Ours (clace)

Twenty four

This is honestly my favourite chapter so far and it's hella long, you'll soon see why.. Let me know what you think of this one! X

J A C E

"What are you doing?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow as I entered our shared bedroom later on that night, seeing Clary sat on the edge of the bed with her cellphone clutched tightly in her left hand.

"Emma's not picking up." She mumbled worriedly, lifting the phone up as she dialled the number once again, receiving no answer in return.

"Emma who? Carstairs?" I questioned confusedly, throwing my leather jacket down onto the bed before making my way over towards her.

"Yes, Emma Carstairs, who else would it be?" Clary sighed, placing the phone down before running a nervous hand through her hair.

"Hey, calm down. She's probably busy with something, she might be on patrol or out with the Blackthorns." I stated, taking a seat next to her on our bed whilst I pulled her into my side, trying to sooth her.

"Emma never misses my calls, not once." Clary spoke up, head resting comfortably against my shoulder.

"Do you pair talk often? I didn't know you kept in touch." I questioned, wanting nothing more than to take her mind off of things so that she'd stop worrying.

"We talk once every single month, ever since the war ended; we've never lost contact." Clary replied, fiddling with the loose cotton that hung from the end of her woolly cardigan.

"I admire that girls courage, always have done. Both hers and Julian's really, the bond they have is one hell of a special one." I muttered, rubbing my hand up and down Clary's arms whilst I spoke, thoughts running through my mind whilst I gazed out of the window at the clouded nighttime sky.

"They were the first and so far only pair of parabatai to reveal their love and fight against the Clave's law to stay together, what they did has become legendary." Clary spoke, smile lingering on her lips as she thought back to the day that Julian Blackthorn had finally had enough of keeping his feelings hidden away from the world..

FLASHBACK

It'd been a cold and stormy night back when the law that revolved around the parabatai bond changed forever.

Alec and Jace had been called to the Hall of Accords on urgent business, and since Alec was away in California having a small getaway vacation with Magnus, Clary had decided to take his place and accompany Jace back to Idris.

All they had been expecting was a never ending business meeting on some sort of downworlder breaking the accords, or the fair folk causing trouble with the mundanes, but it had turned into so much more..

They'd reached the Hall not long after receiving the notice, but what they didn't expect was to find Emma Carstairs sobbing on the old stone steps as two guards gripped ahold of her struggling frame.

"Hey hey, what's going on here?" Jace had taken immediate action, jogging up to the trio as he stared at them in confusion.

"It's none of your business Jace Herondale, now step aside." One of the guards had spoken, glaring at Jace whilst he tried to hold Emma in a firm grip as she struggled.

"I think you'll find it is our business, since we were called here by the conclave." Clary stated, watching with angry eyes as the elder shadowhunters grabbed Emma's arms harshly in their tight grips.