The day after the representatives of the Clave's arrival the funeral of the dead shadowhunters took place. Emma had waited for them to see how serious the matter was. They left the funeral as if they hadn't even seen the bodies.
"I can't believe them!" Emma growled and threw her door open. Cristina and Jules followed right behind her. "They didn't even look at them."
"But we'll talk to them. They'll realize we need to find whoever did this", Jules tried to comfort her.
"But what if it will be too late? What if one us are dead by then?"
Both of them got something sad in their expression then.
"We'll talk to them", Jules repeated.
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that", Emma snorted and turned her back to them. She leaned against the windowsill looking out through the window facing the city. Cristina patted her back.
"Don't be like that, Ems. If they don't find whoever it is we will."
She spun around so fast Cristina had to step back not to be hit by her. "About that, who's guarding the girl?"
Last time she'd seen the girl who'd come to the Institute was the night before when it was her turn to guard her.
"Diana is", Jules answered. "That's why she wasn't at the funeral."
"I was wondering why she wasn't. Anyway, we really do need to talk to the girl. If Dylan sent her and thought she could help her we should give it a shot."
Jules went closer to them and stood in front of Emma.
"Why are you trusting Dylan so much?" Jules muttered and crossed his arms. The white fabric of the jacket strained by the elbows as he did so. Emma thought about how he had grown so fast the last couple of years and felt sorry for Mark who had missed both him and his other siblings grow up.
She shook her head to focus and stepped closer to Jules. "I'm trusting him because I know he's trying to help us. I know him."
"You don't even know what he is. None of us do."
"That doesn't matter. Right now he's somebody who's helped us by leading this girl to us. Hopefully she in her turn can help us."
"She could be anybody! Dylan wasn't even who you thought he was. How can you be so sure you know who he is now?"
"I know Dylan, okay? With or without supernatural powers", Emma said and stepped so close to him their noses were nearly touching.
Cristina stepped in between them. "Okay, that's enough tension. Jules, you've gotta trust Emma. She likes you, don't be the jealous guy."
"The jealous guy?" he questioned but she ignored him.
"And Emma, we'll help you but you've gotta understand it's hard for all of us to know who to trust."
"I understand, but this girl is our best chance at the moment."
"She is", Cristina agreed. "We'll go to her. Jules you coming with us?"
He was still dumbfounded by Cristina's comment about him but nodded his head slowly.
They walked out of the door with him following behind them while muttering. Something about not being jealous.
As they reached the room which had been assigned to the girl Emma was confused to why Diana wasn't there. When she asked Cristina she only opened the door and went inside.
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The Dark Artifices: Lady of Los Angeles
FanfictionA few years after the war Emma and the Blackthorns have tried to adapt to their new family, their uncle who now lives with them and the Mexican girl, Cristina. Emma tries to hide her feelings for her parabatai all while she still tries to figure out...