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8. Sickness

Chapter 8: Sickness (3,3K)

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Jace's PoV

It's been two days since Jon finally admitted to me that he was gay, and I think that we're good, now. He didn't even talk back about finding me in his sister's bed, which is very fine for me. I mean, I don't want to linger more than necessary about my interactions with Clary. Especially with Jon.

Though I don't really have to worry about it, lately. She's been sick ever since that awkward morning, and so she's been dying in her room, fighting that nasty bug. Jon says that if a bug managed to get through Clary's defences, it must be something really awful because she never gets sick. I just think that she was exhausted, and that whatever illness got her used the opportunity.

I mean, I know how she likes to appear tough and all in front of us cadets, but I also see how she seems so tired sometimes during our graveyard shifts. Especially when we have sex. Last time, she just rolled on the side and went straight to sleep. What happened to that urban legend saying that girls have a renewal of energy after their climax?

So now, she's incubating in her room, and we're having a simulation of war. Jon and I each have a team of eleven. Well, I have eleven, he has ten because we're short of a cadet (his sister being sick to death), and we have to eliminate every single men of the other team. Jon and I know that this is going to be some personal vendetta because we both are very good at shooting in the sniper position. So, we both know that we'll try to take down the other like that, since last time couldn't differentiate us.

We both go each our ways, the Major telling us that he has eyes on each team; and before leading my team to the disaffected area the Major assigned us, I see him leaning to whisper something in his son's ear. Something that makes Jon grin like victory is his. Talk about being fair, Morgenstern.

I direct my team, saving Jordan as my last weapon because he's the fastest shooter, and I dispatch them on different levels, before settling on the roof. I tell Jordan that I'll keep in touch with him every five minutes, and that if he doesn't hear from me, he has to come to the roof to make sure I'm still 'alive'. Because when we're hit with a bullet of paintball, we have to play dead for real.

As I make myself comfortable on the rooftop and start looking for Jon through the viewfinder, he tells me through the transmitter: "Hope you're ready to get your ass wiped, Wayland."

"It's not because your Daddy is the Major that I'll go easy on you, Morgentern," I reply.

Only Jon and I can community through channel 2, the rest of my team connects with me through channel 1. And talking about them, Mags rogers me that there are suspicious activities on the ground floor. I tell him to investigate it with Alec and Mark, but before they can indicate me that they heard my order just fine, I hear three distinct gunshots.

I call for Mags and my two other men, but they're not answering anymore, making me curse under my breath. I look back through the viewfinder, and finally see where Jon is. He is on the field, hidden by our training equipment. And I can count at least eight men with him. Did he actually send three men on a suicide mission? That's cheeky.