TMI future

Coffee, and more coffee...

Clary came back with nothing. Jace looked at her fuzzy hair, her sad look and her tired face. In three seconds, two stride and one compassionned look, Jace was at her side, taking her in his arms.
-What is it, honey?
Clary sighted and got in a weird story about a red haired "macho" who attacked Bilbo and how she went all Showhunter on the macho. She ended her story talking about how everybody was fascinated and wanted to give her company cards.
-Who's Bilbo, asked Jace.
Then, he remembered Simon talking about him.
-The Habbib?
-It's a Hobbit, and no. His name is Luis. I call him Bilbo because he looks like him.
-Well, it's kinda of a funny story. Why do you look so sad, then?
-Because that Luis looked familiar. I think I saw him walking around the institute.
-You mean he's one of the creeps that walks around the Institute looking for proofs that we exist.
Jace was talking about the Stalkers. Mundanes that believes in Shadowhunters. They know they exist because they are Bible freaks or heard about them. The Stalkers get their names from their actions; they walk around the Institute looking for Shadowhunters to pop into thin air.
-Yeah. Well, I think. So anyway, there's two things. First: I think he is a Stalker. Second: I don't have coffee. Sorry.
-It's okay. It tastes like garbage anyway. Only Luke likes it.
Luke and Jocelyn were on their annual trip in Indonesia. Jocelyn loved everything there; the animal temples, the ocean, the Gili Island, the animals, the forests, the people... Everything. Luke; not so much. He found the animals scary, the bugs too much present... But he loved his wife, and his wife loved Indonesia.
-Where is Julian and Emma, asked Magnus, coming out of the bathroom. I called them an hour ago.
-There must be a lot of traffic.
Magnus nodded, indifferent.
-How is Alec, he asked.
-Well, I don't know. He's been in there for what seems like days, answer Jace while pointing at the door.

Simon's pov

Simon would concentrate on everything except Izzy and his own hand. She was crushing it while yelling.
-Push, yelled the doctor. It's nearly there!
Izzy yelled a last time, and passed out.
The nurse took in her arms. A small sight came out of her mouth.
-Doctor, we need to take her to the OR.
The doctor nodded.
-Mr. Lewis, we need to take your fiancé into surgery. There is a problem.