A/N: I don't own the Mortal Instruments. I haven't read City of Heavenly Fire, that's why this is post COLS. I might read COHF, if my school library has the book.

This doesn't take place in the List of Things Alec isn't Allowed to Do universe.

"What is that?" Jace asked, staring at the thing.

"It looks like an octopus." Clary said, eyeing it.

The demon was pure black, with itty-bitty red eyes and two rows of sharp teeth. It has two sharp pointy teeth protruding from its mouth. It has eight tentacles; it stood at twelve stories high, and seemed to be drooling judging from the white stuff dribbling from its mouth. It was squirting out green stuff from its waving tentacles.

"It's kind of cute." Isabelle said and grinned at the disapproving looks she got from Jace and Clary.

"Seriously?" Clary asked.

"I think it's a baby." Isabelle said and the other two gave her a disbelieving look at the same time. "I just wonder where Alec's at."

Jace shrugged and threw an angel blade at the octopus. It didn't even pierce the skin on the demon. Jace just scoffed.

"He could be out looking for someone new. A month had passed," Clary said.

"I hope so," Isabelle said.

They tried to get back to work. Clary and Jace threw angel blades at the octopus, trying not to get to close to the green puddles, and the tentacles, which looked twelve feet thick.

"Goddamn it, Alec! Where the hell are you when we need you?" Clary shouted.

"Better not be humping some guy." Jace muttered, as the three of them dropped to the ground, when a tentacle swung at them.

"Wait. I think he said he was going to a birthday party. Forgot who he said it's for though," Isabelle said.

"Okay, at least we know he's not at a seedy bar." Clary said and stood up. She charged at the octopus and instantly dropped to the ground when a tentacle came at her. Some green stuff dribbled out and landed on her back. Instantly she started to feel burning sensations, like the heat of fire.

"That's acid. Duh." Isabelle said, mostly to herself and ran to Clary. She stopped as a tentacle wrapped around Clary's body and lifted her in the air. Jace and Isabelle stopped.

"We can't do anything now, without hurting her." Jace said. His heart was pounding and wasn't sure what to do. He can't let her drop from that height; the fall might kill her, despite the angel blood in her veins. He can't catch her, because gravity. "What are we supposed to do?"

"Do something!" Clary shouted, her voice wavering around as she was swung around.

"Like what?" Jace shouted back.

"Anything!" Clary shouted.

"What else happened?" Magnus asked and Isabelle cringed. She was sitting on the ground next to the doors to the infirmary.

Isabelle shook her head because she didn't want to talk about it. She could still hear the crack of the concrete breaking, or was it Clary's bones? "Let's not talk about it." Her gear was half-eaten away by the acid from the tentacle monster and some of her hair had singed off.

Magnus sighed and looked down the hallway. "Where's Alec?"

Isabelle cringed. She liked Magnus, she did, but she wasn't sure how to take the break-up. Alec wasn't overly upset about it, like last month, and he seemed to be moving on. "He said something about going to a birthday party. Forgot who it was for."

"Oh." Magnus said, trying to figure out if Alec had any friends. If he did, he never met them.

"Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to look through Alec's stuff." Isabelle said and stood up. She walked down the hallway with Magnus following.

The bedroom looked oddly ordinary enough. There were posters on the wall, like the X-Men, a map from the Hobbit, a dollar bill poster with ScarFace in it, the Boondock Saints, Korn, God of War: Ascension, posters from Grand Theft Auto, Phantom Fireworks, and five bikini clad women on motorcycles.

"I'm not even going to ask." Isabelle said and looked away from the motorcycle poster. Magnus was just confused at that poster. He nodded in agreement

Isabelle walked to the desk and opened a drawer. She moved some pocketknives out of the way. Magnus stood behind her. Isabelle looked up, "Give me some space. I can hear you breathing heavily." She heard Magnus step back. "Thank you." She found a piece of paper titled Roses through the Ages. "Hey I found something."

Magnus was at Isabelle's side. "What is it?"

Isabelle scanned the paper over. "I think it's a poem."

"Roses are white,
Violets aren't blue,
I can't write poetry,
Can you?"

"The white is rapidly changing,
So are the feelings I'm getting,
I'm rapidly darkening,
I hated you the most,
White rose."

"I'm slowly lightening,
But you're turning yellow,
I don't know why,
I care about you,
Yellow rose."

"I turned yellow with a red tip,
You're turning orange,
But I want you the most,
Orange rose."

"You're turning blue now,
I'm turning red,
I'm confused,
I want you the most,
Blue rose."

"I'm red now,
You're turning yellow again,
With a red tip to top it off,
You said, "I want you,
The blue rose."

"I'm turning yellow again,
With a red tip,
We're not sure where our feelings lie,
We're yellow roses."

"I'm turning red again,
You're turning orange again,
I know what I want,
I want you,
Orange rose."

"You're turning red this time,
I'll always be this red rose,
You'll always be my orange rose,
I love you the most,
Red rose."

Magnus and Isabelle looked at each other, confused.

"Who is this rose person?" Isabelle asked.

"I'm not sure. Alec had a crush on Jace. Alec and I went out, before we broke up. Maybe it's towards Jace." Magnus said, cringing a little at the thought of Alec crushing on Jace again.

Isabelle looked at the paper. In the corner she saw A.L+K.R in a heart. "No. He likes this K.R person. Whoever that is." She put the paper back in its place. "I want to ask him, but I feel like he will lie or get mad at me for going through his stuff."

"Who are you K.R?" Magnus mused to himself.

Isabelle thought about the poem, it seemed too girly, even for Alec. It wasn't even his hand-writing.

In a backyard, Alec was lying next to a brown haired girl, with green eyes. Her name is Katie Rosa Rivera. She had runes on her arms.

They were holding hands and looking at the sky. Katie pointed to a cloud. "That cloud looks like two flowers in a vase."

Alec smiled. "I see Thomas Jefferson hitting Pyramid Head with a giant stick." Katie looked at Alec confused. "I had a dream like that. The song Everybody Was Kung-Fu Fighting was playing in the background."

"No, you ate too many Jolly Ranchers and played Silent Hill before you went to bed." Katie said and smiled.

Alec shrugged. "Eh, what else is new?"

A/N: That happens to me, when I eat a bunch of Jolly Ranchers before I go to bed, I get strange dreams. I haven't had a dream like that yet.

The poem is also on my LJ account, Frosted-Over-Rose, without the hyphens. It's called Roses Through The Ages.

I made that poem up.

It's also my fanon that Alec is bisexual, so don't get mad at me for that.

Red roses means love.

Yellow roses means friendship.

Blue roses means impossible.

Orange roses means desire.

Yellow roses with red tips means falling in love.

White roses means innocence.