"How can this be possible?" Hodge stared at the card in horror before he sent Jocelyn a suspicious look. "You're not trying to fool me, are you?"
Jocelyn narrowed her green eyes. "No, Hodge, we're working on the same team."
"I'm sorry, but it's just that this wouldn't be the first time that you've hidden the Cup without giving it to the Clave, who truly own it."
"If they were able to keep a better hold on it I would've given it to them." Jocelyn was still ever-fearless, a raging fire. "But we both know how easy it is for things to go missing under their care."
Hodge flinched. "Really, Jocelyn, you're not a part of the Circle anymore, it's dangerous to criticize the Clave like that."
"Are you implying that they might do to me what they did to you? Curse me to be unable to leave this place? Never go back to Idris?" Jocelyn raised her chin. "What is there in Idris for me to go back to?"
"You still have family there." Hodge reminded. "Maryse told me once that your cousin Reginald has a child who should be around Chloe's age. Wouldn't you want to meet that child? See Reginald again? Be a part of the Shadowhunter community once more?"
"Reginald was an annoying dunce and my parents were the only members of my family who I even got along with. The rest of them were always brainwashed by the Clave and unable to have a single original thought of their own."
Hodge eyed her. "For someone who was integral in saving the Clave from Valentine, you do seem to detest it."
Jocelyn flinched. "If Valentine had won many innocent people would've died. You know that."
Hodge sighed. "Talking about innocents being hurt - how is the girl?"
Jocelyn hugged herself. "She's not doing well, whatever happened to her in that house is still affecting her." Her greens narrowed on Hodge. "None of this might've happened if you had listened to Magnus and not sent her to the Silent CIty."
"That was the Clave's decision, not mine. " Hodge narrowed his eyes on the woman. "I merely followed their orders."
"And you're good at following orders blindly, no matter how morally gray they may be, aren't you?"
"Don't forget that you also followed those orders!"
They glared at each other.
Finally Hodge backed down with a tired sigh. "Believe me when I say that I do not want that girl hurt, especially unnecessarily."
Jocelyn sighed and nodded. "I know. And I'm sorry. I just-I feel like I let Moira down so horribly and that this girl is my last shot at redemption."
Hodge nodded silently in understanding.
"If something horrible happens to her while in my care-I will have let Moira down irrevocably."
Hodge observed her silently.
Jocelyn's gaze went to the card in Hodge's hand. "I have a feeling that Chloe's block has to do with what happened to the Cup and why it isn't in the card anymore."
"The thought had crossed my mind." Hodge laid the card face-up on the table between them.
"There has to be a way to help Chloe remember quicker without hurting her further." Jocelyn leaned her hip against the table. "Something we haven't thought of as yet."
"Not according to Magnus Bane there isn't." Hodge frowned and clasped his hands over his chest as he leaned back on his chair. "How sure are we that he isn't keeping the block up and lying to us about it?"
Jocelyn shook her head. "I know Magnus, he wouldn't do that."
Hodge eyed her thoughtfully. "Even if he thought that by doing so he'd be keeping the whole Shadow World safe?" He observed Jocelyn for her reaction. "What better vaulted lock to keep the secret safe in than a girl's mind? Especially if you make it unstable?"
"Come on Jocelyn, think clearly and without emotion for right now. I know you and the Downworlder fought together in the Uprising and you consider him an ally, but he would know better than anyone what Valentine would do if he got a hold of the Cup." Hodge's voice was hard. "To a man like him, what is the sacrifice of one life if it saves millions?"
The man who'd received the Cup from the Angel sat over the two injured and weak bodies, one male and the other female. "Once you are completely healed you shall drink from the Cup and join us in the Shadowhunter ranks."
The girl smiled softly up at him. "Oh brother, what would my betrothed say to that?"
The man besides her was silent although clearly in pain.
"You were made to be a warrior, not someone's browbeaten wife." The one with the Cup announced to the girl before he turned to the man. "You shall get better soon, David. You will. I need you by my side, just like the David and Jonathan of yore."
The male gave him a small smile yet still didn't say anything.
"Keep her legs down, Smallville!" Lois snapped at the boy as she pinned down Chloe's head and kept a ruler between the girl's mouth to make sure that she didn't swallow or bite off her own tongue.
"She's-believe me-I'm shocked that I'm having so many problems here!" Clark grunted as he pressed the legs into the mattress. "Isabelle is sitting on her for crying out loud!"
