So sorry guys for taking this long to update but well first I went to England for two weeks, afterwards my family and I went to the coast there my mom took my iPad so I couldn't write. When I came home we were moving for about two weeks and then school started. When I finally got some time to write, guess what when I was done with the whole chapter it was deleted, well my day turned worse because I had no backup file on it on fat on fanfiction so yes excuse me for taking so long, but as you see I have my reasons.

Thank you guys for helping me through this rollercoaster of for swearing and that scenes may be rated M!

(Clary's P.O.V)

"Jessica it's been near 265 year since he died. It's time to get over him and try something new, live a little. I understand that you think it's your fault that he died in that awful fire but it's not believe me. I blamed myself for a little while that "our" relationship ended because of me, but it is totally his fault. You can't blame yourself for that your husband died in a fire that you even started." I explain to Jessica irritated.

"But Clary.." Jessica starts to say before I interrupt her, "IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT!" I yell and stomp off.

Time to kill some filthy demons. First I have to find my gear and stele first. A while later I am geared up and ready to go, the stele was hidden in my makeup case with black roses on of all places and took some time to find. I truly don't know how it ended up there. I put my hair up in a horsetail and place a silence rune on my fore arm and take off into the dark warm summer's night.

(Jessica P.O.V)

I truly understand Clary's reasoning, it is not that I am hung up on my last husband excuse my language but he was an asshole, jerk and you name it. It's more about the reason he died: me. It all started in the spring of 1750, I met Charles. In the beginning he was a gentleman, I was never in love with him but I played along eternity can be very boring if you not spice it up. Beside it was not acceptable for an young lady to not be married. So well I said yes when he asked me to marry him the 27:th of August and married him the 1:st of June. What I didn't know before I married him was that he had hidden agendas.

About two month after our marriage his real reasons came forward. He'd figured out that I was a witch, (of course he didn't I was a warlock but humans still often calls us wizards or witches) he wanted me to make him immortal and of course that's not possible if he didn't want to become a vampire (he didn't know they existed but still). Still he threatened to expose me if I did not cooperate with him. Expose me is the same as burned at a stake, not something I would enjoy even if I cast a spell I would survive but still I would feel the pain. Never ever want to feel that. I get goosebumps just thinking about it.

Flashback

I hung up my coat and looked around to see if the coast was clear. Yesterday Charles had threatened to tell the village that I was a "witch" because I failed finding a spell that didn't exist. I tried to tell him that there was no such spell but before I could react he slapped me in my face. Sometimes I am wondering why I married him in the first place. My life had gone from good to hell. Of course he couldn't hurt me physically because I could heal myself but it still stung and hurt when he hit me.

I started to make dinner as the good wife I should be. *Sigh*. Suddenly the door slammed open and my very drunk husband came in.

"Where is ma foood wif?" He slurred loudly.

"Not done yet" I replied trying not to show any weakness.

"I want it NOW!" He shouted.

Before I could react he started to walk towards me like he was a predator in a hunt for his prey. I took a quick decision to run towards the east wing of the mansion. I still heard his drunken self running after me. It felt like an infinity trying to run away from him. All my feelings I had ever experienced in my whole life and put it into the running.

I put distance between Charles and I and started to return towards the kitchen. As I get closer it starts to smell like smoke. The closer I get the hotter it becomes and I see fire and smoke coming from the kitchen. I turn around and see Charles in the other direction stumbling like a mad man. I had two choices either run past him or walk into the fire and hope I survive. I ripped a piece of my dress and soaked it in water from a pitcher and took a deep breath and put the piece of fabric to my mouth. I dived into the fire and tried to navigate out of the fire. My eyes burned from the heath and fire and could barley see at all. Behind me I herd a tortured scream but did not dare to turn around to see where the scream from, I continued towards the outside, my freedom.

