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The room was absolutely silent, but the inquisitors question seemed to echo through the room as everyone waited for my answer. It seemed as if time stopped as I stood there wearing the customary shadow hunter clothing, form fitting, black, leather clothing. It was what I felt comfortable in. Right now, I felt the farthest from comfortable. I was standing in a room I had forgotten the name of in Alicante. Around me was a ring of various shadow hunters, some I recognized the faces of (Alec, Clary, Jace, Liz, Everette, Isabelle, and various others I had met), but most I did not now. At the head of the circle, the inquisitor, Stephano Herondale, sat on a raised platform. It showed just how important he was.

"Was Raphael one of the vampires who kidnapped you at the club?" Inquisitor Stephano asked me for the second time, a hint of irritation in his voice.

My mind snapped back into my body, for I had drifted away in thought. I turned my head to look at Raphael. His icy back eyes that were like two black holes lodged into his face pierced m own steely green ones. He slowly raised an eyebrow and the shadow of a smirk appeared on his lips, like he was inviting me to tell them that he was. I felt a guilty pleasure at the fact that his life may depend on my answer.

"Miss Wayland!" Inquisitor Stephano boomed, his voice echoing off the glass walls.

My eyes were torn away from Raphael's as my head snapped up to look at Inquisitor Stephano.

"No." I replied.

"Excuse me?" Inquisitor Stephano demanded, taken a back. He must of thought I meant that I was refusing to answer.

"No he was no one of them." I clarified. I looked over at Raphael and saw a prominent smirk on his face.

I gave him just what he wanted.

"Take your seat Miss Wayland." Inquisitor Stephano told me.

I could have lied… but the truth would always set you free.

Relieved that all of this was finally over, I gratefully walked back to my seat between Liz and Jace and sat down.

The smirk didn't waver from Raphael's face as a Shadowhunter unlocked the chains and he was set free. He had to stay in Alicante for another night because of a counsel meeting. Raphael was escorted out, he had to pass me to get to the door and gave me a wink that said "see you later." I was pretty sure nobody but me had seen it, the thought of it just made me cringe on the inside.

The meeting was adjourned and everyone stood as the Inquisitor walked out. People began to mingle, but I quickly walked out being followed by Everette and Elizabeth. The three of us walked in silence. The air was tense between us along the whole way.

We arrived at the Wayland Manor. The place was three stories high of dark, gray brick and had a high, black, shingled roof to cap off the top. The red shutters, that were s bit faded from the weather, were closed tightly over the widows that were placed a irregular intervals up and down the walls. As I stood there staring at it, even the clouds above it seemed like they were darkening.

I took a deep breath and walked up the cobblestone path that lead to the door that matched the shutters. At one time, the door had been a bright red. Tears welled up in my eyes as I forced them back like I did to the long hidden memories that rose to the surface.

My face was as hard as a stone as I pulled the old brass key from my pocket and fit it into the lock, it was a perfect match. I twisted and pushed, the door opened only with slight troubles. My hand moved almost unconsciously to the light switch to the left off the door and flicked it on brightening up the entry.

"Home sweet home," I muttered.

I walked down the hallway, my shoes making the familiar click on the hardwood. The tasteful, flower print wall paper hadn't faded a bit. Everything was the same as we had left it except for the thin layer of dust that coated everything. I picked up my pace to an almost running speed as I went down to the last door on he right. I twisted the door knob, and threw it open. A small smile lit up my face as I looked at it. Green and black vertical stripes covered the walls. The black lead up to the roof and the green to the carpet. I smiled looking at the dark wood bed with the bright blue covers and remembered sitting there practicing throwing chakrans. My gaze trailed to the five targets around the room, noticing how the all looked like an over used pincushion. The walls around them looked the same.

I turned back and looked out the door. What caught my eye first was Elizabeth who was dong the same thing I was a few moments ago. The second thing I noticed, was Everette looking curiously over her shoulder at Elizabeth's childhood room. The Next, was study door. Behind the oak door was the place my parents could be found the most. They were always looking for things we hadn't learned. Always trying to Make Elizabeth and the best shadow hunters we could be. The thought of it brought a wave of tears to my eyes. These ones, I couldn't push back.

I dropped my bag in the doorway of my room and ran. I had no idea where I was going, but I needed to get away. I' not emotional, I can't be. I ground my teeth together. I don't feel emotions, They're a sign of weakness.

And I sure as hell don't cry.

I ran out the front door of the house and kept going. I followed as many unfamiliar paths as I could, just so that I wouldn't stumble upon any more memories. I suddenly stopped, but didn't turn around.

"Elizabeth, Everette, I don't know how you two are shadow hunters because your horrible at sneaking." I told them.

Elizabeth slunk out o the shadows with Everette on her heels. "Im sorry Rose… I couldn't just let you go… do you want someone to talk to?"

I turned to look at her, "No Elizabeth, I just want to be left alone."

A saddened look crossed her face and a flash of guilt passed through me. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth, I just need to be alone." I said and turned back down the path the began to run again.

After what felt like hours, I was deep into the forest. I was sure nobody would come out here and find me. I leaned back against a tree and slid down the trunk to a sitting position. I couldn't feel the rough bark scraping my back through my leather shirt. I pulled my knees up close to my chest and gave my emotions the free reign they wanted.

Tears silently streamed down my face as I thought about my parents. They didn't deserve the ending they got. They didn't deserve to be killed. The memory was still fresh in my mind, I remembered it like it was yesterday.

They came out of nowhere, the faeries that is. We were walking through central park. My parents had been called to New York for a mission. Elizabeth had stayed at the institute, she was playing with the other kids, Isabelle and Alec. Isabelle was ten, same as Elizabeth, and Alec was 11 one year older. I really wanted to see central park, so they took me. It was broad daylight, nobody expected them to attack. They came up behind my parents, instantly killing them and dragging them away. For some reason, they left me to live. Somehow I had made it back to the institute.

While I had been reliving that horrid memory, I hadn't noticed someone coming up beside me, until they touched my shoulder. My eyes flew open and were staring at the ones I had recently came to see very often.

"Raphael, what do you want now?" I asked, not bothering to try and cover up my, puffy, red eyes.

"Have you been crying?" he asked

"you didn't answer my question." I replied stonily.

"Did something happen?" he asked, completely ignoring my question again. Impossibly, I thought I saw something flash behind his eyes. Back behind all the cold, hard hate. This was Raphael, who did I think I was looking at? I probably was just seeing things.

"why do you even care?" I asked

"Because." He replied curtly. "now are you ok or not?"

"I'm fine. I don't need your help." I told him. "Now if you aren't going to answer my question, get lost."

"because… I think that… I care about you." Raphael told me.

I looked at him confused. "ummm… what? How does that answer my question."

Raphael rolled his eyes looking agitated at my 'stupidity.' "At the Hotel Dumont, you asked me why I wanted to keep you alive. I just answered."

"I thought you had told Damen you wanted me for food." I asked confused. Raphael was up to something, I was sure of it. Every story I heard about him said that he hated anything that wasn't a vampire.

"I lied." He said simply.

I stood up and glared at him. "You're such a jerk!" I yelled. Who did he think he was? Trying to toy with my emotions. I think not. He had already made a fool of me. It wasn't happening again. "if I ever see you again, I swear I'll kill you with my own two hands." I told him and walked off.

Raphael stood watching me, not saying a word, not making a move to follow me.

a/n oooooooooooooh how do you like Raphael now? also, if you haven't read it go read the adventures of shadowhunters and friends by me and lightwood and fray. its under my profile and you should excpect an update for it this weekend... one last thing COMMENT!