A Clace Classic

20

Jace POV

I try reading through the books to find a cure for Clary, but as I started reading my thoughts wondered to her only. I couldn't focus.

"This is helpless." I whispered to myself. I stand knowing that I would never get anything done with Clary in the infirmary unconscious.

I needed to see her. She was my everything and seeing her although she wouldn't be awake, I knew seeing her resting would make me feel better. I make my way into the hallway, my feet scuffing the floor as I refused to pick up my feet.

I wondered if Callie was still awake, so I made a detour. I stopped in our room and looked at the bed where Clary and I had been just days ago. I saw the imagine of us cuddled closely, enjoying each other's touch. I looked away, shutting my eyes tightly, unable to relive this memory knowing Clary's condition.

I moved to the dresser and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked away immediately after seeing my dirt eyes, I was tired although I would never admit it. I pulled the small box out of my pocket and opened it.

Seeing the small diamond engagement ring brought me more pain. I feared I would never get to ask her to be, in law, my everything. I close it, unable to think of that possibility. I opened my drawer and place it gently in there, praying to the angels that they'd give me the chance to propose to her. My heart ache as my mind wondered to the possibility that I wouldn't.

I heard the door creak up and I looked up expecting Callie to emerge from the hallway, but my eyes landed on Magnus. He looked at me with his kind sympathetic eyes, and I worried he had to say.

"I saw you in the library." Magnus said as he stood in the doorway. I didn't move.

"Are there any new updates?" I said blankly. I wasn't in the mood for so kind of pep talk, that I knew was coming.

"No, but Jace-" I groaned and he stopped and took a deep breath. Let the pep talk begin, I said to myself. "I just wanted to say. I think you should go be with Clary." Magnus's kind words did nothing but make me aggravated.

"I am trying to save her, Magnus! I can't live without her!" I shouted extending me my arm in frustration. It falls back down at my side. Magnus gentle speaks.

"You should sit with her and say what you need." I sat on the bed and my hands caressed the sheets that Clary was in not even 24 hours ago. I placed my head in my hands and rested my elbows on my knees. "I don't know how much longer my magic can hold out until this cure or even another can save her."

I stayed quiet as a tear ran down my face. I felt defeated. I was breaking inside, seeing Clary unconscious killed me but not seeing her hurt me just as much. I wish I could do something.

"But I can go check on her if you would like." Magnus said after minutes in silence. I heard him as he exited slowly.

"No," I said getting up. He stopped in his tracks, trying to hide his smile from his accomplishment. "I'll go see her." I said as I walked over to where he stood. "Thank you." I said patting his shoulder shortly.

I turn back looking into our room, remembering the imagine of her smile. I close my eyes and smile with her. I walk back in there and look in the drawer that was still open. The box, I had set down, was in the same place I had put it. I hesitate as I pick it up.

"If..." I say to myself, but I stop and realize I need to stay positive. It was what she would want. "for when she wakes." I told myself as I clenched the box against my chest.