Ok, this is an AU story. Valentine succeeded in his endeavours to rule over the Shadow hunters, Jace, Clary, Magnus, Alec, everyone basically is still alive. I repeat NO MAIN CHARACTERS FROM THE BOOKS ARE DEAD. I hate reading ones where they kill off Jace or Clary, sorry but it upsets me :D oh Sebastian is alive; I need him for the story. Who else is going to act like a c**t? Right, so Valentine is ruling from Alicante, everyone is basically in hiding round the world, trying to bring him down and I have added one more character who is . . . different to say the least (she won't appear for a bit through I need to do some other stuff first). :D You'll see. Umm mundanes still don't know about Shadow hunters, but their death toll has gone up because the good Shadow hunters can't go around vanquishing all the demons whilst on the run from Valentine, and the bad guys find it good sport to watch them being killed by things they can't see. Yeah, they're not nice people children.

Disclaimer: I don't own Jace, Clary does and I fear for anyone's life that claims otherwise :D

Jace hit the ground running and began sprinting towards the nearest shadows for him to hide in. He shot between two buildings, into a dark alley way, where no one could see him. He was glad to be back in New York, but he hated travelling by Magnus' portals. They were good, but it was supposed to find a spot which is as far away as possible from any demons, but that meant that it kept shifting and changing, which made anyone feel nauseous. Also it couldn't factor in Valentine's Minions. They came up the same as any other Shadow hunter, on Magnus' locating senses.

Jace breathed in the warm smells of his city and grinned; it felt good to be home. He listened for a few seconds before deciding that it was safe and slipped out, still in the shadows, and made his way towards the Clave's hide out. He hadn't seen Clary for about three months now and he was dying to be back in her arms. Three of the Clave's Institutes around the world had survived since Valentine took power, the New York Institute, the London Institute, and the Shanghai Institute. Jace had just spent the last three months in Shanghai, helping them set up their defences and training some of the younger Shadow hunters in how to evade Minions. Maryse had been out there with him for the first two months as had Izzy, but they were called to the London Institute for an emergency there.

Jace reached the new entrance point for his Institute and glanced around before slipping down the tunnel. He hit the bottom and began to make his way along the winding passage. He met the guards on duty, a werewolf and a vampire who stopped him and checked out his I.D. and checking his marriage marks to see if it was him. When they were satisfied they let him through and he nodded thanks to them and started quickly walking down the passage, eager to find Clary. He met several other guards along the way, two fairies, another werewolf and vampire, and a few warlocks. No Shadow hunters were on shift, which was odd. He started feeling uneasy, wanting to know where all the Shadow hunters were.

He made it into the main chamber underground, which was eerily quiet. The remaining Institutes had all created underground bases to try and keep from being discovered for Valentine. Five Institutes had done that around the world, but Paris had been discovered and everyone in the base then had been slaughtered, and Washington had been found, but they all escaped before the Minions and demons arrived, running to any of the three Institutes left. Most Shadow hunters had also given up their hatred for down worlders. There just wasn't any point anymore. They were all fighting for their lives, all fighting Valentine, why not fight together? The moving of the Institutes also aloud the Vampires to enter them, as they were no longer built on sacred soil but rather under it. It meant that they had to watch their heads in places but so long as they didn't touch the ceilings in these places they'd be fine.

Jace caught a flicker of movement in the far corner and a door swung open. Robert limped through it. Robert had lost most of the movement in his left leg after a series of vicious attacks out in London, and had been pulled back to heal. Magnus had done all he could for the aging Shadow hunter, but told him the best thing he needed now was rest and in a few weeks he would be able to do more for him.

Jace moved over to him in the light so as not to startle him, he had become so used to moving silently that he did it instinctively now. Robert noticed and moved towards him.

'Jace! How was Shanghai? Everyone ok I hope?'

'Yeah, but dam, it's good to be home. Where is everyone? Is everyone alright? Where's Clary?'

'There was a gathering of Minions tonight that we found out about and almost everyone is down there. The council weren't sure if they wanted to take Clary but they chose to in the end, they need her runes to get into the building. It takes an exceptionally strong opening rune to break into their hideouts and Clary can do that.'

'Right, tell me where I've got to go.'

'Jace! You can't!'

'Robert. She's my wife for Angel's sake! I need to be out there to protect her! Now where are they?'

Robert sighed then gave in and showed Jace the map at the back of the room. He explained where it was and said; 'She was attached to the team with Luke, Izzy and Maryse. I still think that you shouldn't go but there's no stopping you is there?'

'Thanks Robert.'

