metanoia | alec lightwood

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"Hey, Jace." I heard Underhill say, who's back us to me as he waited for the elevator, "Alec promoted me to Head of Security, and if you have a minute, I'd love to pick your brain-"

Underhill trails off when Jace completely ignores him, "I guess that's a no-"

"Hey, Barbie- that was rude." I walked toward my best friend, an opened book on my hands, as he ignored me just like he did Underhill, "Jace-"

"Jace?" I tried again, only to click my tongue and shut the book in my hands, stretching out my arms just for the kick of it, before hitting him in the back of the head with my book, making him jump lightly and grab his head, looking at me with wide eyes.

"What the hell's wrong with you?" I placed a hand on my hip, looking at him, "Iz told me that you've been MIA since the club-"

Jace was frantically looking around, looking confused, "I- what?-"

"Oh, and why didn't one of you idiots call me?" I crossed my arms, "We've have the Owl in our possession right now if I were there-"

Jace looks at me, "How did I-"

"How did you what?" I stared at him, blinking a few times, "Where have you been, Jace?"

"I have no idea." Jace looked me with slight fright.

Concern filled me, "What?-"

-

"The last thing I remember, I was- I was fighting Jonathan in the club, but-" Jace was stammering as I sat with him in his room, "But, then- he must've knocked me out, but it was-"

"Okay, Crazy-" I folded my hands together, my elbows resting against my thighs, "Jonathan isn't the Owl."

Jace looks at me, "How do you know?"

"Because based on what the ginger told me, Iz slashed him with her whip, and the electrum in it didn't burn him like it would have if it were really Jonathan." I told him, tilting my head to the side lightly.

"But-" Jace began to trail off, "But, the nightmares I've been having-"

"Are just nightmares." I cut him off, staring at him, "They're not signs- Jonathan is for sure, dead."

"Then that's good." Jace nods slow, looking ahead, "Yeah, that's good."

"Hey-" I put my hand on his knee comfortingly, my voice low, "I'm worried about you."

Jace looks at me, not saying anything.

"Something's definitely wrong-" I knew it deep down, "Do you think it's because of the wish?"

"No-" Jace shook his head, "I'm- I'm fine."

"You aren't fine." I huffed lightly and got up, "Look, we need to tell the others- about the wish, maybe they know something we don't-"

"No!" Jace got up immediately and grabbed my arms, "Zee, listen, you need to swear to me that you haven't told anyone else about this."

"I haven't yet." I looked up at him, "But, we can't keep this from them anymore, I need to tell someone, Jace-"

"Zee, we've been through this- you compelled the one wish from Raziel." Jace tightened his grip on my arm just lightly, "You and I both know that to the Clave, that's the worst offense possible."

"I don't care if they throw me in the Gard, Jace." I stared at him, "Not if it means I can get you the help you need- especially if my wish is what did this to you-"

"Zee, I've lost you twice already." Jace's words hurt my heart, "I don't plan on losing you a third time- and this time being for good."

I went quiet, staring at him.