Heyy! So this is a mini-story I've been working on. :D I seriously loved Clockwork Angel. It was awesome. Hats off again to Cassandra Clare :)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Infernal Devices Characters. :( (Be mine, James Carstairs? PLEASEE?)

Tessa held Jem's hand, running her thumb along the skin, as she looked at his sleeping face. His forehead was covered in cold sweat and he would constantly jerk, as if he were having a nightmare. But Tessa knew it wasn't just a simple nightmare that's causing Jem's jerking and not-too-well condition. Even though she didn't want to know, she truthfully knew why he was like this.

It has been 6 months after the attack in the Institute. By the end of the fourth month, things were slowly going back to normal. There was no more trace of any further attacks from Mortmain. But then after the 5th month, something exceptionally terrible happened.

They had received news from the warlock they were getting the demon poison from –for Jem- and he had said that he had no more sources for the said substance. All of them took turns in searching for another source of the demon poison, but after two tiring weeks, everyone had settled down and stopped looking, well, everyone except for William. Everyone had tried to talk him out of searching, even Jem had tried but he still wouldn't listen to his companions. Tessa tried convincing him but that just resulted an enormous unhealthy fight for the two of them.

Jem has been getting weaker since a month ago. There is only so much left of the demon poison he had. And for the past week he had gone through at least 3 drastic seizures. Charlotte had decided that Jem would be excused from demon hunting until he felt better.

"Unf" Jem let out, his eyebrows scrunching together. It was obvious that he was still uncomfortable even though he's sleeping. The lack of demon poison in his system is now showing its after effects. Tessa wanted to give Jem what was left of the substance in that silver box of his. But she knew she couldn't, if she gave it to him now, there wouldn't be enough for the next time he takes them.

This is just a phase, he can still survive with what's left of the poison in him, Tessa thought, convincing herself.

She gave Jem's hand a light squeeze and rubbed it again with her thumb. She truly wanted to make him feel better. If there was just a way to get his body's need of the poison out she will do whatever it takes to claim it.

"Why are you here?" a loud whisper exclaimed. Tessa sighed. She knew who this person was. She could never mistake his arrogant tone. Silently, she placed Jem's hand to his side and stood up from the bed. She walked around it to face the figure standing by the frame of the door of Jem's room.

"I had to come here, William." She speaked softly. William scoffed, but Tessa just rolled his eyes. "I heard him grunting from my room, I decided to check on him and saw that he was having a hard time sleeping." Will remained silent.

"We talked for a few moments, but the exhaustion finally got the best of him and he slept. I stayed for a while to make sure he was going to be alright" She continued.

"Well, he's fine now. You may leave." he stated. She was astonished, he was making her leave? She stared at him, as if she was asking him, are you serious? His expression didn't change. "You heard me, Miss Gray. Leave."

"Why are you suddenly so rude? You were never like this when we first talked" She blurted out. She had no intention of asking that question. They were just supposed to be thoughts, thoughts that should be locked inside her brain and will never get out.

"Because I was still not fully aware of who you are" He answered remotely yet unconvincingly. Tessa heard a certain tone in his voice that made her believe that that wasn't the whole, real, truthful answer to her sudden question. It still hurt though, she felt a jolt of pain in her heart and a burning sensation behind her eyes. She didn't think someone who she once admired would say such a thing.

Defeated, she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and said, "Fine" She walked out of Jem's room with one last glance and walked towards her own bedroom. She laid there on her bed, her eyes set on the plain white ceiling. A mix of worry and hurt made it seem impossible to get at least a decent nap. She knew she wouldn't be able to get the rest she wanted.

.O.O.O.O.O.O.

She was in the library. She was sitting on one of the chairs as she watched Jem pace back and forth in front of her. His white hair slightly twitching with every step he took. "If I were William Herondale, where would I go in 11 in the evening?"

"I'm sorry" she said. Jem stopped pacing and looked at her, confused. "Why are you apologizing my dear, Tessa?"

She sighed, "It's just, I caused all this, if we didn't fight, we still wouldn't be up this late, looking for him who went heaven knows where" Jem walked over to where she was seated and kneeled in front of her, He took her hands in his and looked her straight in the eyes. "Tessa Gray, this is not your fault. It was Will's decision to take a late stroll around London. He thought of it on his own, you didn't do anything"

With this, Tessa just nodded and out on a slight smile. Jem grinned and went back to thinking again as to where William might be

Her eyes opened to the familiar white ceiling of her bedroom. It was a dream she thought. That encounter was about 5 months ago, just a few weeks before they heard the news. She and Will had an argument and Will decided to walk around London after.

Suddenly, she heard loud footsteps running past her bed room, it faded just as fast as she heard. Then another pair of feet went by. She could tellthat those people were running. But running where? She asked herself.

Then she stiffened, one thought came to her mind and it set her on her feet in a matter of a second. She combed her hair with her hands and slipped on the robe from the rack and tied its silky tie around her waist. She plunged for the door and immediately went outside.

