Wow, it's been a really long time, sorry about that . . . Truthfully I wasn't even going to continue this story or my other one for that matter, I've just been so busy this year. But I came home from school sick today so I figured it would be a good time to write some more, I hope you forgive me!

Anyway, here we go.

Chapter 7

"I still think we should restrain her in some way, I mean, she is Valentine's daughter, assuming what she said was the truth." Alec said, arms crossed over his chest uncomfortably. He wouldn't look me, Jace, or Isabelle in the eyes, he just glared at the kitchen table where we all sat.

"I hate to admit it but, Jace, really she could be tricking you." Isabelle said, looking a little guilty for saying what she did.

Jace glared at them both, his eyes the color of burnt honey. He was standing and had his arms crossed over his chest like Alec but unlike Alec, he didn't look comfortable. He looked . . . Scary.

"I don't know if you two have noticed but Hodge is gone. How did he get out, if it weren't for an extremely powerful shadow hunter?" he took a sharp looking dagger out of nowhere and spun it carelessly in his hand, looking down at it with vague interest. "Valentine is powerful."

"Was powerful, Jace." We all jumped at the voice that sounded behind us. I turned around in surprise and saw an Isabelle double.

Well, not exactly like Isabelle. This women was obviously older and had blue eyes like Alec's instead of her dark eyes. I assumed it was their mother, Mayrse.

Jace looked surprised to see her but quickly hid the emotion, leaning against the marble counter. "Hello Mayrse."

She looked at him hard at first but it quickly morphed into a softer expression. She sighed. "Jace, what is going on?"

Alec answered before Jace had the chance. "This girls name is Clarissa. She claims to be Valentine's daughter." Mayrse stiffened for a moment before her eyes landed on me. I watched her eyes widen than narrow.

"Where did you find her?"

Jace cut in, sending a glare at Alec. "We were out hunting for a demon. We ran into her and two other people, one being her brother, Jonathon."

Mayrse was frozen for a long while, her eyes fixated on me. Under her icy gaze I felt unwelcome, anxious. I wanted to run from this place and never come back.

Finally, Mayrse spoke. "Boys, Isabelle, please take Clarissa to the training room and wait for me there. I have to get someone."

Confused, Isabelle stood. "Mother, should we just let her be unrestrained?"

It was Mayrse who look confused now. "You are all shadow hunters with years of training. Three of you against one of her. Besides that fact, she is dwarfed by all of you-"

"Hey!" I said, outraged."

"-I assume you can keep her controlled without going to those measures." And with that she left, already looking more uptight than when she had arrived.

"I am not that short and I could take all of you if I really wanted to." I said, gathering up the last of my dignity.

Jace grinned. "Please, you barely come up to my knees."

I rolled my eyes and stood up, causing Alec and Isabelle to mimic the action immediately. "That's a bit of an exaggeration. I'd say the top of my head is about at your chin."

Isabelle cocked her head and nodded. "I'm going to have to agree with Clary."

"Oh, ganging up on my now, are we?" Jace said.

Isabelle ignored him, sighing. "I wish I was short."

I looked at her incredulously. "You're joking, right? Being short sucks."

Isabelle shook her head and started leading me out of the room, apparently forgetting that I was a threat, and leaving two confused looking boys in the kitchen to hurriedly catch up. "You're the perfect height for guys. I mean, sure, they tend to like us tall but that just doesn't work as well. It's awkward being taller than them. I mean, I can't even wear heels!"

"Not that that stops her much." Jace grumbled from behind us.

I wrinkled my nose. "I hate heels, I don't understand why people were them."

Isabelle rolled her eyes. "There is so much you could learn from me, it's ridiculous."

I shrugged and stopped in front of a large door. Isabelle opened it and we entered a large room filled with training materials. "Wow, this is nice." I said.

"Didn't you have something like this when you trained with Valentine?" Jace asked, coming up beside me.

I shook my head. "My father-er Valentine, I mean, he wasn't one for easy training."

"What do you mean?" Isabelle asked, sitting down on a workout mat.

"I mean that very first time I held a knife he put me in a maze with two demons. I wasn't allowed out until they were dead." I glanced at their horrified faces and shrugged. "I learned how to survive."

"What a bastard. How could you treat your kid like that?" Jace said. He was laying on his back, his legs and arms spread out like he was preparing to make a snowman. His golden eyes flicked across the ceiling.

I shrugged, uncomfortable. I had learned a lot that way, whether I wanted to admit it or not.

I heard heels-the blasted things-clicking down the hallway to the room we were in. We all turned to the door but I was the only one to freeze when it opened, revealing two women, one being Mayrse and the other someone I'd never seen before in my life but at the same time, it felt like I'd seen her everyday of my existence.

Her red hair was pulled back into a messy braid and she was wearing a white t-shirt and jean overalls covered in paint. Her green eyes stared back into mine, almost an identical match.

"Hey Jocelyn." Isabelle said, standing up along with Alec. The only one who didn't move an inch was Jace. He stayed frozen, eye brows raised at Jocelyn.

I made a move to stand but fell back onto my butt and ended up scrambling back a bit.

Jocelyn's eyes were locked on mine and her paint splattered hand resting over her mouth. A violent shiver rocked it's way through my body and my stomach twisted into knots.

"Clarissa . . ." She took a step forward but I didn't move. Suddenly she was kneeling in front of me, taking the hand that had been over her mouth and running it down my cheek, not quite touching but close enough that I could feel the heat of her skin. "Clary."

"How do you know my name?" I asked, voice shaking uncontrollably. I couldn't even care anymore, not that Isabelle and Alec were looking from Jocelyn and I to their mother is astonishment, or that Jace stood a few feet behind Jocelyn's back, watching me.

She bit her lip, her eyes watering. "I thought you were dead." She whispered. She stood up quickly, her entire being shaking with rage. "He told me my baby was dead." He voice was calm and icy. Deadly.

"Jocelyn . . ." Mayrse took a few steps forward, a hand reaching out hesitantly.

"That bastard told me my daughter was dead." I just stared up at her as she stared down at me. "She's not." Her voice softened and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. "She's right here."

I could see Jace take a step back in surprise but I barely registered the movement. My mother . . . She was right here, right in front of me. I thought she had been dead too. That is what my father had told me.

"Mayrse, Jace." Jocelyn-my mother- said, still not taking her eyes off of me.

"Yes?" Jace answered.

She finally turned to him. "I want Valentine dead."

So, was it as bad as I thought it was? I'm a little rusty on the characters, I haven't read the books in a while so tell to how it was, was it worth the wait? Anyway, read and review! Thanks guys!

Sorry about the wait, Booky.