Author's Note: Random slightly inappropriate Malec meme! Also, 4 days until Shadowhunters season 3 premiere! Yayah!

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Clary

"Jace....Sebastian.....he...ra......he...raped me," I whisper. Then tears pour from my cheeks, and I can't take it anymore. I fall into his arms. Jace holds me as I cry and cry and cry. What is he going to say? What will happen? What if he.....he's disgusted of me? What if he hates me? What if he doesn't want me anymore? I...I'm dirty and broken, not exactly girlfriend material....What if he doesn't even want to be here? He probably wants to be with Willow. Or....someone not so.....broken.

"Clary, earth to Clary," Jace says.

"Sorry, you.....y...you can l....leave if you want to. Y...you don't have to stay here with me......I understand," I reply. Jace pulls me into his body. My arms around his back and his around mine. We sit there silently.

"Clary, I'm not going to leave you," Jace whispers to me.

"Jace, I'm dirty, broken, and icky. I...I can't handle you getting my hopes up," I explain. "If you want to leave, please just leave now. I...I'll hurt but I....I can-"

"I am not going to leave you. You're not dirty and icky," Jace begins, but I interrupt him.

"Jace, I....I'll can still feel....him....inside me. I'm dirty! His filth is inside of me. I....I can't get it out," I cry. Jace tightens his grip on me.

"What can I do?" Jace helplessly asks. "Anything, please."

"W....when Jonathan......, I would take a shower for hours. Let the water take me away from reality," I explain.

"Okay, I'll be right back, I promise," Jace responds as he stands up. Walking out the door, he gives me an ancouraging smile.

Jace

I walk upto the nurses station. "I have a question about a patient," I say to a nurse.

"Okay, name and room number," the nurse replies.

"Clarissa Fray room number 5," I begin. "She wants to take a shower. Has the doctor checked.....everything? Can she take a shower yet?"

"One second hon," the nurse says. "Dr. Jones has taken a rape kit, so she's clear to take a shower. Good job for asking. Most people don't even think about it."

"Well, I want that bastard to pay, so we've got to have the evidence," I reply. She simply nods.

I walk back and find Clary sitting on her bed. She might've been beaten, abused, and raped, but she stills looks breathtaking. Her wild curls are cascading freely around her head. Her Emerald eyes are stone hard as she tries to process everything. "Clary, I'm back," I begin. "The nurse says it's all clear to take a shower."

"Okay, thanks," Clary quietly replies.

"Uh, I'll leave you to....it," I awkwardly say. I turn around to talk out.

"J....nevermind," Clary says.

I turn around on my heel. "What's wrong Clary?" I ask.

"I'll just wait, it's okay," Clary quietly replies.

"Wait, why would you wait? It's okay to shower," I ask confused.

"Really, it's okay," Clary deflects.

"Clary, tell me please," I plea.

"I...it's just that I can't get to the shower, let alone shower without help," Clary says while looking at her hands. "My...my nurse helper person, is a male. I.....I......just.......d...don't....want....to....right....now."

"Clary, I'm sorry I didn't know. They shouldn't have assigned you a male nurse after......-" I comment. "I'll help you."

"Jace, I....I can't ask you to help me. I....I be fine," Clary replies.

"Hey, your important and special to me. I'd be glad to help you, unless you don't feel.....comfortable," I explain.

"I...It's not that. It's just.....I'm not special Jace. I...I'm broken and you....you shouldn't have to do this," Clary quietly whispers. "You should be able to enjoy yourself on this lovely Wednesday morning. You should be at school, and you shouldn't have to be here with me."

"Clary, there is no where else I'd rather be. Whether you like it or not, I'm going to be right here with you for every step of the way, unless you don't want me to be," I explain.

"You sure?" Clary peeps.

"Yes, now let's get you standing up," I reply. I walk over to her and grab her waist. Slowly, we rise off the bed. I gently pick her up bride style and carry her to the bathroom. I set her on the shower chair.

"How about we give you a sponge bath and then when you get home, we'll give you a real shower," I suggest.

"J...Jace I can't exactly clean.....certain places without a shower," Clary nervously says. Crap! I forgot about that!

"Okay, we'll give you a sponge bath, then I'll tie your hair up and you can wash those.....places," I offer.

"Yeah, that'll work, thanks Jace," Clary replies. I gently sweep the sponge over her arms. I ring out the water. Then, I start washing her feet and legs. At her knee cap, she grabs my hands. I can feel her hands shaking. Crap! I quickly move my hands off of her. "I'll finish from here. Do you want to wait outside and I'll call you if I need help or when I'm done?"

"Of course, whatever makes you most comfortable," I reply. I turn and walk out. After a few minutes, I hear the shower turn on. I find one of those 5 year old magazines about some random celebrities to keep me occupied.

I hear, "Jace, I...I need help." I rush into the bathroom to find Clary in a towel. "Jace, I need you to look away while helping me out on my new hospital gown, please."

I nod and turn to the side. She slips her old gown off and I walk towards her slowly. I feel her arms fall into place in the gown. "Jace you can turn around now, thank you for helping me," Clary says.

"No problem," I smile. I pick her up and carry her back to her bed.

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I do not own any of the Mortal Instruments books, materials, etc. All credit belongs to Cassandra Clare.

Author's Note:
I hope you all like it! Please leave comments, votes, and feedback. I'm going to update, when I'm done and it'll be random.

Originally posted: 3/16/18