That Isabelle was, the girl having sat down on Chloe's midsection in a effort to try and keep the spasming girl still. She looked very much like someone who was trying to ride a mechanic bull. "Just how strong is she?"
"Strong." Clark made a face.
"What could've happened in your father's room that sent her into this sort of frenzy?" Luke wanted to know as he held down one of her shoulders.
"I don't know." Jace just seriously hoped that Alec arrived with Magnus, and soon, because as he pinned down Chloe's other shoulder he didn't know how much longer any of them would be able to hold up. "She said she heard something and then she started to scream. She's been like this ever since."
"She needs to stop bleeding." Lois stared down at her cousin's face in worry. "Why is she bleeding?"
"She's hemorrhaging internally." Luke made a face. "If things don't stop, with the way things are going, she could go into cardiac arrest or suffer an aneurism."
Lois closed her eyes against those options. "She'll be okay. Mags will be here and know what to do."
The door flew open. "What have you all done to the girl?" Magnus stormed into the room, Alec close behind him.
"Mags!" Lois cried out in relief.
Luke sent her and the Downworlder a look.
Magnus moved to where Lois was and bent down to stare into Chloe's eyes, which were rolled back in her head, the girl bleeding from her eye-sockets. He hissed as he pulled away. "What did you do? The block is shattering!"
Lois' eyes widened in horror. "What?"
Jace felt coldness filling him, horror. "Why?"
"You tell me!" Magnus snapped in fury. "Something strong attacked the block and cracked it completely. The block's falling apart because of that and her mind and body are going into shock from the overload!"
"We're going to be fine." The redhead placed a hand on the raven-haired woman's shoulder. "We did it. We stopped Valentine and we have the Cup."
The dark haired woman gave a weak smile. "We both know that Valentine is still alive, and that one day he'll find us and take revenge against us for what we've done."
The redhead flinched. "We'll figure something-a way to keep him from getting the Cup."
The dark haired woman's blue eyes rose to rest on the Cup. "I already have."
"You've got to be able to do something!" Lois turned to Magnus.
The warlock frowned down at Chloe as the unconscious girl continued to spasm violently. "Anything I do will only make things worse."
"How can they be any worse?" Clark snapped.
The dark haired woman stared at the card in her hand, her other hand resting on her large stomach. Something shadowy haunted her eyes as she stared at what had been painted on the card, the scene depicted the Three of Cups, a replica of a painting that Valentine had commissioned his wife to paint in their manor when life had been good for them. The redhead had painted this picture in miniature as a way of darkly mocking Valentine, making his favored painting the trap for his most desired possession.
The youth in the picture appeared like angels with their blonde hair glowing in the sunlight, wreaths in said golden tresses, glowing cups held in their hands as they raised them as if in salute to the sun while dancing amongst each other.
In the middle, her hair longer than the others, a girl held up the Mortal Cup, a mischievous smile on her face as a finger from her free hand was brought to her lips, as if telling whoever saw the card that she had a secret and enjoyed it.
The pregnant woman holding the card hissed as within her, the child kicked. A small smile touched her face as she pressed her hand harder against her stomach in time to feel another kick. "It's all worth it."
"Do something." Jace's voice was dark and deadly calm as he stared up with flashing golden eyes.
Magnus shook his head. "I'll hurt her even more."
Jace let go of her hand and grabbed his seraph blade, holding it out with the tip pressed against Magnus' neck. "I said: do something."
"Moira! Do you know where my necktie with the red polka dots is?" The man stuck his head inside of the room.
The dark haired woman dropped the card into the baby's crib on reflex, hiding it even from her husband, as she gave him a small smile. "Isn't it in the closet?"
"I can't find it anywhere." He pouted.
She smirked. "I bet you I'll go and find it immediately."
"No, you definitely won't, I've searched that closet high and low." He shook his head.
The woman rolled her eyes as she moved towards him. "You'll owe me dinner at a very good restaurant when I find it in the closet."
"It's not in the closet!" He insisted as he hurried after her out of the room.
In the crib, the baby picked up the card and flung it around in her tiny fist while giving a coo.
On the card, the Mortal Cup began to glow.
"Don't do anything stupid, Jace!" Alec cried out.
"Jace..." Lois whispered.
Jace didn't look at her, didn't look away from Magnus as he kept his seraph blade trained on the warlock's neck. "I won't ask again."
Magnus' cat-eyes narrowed. "You don't want to do this."
"Jace!" Lois screamed, and it was the horror in her voice that finally drew his attention.
His eyes widened as he saw that Chloe had stopped spasming and now lay deathly still on the bed. "Is she still breathing?"
