shock.

"The first time you left the manor you were thirteen?"

"Yes. I told you earlier, my father kept me safe and hidden."

Clary was starting to feel uncomfortable. Alec was still staring. She fought the urge to shift, she wouldn't show him how much his astonished eyes were unnerving her. Also she was sitting in his lap, shifting would only make the situation much more awkward. After a moment he looked away, moving his gaze to the window. Clary soon followed his example, and the rest of the ride was spent in silence.

It only took Clary a few minutes to decide she did not like hospitals. The smell numbed her mouth and nose, and there were far to many people. All of them in brightly colored pajamas. The mundanes in regular clothes were all holding cellular phones, or balloons. It was fascinating in a distasteful way. Clary's footsteps slowed as they approached the room. She did not want to go in there. Knowing Jocelyn was just behind the door made her hands shake in rage. Her heart was beating louder, she didn't realize she had stopped outside the door until Alec put a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm fine." But it came out through clenched teeth.

"Your eyes are gold again." Clary looked away.

"Lets just get this over with."

Lucian was sitting in a chair beside the bed, he stood when Clary and Alec walked in and took several steps back. There on the bed was Jocelyn Fairchild. At her first glimpse of the woman Clary's lips went into a sneer. Jocelyn didn't look harmed. If it wasn't for the tube going into her arm Clay would think she was sleeping. She noticed with revulsion that she had many features from this woman. Thank the angel her hair wasn't red.

"My name is Clarissa Morgenstern, will you wake up so I can leave?" Clary waited a moment and then shrugged. "Oh well, I tied. Can we go now?"

"Try telling her about yourself."

"You want me to share my personal life with her? No. I did as you asked, I came, I spoke. It didn't work. My job here is done."

She was about to turn and leave the room when her vision went white. A second later she was seeing a shimmering gold rune made up of intertwining spirals. It was simple, but Clary could tell it was very powerful. As soon as it was burned into her memory her vision returned. Alec was holding her steady, and Lucian had taken a step closer. "Damn it Ithuriel."

"Are you alight Clary?" Alec was looking down at her.

"Yes," she then looked to Lucian. "There was a glass box full of food at the end of the hall."

"The vending machine?" He asked confused by what she was getting at.

"I don't care what you call it. Just go get something with a lot of sugar." He still looked confused, but left the room to do as she said.

"I should leave you like this, you selfish bitch." She spat the words with such venom that Alec took a step closer in case he really did have to hold her back from attacking the unconscious woman. Clary took the arm that the tube wasn't connected to and pulled it roughly so the inside of her arm was facing up. "Alec, come over here." Clary hated Jocelyn even more, she was about to show Alec more of how much a freak she is. "I'm going to draw a rune, it will take a lot of my strength. I don't think I've ever drawn one so powerful before. So be ready to catch me, and make sure I eat the sugar." He was about to start asking her questions, so Clary turned away from him and took out her stele. She started to draw the intertwining spirals pushing her power into every mark she made. The stele was glowing a blinding white in her hand. She finished just as Lucian opened the door. Clary took a step back, her vision swam, and the room tilted- before everything went black.

Alec caught Clary before she hit the floor. He picked her up and set her in the chair, kneeling in front of her, he made sure she was still breathing. "She said she would need sugar. Did you get the candy?" Alec looked over to Lucian when he didn't answer. He was staring at Jocelyn.

"I've never seen that rune before." He sounded amazed. Alec stood and walked back over.

"Neither have I." Lucian and Alec both looked back to Clary, who was still unconscious. "What is she?"

"I think that's rather obvious. She bleeds gold, speaks Enochian, and creates runes no Shadowhunter has seen before. She's angelic. I don't know how... what Valentine did, but she has angel blood running through her veins."

"Earlier, she said when her mother left, Jocelyn called her and Jace experiments. But how would he get angelic blood?"

"I don't know, but it seems he did." They were both still staring at Clary when they heard the figure on the bed stir. They spun around. Jocelyn's color had returned to a more healthy pink, and her eyelids were fluttering.

"Jocelyn!" Lucian rushed to her side.

"Valentine... the Cup, wants the Cup." She was looking up at him as if seeing through a haze.

"Shh.. don't worry about that now."

"Tell me Lucian, did he get it?" Jocelyn sat up, or made an attempt at it at least. Her eyes went to Alec. "Who are you?"

"Yes, he has the Cup. He has had it for months now."

"My name is Alec Lightwood Ms. Morgenstern."

"Fray, my name is Fray now. What is a Lightwood doing here Lucian?!"

"I'm her escort." Alec nodded to Clary who was slightly behind him, drawing Jocelyn's attention to the unconscious girl.

"Who..." Jocelyn's voice trailed off as she took in the sleeping girl. White blood curls and a face only slightly different than her own. "Clarissa." She said the name like a prayer. Tears fell from her eyes as she scrambled to get up. She ripped the tube from her arm and tried to stand, but her legs were to weak. "Luke please, help me, I need to see her!"

"Joc, Valentine lied to her. She has been raised to believe you abandoned her- for me. She tied to kill me when she saw me. I don't think she would react well if she woke up with you next to her." Jocelyn's tears increased with every word he spoke. Alec was feeling very uncomfortable.

"I would never have left her! Lucian please! If she truly hates me don't make me miss what could be my only opportunity to touch my baby." Alec saw the conflict on Lucian's face, but in the end he could not deny her. He helped her stand and walk over to the chair.

"So beautiful, my Clarissa." Jocelyn cooed as she stroked Clary's cheek, more tears falling. Unfortunately this caused Clary to stir. Her eyes opened and locked on eyes identical to her own. Her face was shocked for a moment before she threw herself to the side falling out of the chair to the floor, and crawling away from the woman who gave birth to her.

"Clarissa please! You have to listen to me.."

"No! Stay away from me!" Clary crawled until she was as far away from Jocelyn as the small room would allow.

"I never would have left you! I thought you were dead! Please you must understand."

"Lies! You didn't want me or Jonathan!"

"Your brother was..."

"Is! My brother is alive." Jocelyn's face paled.

"Do you know what your father did to Jonathan?" She didn't step closer, but Alec could tell she wanted to.

"Shut up! I know what he did, and it doesn't matter to me, he is still my brother! But you hated him the moment you laid eyes on him. Father told me you screamed and refused to even hold him. You're a worthless mother, no you're not a mother at all. Alec, please, get me out of here."

"What are you talking about? Jace..." Alec looked angry and confused.

"Clarissa please just give me five minutes to explain." Jocelyn was wringing her hands and looking increasingly desperate.

"No, I don't give a damn what you have to say. I would've let you rot here, you can show your gratitude by staying the hell away from me mother." Clary spoke the last word like it was poison. "I did as you asked Lucian, however against my will it was. Now return me to the Institute."

"You can't go to the Institute- Valentine will find you!" Clay glared at her.

"I don't have a choice, in the morning I will be tried by the Sword. Besides I have no fear of my father, he raised me, loved me, he would never harm me. Alec the sugar? I need to get out of here, it will give me some strength back." Lucian walked over to hand her a candy bar, Clary snatched it out of his hand ripping open the wrapper. Alec helped her stand and walk to the door. Jocelyn was pleading for her to stay, to listen, Clary ignored her.

"I'm sorry Jocelyn, I'll come back after I drop them off. But she came here and helped when she didn't want to. The least I can do is bring her back when she asks. Try to calm down I'll be back soon." Alec looked back in time to see Jocelyn collapse on the hospital bed- Clay however did not look back.