Jace and Clary

     Jace and clary stayed in Angels square long after the firewoeks had stopped, longer than anyone else. After robert and Marse lightwood left with Alec and Magnus to go do "grown up talk", Simon took Isabelle and Maia out to eat, each of them nagging for his attention as they left. They didn't speak to eachother as they leaned against the wall, just enjoying eachothers presence. Finally Clary walked farther towards the center of the square and sat down on one of the many benches her white dress following her like a ghost. Jace following soon after her. It was late into the night and she looked up trying to find the constilations, she soon gave up guessing that there weren't any over Alecante. He gave her a side long glance, she looked back at him as he bent in to brush his lips gently against her cheek. She was going to ask him a question that had been nagging at her all night, "Ja-" she started but stopped abrubtly, she turned and saw the black dagger glinting in the witchlight lamps. But even her reflexes couldn't save she tried to dive to the side but it was to late she skidded across the bricks limp. She didn't cry out she was just shocked, Jace turned around in a blurring motion staring at where the dagger had been thrown from. He only got a glance at the dark shadow on one of the shop roofs that lined the square. Sebastian no doubt had done this, he ripped his glance from the roof tops justy seeing as the dark figure ran off into the night.
     He ran to Clary's side falling on his knees he saw the black dagger embedeed in her shoulder, and the blood coming out in thick drops that emited the faint light that only his blood and her blood could emitt and staning her dress a light red. He went to her shoulder reaching for his stele to draw a healing rune on her but then he realized the dagger had the rune of death on it, he had to get her to Amatises house. Quickly he picked her up and took off running, he glanced down at her as she but her arms around his neck. She was crying in pain, and her tears spurred him on to go faster. "Jace..." she called out to him he looked down.
     "Don't worry it's going to be alright, I promise" he told her even though from his experience things were usually never alright. She looked up at him the tears still streaming from her eyes, he looked back at her as he jumped over one of the benches. suddenly her arms went limp on his neck and her eyelids came down closing her eyes. He was sprinting past the tall old houses that belonged to a different century finally he came to the bridge he could see Amatises house from here. He ran across the bridge, across the street, and threw Amatises door open  as she ran out of the kitchen he ran to the living room and set her down on the couch. "Amatis!" he called out as she ran into the living room Jocylen and Luke just behind her. Amatis gave a gasp as she saw the knife embeded in Clary's shoulder.
     "Jocylen get the bandages out of the restroom!" she yelled. Jocylen was back in a second holding a large bowl full of bandages and a smaller bowl that contained some oddly colored liquid. Amatis got to work first with her Stele drawing three iritazes around the dagger and the carefully pulling it out and placing it on the coffee table. Then she aplied the thick liquid onto it and covered it with the bandages finally drawing another healing rune onto her shoulder. Jace knelt by the couch watching Clary's face for some sighn of movement, some sighn to prove that she was alive. He turned around to see Luke and Jocylen sleeping on the Sofa at the other end of the room. Jocylen leaning back into Lukes chest his arms around her.
     Amatis walked in the room carrying two blankets one she set down on the coffee table the other she covered Luke and Jocylen with.  She reached out and wrapped the other blanket around Jace he hadn't noticed he was shivering untill now. Amatis but her hand on Jace's shoulder, "She's going to be alright, she tougher than any person ive ever met"
     "I know" Jace responded. "I just can't lose her..."He added looking up at his grandmother. She slowly walked away making no noise as she walked across the wood floor to the fire place to start the fire.
     Clary's eyes fluttered open and he immediatly turned his gaze back to her smiling. She tried to get up but he put a hand on her good shoulder gently pushing her back down, "not so fast" he smiled at her. She smiled back and more slowly now came into a sitting position, leaning forward she kissed him gently. "Thankyou" she breathed and smiled her dazzling smile that sent a small amount of adrenaline coursing through his veins. She looked around him to Luke and her mother Jocylen asleep on the couch and smiled even wider. And for once maybe everything would be alright. But he didn't know that they were being watched.