City Of Bones

Chapter 13

Clary and Jace left the Institute in silence, both staring off at different places. Occasionally, Jace would open his mouth to say something only to close it again. Clary was fine with the lack of conversation, it gave her a chance to think about things and not worry about what she should say to Jace. When they had entered the train Jace finally spoke.

"What happened back there with Hodge?" He questioned. Clary finally turned to look at him.

He looked tired as dark shadows hung around his eyes that resembled of golden maple syrup at the moment. He was wearing what he usually wore, a loose white shirt with a leather jacket pulled over it and jeans. He didn't seem like the guy to wear designs or anything that stood out but he didn't need to. His appearance made him stand out anywhere and the two girls sitting across from them proved it as they stared at Jace and giggled to each other. Clary rolled her eyes at them and moved her attention back to Jace who had also noticed the girls.

"He didn't believe you when you told him we just happen to go there." Clary explained and brushed back her tangled red curls. She wore them loose and they were still slightly wet from the recent shower she had taken. "He said he thought you were covering up something for me." Jace let out a small chuckle.

"Got to give him credit for figuring it out." He smirked and Clary was about to bring up the fact that if he hadn't followed her none of this would've happened but she bit it back. Either way the werewolves would've likely still invaded in search for her and she didn't think she could've handled vampires and werewolves trying to rip each other apart.

"Well now he's suspicious," Not that it matters, Clary thought. I'll be gone soon enough.

"Everyone is suspicious with that rumor about Valentine going around." Jace pointed out and Clary nodded. He was right and Clary was happy that the Clave was notified that Valentine might be back.

"No one knows who to trust." Clary whispered as they exited the train and started down the street towards Clary's home.

"So that friend of your mother's, Luke, is a werewolf?" Jace asked and Clary flinched. She had wished he didn't know about Luke but there was no point, he had heard the other werewolves talk about him in respect.

"Yea."

"You associate with downworlders?" He asked as if it was against the law and Clary grew irritated. Who was he to talk about associating with downworlders when he himself was flirting with a fairy.

"Yes I do because he's like family and I didn't think you'd be so eager to slam on downworlders when you flirt mercilessly with them," Clary snapped back and he looked startled for a moment and then understanding flashed through his eyes. He smirked.

"Mad I'm not using my charms on you?" He laughed and she rolled her eyes.

She kicked at a rock in her way and glanced around the street. Suddenly, a white car, the same white car that Clary had seen before, rounded the street slowly. Clary's eyes widened and she noticed Jace was saying something to her but cut off when he noticed the change in her expression. The car sped up at the sight of them. She gasped in fear.

"Clary-?" Jace started but she had already grabbed a hold of his arm and pulled him with her as she sprinted down the street towards the next corner. She glanced back to see two unfamiliar men jump out of the car and run after them.

"Damn it!" Clary groaned and ran as Jace continued to demand what's wrong. Suddenly he came to a abrupt halt, dragging Clary back with him.

"Clary what are you doing?" He demanded but instead of answering, she just continued to try and pull him down the street as the men got closer.