A/N- usually I have one point of view for each chapter, but this one will shift around a bit, I might keep doing this so I can make the chapters longer. also sorry this is a little late i was buy and wasn't able to upload it, but this chapter is longer than normal

Halloween

Isabelle

It had been several weeks since they had discovered that the foster home was full of downworlders and they had gotten to know some of the mundanes at the school. One of them was throwing this massive Halloween party and they were all going to go before they went to Magnus's Halloween party that was later that night.

Isabelle had chosen her witch costume very carefully. It had a short skirt and fishnets and worked perfectly with her high, high heeled boots.

She had carefully prepared Clary for the party. Isabelle had at first suggested a demon, then a fairy, then after Clary asked for something that hadn't tried to kill her, Isabelle had suggested a harlequin to which Clary agreed at first then immediately changes her mind once she saw the outfit.

"No." She said with wide eyes.

"C'mon it's not that bad."

"It's skin tight!"

The outfit itself was purple and black in the classic medical-court-fool style, but the neckline went shockingly low and Isabelle planned on Clary wearing thigh-high stripper boots with it.

"Considering most of the girls will be in tank dresses, this is considered conservative. Think of it as a sexy clown without the make-up." Isabelle suggested.

"Fine." Clary sighed.

Half and hour later they were leaving with Jace and Simon to go to a house a mile away. They decided to call a cab and as they passed the foster home they could tell they were already well into their own Halloween party.

They arrived at the very large house where students were inside drinking. Isabelle was the first one inside. Music was blasting and despite the chilly fall air, the inside of the house was roasting from all the people. She poured herself a drink and a boy came up to her.

"Hey, wanna dance?" He asked raising an eyebrow and very openly checking her out.

"No thanks." She said.

The boy was very attractive and she preferred Simon and left to find him. He was standing near a wall looking uncomfortable.

"Where are Clary and Jace?" Isabelle asked.

Simon rolled his eyes and Isabelle immediately knew where they were.

"Well, screw em, let's dance." He said, taking Simon's hand.

She led him to an open area and danced with him. Simon wasn't very good at dancing, especially the type Isabelle did, but with practice, he had achieved a level that made him not an embarrassment to be seen with and Isabelle was perfectly happy to dance in his arms.

Clary

Jace was going to get a refill for his drink and Clary was left standing by a wall waiting for him. A boy with dark brown hair strode up to her and began chatting with her. He was kind of boring and Clary wasn't really paying attention although she wished she had been because apparently whatever she had nodded too had been interpreted by the boy as an invitation to kiss her as she quickly pushed him away.

"C'mon, your little boyfriend is probably off getting hammered and cheating on you with some 50 cent slut, I'm actually here talking to you." He complained.

Clary rolled her eyes. After everything she and Jace had been through the teasingly of a whiny high school boy really didn't concern her. But when the boy didn't take "no" for an answer Clary pulled away and slapped him.

"Screw off." She said and took another gulp from her drink.

She walked off but began to feel light headed. She searched for Jace just as the room began to spin and she lost consciousness.

Jace

Jace searched the house for Clary. He had taken a long time to get a drink because he kept being hit on by girls despite shaving told them he was not interested. When he had come back she was gone and now he was a little worried. Not too worried, Clary had probably just gone to try to find him, but still.

He asked a small group of girls that were standing near where Clary was if they had seen where she went.

"Oh after you left, Jim the creep started talking to her and tried to kiss her but she made him go away. After that she walked off down that hall looking pretty drunk." The girl said with a hint of a laugh and pointed to a hall.

Jace rolled his eyes and began to walk in that direction but then something clicked in his head and it made his heart start speeding. The girl had said Clary looked drunk, but she had only had the one drink.

Someone had put something in her drink.

He started running down the hall. It was empty. His heart was hammering.

He ran up the stairs and was met by three doors. One was open just a hair. Jace pushed the door open and a flash of anger ripped through him when he saw what was on the other side.

Clary was passed out on the bed and a boy was leaning over her with a hungry expression.

"Get the hell away from her." Jace growled.

The boy jumped back and his face flashed with fear. Then his face became like stone and he put on an easy smile.

"Chill dude. She just passed out and I was bringing her here so she could rest." He said holding up his hands in an innocent gesture.

Jace strode up to him and punched him in the face.

"Yeah right." He snarled.

He punched him again and the boy curled in on himself. Clary moaned and Jace's attention returned to her. He stood up, giving the boy a quick kick for good measure and lifted Clary in his arms and carried her out and into another room.

Once he was sure they were alone he sketched an Iratze on her collarbone and picked her back up. He walked down the stairs ignoring the looked he was getting.

Clary shifted in his arms, her eyelashes fluttering.

Jace found Isabelle and Simon dancing like they were glued together. Simon caught sight of Jace and his mouth fell open.

"What happened?" He asked, pulling away from Isabelle who was staring at him in shock.

"Some asshole put something in her drink." Jace said.

"Did you..." Isabelle broke off noticing the mundanes around them and subtly motion drawing a rune on her arm.

"Yes."

Right on cue Clary shifted again her eyes opening and a tired, confused expression appearing on her face.

"Jace, what happened." She slurred.

"Your drink was drugged. We're leaving." Jace said.

He carried her out of the house with Isabelle and Simon in tow.

"Are we going to Magnus's?" She asked.

"No, we're going back to the institute." Jace said.

"Wait." Clary was more awake now. "We shouldn't cancel the night because of me and I'm beginning to feel better already. Look I can stand."

She clambered out of Jace's arms and stood with a slight wobble.

"I'm calling a cab." Isabelle said.

"C'mon Jace, Magnus's party is going to be really fun, and I'm fine, we shouldn't go back to the institute."

Jace sighed. "Fine we'll go to Magnus's but we have to talk about what happened first."

Clary stood on her tiptoes and kissed Jace.

"It's a plan."