Right. I don't think that this is my best work so i may re-write this chapter but the initial idea will be the same and probably the happenings and most of the dialogue, we'll see. Anyway, hope you likw it...let me now and enjoy! R&R&R&R&R&R&R

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"Sangriva" Jace screamed as he charged forward, holding the seraph blade in front of him at the ready. The demon reacted by baring its teeth menacingly. Arrogant demon, Jace thought as he advanced. Yet, being the size that it was, who could blame it? Jace, ignoring it's vastness, slashed at it.

One. Jace counted as though he were playing golf and counting how many strokes of the ball it took to go in. Speaking of balls…Two, Jace decided it had to count.

"Three!" he shouted as the beast's blood seeped out of the slash in it's neck. The stupid thing didn't seem to realize that it's life here was quickly dripping away onto the nest's floor. It fell like a sack of sbuds – granted, a rather big sack of sbuds – into the puddle of blood so different from humans'.

The demon was disappearing and Jace was wiping the blade on his trousers when Isabelle appeared at the makeshift doorway, her hair falling around her and the whip carefully wound around her wrist, still dripping blood.

"Nice." She said, jerking her chin toward the spot where the demon had been. Jace walked past her, heading for the light of the ascending slope back to the real world. It was only midday, lunchtime, Jace thought and headed for the subway. Isabelle caught up with him easily.

"Did you expect any less?" Jace asked her. She snorted at his arrogance as an answer.

"Why didn't Alec come?" Isabelle asked.

"He went to check on Clary." Jace said in an overly neutral voice.

"Who?" Isabelle asked. Jace groaned. C'mon Isabelle, he thought, you're not exactly helping me drop it. But of course, she didn't know.

"That girl we saved a few nights ago, you know, the redhead that was attacked."

"Right, the one whose mother was taken?"

"Yeah."

"Do we have any motive?" Isabelle asked. "Coincidence or…"

"I don't know Isabelle" Jace said harshly. Isabelle closed her mouth with an audible snap of anger, though Jace doubted it would stay closed. But when Isabelle spoke again, she took him by surprise. "What is it Jace?" She asked tenderly.

Jace stopped. They were almost at the subway now and there were a lot of people about them, rushing in the direction they had been going to catch their ride.

"What makes you think there's anything the matter?" He asked. Isabelle raised her eyebrows. Stupid girls and their feelings shit. "I'm not gonna have a meaningful deep chat with you about my inner self Izzy." He said mockingly, earning a scowl. "Just accept that this tough outer shell is hiding nothing. Think of me as hollow. Jace Hollow Wayland who doesn't want to be filled, get it?" He turned and started to walk toward the subway again. This wasn't the first time Izzy had tried to open him up. She thought he was broken, dead inside, only able to love her and her family to a certain extent, but she hoped, and sometime believed, that Jace was simply complex and needed guidance and this was one of those moments which is why she wasn't likely to drop it.

"I didn't see you yesterday."

"You were with that guy, how was he by the way? Jace asked.

"Nuh,-uh, no changing the subject, I saw you with that girl."

"Right, you want me to have a girlfriend now?"

"No, but not no. I don't know. You seemed to care for her. No offence, but you're not nice a lot of the time."

"She was hurt and in shock," Jace said.

"Ok, fair enough. What about this I hear about you wanting to take her back with us? You thinking she was different?"

Jace kicked a pebble that was in the middle of the pavement. "Nothing. I got carried away; thought there was something strange in what she saw. There's probably an explanation, I shouldn't have suggested that she come back with us. It wasn't very shadowhunterlike." He said.

There was a lot more to it, but he wasn't going to share. The truth was, as he discovered yesterday as he trained all day long, was that he thought he'd felt something for the girl when he saved her. An urge to protect her, he thought. He'd come to the conclusion that she was a boring mundane who was attacked. He'd forget about her and not be distracted any more.

They reached the subway and Jace was ready to get the hell out of Brooklyn.

"Takis?" Isabelle asked and Jace nodded. As the doors opened he looked about him, thinking he smelt demon under the fumes and almost shouted as he saw a glimpse of shocking red hair. He looked closer but she was suddenly out of sight, hidden behind a tall guy in colour – major colour, rainbow pants, glitter, the lot. Jace blinked and they were gone.

"Jace? C'mon. What's over there?" Isabelle came off the carriage and stood next to him, peering at where Jace was still staring.

"Nothing, I'm imagining things now. C'mon." he took her upper arm and dragged her with him into the carriage and they were off, Isabelle confused, Jace shocked that he was actually disappointed that he'd only imagined seeing Clary.

Alec strut into Takis. It wasn't that he was particularly miserable; it was just how he was. He walked over to the table where Jace was sitting, leaning back with his arm resting on the back of his booth's chair. He was smiling at whatever Isabelle was saying and Alec had to be careful not to stare at his chest as it heaved with his laughter.

"Hey." He said as he slumped down next to Isabelle.

"You check on the girl?" She asked.

"Yeah, she'd left." I said simply.

Jace dropped his arm and the expression, replacing it with an eager look and his position mirrored his face as he leaned forward. "Left? What do you mean she'd left?"

"I mean she wasn't where we'd left her."

"Right, where was she?"

"My guess is she's gone to stay with relatives since her Mum was taken." Alec said, wishing Jace would act less concerned.

"Did the boy go with her?" Jace asked.

"No one was at the house, it was dark." Alec said, his voice implying that the story ended there. Jace didn't seem satisfied with this.

"Then how are we to know if she remembers?" Jace was impatient now.

"She'll think she imagined it. One mundane is not very high on our priorities list now is it? Drop it." Alec said.

Jace didn't say anything. Normally he would have, but he was deep in thought.

"Both of you drop it with this serious-talk. Here, something that will make us all feel better." Said Isabelle, plunging her hand into her purse and coming out with a bright peace of paper. "An invitation." She said. "Warlocks' parties are always fun."

Magnus' party...Should be interesting :D x