Flashback Ends

It was kind of my fault that he died that night if I had just turn of wood oven, but then I would never achieved my freedom. It still was on my conscience if I wouldn't met him he might had been a sane person. This is my biggest secret and I don't know what Clary would do if she found out. Our friendship would be over and I would be alone in this lonely eternity. No, that cannot happen. She will never know my burden, no way. What would happen if I told her the full story? Would she hate me forever? Would she accept my past and our friendship be stronger than ever? I will not take that huge risk.

My thoughts stopped right there. I can't over analyse everything, I have to take control over my actions for my sake. I have to apologize to Clary for being on my moping side today, but where is Clary?

I haven't seen her since she walked out to do what? Think logic Jessica, what would Clary do if she was pissed off? She would go demon hunting to release all her feelings. Clary could be really reckless when it came to demon hunting. A few years ago she lived for the adrenalin kick she got. I truly never knew the true reason but I have a good guess about why. My theory is that demon hunting is a way for Clary's subconscious to be closer to Jace. Anyway, I have to find her before she gets into real danger.

I locked up the hotel room and started to search for Clary. I searched in alleyways, near clubs and similar places but I had no luck finding her. She could be anywhere in the city, what narrows it down however is the fact it has to be demons there.

Suddenly, I saw a faint blur glow coming from one of the nearby alleyways. I crept slowly closer towards the blue light.

(Clary's P.O.V)

I had just killed a demon when I heard a whimper coming from one of the alleyways to my right. I walked over to check it out when I heard a high pitch scream coming from the alley. I rushed to the alley to find a herd of demons clinging onto a small boy. The boy fainted from shock and I whispered "Ithuriel" and my seraph blade started to glow. I attacked the first demon and killed it by a strike there the heart should have been. Something grabbed my hair and yanked me backwards into a wall. At the edge of my vision black spots were dancing.

Two demons attacked me at the same time. One of them attacked from the right while the other one attacked me on the left side. I stabbed the one on the left side with my hunting knife, the other demon lunged at me with its dark sharp claws. The pain was gruesome, I felt the demons toxin spreading through my body. I knew if I did not get help soon I would die. I crawled to protect the child but the demon dragged me away and the last thing I saw before I fainted was a blur of green sparks flying around in the sky.

(Jessica P.O.V)

The scene before me was horrible, blood was everywhere. I felt that there had been strong demon activity here and I could smell the sent of "dead" demon, more precisely an Iblis demon. I heard a whimper coming from the right and saw a little boy hiding behind a box. I placed a sleeping and memory spell over him to give him the impression that he lost his parents in the rush hours, I then teleported him to a nearby playground where I knew he was going to be found.

I looked up and saw an Iblis demon hovering over Clary ready to strike. I sent a green flame onto the demon and it returned to its home dimension. I rushed towards Clary to find her severely beaten up. She had claw marks all over her body, but what scared me the most was a sting on her left shoulder. Her flesh had begun to darken, you could see the demon's poison spreading through her veins, arteries. I must treat the sting immediately otherwise Clary is going to die. I started to chant a transportation spell to my manor, while I was trying not to do anything wrong. I carefully pick up Clary's unconscious body and stepped into the portal.

I lay down her body on the closest bed I could find and I started to search the manor for all the ingredients I needed to brew a healing potion. I search high and low everywhere to find them. In my haze I begin brewing the potion adding the ingredients one by one into the petty cauldron. My hands where shaking when I poured the potion into the glass. I walked as fast as I could without spilling anything. I gently opened Clary's mouth to poured the potion into it and helped her to swallow it, for once I was glad that she was unconscious because I knew personally that it tasted awful. Just for safety's sake I also cast a healing spell and a very strong protection spell that would not only fool mundanes but also downworlders, lesser demons and shadowhunters in case something would happen to me.

I spent three days watching over Clary in case there would be any changes in her condition. She was slowly gaining some colour and she has regained somewhat of her health. My eyes started to slowly drift together and I felt my thoughts growing more cloudy as the seconds passed.

