Lois Lane cried out as she awoke, finding herself in some dark room, candles burning all around her. She was confused, disoriented, and scared. The last thing she could remember was Valentine grabbing her with his slimy hands and then everything had gone dark. What had happened after that? Why had she suddenly blacked out right before she was going to elbow him hard in his ribs to force him to let her go?
Lois' eyes widened as she turned to see Jace in a seat in the darkness, eyeing her. "What is going on? And what are you doing here watching me sleep?" She drew the sheets up to her body. "That's creepy as hell."
He smirked darkly at her and motioned to the other side of the bed. "I wasn't watching you sleep."
Lois' gaze turned to her side, and she let out a breath of relief to find Chloe asleep next to her. "What's going on, Jace?"
"We're trapped on this side of the Portal, in Idris." Jace replied evenly. "Chloe ordered me to go through the Portal after you, and once we were on the other side my father destroyed it so no one else could follow us through."
She felt a cold chill race down her back. "We're trapped?"
He nodded. "My father is quite pleased with himself."
Lois narrowed her eyes at that wording. "Then why don't you seem all that happy? I thought this was part of your master plan as well?"
"He's my father, I want to trust him, I should trust him." Jace lowered his gaze, features visibly disturbed.
"But you don't, do you?" Lois realized, voice soft.
His golds rose to her. "He said she belonged to him, that he owned her." A muscle jumped in Jace's cheek. "That she was his."
Lois narrowed her eyes. "Is it distrust you feel towards him, or jealousy?"
"A bit of both, I suppose." Jace licked his lips. "Either way, it works in your favor, doesn't it?"
She nodded slowly. "True." Silence descended between them before she took in a deep breath. "Do we know if the others made it out alive?"
He shook his head. "No idea."
She closed her eyes tightly. "I hope they did."
Jace's gaze went to the window, where the dawn's light was beginning to shine out. "I hope that the mundane did, at least. The other two I really don't care that much about."
"You should. One is your mother and the other is like a father to Chloe." Lois narrowed her eyes at him. "She's going to be worried as hell about him! And so am I!"
Jace looked chastised but didn't say anything.
Lois sighed. "If Valentine hadn't kidnapped me, and Chloe told you to come after me-would you still have come through the Portal?"
He shrugged. "I don't know, I was hesitating, I'm not sure what I would've decided to do." He took in a deep breath. "He's my father. I-I want a place where I feel that I belong."
"But you obviously don't trust him, no matter what you might be preaching to her." Lois narrowed her hazels on Jace. "Is her mother even really here or was that something you told her to make her want to come?"
Jace looked shocked that she would even suggest that. "Of course her mother is here! I wouldn't have lied to her about that!"
"I know Aunt Moira's the only reason why Chloe was hesitant about this instead of refusing to come resolutely." She took in a deep breath. "Damn it, it is always that woman's fault!" She ran her fingers through her hair. "Now I'm kidnapped here and being held hostage, and you two are going to be signed up for Brainwashing 101."
"I doubt you're going to be kept 'hostage', you're useful to him." Jace raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, really?" Lois sneered. "And other than as a hostage how else could I be useful to him? I'm just a 'no-account mundane' and-."
He leaned forwards in his seat. "You don't know."
She narrowed her eyes. "Don't know what exactly?"
He motioned to the mirror. "Go to that and pull your hair away from the back of your neck. Use the smaller mirror to look at the back."
Lois raised an eyebrow before she slipped out of the bed and did as told, grabbing the hand-held mirror and pulling her long hair out of the way, angling the mirror to get a better look with the full-length mirror behind her. At first she didn't see anything, and then she realized it was because it wasn't there anymore, only a faded, light imprint. "Is that-?"
"A rune." Jace nodded as he leaned back in his seat again.
Lois ran her fingers over the skin. "But that's impossible. Chloe said that mundanes can't bear having the mark on them, that something happens to them."
"They become Forsaken."
Lois nearly dropped the mirror in horror. "Those things we fought were once humans?!"
He nodded in silence.
