He was a boy. She was a girl. Could it be any more obvious? They both found love where it wasn't supposed to be.
Catalina tossed and turned, night terrors plaguing her once dreamless sleep. Her body wouldn't repent, before she finally gave in, and woke up. Her head was pounding, and her eyes watering. What could she have been dreaming about that put her in this state? It all flooded back to her. The nightmare that had haunted her as long as she could remember, the boy in the burning tower, and as she reached the top, she'd fall right back down. She swung her legs over the bed, and got up, going to the training room provided at the Clave. She was high up after all, being a Blackthorn. By the time she'd finished, her knuckles were bleeding, and Consul Penhallow had walked in. She said, "Catalina, you have been assigned to the New York Institute to question Clarissa Fairchild, Jonathan Herondale, Alexander and Isabelle Lightwood, and Jonathan Morgenstern"
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i found || Jonathan Morgenstern
FanfictionHe was a boy, she was a girl. What happens when an official from the clave comes to question Jonathan Morgenstern? Will he crack under the pressure, or will he open up about past experiences. Will she learn to hide her feelings, or will they overpow...
