Hey Guys,

I'm really sorry I haven't updated for so long but now summer's over and I have to go back to school and I won't have much time to update but I'll update as much as possible till the next school break.

I'm really sorry that this chapter's so short but I decided I might as well update what I had. I'm really sorry again. I'll keep writing when I have time so that I have chapters ready to update.

Sorry,

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Jace's POV

"Jace, listen to me. I'm not crazy!" Clary huffed, her face turning almost the shade of her hair.

I raised an eyebrow. "So you expect me to believe that Jonathan is really actually a woman in disguise and Arthur is helping him?"

"Yes… I mean no! I just think that some woman is acting as Jonathan and she is in cahoots with Arthur. I mean, think about it. The Clave hear Jonathan Morgenstern is back, and I'm pretty sure soon rumours will be spreading all around so they need to contain the situation now. So what better way to get into the middle of Shadowhunter headquarters? I'm telling you, I heard a woman's voice in the holding room last night!"

I felt my brow crinkling. "Even if your idea was remotely thinkable, which it isn't, what do you think the woman wants? Arthur Blackthorn doesn't seem like the kind of guy to be doing something to betray the Clave. And what were you doing sown there anyway? Don't tell me you went to see Jonathan."

"There is nothing wrong with me going to visit my brother in the time before he might die!" Well, when she put it that way. "And besides, he may not be Jonathan after all, Don't worry, anyhow, I wasn't visiting Jonathan, I wanted to take a look at the runes on the door. Which have turned out not to be runes after all, they're Elemental marks! Whatever those are…"

Wait. Did she just say what I think she said? "Elemental marks?"

She nodded her head excitedly. "Yes, do you know anything about them?"

I sighed, trying to come up with one of the history lessons that we had had at some point. "Well, the Elementals are an extinct species, no wait… they aren't extinct. They're just sort of frozen in time or something like that, but anyway, they had a queen or something and really bad things happened and she disappeared and we haven't seen an Elemental for years."

"Whoa…"

It was pretty strange, I mean, an entire species just disappearing! But to be fair, we never really knew exactly where they lived so even if they reappeared we wouldn't be able to find them.

"Anyway, Elemental marks? That shouldn't be possible."

"Well, Arthur said they were Elemental marks so…"

Okay, so maybe there was something wrong with this picture.

Clary must have seen the look on my face because she gave me a sort of I-told-you-do look. Smartass.

"Do you believe me now?"

Point-scorer. Well, I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of winning so, "There is still no proof that Arthur is working with a woman pretending to be Jonathan."

"You know what I think?"

I was scared to ask. So I didn't. Instead, I tried distracting her. "Save it for later when we find out what Maryse and Arthur found out in their interrogation."

Okay, maybe that was more of postponing than distracting, but I was a little curious about what this fiery little redhead had to say about the strange happenings of late.

"Anyway, I promised Issy I wouldn't 'hog' you the entire day, so you'd better go meet up with her or something." It was the truth.

"Okay, fine, but later- " Clary didn't get to finish her sentence as the door burst open and Issy jumped in. "Clary, come on! You said you'd meet me in the kitchen 10 minutes ago!"

Clary looks at me, half-annoyed and half-amused. "Well, at least I won't have to walk all the way downstairs to look for Issy anymore…"

Issy beamed at her sweetly. "Yup. Instead, you have to walk all the way upstairs with me to my room! Get up, and let's get out of this dusty library!"

Which wasn't really giving the library or Arthur much credit since Arthur had made sure every bookshelf and every book was spotless.

Jace sighed, and got up, heading to his room as he walked past the girls, who were too busy arguing about what they were going to do that day to even sapre him a glance.