There was an attack. No...a rescue..? The Clave had found the whereabouts of the house where you, Jayce, Clary, and Johnathan were located. It was a rescue mission to get you all back, and capture Johnathan Morgenstern...the monster. Jayce and Clarissa were saved... In the last moments of the fight the house was transported somewhere else, with you and Johnathan. As the house jolted and shook, you stumbled with Johnathans grip on your arm. Now, it was just the two of you, you were a means to a bargain. Or a black mail... Useful to him. But, he was hurt.... His black blood dripped from his lips from the powerful use of his power, and the fight against the Shadowhunters. You couldn't escape due to the runes on the door, and...you could bear to see him this way... He was practically on the verge of death.

(A few days later) You had been trying to take care of him, trying to help him as best you could. You weren't sure why but, there was something about seeing him so weak and in pain...that you couldn't stomach it. And if he died you'd still be trapped here. Johnathan laid on the couch, wearing a stained red white button up shirt and black pants. He had bandages over his body, and now you needed to re-clean them and change them. His demon blood sped up the process of course, but these wounds...were worse than expected. And they weren't getting better. He was getting sicker. You reached out and grabbed the top button of his shirt. His hand clasped around your wrist harshly. "Don't." He warned, venom in his voice. He was stubborn...as always...