I have a large amount of this story already written and will be updating frequently. However, I have been working on it (on and off) for a few years now, so the quality of the writing at the beginning is not totally up to par. I apologize.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Mortal Instruments series or any of its characters.

Meredith stared into the blue eyes that faced her. Alec Lightwood lay oddly close to her on her bed in the Institute, which was strange considering that Alec was a very gay boy, and Meredith was a girl, last she checked.
Being as such, Alec shouldn't have seemed so mesmerized by her. As far as she knew, Alec was busy getting over Magnus Bane, whom which he had broken up within the recent weeks.
All was quiet as the corner of his mouth crept into a lopsided grin. Realizing this, he looked away from Meredith quickly.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her smile fading. Alec wouldn't look at her.
"Nothing," he denied.
"That's not true."
It was now deathly quiet. Meredith watched as Alexander's chest rose and fell with every shaking breath. He knew that it was about time to admit to his big secret, but he genuinely didn't know how.
He took a long, deep breath and mustered up the courage to do what he had been yearning to.
"I want to try something," he started, "Don't make fun of me, and if this makes you uncomfortable, stop me." Meredith nodded and Alec leaned closer, resting his weight on his elbows. "Promise?"
"Promise."
With that, he fell forward, his lips crashing onto hers. It was all an experiment to see if he would feel something, or even possibly like it. He honestly hoped that he would.
Kissing Meredith Wayland was so different from kissing the warlock Magnus Bane. Her lips were soft and warm. They moved gently, and her body melted into his. Magnus had always kissed so forcefully, constantly wanting control, and Alec gave it to him. But Meredith looked to him for the lead. It was strange, but also kind of nice to have the upper-hand.
Meredith on the other hand was stricken with bewilderment. This is just an experiment, she told herself. He was just… testing his gayness, but she might as well give him a run for his money.
After a moment, the kiss deepened, becoming more emotional and intimate. That didn't last long though, because Alec panicked. This was not at all what he had expected. He had meant to be quick, but it felt too good. Alexander pulled back.
There was a short silence, and Meredith stared him down. "Is that what you wanted?" She asked, just as Jace appeared in the doorway.
Seeing Jace right then had been torture. A pang of guilt surged through Alec as he was hit with his long lost feelings for him.
"Hey. Sorry if I'm interrupting but Simon, Izzy, Clary, and I are going to Taki's if you want to come," the blond angel said.
Meredith nodded and Alec smiled. "I'm in if she is," he sighed.
"Okay, let's go," Jace said.
Meredith looked to Alec. "I'll meet you guys in the foyer. I'll be down in a minute."
And with that, Alec and Jace left her room.

Meredith was confused. Was she supposed to enjoy the kiss, or not? How did Alec feel about it? All that she knew was that kissing him was the best feeling in the world, and it scared her.
She stood in front of her vanity, looking in the mirror. Quickly, she threw her hair into a messy bun, neglecting it. She then shucked off there sweaty black t-shirt and black jeans that she had worn for training earlier that day, replacing them with a white tank top and jeans, throwing a red flannel on to keep herself warm. Leaving her room, she briefly wondered if she should tell Izzy or Clary about what had happened but ultimately decided against it.

The three Lightwoods, Izzy, Jace and Alec, stood in front of the elevator silently. There was an odd awkwardness emitting from Alec, who stood stiffly next to his Parabatai. The four of them loaded into the old elevator and he gravitated towards the corner.
Izzy stared Meredith down questioningly. "I see that you are going for a grunge hipster look today," she said as the elevator lurched to a halt.
Once they entered the street, Alec approached Meredith and whispered "I think you look good," right in her ear. Together, they walked behind Izzy and Jace in a silence that didn't feel at all awkward, but actually comforting. Just before they entered the restaurant, he stopped her and said, "Don't tell anyone. Especially Jace."
She nodded with a faint smile. There was a subtle panic in his voice that seemed a little funny to her, though she didn't know why.
Their group sat at their usual booth by the window. Jace, Clary and Meredith facing Simon, Izzy and Alec, as always. Although Shadowhunters were an adventurous and brave people, they were also creatures of habit.
They talked, audaciously discussing the Clave and briefly touched on Jace's issue with Heavenly Fire.
Jace squirmed slightly when he saw Simon pull Isabelle close to him, and not because it made him uncomfortable. Jace Wayland-Morgenstern-Herrondale-Lightwood was jealous. It wasn't fair that Simon could have the luxury of touching human flesh without worrying of burning it. It simply wasn't.
Alec found himself glancing from Meredith to Jace, from Jace to Meredith, and back again. Mere sipped at her cup of green tea while Jace slouched in the corner of the booth, Clary between them. He didn't say much at all, but that wasn't unusual. He often spent his time as an observer, occasionally interjecting with his opinions.
Shortly, they all finished their meals and went back to the Institute.

