"NO!" Jace's voice echoed over the surface of the water, stubbornly refusing to move from where he's treading water. The lake reminded him of Idris. Of Clary and Valentine. He felt the flash of pain in his chest, saw the look in his fathers eyes. Valentine killed him on the shore of a lake like this one he thought, feeling slightly numb.

The numbness was a nice change. Maybe he would stay in the lake until he was so completely numb he could no longer tread water.