"I wasn't being all weird," he protested. Then he thought back on it and realized that maybe he was. The realization had struck him pretty much speechless, which definitely counted as odd behavior for Jace. "Alright, maybe I was being a little weird. And yeah, that was why. Something about that..." He laughed and shook his head with a chagrined smile. "Something about that freaked me the hell out."
He'd actually been scared then, because he didn't know what to do. Maybe that's why on the day they'd been attacked he hadn't been scared. He'd known exactly what he had to do and he'd done without hesitation. The fear had only come later, when they were running and when they'd found help, when Bishop started to falter. She'd been hurt and in danger and there was nothing he could do. Then he had been scared.
He was certain that neither of them would ever forget that day. So many things had changed on that single morning, and the choices they'd made than had led them almost directly to where they were now. "I was afraid of losing you too. I was afraid, and I was angry. I've never been so angry in my life. I had finally found something that mattered, and then someone was threatening that, threatening you. If anything had happened to you, if they'd taken you... There wouldn't have been two bricks left standing on top of each other in their territory when I was done. I don't know how I would have pulled it off, but I would have found a way."