Lois, fingers pressed against Chloe's throat, looked up at him numbly. "She doesn't have a pulse."
The dark haired woman frowned as she watched the one year old laughing happily as she observed a fairy flying from flower to flower. She'd wished that things would be different, that the child had been born with a blind inner eye, and yet she could see that it wasn't so. She'd had her suspicions before but now they'd been confirmed: the child could easily see the Shadow World.
It was why she held onto the card and looked up at the girl. Maybe she should just do away with the card. Tear it up into a thousand pieces, it was the only way to make sure that her child was truly safe, but the Shadowhunter in her rejected the idea of destroying one of the Mortal Instruments like that.
Still, it posed a danger to her child, the woman knowing that if she had it Valentine would always come after her and he could find her daughter.
The woman held the card between her fingers, a split second away from tearing it apart and destroying it forever.
A phone rang and she looked up, eyes narrowed as she put down the card and moved out of the room to answer the ringing.
Now that the woman was out of the room, the card began to glow.
The child turned immediately to look at the card, clearly entranced as she began to stumble towards it on her chubby little legs. She whimpered as she arrived at the coffee table and reached for the card, and yet was unable to touch it.
A breeze picked up and blew the card into the child's tiny hands.
The child giggled as the Cup glowed a throbbing light before she cried out and dropped the card, a cut on her hand, her blood soaking the front of the card before it got soaked up into the card and disappeared from sight, and light exploded from the card.
When the woman rushed into the room minutes later the child was unconscious on the ground, bleeding profusely, and the Mortal Cup had disappeared from the card.
Jace stood frozen, his seraph blade falling to the ground.
"Chloe!" Lois screamed as she stared down at her cousin's pallid face. "CHLOE!"
"The doctors can't figure out what happened to her." The woman cried as she clung to her husband as they stood over the child's bed, the blonde unconscious. "They said it was as if she'd been burnt from the inside and the scratches look like they happened from within!"
He held her tightly. "What could've happened to her while you were talking to me on the phone?"
"I don't know!" She cried harder. "If anything happens to her-!"
"She'll be okay." He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "She's a resilient little thing."
"Burnt lacerations! Gabe!" She cried before she opened her eyes and turned them on her daughter, those blues widening when she found the little girl awake and watching them in silence.
The one year old gave her a crooked smile, her greens twinkling in mischief as she brought her finger to her lips.
The woman's eyes widened in horror.
Chloe cried out as her eyes flew open and she jolted up into a sitting position, her eyes wide and her breaths desperate gasps for air as she clutched at her chest tightly.
"Chloe!" Lois threw herself at the unprepared blonde with a sob, wrapping her arms around her neck. "I thought you'd died!"
Chloe fought the urge to push Lois away and gasp for more air, instead tried to get control of her claustrophobic feelings as she looked around her at the pale faces. "What… happened?"
"Let her go, Lois." Magnus appeared to Chloe's side and placed his hands down on her head as he stared into her green eyes, his cat-eyes narrowed. He then hesitated before he pulled away. "The block is gone."
"How are you feeling, Chlo?" Clark asked softly.
"I have a headache." The blonde gave a weak smile before her gaze went to Magnus. "So, is this a good thing or a bad thing? Will I go insane in the brain?"
The warlock remained silent and didn't answer.
Chloe's gaze slipped from him and scanned the room, surprised to find Alec and Isabelle there. She then noticed Jace, the golden haired boy standing apart from everyone, pale and a highly disturbed expression on his face. "Are you okay?"
He smiled an ugly smile.
She was taken aback by the viciousness in that smile and the darkness in those eyes.
The door opened and Jocelyn rushed into the room, Luke and Hodge behind her. The redhead's green eyes widened as she saw Chloe, relief on her face as she hurried towards her. "He said you'd stopped breathing!"
"I did?" Chloe asked those in the room, shocked.
Clark nodded and cleared his throat, his voice thick with emotion. "Yeah. You didn't have a pulse either."
Chloe gulped. "That's-scary."
"You're telling us?" Lois whispered as she sat down hard on the edge of the bed. "I thought you were dead."
Chloe gazed at her cousin, who was visibly trying to hold herself together, and the blonde twisted around enough to wrap her arms around Lois.
Lois cried as she hugged her tightly.
Isabelle and Alec shared looks.
"We need to do something about this block, it is killing her." Luke looked up at Magnus. "I know you said-."
"There's nothing to do," Magnus interrupted. "The block has shattered. It doesn't exist anymore."
