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Not Yours

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"No." Cecily declared stubbornly. "I will not allow you to tell me what I may and may not do. You are not my mother, William, and I want to fight alongside the rest of you."

"Cecy, I will not allow you to fight again, not if your leg hasn't even healed from the last fight." William retorted.

The last time they had all went fighting, Cecily had encountered a rather large, rather lethal demon; and though she had managed to defeat it in the end, it left her with a large gash on the side of her left leg.

The wound had had time to heal–as Jem, or Brother Zachariah, had told Cecily she was not allowed to train for a fair amount of time, much to her distaste–but not enough that anyone, save Cecily, was comfortable letting her hunt.

"Cecily, I love you, very much, and I will not be responsible for you getting hurt."

"I'm not you responsibility, Will, I can manage myself." She replied, her head held, their gazes locked. Tessa, Sophie, Gabriel and Charlotte stood anxiously with wide eyes, their backs against the wall closest to the door of the drawing room.

"And look at how well that turned out the last time." He made a gesture to her leg. "I just don't want to see you get hurt, Cecily." He had calmed down slightly now and was speaking slightly softer.

"And you think I want to see you hurt! Or Gabriel, or Sophie, or anyone? I may not be the most experienced Shadowhunter, but I can fight, and if any of you lot were to get hurt, especially if I could have done something if I were there I would tear myself to pieces, you must understand how that feels!" she exclaimed.

"And that is exactly why I will not have you fight, at least not tonight." His tone was final.

"But Will-"Cecily started.

"Your brother's right," Gabriel said from the wall. All eyes snapped in his direction. Cecily expression was that of surprise, which turned to hurt, and eventually flared into anger that spread to his eyes, burning him down from the inside out.

"Of all things for the two of you to finally agree on it's this?" Cecily yelled.

"Cecy, I-I love you, I just want you to be safe. We just want you to be s-" He didn't get to finish before Cecily cut him off, ignoring the new feeling in her heart when he said he loved her.

"Fine." Cecily stated her lips pinched together in a straight, pink line. She stalked towards the door of the room, the heels of her shoes clanging against the hard wood floors of the drawing room.

"Cecily, wait," Sophie voice was slightly panicked. The rhythmic clang of Cecily's paces stopped abruptly. The handle of the door turned in Cecily's hand, the door itself barely pushed open. Cecily didn't turn around when she spoke.

"Be careful out there," she paused, "Our world is very unforgiving."

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Slamming the door to the library shut, Cecily let out a long sigh. How could they not understand her need and desire to protect her loved ones? She was always the protector. With Ella dead and William gone for so long, all responsibility of her family in Whales was directed towards her.

She slumped onto one of the window sills that looked out into the front steps; one by one more Shadowhunters emerged from the door into the biting cold, unwelcoming London air. Cecily turned away.

A creak rang from the door and Cecily's head snapped in its direction, a head of bright red hair, bundled in Sophie's arms entered. Charles cooed at the sight of Cecily. Henry would always joke about how aside from him and Charlotte, Cecily was Charles's favourite.

"Cecily, Charles wanted to see you," Sophie spoke just above a whisper. Cecily remained silent. Sophie sighed, "Take care of him while were out, he needs you." Cecily gave in and reached out her arms to the child, kissing his forehead and holding him tight.

"Be safe," Cecily said without looking up. She suspected Sophie was already gone. When she raised her eyes, her suspicions were confirmed.

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William grunted as he slashed his heavenly blade through the demon behind him, effectively banishing the scaly creature back to hades. His head running wild with adrenalin, like it did every time he fought; wildly thrashing his head around him, he spotted Gabriel being cornered by three demons. Deciding since he was the reason Cecily was not here, and if anything were to happen to Gabriel, Cecily would never forgive Will, he rushed towards Gabriel, between two of the demons and was now beside Gabriel in a dark circle of nearing demons.

"Will! What in the name of the Angel are you doing?" Gabriel yelled over the roars of the demons.

"I guess you're my responsibility now; since Cecy isn't here." He turned and slashed the demon behind the pair, as Gabriel lunged forward, killing the two demons. The two turned to the last demon ready to attack, but the demon had them beat. With a final booming roar, the demon lunged and engulfed the two young Shadowhunters in absolute darkness.

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Charles yawned in his sleep for the fourth time, and like every time prior, Cecily smiled with adoration down at the sleeping baby in her arms with hooded eyes. She was still sat in the library, but had moved from the hard tile window to a softer black arm chair in the corner of the room. Her eyes were quickly snapped open when the gates to the front corridor slammed open, alerting her of the return of her family.

Standing with Charles in her arms, she hurried down the stairs, handing the peaceful baby to an alarmed Bridget standing in the hallways. She opened the door with a swing and a rush of cold air hit her face, sending shivers down her spine. She didn't let that stop her haste though; she had more important things on her mind.

Descending the stone steps in front of the Institute, Cecily stopped dead in her tracks, her breathing becoming ridged. There were two limp bodies being carried in, Cecily couldn't decipher any faces and it was too far into the night for there to be any light other than the faint glow of the moon.

Hesitantly stepping down another step, closer to the crowd, Cecily realised one of the boys being carried in had a head of messy midnight black hair, much like her own, the other boy lean and tall. Cecily didn't need any more confirmation as to who the two boys were. There was a sinking feeling in her chest, her heart hammering so loud she could hear the blood rushing through her ears.

Cecily's scream rang out, echoing against the buildings around her.

It was Gabriel and Will.

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I got a review asking for more drama, and what can I say, I love writing drama. Let me know what you thought (I am always open for suggestion.)

Love Always,

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