"They're here." I said, walking into Jonathan's bedroom.
He was sitting on his bed with a thoughtful expression on his face. At first sight, it looked like he hadn't even noticed me, but then his eyes met mine.
"I've heard." he said neutrally. "When can I expect the Clave on my door?"
"With extremely bad luck, tomorrow afternoon." I smirked.
His eyebrows rose, like he thought I was joking. I waved my hand nonchalantly.
"Don't worry. I irritated them so much I think they'll skip dinner just to avoid seeing me. And I even said I was the good half."
Jonathan didn't find my story as funny as I had thought he would. He was still expressionless like a statue.
"What do they know about me?"
"Just that you exist." I grinned. "They don't even know you're a guy. I've been very careful. Parabatai has been my favourite word, if you can believe it."
Finally, he smiled. It wasn't a big smile, but it was Jonathan's good old mocking smile.
"Now I see what you meant by irritating them."
"I have a degree in that area." I laughed.
"But, when Amelia calls us for a meeting, there will still be problems." Jonathan's smile was lost.
His words reminded me.
Crap! I forgot to tell them. I wanted to punch myself for having been so careless about that. But, I didn't. My brain had better things to do, like coming up with an idea how Jonathan could avoid going at the meeting.
"I'll say you don't feel well. And we'll do some research without you." I came up with nothing better and Jonathan knew it was a crap of a plan.
"I've never been sick before. They'll be either suspicious or too worried about me. If they call the Silent Brothers, I can as well hand myself over to the Clave right now."
I crossed my arms over my chest, considering our options. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Both of our gazes turned to Amelia, who came in.
"We'll have a meeting in five minutes linked to the person who summons demons." she said and was gone in a second. She didn't wait for our answer, so we couldn't complain.
When the door closed behind Amelia, Jonathan looked at me.
"What are we going to do now, Sam?"
I didn't have enough time for any smarter action. We had to try.
"Stay here. I'll try my best." I said and followed Amelia's example. I left the room before Jonathan could say a word.
There were seven persons sitting in the dining room. Four of newcomers, Amelia, her husband Thomas and I. I came the last one, probably because I had been the last one who had found out about the meeting. That was also probably the only reason Amelia didn't complain. But, when I closed the door behind me, she frowned.
"Where's Jonathan?"
I looked at her calmly.
"He doesn't feel very well. He's gone to sleep."
"Why didn't he say something when I came to his room?" the interrogating continued.
"I've barely convinced him to skip this meeting. He's some bad headache. There's no need for him to tire himself out, I'll tell him everything he needs to know."
"Maybe we should call the Silent Brothers." Thomas suggested.
"There's no need." I said, trying to keep my voice calm and unworried. "He'll be fine by tomorrow. He just needs some rest."
I sat at the opposite side of the table from Jace, next to Isabelle.
"I knew your parabatai was a guy." Jace whispered to me.
"Good for you." I said ironically and then devoted my attention to Amelia.
She noticed I wasn't behaving nicely, but didn't comment anything. I guessed she thought her gaze was speaking for her.
"So, the reason why you've come here is: We need to track down a warlock responsible for the recent demons' attacks."
Warlock may be summoning demons, but someone else entirely could be behind this. We've never had any problems with London's warlocks. I thought, but said nothing. I continued to listen to Amelia.
"For a start, we'll visit every warlock in London. We'll see if they know anything about this."
"I'm sorry." Jace interrupted, not sounding sorry at all. "But, how are we going to find every warlock in London? There must be hundreds of them."
Amelia wasn't distracted by his question.
"Only very powerful warlocks can summon so many demons. There are four warlocks in London that are powerful enough."
"So, we'll pay them a visit and have a tea party." Jace grinned.
Once again, Amelia didn't pay even a slightest attention to him. I was really impressed that she wasn't annoyed by Jace and yet dissatisfied by that she was constantly annoyed by me.
"Thomas and I will visit one of them tonight." she said, commanding the situation. "Five of you can visit the other one."
At that second the room exploded with shouting and yelling.
"I'm not going anywhere with them!" I protested.
"She has her parabatai! She can go with him!" the red-haired girl shouted.
"Enough!" Thomas shouted suddenly.
Everybody obeyed in a second. Thomas was the calmer one between the Waylands, so making him angry was really a bad idea. He could be more dangerous that his wife if he was really pissed off. And obviously he was.
"You said Jonathan wasn't well enough." he said, addressing me. "And you can't go alone to a warlock's place. On the other hand, they," he pointed towards teenagers sitting around me. "They need a guide through London. So, you'll go together, understood?"
I still wanted to protest, but he was right. I nodded calmly.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Amelia nodded. I wasn't sure, but I thought I saw her caressing her husband's shoulder for solving the situation.
"That's settled, then. Get ready. We're leaving in ten minutes."