Jem. Her head screamed. And just as she though, all her Shadowhunter friends were gathered in Jem's bedroom. She swiftly made her way to them and took a look inside. She stiffened in fear and astonishment.

There sat Will beside Jem's unwaking body, his hands on the shoulders of his unconscious figure. The others were also inside Jem's room, they were by the foot of his bed, fear and worry striking in their faces. "What's—"

"Master Jem would not wake up" Tessa turned her head and saw Sophie, her eyes brimmed with tears. She then widened her eyes. "WHAT?" The other girl just nodded. "We are sure that he is breathing but he just doesn't wake up."

"No, no, no" Tessa darted forward, going to where the others were. But Sophie's hand stopped her. "Please, I suggest that you do not go inside Miss Tessa" Even with all the things happening, Sophie was still calm and collected, despite her eyes of course.

"W-why?" Tessa's voice squeaked. Jem's not waking up, he can't wake up. I need to be there for him

"Master Will, won't let any of them get close to Master Jem. The foot of the bed was the closest they could go", Sophie replied.

"I don't care" Tessa mumbled and lunged forward. She walked to where Jem and Will were and was about to sit on the opposite side of the bed when-

"What the hell are you doing?" Will asked rather aggressively, his voice was so terrifying that Tessa froze and cringed. But she decided to ignore Will and took Jem's hand. "Jem, please wake up.." Her grip on his hand was soon gone and she felt arms on her shoulders, standing her up.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Will screamed at Tessa and pushed her at the doorway.

"WILLIAM!" Charlotte exclaimed as Henry walked towards Will, holding him by the shoulders. But Tessa didn't oblige to what he said and just faced back at him.

"Why do I have to oblige to your command William? I don't recall anything from the past as your servant!" She exclaimed. She didn't know she had it in him to fight back to the infamous William Herondale, especially with what's happening with Jem as of the moment.

" You caused this mess, Tessa!" Her breath hitched. "How dare you accuse of me of such a thing!"

"It's the only explanation that seems to be visible as to why Jem is not waking up. You were the last person to be seen with him last night before me. YOU were the one to put him to sleep, remember? You willingly told me that" She stiffened. What if he was right? No! Stop thinking like that Tessa! You didn't do anything.

"I did not do anything! I swear on my life, that I have no connections as to why Jem is how he is now!"

"What if you're lying?" Will retorted. To Tessa, this was like a big, hard punch in the face. She has been with them for 6 months! She felt tears coming at the brim of her eyes. I am not going to cry, she told herself.

"You have to trust me! I have been with you for an ample amount of time! Isn't that enough proof for you?" She said back to Will. But she knew that that wasn't just for him, she was also speaking to Charlotte, Henry, Jessamine and Sophie.

"How can we trust a downworlder? Face it, Tessa! You're different from us, which makes it hard for us to believe you" Will answered, in a calmer tone. Although his aggressiveness was still oblivious in his voice.

That statement was the one that hurt her the most. She wanted to correct Will, tell him that he's wrong, but he wasn't. He was right in every way possible. She looked at the Charlotte, Henry and Jessamine with a hopeful glance, but she saw the unexpected. They looked as if they were agreeing with Will.

She didn't know what to do as of that moment but to run. She had to get away from them, they didn't trust her anyway. Quiet sobs lured from her mouth as she ran out of the institute, she thought she heard footsteps following her but realized it was just her own feet making the loud thuds.

She couldn't believe what she had just seen, why didn't they trust her? How dare they accuse her for Jem's condition. Oh Jem. She thought. She instantly felt a pang of guilt when his face came into her mind. How could she think of herself at this time when he could practically be…

No. She wouldn't let that happen. There has to be a way to save Jem. He does not deserve the life he's living right now. He deserves so much better. Tessa finally came into a halt, settling in an alley between two buildings. She then realized it was raining and no one was in sight, except for the hurrying carriages. She slid down on one of the two walls of the alley and cried. She finally let her emotions out.

She wished she was in New York now, where it didn't rain everyday and the weather was warm. But she knew it was too late for that. She hated to know that fact.

And Jem, she truly cared about him, she would willingly do whatever it takes to save him, even if it will cost her her life. She is only a downworlder after all..

"I know how to save him" Tessa stiffened in place. That wasn't her voice, she was sure of it. She looked at her surroundings and found nothing.

"Please, my dear. I can help you" It was a voice of an old woman, raspy and hoarse but incredulously deep. She turned around and there she was. Tessa couldn't help but jerk away, surprised at the woman's sudden presence.

The woman was wearing a black cloak and had a somewhat tiny purse at her left arm. Tessa saw her wrinkly yet steady hands go to her hood, slowly unveiling the face inside it.

"My name is Blythe, Lady Blythe, and I know how to save that friend of yours"

So that was the first chapter! How is it? Is it good? Is it crappy? Do you like it? Please review, I seriously wanna know if I should continue this or not :D.

Oh and I'll probably post the next Chapter to my other story sometime next week :D Heh.

REVIEW PLEASE! I wanna know what you think of this. Thank you :-bd.