Hodge's eyes widened as he turned his gaze on the blonde girl. "How are you?"
"I'm not insane, I think." She gave him a weak smile over Lois' shoulder as she continued to hug Lois. "Then again, I don't think crazy people realize they're crazy."
Lois held onto her tighter.
Chloe realized she wasn't doing a good job when it came to being comforting.
"Just the fact that you're wondering that…" Luke gave her a small, relieved smile before he cleared his throat and turned to everyone. "Okay. Out. She needs rest."
Isabelle gave Chloe a silent salute before she left.
Alec eyed her and cleared his throat before he gave her a small smile and followed after his sister.
Hodge reached over and patted her shoulder. "Once you are feeling up to it we should have a talk."
Chloe nodded and gave him a tiny smile. "Of course."
Clark came over and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Thank god you're okay." He pulled away and eyed her. "I'm coming to see you first thing tomorrow."
She gave Clark a colossal smile. "I'd be insulted if you didn't."
Clark gave her another kiss on her forehead before leaving the room.
Jocelyn gave them a little look, a smile on her lips as she reached out and rubbed Chloe's thigh comfortingly before she placed the hand on Lois' shoulder. "Why don't you and I go and get her something to eat?"
Lois sniffled as she pulled away before she nodded. "Yeah, she should eat."
Jocelyn smiled at the brunette before her greens turned to Chloe. "Lay down for a while. We'll be back."
Luke eyed the two of them. "If they become friends… that's a scary thought." He then turned to Chloe and rubbed her head tenderly. "Try and rest, okay kid?"
"Not a kid." And yet she smiled tenderly back at him.
Luke eyed Jace before he left the room.
Silence reigned in the room before Jace surprised her by turning and heading towards the door.
"Jace." Her voice stopped him, the guy keeping his rigid back to her. "I need to talk to you."
"Not now." His voice was curt.
She was shocked and a little hurt. "What's wrong with-?"
"Just-I don't want to talk right now." He moved to grab the handle.
"I know where the Mortal Cup is."
He froze as he tightened his hands around the handle. "I don't care."
Her eyes widened. "How can you say that?"
"Easily." His hand was shaking. "I. Don't. Care."
The blonde narrowed her green eyes on his back. "Look, I don't know what's wrong with you all of a sudden, but-."
"You don't know what's wrong." He gave a dark, ugly laugh. "You don't know what's wrong."
"Is there an echo in here?" She snapped at his back, annoyed by his attitude.
He shook his head and yanked open the door.
Chloe panicked, desperately not wanting him to go. "It's inside me."
Jace froze before he suddenly closed the door and turned to face her, horror in his every expression. "What did you say?"
"The power source that kept the block up? It's from the Cup." Chloe gulped.
Jace looked around him before he stormed towards her bed. "What you're saying is impossible."
She shook her head. "I don't know how exactly it happened, or what exactly it means, but ever since I woke up I've just known that it's inside of me." She reached out and grabbed Jace's hand. "When I was a kid Valentine made a comment about how I glowed, and then he mentioned it again when I saw him that night. I didn't understand what he was saying, and I think he doesn't even realize it completely, but I think that glow was from the Cup."
Jace closed his eyes and breathed in before he sat down next to her on the bed. "It's impossible, but even if somehow it really was inside of you-."
"Since I was a kid," Chloe interrupted. "That is the reason why my mother blocked me. I don't-I don't think she was really blocking me." She tightened her grip on Jace. "I think she was blocking the Cup."
Jace opened his eyes and trained those golden depths on her. "No one can know this. No one."
Chloe nodded and licked her lips. "If it was somehow able to get inside of me, then there has to be a way to remove it."
"This is still only a theory." Jace reminded her. "It could be-."
"It's not just a theory. It's the truth." Chloe stared at him. "And I need your help to find a way to get it out of me before anyone finds out, especially Valentine."
Jace paled. "You might be his daughter, but I see him being capable of ripping you open to get that Cup."
"He mightn't be my-."
Jace leaned forwards and kissed her deeply before he rested his forehead against hers. "I couldn't protect you-I couldn't do anything." He took in a deep breath. "You stopped breathing."
Chloe suddenly wondered if this was why he'd been so curt with her before, if it really hadn't been his anger towards himself and not any ill feel directed at her. "Jace, I'm fine." She reached up to cup his face, rubbing her thumbs against his jaw. "I think-I'm going to be okay now."
They stayed like that, resting their foreheads together, silent as they both digested Chloe's revelation and what exactly it meant for them.