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It may be longer between updates, not because of you or anything promise! It's more because I do have school (and I'm trying to do really well this term) but also the beta-ing process is longer than if I just updated straight away, but if I use a beta, it means I produce a better quality story which I think you all deserve.

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Impulses chapter 14: Hide and Seek

Those glittering gems stared uninterestedly back at Jace's own golden globes. A bored look crossed her face – definitely not what Jace was expecting. He thought she would be scared, or worried, or…well definitely not bored. She just stared at him with those unmoving, shocking eyes. Both Jace and Clary's bodies were as still as cold stone. But Jace didn't feel cold, in fact, far from it. He just felt so glad and relieved and every other positive emotion because Clary was alright, and that was the only thing that mattered.

"Clary," Jace whispered quietly, his hand intertwining with hers, just the way he loved to. However, all that warmth and happiness suddenly drained from him when he felt his wife's hand rip away from his own. Jace's insides turned to ice as he stared at where their hands were connected only moments ago, to her face, now painted with disgust and anger.

"Don't touch me," she spat viciously, venom dripping from her words. Jace began to feel dizzy. What the hell was happening? What had he done wrong?

He felt steel bars push against his chest, sending him flying back from the hospital bed and smashing him against the floor. The fiery Shadowhunter was sitting up casually in her bed, any evidence of her sudden outburst gone. He could see the IV drips straining against her arm, pulling against her skin. Clary didn't show any pain, however, just disinterest. She looked around slowly at her room before landing her eyes on Jace again.

"What are you doing here?" she shot at him. Anger dominated her voice, but her eyes were still sparkling and her face still blank.

"I – I'm…I'm here for you Clary," Jace stuttered. This was a new experience for him – he'd never been scared of Clary, even when he knew that she was dangerous and powerful, but here he was, sprawled on the floor, stuttering to his own wife.

"I don't want you here," Clary whispered scathingly as she turned and yanked the tubes out of her arm, getting up from her bed. Blood dripped down her arm from where the drips were seconds ago, but she continued to show little emotion other than anger.

"Clary, you need to lie down." Jace got up quickly and walked over to where Clary was. He attempted to carry her, but before he even touched her, Clary pushed hard against him. But, Jace was prepared this time and was able to stand his ground. Clary huffed in annoyance and glared at him, a scowl on her face.

"Don't ever tell me what to do," she muttered viciously, pushing aggressively past him and walking down the corridor towards the door. Jace just stood in the doorway watching her leave, as if his legs were glued to the ground. He wanted to chase after her so, so desperately, but something in him prevented him from moving even the slightest bit.

Jace caught the sight of two mundane nurses trying to hold Clary back from the door, however they could not match the strength of a Shadowhunter's and were soon flung against the floor, not dissimilar to what she had done to Jace. Within seconds, Clary was out of the door and walking towards the car park. Something clicked in Jace and his legs jolted him forward, causing him to sprint after her. He didn't know what he was doing, but his body decided to run after her, and run he did.

-Impulses-

"Iz, you gotta come! I can't keep her pinned down forever!" Jace shouted into his mobile. Clary was squirming under him as he tried his best to keep her down on the sidewalk. Passer-by stared and a couple of them whispered, but he knew that none of them would try to stop him. Mundanes only care about themselves.

"I'm coming! Where are you?" Isabelle's worried voice replied.

"Second Street!" Jace yelled back to her, trying to hold Clary down without hurting her. She had already bit into his arm (which still stung like crazy) and blood was dripping down to his elbow. Jace didn't take notice since he was focusing on his task of keeping Clary under control.

"Kay, be there in five!" Isabelle told Jace. Five minutes… Angel, he didn't know if he could last even that long.

"Clary, please stop! Please!" Jace tried to reason with her by attempting to pull her up with him so that they were both standing. He wrapped his strong arms around Clary and secured her tightly. Clary may be strong, but she was no match for Jace.

"Get off me!" she screamed at him loudly, thrashing about. Jace's shirt was smeared with blood from Clary's arm repeatedly whacking him. Whacking Jace had little effect, but Clary didn't give up. Jace just held her as she thrashed around, trying to free herself from Jace's grip.

It seemed like hours before Jace saw Isabelle running to his aid, knocking mundanes left and right.

"What the hell is going on?" she yelled urgently as she came up to where Clary was punching Jace in the gut.

"I have no idea, but we gotta get her to Magnus now!" Jace replied.

"Why didn't you put a silencing rune on her, Jace?" Isabelle shouted.