She gulped, suddenly terrified.
"That's a special binding and hiding rune, I'm assuming Hodge placed it on you. Concealment was one of his specialties." Jace took in a deep breath.
Lois put the mirror down. "Why am I not a Forsaken?"
"I thought that would be obvious." Jace gave her a twisted smile. "Chloe's not the only one who was being passed off as mundane when she was actually carrying Shadowhunter blood in her."
Lois felt her world shake. "But I can't see the Shadow World like she can."
"That's because you were born with a blind Inner Eye." Jace seemed to have all of the answers tonight. "You were born how Moira wished Chloe had been. Many Shadowhunter children are unable to see the Shadow World and need to be taught to do so. You just were never taught."
"I need to sit down." Lois stumbled to the bed and got back in, pulling the sheets up to her chin. "How do I have Shadowhunter blood in me?"
"According to Moira, you are her niece." Jace was laying all sorts of truths on her tonight. "She says that your father is her half brother from their father's side."
Lois' eyes widened. "They're both Lanes... Oh my god, I was right! They're related!" She brought a hand to her face. "That's also why my father was given Aunt Moira's books and things after she left Uncle Gabe! I-I always wondered why-." She gulped and then blinked. "Wait. So she is paternal half siblings with my father-who is the maternal half sibling of the man she ended up marrying." She shook her head. "That seems even more weirdly incestuous than it did before!"
Jace merely eyed her.
Lois took in a deep breath. "So, I'm a Shadowhunter."
"Half." Jace corrected.
She ignored him. "Damn. No wonder I accept the weird shit Chloe gets me into so easily!"
"And no wonder you are so very much like Isabelle." Jace spoke his adopted sister's name with fondness and nostalgia before he sighed and looked away. "I hope that Alec is well."
"When we left Magnus was healing him. He'll be fine." Lois did her best to assure him.
Jace nodded and kept his gaze on the shadows.
Chloe whimpered in her sleep and pressed her hand to her stomach, as if she was in pain.
Jace turned his gaze to her immediately, his golds betraying his worry.
Lois eyed him thoughtfully. "When did you last sleep? You look exhausted."
"She nearly died when he took it out." Jace's golds went to her hazels. "I'm not going to sleep well until she's strong again."
Lois smiled softly at him. "I'm seriously glad you two aren't related." She then paused. "Or, is he her father too?"
Jace shook his head. "Michael was her father. She's the last Wayland."
"Oh, good." Lois grinned in relief before she blinked. "So you're telling me she's, like, an endangered species or something?"
He stared at her oddly. "You are a very weird person."
She grinned brightly. "I know."
He shook his head and turned his golds back on her. "But I suppose I can see your point. Until she has children there will be no other Waylands other than her. Not that they'd have the surname Wayland, but at least they'd have the blood."
Lois thought over something before asking: "How are we going to get back?"
Jace was silent.
"We can't stay here." She frowned at him.
"Why not?" He wanted to know.
"Well, your father thinks she's his, and your mother did think Chloe's purpose was breeding." Lois knew she was playing dirty but didn't care. "Doesn't that make you uneasy?"
A muscle ticked his his cheek. "Like I would let anyone else touch her, even if it was him."
"Can you take him in a fight? One on one? What if he brings in his minions to help? Could you really stop him if there was something he wanted?" She could see the questions and doubts in those golden eyes. "Face it Jace. There are too many uncertainties, and he might be your father, but he's already proven capable of anything to get what he wants."
Jace's eyes were narrowed but he didn't say anything, didn't contradict her, didn't defend his father.
And that was a huge step in the direction she needed him to go in. "I'm not saying we should do anything tomorrow, that would be stupid. But I think you need to keep the blinders off your eyes when it comes to him, just like Chloe does when it comes to Aunt Moira. I think that we need to play it cool and leave the second we can, because we're going to regret it otherwise."
Jace didn't say anything, but she could see that he was mulling over what she'd said, and that was all she could ask for.
Neither noticed that the blonde on the bed was actually awake and listening to everything they'd been saying.