The library was quiet. Mayrse Lightwood sat alone, a glass of red wine in the loose grip of her hand. She heard the door snap shut and looked up.
In walked the children of the Institute. Together, they all seated themselves on the couch and chairs beside the fire, which burned a brilliant shade of orange. They spoke in the quiet voices that were seemingly required in the silence of the library. Seeing her chance, Mayrse spoke up, cutting off their conversations.
"There has been a lot of talk lately about our family. People have questioned my relationship with Robert, and my association with Valentine Morgenstern."
It was Meredith who replied. "Are you accusing us, Mrs. Lightwood?"
"Absolutely not!" She insisted, "I am simply informing you that they are correct."
Words caught in Meredith's throat, "Excuse me?"
"Mr. Morgenstern and I did have and intimate relationship. An affair." Silence fell.
Behind Meredith, everyone was on their feet, quickly trying to remove themselves from this situation. She joined them. But Mayrse kept talking, slamming her wine glass against the desk. "And we had a child."
Mere stopped in her tracks. Time seemed to slow down as the gears turned in her mind. Then it hit her. Meredith didn't know who her parents were before, but she did now. "By the Angel…"
Behind her, Jace was the first to react. For a moment, he studied Meredith, then said, "That's what Seb- or… Jonathan meant." His voice trailed off when Alec nearly collapsed. The dark haired boy stumbled back and caught himself on the wall. "Alec!" Jace shouted. He leapt forward to aid his Parabatai.
The next few minutes turned to jelly in Meredith's brain. She vaguely remembered Jace escorting Alec out of the room. What she didn't realize was that Isabelle had begun to yell at her mother. Their mother.
Suddenly, the shouts ceased and Izzy stormed out. "Isabelle!" Mayrse called after her without any answer.
"Why are you telling me this now? Why have you waited so long?" Meredith asked, her anger catching in her throat.
"Oh, for many reasons. You weren't ready. Your attention was on other things. I didn't want you to know while you father was still alive," The next few reasons turned to a muddle as they passed through Meredith. Her stomach felt sick with this new information.
"You didn't want me to have a living father? That's mad. And now, all the worse, I have to deal with my sadistic sociopath of a brother!" And Clary, echoed in her mind.
Meredith turned on her heels and marched out.

"And I kissed her," Alec admitted to Jace, who looked stunned. "I wasn't thinking. It was all a test really. For some reason, I'm drawn to her in a way that is entirely foreign to me."
Jace's mouth hung open as he stared, "Does she know that?"
"All that I told her was that I wanted to try it."
"But what kind of kiss was it?"
Alec sighed, "It was unlike any other kiss that I had ever experienced."
Jace chuckled in spite of himself. "And It would be, considering that it was the first time that you had ever kissed a girl."
Instead of glaring or making a snide remark in return, Alec ignored him. "The feeling was indescribable. We just fell into each other and everything else became invisible. It was just us." Jace nodded like he knew the feeling. "But what do I do? Should I tell her?" Alec asked desperately.
Jace pondered it. "Not yet. Eventually, sure. But let this all settle down first."
The pair heard footsteps. Someone was entering the foyer, where they sat on the wrought iron bench. It was Meredith.
"Where are you off to?" Jace asked when she grabbed her coat off of the rack.
"Clary's," she said shortly, "I have to tell her."
Alec shook his head, "Not alone, you won't."
"I'll be fine."
Jace also shook his head, "I'm coming with you."
"I don't need your protection," she huffed defiantly.
"I never said that I was concerned for your safety. I want to see my girlfriend," Jace said convincingly. Meredith nodded, glancing to Alec to see if he was satisfied. He instantly averted his eyes. She and Jace boarded the elevator and began their descent.

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