(Clary P.O.V)

My thoughts were slowly becoming clearer and I tried to open my eyelids but I couldn't open them. When I finally could open them after how long, my senses were mixed up and when I tried to sit up I experienced agony in my left shoulder as I tried to move it. My world spun around and everything turned blurry.

I opened my eyes in order for me to figure out where I am. My head was pounding and the white light was blinding me. I looked around and recognized the person sitting (sleeping) beside me, it was Jessica. I could only guess that this was one of her many rooms in her manor. She probably teleported me here after my battle with the Iblis demons. I hate to say it but without her help would have died there and the boy had been taken by the demons. I could only hope that Jessica killed those filthy nasty looking demons. I personally would like to have the honour to kill them (may I add very painfully) in my own way with a few holy weapons.

I tried to lift my head to get a better view of the surrounding, I really thought she would keep her home more tidy. There was herbs all over the floor, sheets and fabrics scattered around the bed and lastly some dried blood drops coming from the door leading to the bed. Jessica must have had carried me to the bed because I was pretty beaten up. I felt really bad about our fight, I said some hurtful things about her husband, I can only imagine the pain of thinking that you killed your husband. I comprehended all the facts and I could understand her guilt but it can't be her fault, she would never ever hurt anyone who hasn't done anything evil.

"Clary?" I heard a voice beside me asking, the voice I could only presume was Jessica's.

"How are you feeling?" she asked concerned in her serious tone.

"It stings in the left shoulder but it's not the agony I was feeling earlier." I said in a jokingly manner.

"Clary, I am serious!"

"It stings in my left shoulder and the headache is gone, so I think I'm quite fine." I said to her.

"I need to check over your shoulder, in case the poison might have had spread. I really think that extra dose of angel blood helped you a lot. That high dose of demon toxin should had killed you in a matter of 20 minutes." she said and started to do a check up.

"How does it look" I said after ten minutes of boredom or so called check up.

"Well it looks fairly well overall however, the shoulder does not look to well. It seems even with my efforts some of the demon poison still remained left in your body. I do not no if there will be any side effects but I really think that there may be some, if you feel any different than usual call me. We have to take great precautions. I will try to get a trustworthy warlock or a silent brother I trust can keep your secret whereabouts to see if they could help to get rid of it. I can't help to blame myself for not being able to take it all away, even if my "father" is Mirek." she said full of self-hate.

"It's not your fault" I affirmed her. "You did your best and that's all that matters, you're an amazing friend that everybody should have" I added.

"You're also an amazing friend Clary and the same for you" Jessica said full of affection. She suddenly looked down at her watch and exclaimed a "Fuck".

"What is it?!" I asked concerned.

"Well, it's Friday and the genre petition is today and starts in 10 minutes. Also, John has called about 15 times and has texted my phone at least ten where are you and Angel?" she stated stressed. I totally lost the time then you were lying here unconscious and injured. We are in deep shit if we don't show up!" Jessica swore.

"What are we waiting for?" I exclaimed.

"No one, but are you sure you manage to stand up by yourself and let alone dance and sing for 2-3 hours?"

"I have to, come on teleport us there. I maybe need to get changed first" I declared.

"Fixed!" Jessica ejaculated and green sparks appeared.

I was standing in the back of Madison Square Garden with a badass outfit (black leather jacket, red crop top and a black skirt and high heels). I didn't ask Jessica how she did it because I know how *magic*. I hurried towards the scene and said a quick sorry to John.

The repetition went great even if I annoyed a few people but I gave them a white lie about how we was stuck in the traffic and my phone and Jessica's phone were out of battery. I still heard a few scoffs but ignored them, there are not many people whom perform after a demon attack and demon poison in their system. I couldn't be more excited about meeting the Lightwoods, Magnus and Simon again. My life was turning out pretty good.

Sorry for the very, very delayed chapter and Happy New Year from Sweden. Rating M to be on safe side. Hope you all are enjoying the holiday.

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Quote of today:

"I'm sorry if this all seems a little rushed and desperate. It is."
― Chuck Palahniuk, Stranger than Fiction