Milo

Milo rammed his way through the kitchen, searching in the spices area for the powder he put on the ropes. A presence in the room knicked at his nerves.
"What's the matter?" Julian asked.
"Clary lost her memories." He said, throwing unneeded spices on the ground of the kitchen.
"That was the point, wasn't it? So she couldn't remember who we were?" Julian's voice was thick, she must have been crying.
"No, yes. That's not what I meant." Milo turned around and stared at a red-faced Julian. "I mean she lost her memories. All of them. She doesn't know who she is."
"What? How?" Julian's eyes widened.
"The ropes slipped from her wrists. We need to find them so I can put them back on her."
"Find them? They could be anywhere, Milo! Why didn't you make sure they were tight enough?" Julian shouted.
"I didn't want her to lose her hands! Any tighter and they would be gone!" Milo ran a hand through his tousled hair. Lily sulked into the kitchen, face red also.
"She doesn't remember anything? Not even herself?" Lily asked in a small voice. "Now there's no possible way she knows me. Or Jace." She looked up fast, face determined. "I have an idea. She loves Jace. He'll be the only one who will be able to bring her memories back. Well, Jace and my dad. Use them until you find the ropes."
Milo looked sadly at Lily, but nodded. She was smart, always has been. "That's a good idea." He turned to Julian. "You're the only one who kept tabs on Simon. Find him, and I'll find Jace."
"Can I go?" Lily asked.
Milo sternly looked at her. "No way. That's not even an option. Way too dangerous. You might slip up and expose us. You expose us and things can go bad, we might not even exist anymore."
"But, I want to see Mom again, and Dad, too." Her lips quivered, but Milo had expected this.
He stood his ground and gave her the look. "Lily, no. It's too dangerous. I'm sorry."
Her lip wobbled and she ran back to her room. The door slammed and a picture frame on the wall shattered on the ground from the vibrations. Milo sighed and picked it up, Julian close behind.
He held the picture in his hands. It was of The Ten. Clary had been in the middle of sneeze when it was taken, and she was the only one who looked funny. Milo laughed sadly and tightened his grip on the broken frame. Julian placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I was wondering how you were handling this so well. Now I see that you weren't." Julian said softly.
Milo sighed and stood up, facing his sister. "It never really ocurred to me how much it would hurt to have her not recognize me. I knew she wouldn't remember me, I knew that, but it hurt...like she slapped me."
"That's why you were there and not us. You're a boy, you should be dealt the pain, not us." She smiled. "Look at it this way; you'll see her again. Maybe not YOU you, but one of you will."
"That's doesn't help. She will never know this me. I'll be a lost memory to her."
"Speaking of lost memories; stop sulking. We have to fix Clary." She stated. "I'll go get the vampire, and you go get Jace."
"Simon's not a vampire. Lily is proof of that." Milo said, then he remembered. "Oh, that's the future. Sorry. Yeah. Go get him. Remember to-"
"Hide my face. I know, I know. I don't see why, though. You didn't hide yourself."
"That's because..." He trailed off.
"...you wanted her to slightly remember you? To see your familiar looks and semi-remember you? I know. I'd do the same." She squeezed his shoulder and turned away.
"Jules, wait. Maybe you don't have to change. I didn't, and nothing drastic has happened."
"Except for Clary completely losing her memories."
"Not what I meant. Just go as you are. I don't think it'll matter. The only one who can't go as themselves is Moriah. She looks too much like Clary and Jace. Lily can't either, looking too much like Izzy, but she can't go anyway; so it doesn't matter." Milo said. Julian nodded and turned on her heels, but ran into a red faced girl.
"Why were saying my name?" Moriah asked, tear stains still on her cheeks; her face red with grief. Sidney and the others had died this day last year, Milo understood why she was upset. She looked around a little and sniffled. "Where's Mom? I want to say goodbye."
Milo and Jules exchanged a long look, then looked back at the redhead. "She...went back. She was going to wait, but-"
"What? No! I wanted to say goodbye!" You could see the tears forming in her eyes again and Julian quickly put her arms around her. "I didn't get to say goodbye." Moriah's muffled sobs rang throughout the kitchen.
Milo cleared his throat and looked back at the door. Julian and Milo had this freaky sibling bond, and even though she couldn't see him, she waved her hand in the air to signal that he could leave. He nodded and quickly walked out the door.