Jace set off at a jog to a different exit of the Institute. This corridor was less welcoming. It was dark and the walls were covered with blood. A rogue Minion had managed to get down this one and had slaughtered the two sentries on duty before Robert had cut off his head. The tunnel still smelt and the ceiling dripped with some black coloured liquid that no one had the guts to ask what it was. He made it the entrance, passed the guards on duty and paused. He checked around before sprinting out of the entrance into the nearest shadows. From there he started running towards the warehouse that Robert had told him about.

It took him about ten minutes for him to run there. When he arrived he saw the chaos inside. There were Shadow hunters fighting everywhere, bodies littered the floor, shapes shooting across heads, whether werewolves or demons, Jace didn't know most of the time. He moved into the shadows at the side and started scanning for Clary.

A demon suddenly leapt at him and he rolled to evade its reaching claws. He unsheathed his sword and swung it full force around him, only to see the blade pass straight through the demon and have no effect on it. He scowled and jumped out of the way of another set of its claws swinging towards him. He dropped his sword and pulled out a seraph blade, named it, and stabbed at the demon's head. It let out a shrill scream and vanished. He stooped to pick up his sword, while stowing away the other blade, and turned at a wild cry that erupted behind him. He spun round and saw a Minion running towards him his broad sword raised above his head. The sword came crashing down and Jace only just missed its razor sharp edges by a millimetre. He lashed out with his foot sending the other man sprawling and launched himself at him. Jace hit him full in the face and, as he fell to the ground, drove his sword through his rib cage. The man spluttered once, coughed up blood and then went limp. Jace pulled out his sword and tackled another Minion within arm's reach, who was just about to deliver a killing blow to a werewolf. Jace rolled off the man and the wolf that he'd just saved lunged at the man on the ground, going straight for his neck. The man screamed and then was cut off by a grotesque gurgling noise as the werewolf's teeth ripped open his neck. Jace grimaced and nodded at the werewolf who grinned his way in thanks, red dripping off its long fangs.

Jace then started working his way towards the scaffolding at one side of the ware house, trying to get to higher ground to find Clary. He stabbed many Minions in the back as he made his way over. He was at the foot of the ladder that led up to the first level, when a demon leaped at him, knocking him over and sending his sword flying out of reach. He kicked at it, but it did no good, the demon was too heavy and kept him pined to the ground. It had one giant paw on each of his arms, stopping him from moving them. It had black fur like stuff rippling down its back, which was matted in places with blood. The demon opened its mouth to reveal three rows of razor sharp teeth on its upper and lower jaw with a forked tongue flickering between them. Suddenly a blade came straight through its skull, sticking out its mouth. Demon blood ran down the tip of the sword and dripped on to the side of Jace's face, burning him, before it vanished. The Fairy knight that had saved him took his hand and pulled him up then smiled at him before taking off to find his next opponent.

Jace scooped up his sword then turned and scaled up the scaffolding, looking around at the scene below him. The massive room was full of Shadow hunters, down worlders and demons alike. They scuttled about, tearing at each other and leaving trails of red across the floor. It was a horrific battle; there were rivers of demon, down worlder and Shadow hunter blood streaming down to the dip in the centre of the room, making strange swirling patterns on the floor.

He spotted Clary, then, in the knot of people in the centre of the room, where the most blood was pooling. He jumped down from the scaffolding and ran towards her, cutting and slicing at Minions and demons along his way. He made it to the edge of the dip and saw Clary gritting her teeth as she tried to overpower a mountain of a Shadow hunter, evading his sword swings by fractions and returning with lightning fast strikes of her own. He didn't hesitate as he saw a demon creeping up behind her, about to make a swipe for her back. He jumped down the ledge, sliding on the blood, and leaped onto the demon sinking his silver sword straight into its back, the tip of it protruding from its chest. It wheezed once then vanished. Clary took a swipe at her opponent and knocked him over. She sprang on him stabbing the Minion through the heart before turning to see who had saved her from the demon.

'Jace!' She screamed out his name and ran into his arms. He wrapped them around her and nuzzled the top of her head.

'You miss me, firebug?'

She grinned at him and kissed his cheek. 'Come on, let's clear up here then we can properly celebrate.' He grinned at the wink she sent his way and picked up his sword from where it lay.

Jace looked around trying to find the next unfortunate to fall at his hand and was surprised to find that there were only a few demons and Minions left. Those that hadn't made it out were being finished off mostly by several packs of werewolves. The rest had fled.

He turned to find a grinning Luke, in human form now, jogging up to him. 'Thank Angel you arrived then when you did Jace! They've all taken off!'

'Why? What's wrong with me? Do I smell?'

Clary and Luke laughed at him and Clary cuddled into him, murmuring, 'You smell amazing.'

Luke spoke up then. 'No, they fled at the sight of you! They don't fear a whole army of Shadow hunters and down worlders but they run from the sight of a 19-year old boy!' he laughed again, and several people around them joined in. 'You! The great Jace Lightwood! You have just saved all our lives!'

