Alec paced throughout the apartment. He didn't know where Shay went, and he was freaking out. He pretty much finally realized that this was it. He would never see his family again.

It was 2 a.m. when he finally made himself go to sleep. It didn't feel right, sleeping in Ansel's bed. He made himself comfortable on the couch.

He slept for a couple of hours, when there was a huge banging on the door.

Alec looked at the clock, and it said 4:21 a.m.

He groaned and marched towards the door. It was far too early for Hosts.

Shay was behind the door, looking like a wild animal.

"What happened to you?" Alec asked, mortified.

"A girls night out, duh." she showed past him.

"Why did you leave me here?" he got to his senses, finally, and shut the door.

"Well, Jo is a great source of information." she yawned. "And I thought you would get comfortable here."

"Where is Jo?"

"Home. Poor girl, she couldn't even stand. But" she clapped her hands, randomly. "I got some facts about you."

"You mean Ansel." Alec corrected.

"Nope, I mean you. And you were right to whine. Ansel hates chocolate. If I were you, I would just kill myself."

Alec stared at Shay, dumbfounded.

"Huh?"

"I know!" she waved her hands like a crazy person. "Anyway, you have a bestie, Harry, that is a total nutjob. He's studying Law Enforcement. Ansel has auditioned for this band recently-" she paused. "I'm gonna puke."

She ran out of the room, her hand at her mouth.

Shay came back minutes later, and looked like she was about to puke again.

"Millennium Lint."

"What?"

"Millennium Lint. That's the name of the band. The guitar?" she pointed.

"I don't play the guitar."

"You will have to learn." she looked around, disorientated. "Can I crash here?"

"Uh-"

"Later." she closed the doors to Ansel's bedroom.

Next morning Alec woke up to the sound of someone screeching.

He shot up from his couch and ran toward the sound, which was Ansel's bedroom.

He turned the doorknob, expecting to be met with a demon, or some burglar, or whatever.

Apparently Shay was screaming at a... spider.

"Sweet baby Jesus! Kill it, kill it!" she yelled at Alec.

"It's just a spider.."

"My hostess is allergic to spiders! KILL IT!" she screeched, running out of the room.

Alec sighed and shook his head in exasperation.

"I want to see my family."

"No."

"Division can't tell me-"

"No."

"Shay-"

"No."

"Shay!"

She glared at him.

"You need to move on."

"I'm not- how can you say this?! How did you move on?!"

"I sucked it up, and dealt with it!" Shay said angrily. "You think you're something special? Well you're not!"

Alec stared at her blankly.

"I don't understand how we just obey to them."

"Shut it!" Shay looked like a demon would jump out any second from every corner of the room. "That talk will Freeze you. And I will look down on you and think 'well, I tried.' "

He sighed and scratched his forehead.

"Shay-"

"Let me show you something. Maybe you will feel better. Or maybe you will go on a crazy rampage. Let's go, cupcake."

The weather in New York was a bit windy and cold, and so the cemetery was deserted. They walked together, but Alec felt like he was walking alone. In fact, Shay was quiet.

Alec felt his breath hitch in his throat.

MAXWELL LIGHTWOOD

1999-2008

"No, look to the left, Alec."

ALEXANDER LIGHTWOOD

1990-2008

"They've moved on." Shay said, a hint of sadness in her voice. "And so should you."

Alec covered his face with his hands. He wasn't crying, but a huge shaking took over shook his body.

"I was the big brother. I was supposed to protect them. Oh, God, Izzy-"

"Who are you?"

Alec turned around faster then he intended.

His sister Isabelle was standing in front of him. It felt like Alec have seen her just yesterday, but Isabelle has changed. Her usually long, dark hair was shoulder-length, and not really cut evenly. She wore no makeup and he noticed a new scar on her cheek. She looked much older and... really broken.

Shay got to it first.

"Oh, hello. We were just visiting."

"Oh?" she raised an eyebrow. "you knew my brothers?"

Alec cringed at 'knew'.

"Alec." he said, ignoring the glare he was receiving from shay. "I knew Alec."

"Uh huh. And who are you? Alec never mentioned you."

"Ansel." Alec made himself to stop grimacing. "I'm Ansel Mufort."

"Why was he friends with a werewolf?" Isabelle narrowed her eyes.

"It's a long story. This is Shay."

Shay's expression said that she would shake him when they were alone.

"Well then." Izzy sighed. "Nice meeting you I suppose."

"Um, yeah." Alec said, quickly. "You too. We should probably get going."

Isabelle nodded at them, and Shay gripped his hand so hard, he thought she may break it. Shay dragged Alec to her car.

"What was that?" she hissed.

"Oh come on!" he whisper-shouted. "I didn't know she would be there! Besides, you were wrong."

"About what?" her eyes showed confusion.

"They hadn't moved on. And neither will I."