"Well, it wasn't like I had the time to grab my stele when my wife was collapsing on a road, now did I?" he shot back angrily. Jace knew he shouldn't be angry at Isabelle. After all, it wasn't her fault. In fact, without her, he'd be in a lot more trouble than this.

"I'll do it," she muttered, frustrated. She drew the intricate design on Clary's arm while Jace held it still. As soon as Isabelle was done, Clary stopped attacking Jace and slumped against him. He picked her up in his arms – bridal style – as he ran towards Magnus' apartment with Isabelle beside him.

He just prayed that Magnus could help him somehow.

-Impulses-

"I'm telling you, this girl is a legend," Magnus whispered as his fingers pressed slightly on Clary's forehead. She was unconscious and was resting on Magnus' dining room table, which Magnus wasn't particularly happy about. Smoky ultramarine tendrils were making their way from the warlock's ring covered fingers to Clary's head.

"And why…?" Jace asked, slightly annoyed that Magnus was finding so much enjoyment in Clary's outburst on the street. Isabelle had taken no time in recounting the story to Magnus.

"She is just completely badass without even knowing it!" Magnus exclaimed back to Jace, stepping away from Clary slightly. "I've fixed the wounds on her arm for you and she should wake up in a couple of minutes."

Magnus quickly exited the room, knocking his shoulder against the door frame in the process. There was definitely something going on with him. One moment he was joking about Clary, the next he walks out as fast as he could. Jace had too much on his mind at that moment to take much notice of the warlock's actions. He hesitantly reached for Clary's hand. Considering what had happened last time, he wasn't sure where her head would be at when she woke up.

But, true to Magnus' word, his beautiful wife woke up within minutes of Magnus' departure – much to Jace's relief. She was awake and Magnus had done…something to her (Jace didn't know what), so he should tread carefully around his short Shadowhunter even though it pained him to do so. He just didn't know how stable or how rational she was at the present time. The doctor had said something about not being able to make rational decisions and short term memory loss, so Jace had to make sure Clary had no opportunity to actually make an irrational decision.

"C-Clary?" Jace whispered quietly, looking at her calm face. Her eyes darted around, still lost in the world, before they found those familiar golden eyes tainted with caution and worry. She breathed in deeply before smiling sheepishly.

"Jace?" she laughed a bit to herself. "You've got blood all in your hair!" Clary burst into uncontrollable laughter that vibrated and shook her whole body. It seemed that during in process of holding Clary down, she'd smeared her own blood into his perfect hair. Super.

"Sure do baby," he replied, smiling back at her. His heart thawed, as he had his Clary back. His beautiful, stubborn, short, talented, dangerous Clary.

-Impulses-

"Jace!" Clary yelled loudly, her voice ringing throughout Magnus' apartment. She wasn't allowed to get out of the apartment because Magnus had to talk to Dr. Greshlim about the whole scenario with Clary running away. Obviously the doctor had come back to check on his patient and realized she was no longer there.

"JACE!" Clary screamed again down the halls. She ran down each corridor and into each room to find Jace. From the outside, Magnus' apartment looked pretty average, but on the inside it was the size of an estate mansion from the 1800's. Magus had obviously magically altered it. It was Jace's job to occupy Clary, not that he minded anyways. He'd figured out that Clary knows who he is and that they are married, but up until the wedding, she has no memory. Apparently they just got married yesterday. The golden haired Shadowhunter hid behind one of the couches in one of Magnus' numerous sitting rooms, waiting for Clary to find him. He heard his name being screeched throughout the apartment and patiently waited for his wife to find him. The oak doors to the room burst open and Jace could only just hear her faint pacing footsteps.

"Jace?" she asked, a bit quieter now that she knew he was in there. Jace looked under the lounge to see her legs pointing away from him; she wasn't facing him! This was his chance. He jumped up as silently as possible and clamped onto her, his arms winding around her waist, his lips pressing against her cheek as a short gasp escaped Clary's mouth.

"Guess you found me," he whispered as Clary giggled at him. "Play again?" he asked, even though he hated hide-and-seek. He knew he had to occupy Clary or else she would get restless and probably start breaking things.

"No," Clary said matter-of-factly to Jace. This surprised him a bit. Clary had always loved this game and wanted to play it again every time she found him.

"Then what to do you want to do, hmm?" Jace replied, hoping to Angel it didn't involve piggy back rides.

"Jace," Clary began. "I want to see my mum."

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