POV change: Alec

They finally removed the handcuffs on my wrists, but they're still sore. I was rubbing them when the blond from before walked in. "Hey, Alec." the blond said walking over to me. I frowned as I looked at his face, I want to remember him, but I can't, why? "Clary told me she's pregnant, can you imagine, little version's of her running around?" the guy said smiling in thought.

"I don't know little versions of you would be kind of cool too." I said then close my mouth, what the hell? Why would I say that? I don't know him, or Clary...do I?

"Nah, I'd rather have little redheaded girls any day of the week." The blond said smiling at me. "Look I don't know what happened to you, but you know you can always count on me to be there to help." The guy said and I can't explain it, but I feel like I know his name.

"Jace..." I say testing the name before continuing. "Jace, you can't help, because even if there was something wrong, you can't help, if Magnus, the guy I apparently have two kids with, can't help, how can you?" I asked glaring at Jace.

Jace sighed at me before punching me in the face. Damn it, did I do something to piss these guys off or something? I groan and grip my now bleeding nose tightly.

"I can help by knocking some sense into your head. You may not remember anything, but I do, when I was possessed by Lilith, you were there and you helped snap me out of it. When I was with Sebastian, you were there to save me, now let me return the favor and help you, moron." Jace said playfully punching my arm.

I grip my head, everything he said, everything, it made my head hurt, he was with Sebastian? But that can't be right I was with him...wasn't I?

"Hey, that mark on your neck, where'd you get it from?" Jace asked eyeing my neck. I was in too much pain to look.

"Sebastian..." I say under my breath before passing out.

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