I LIIIIED I'm updating now :) It's a short chapter, pretty much a filler. Don't worry I'm working on the next one already! Also, I still want your opinions on the playlists! I've only gotten a couple but not enough to make a decision

JPOV

Jace was pacing back and forth with his fists clenched by the bar; Clary had been gone for almost ten minutes now. What could they possibly be talking about? He asked himself angrily. He knew they had only met a few days before, and he had been away, sick for most of them. Maybe they were just catching up? He stopped himself from intruding on their conversation; he didn't want to be that overprotective boyfriend. He paused. Am I even her boyfriend? He shook his head; of course he was! He stared at the door for another few minutes with his brow furrowed, tapping his foot on the floor of the club repetitively.

CPOV

"I will never come with you!" Clary spat, her eyes practically in flames from her anger. She tried to pull out of Simon's grasp but he wouldn't budge.

"Now, now, Clary, why don't you want to come home with your father?"

"You're not my father! You're a sick, twisted man and I want nothing to do with you!" Clary fumed. Valentine only tuted in disappointment.

"I would recommend that you come with me, Clarissa, seeing as you're so adamant about finding Jonathan." At that, Clary looked up, eyes wide.

"What?" she asked, it only came out as a whisper.

"I really was hoping I wouldn't have to do this." Valentine said, walking towards her; he grabbed her head with both hands and pressed his forehead to hers.

Clary gasped at the sudden explosion of images flying before her eyes. Valentine watching her and her brother playing at the park when they were nine. Clary falling and getting hurt and Jonathan carrying her to their house. She screamed for him to stop but the images kept flooding her mind. Jonathan walking home from work; the night he disappeared. The last image was burned into her memory, she screamed in agony as she watched Valentine grabbed him, knocking him unconscious and carrying him away.

Valentine stepped away from Clary, she hung her head from exhaustion.

"You're lying." She said firmly, not looking up. "You don't have Jonathan, you never wanted him, you only ever wanted me because I have angel blood in me, you only want me for my abilities."

Valentine only stared at her, slightly amused.

"I will not. Go with you." She said, suddenly glaring into his eyes.

Valentine looked towards the door quickly before gesturing to Simon to keep Clary quiet. A hand clamped over her mouth.

Just then, Jace burst through the door into the alley. He looked over at her, her eyes wide and full of fear and pain.

"Let her go!" Jace screamed as he ran towards her in an attempt to get Simon off her. Before he could reach her, the two men beside Valentine, Pangborn and Blackwell, grabbed him by his arms. Valentine laughed and walked up to Jace, Clary looked between the two men frantically. Valentine stepped forward onto Jace's knee, breaking it. Clary screamed for him to stop but it came out muffled and unnoticed beneath Simon's hand.

Jace clenched his fists, unwilling to allow Valentine the pride of knowing he had hurt him. He stepped back before turning to punch him in the face, blood poured down Jace's face. Clary began crying, sobbing, screaming hysterically for him to stop. She watched as Blackwell and Pangborn took turns punching and kicking him in every exposed spot; his stomach, back, throat. Clary tried begging them to stop but Simon still had his hand over her mouth. She lifted her foot and dug her heel into Simon's shin, stepping down hard; she could practically feel his skin rip off his leg. He screamed and released her. Clary ran towards the two men, throwing herself on top of Jace who was now lying in a heap, unconscious.

"Stop!" She screamed, her vision blurred from the tears.

Valentine grabbed her by her hair roughly, causing her to whimper. He looked at her with his eyes full of disgust.

"To love is to destroy, Clary, and to be loved is to be destroyed." Valentine said, his cold eyes piercing her. She straddled Jace's limp body, protecting him with her own body. Pangborn tried to pull her off but she refused to move.

"Stop!" she pleaded, "please…stop…I'll go with you…just leave him alone."

Valentine smiled menacingly, he reached to grab her arm and lift her up but she recoiled.

"Let me heal him first," she said, not tearing her eyes off Jace for a moment.

Valentine let go and she took Jace's face in her hands, she held his face only inches away from hers, her hair creating a curtain between them and Valentine.

"Please, please, please, Jace, wake up. Please be okay. Please Jace, please hold on." Clary whispered into his ear.

She gasped for air between sobs. Clary reached for her stele, she drew a healing iratze on his neck as her tears softly fell onto his cheeks. She squeezed her eyes closed and listened for his breathing; it was ragged, and his breaths were shallow, but at least he was breathing. She kept her eyes closed and waited until his breathing become more consistent; she listened intently while her salty tears slid to her numb lips. Once it went back to normal she looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Valentine standing off to the side, not really paying attention to her. She quickly drew a rune above Jace's heart and bent down to kiss it gently.

Finally after a few minutes she whispered into his ear.

"I love you Jace," her breath hitched, "and I'm sorry…please don't look for me."

Another tear fell from her face, landing on the rune she had drawn on his chest. She stood up shakily before walking to Valentine, she wiped her tears away. Simon stood beside her, Clary looked at him and he smirked, his eyes turning completely black for a moment. She gasped and as quickly as the black had appeared, it disappeared.