'Well, I knew my looks were good, but dam, I didn't think they were good enough to save lives.' Jace smirked at them, rather proud of himself, and the warehouse boomed with laughter from all sides.

-Stupid Fucking Time Jump Line-

Jace pinned Clary against the wall of their room. His lips were pressed to hers, her hands were scratching his bare back, and his hands were desperately holding her to him and struggling to unhook her bra at the back. He fingers finally started cooperating with him and he pulled the offending garment off and flung it somewhere in their room.

The room itself was rather like a medium sized dirt cave. The walls were just packed dirt held together with runes, with a few stones embedded in each bottom corner for added strength. There was a double bed along the centre of one wall, with just plain white coverings. There wasn't a door, just a sheet to cover the hole in the walls to let people in and out. There was also a cork board attached to one wall with hundreds of sheets of paper, all with at least one rune drawn on it.

But Jace wasn't admiring the decor right now; he was more interested in the fiery girl caught in his embrace. She nipped and sucked on his bottom lip causing him to moan out loud, then he pinned her back against the wall, regaining control, and ravished her mouth. He had been driven crazy these past three months. All alone without the woman he loved beside him at night, he had missed her more than anything.

Clary started unbuttoning his jeans and tugged them down, running her fingers over the v of muscle that was exposed then. Jace whimpered when she went down on her knees and started to kiss and nip the taught skin above his boxer line. He had his arms out in front of him bracing himself against the wall, his head was dipped and his breathing was ragged and uneven. He groaned loudly when Clary ran her hand up his inner thigh and cupped him, still in his boxers. She started rubbing him through the material, gently applying enough pressure to arouse him, but not enough for him to get any satisfaction out of it.

'Oooh . . . Firebug . . . please! Angel please!'

Clary chuckled at his response and pulled down his boxers to reveal him in all his glory. She gently took hold of him and started working him, up and down before she finally took him into her mouth. Jace was groaning and whimpering, complaining that she was far too good at what she does. He cried out her name as he came in her mouth, and then rested his forehead against the wall, trying to catch his breath.

Clary stood back up again and Jace lost no time in pulling her into a mind numbing kiss. He tugged at her jeans and slipped her knickers down as well and kicked them out of the way. He then pressed up close to her, rubbing himself against her, making her moan and whimper. She hitched one of her legs up around his waist, but he pushed it back down, whispering in her ear, 'Patience is a virtue.'

Jace quickly reached round and grabbed his wallet from his jean pockets. He pulled out a condom and rushed to roll the latex on, Clary whining in impatience.

Clary groaned and leaned her head back whilst thrusting her hips forward, trying to get Jace to fuck her already. He cruised one hand up her leg, slowly but confidently. He then teased her by running one finger up and down her slit, whilst she raked her nails down his back. Jace pushed two fingers up inside her, causing her to gasp and groan, thrusting her hips down onto them, trying to increase the friction between them. Jace started sliding his fingers in and out of her, making her wetter and wetter. The sight of her groaning in pleasure was enough to make him hard again; he wanted just to push inside of her fully.

He pulled his fingers out of her, making her whine in disappointment, and picked her up, bracing her against the wall. He slowly lowered her on to his solid length, relishing the feeling of being deep inside her; somewhere no other man has ever or will ever touch. She belonged to him, no one else.

He started thrusting in and out of her grunting and panting as he did so. She hissed and clung to him desperate for him to go faster, to go harder. He was only too happy to comply and bit down on the base of her neck as he increased the pace of his thrusts. After a while, even if it was Jace, he started to tire, he was holding all of Clary's weight and swinging his hips, it wore him out quickly. He slowed down a bit and Clary noticed the change in pace. She motioned for him to set her down, which he did, and pulled him towards the bed. She pushed him down on to it, him on his back, and straddled him.

Jace groaned at the sight before him, Clary on top of him, grinning at him, slowly impaling herself on his still hard length. Once he was completely inside, Clary started moving up and down on top of him, bouncing, her breasts bobbing. Jace was completely mesmerised by her on top of him, and trust upwards into her, in time with her moving on him.

They came together a few minutes later, calling out each other's name and Clary slumped forward. Jace wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto her side, next to him. He then pulled the covers out from under them and tucked them up around his waist, Clary's chest. Clary snuggled into him, kissed his chest and lay humming for a moment.

'Jace?'

'Yes, my Queen?'

'I love you.'

Jace grinned and pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head, 'I love you too,' he whispered before falling asleep with her.

Right, this is not going to be a one shot, as you have probably already guessed. And it is rated M for sex and violence that will occur throughout the story, just in case you hadn't guessed already. Please review? I love reading readers reviews!