The Fallen
Chapter 1 - Switzerland (Clary's POV)
I was staring at the ceiling of my bedroom in the Institute when someone knocked on the door. I had moved there after the Dark War since my mother and Luke were now married and were in their honeymoon travelling through Europe and I didn't want to be alone at home. Jace, though, had insisted on moving our tiny apartment in Brooklyn.
"If I want to become a true skilled Shadowhunter, I'll have to keep training.", I had said. "You are a decent Shadowhunter. Please. Let me move to your place instead.", he whispered, his lips touching my cheek lightly and then tracing the way down her throat. At that moment, I couldn't think straight, but I answered:"Jace, you are not moving in, so we can have sex." He stopped kissing my throat so he could look up at her. He locked his eyes on mine, trying to make me change my mind, but I didn't back off."Fine!", he groaned, turning his back on me, rolling my eyes I said:"You are adorable when you try to be mad at me, but you can't." He turned around and smirked. "Oh really?", he asked and leaned in to cup both sides of my face. I smiled and leaned up to kiss him. Our lips touched for a brief moment and suddenly Jace was liftling me, holding on to my thighs while I drew my legs around his waist. I held on to his neck as he gently laid me on my bed. He started taking his shirt of at the same time I reached for my own. He looked down at my fancy black bra and grinned."I like it.", he said and before I could answer his lips were in mine, his tongue exploring my mouth and his hand reaching behind my back to unclasp the bra. I put a hand on his chest and backed away just enough to see his face."Are you trying to change my mind with sex?", I demanded."Is it working?", he grinned. "Jackass.", I threw a pillow at him and put my shirt back on. Jace looked disappointed.
The knock on the door brought me back to reality."Come in.", I said. A tall dark haired figured appeared on the door. At first, I thought it was Izzy, but then a pair of bright blue eyes turned on me Alec. Alec? What is doing here?, I thought. "Did I wake you?", he asked. "Not really", I replied, "what's up?"
"Izzy's trying to convince us to take some break and Magnus has a cottage in Swiss we can use. We could go skiing or whatever else there. And we need your help to convince Jace. He wants to go to on killing spree since we are Shadowhunters. But we deserve a break. So what do you think?"
"Yeah, I'll be in the kitchen in a minute. Just let me brush my teeth and change clothes." Alec nodded and left the room.
In a few minutes, I was walking down the corridor, Izzy's voice echoing through the walls: "Jace! Stop being a jackass! C'mon! We need this break. And Mom and Dad already gave us permission! Oh thank God, Clary, you're here. Help us out!", everyone was suddenly looking at me. Simon with familiar eyes and fresh applied runes (It was still odd to see Simon as a Shadowhunter and with runes tracing up and down his arms and neck); Alec, with his unreadable expression, Jace, smiling that crooked smile I loved, Izzy, half pleading and to my surprise, even Magnus was there, looking amused. "Jace, stop being such a jerk. I know you're doing just to annoy us. Congrats, mission acomplished.", I said,"He's going." turning to Isabelle, who was now clapping her hands and starting to make plans. Jace walked over to me. "I'm going, huh?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. "Yup...", I mumbled when his mouth found mine. We were kissing so fervently we forgot we were in the kitchen where everyone was either gawking open or rolling their eyes. "Ahem", Alec coughed. I smiled and the boy let her go turning to face the others. "There are zillions of other rooms and bedrooms in the Institute. You guys can't get any one of them.", his parabatai said. I flushed. "You guys could do it here in here anyways, I mean, Mom and Dad are not here, Magnus and Alec are gay, Simon wouldn't look, of course, and I'm a girl, and Jace has seen you in less, Clare." Everyone stared at Isabelle with dropped jaws. "What?", she demanded, examing her perfect nails. "Sooo...", Simon began, "When do we leave?"
"Pack your bags, we're leaving now.", Magnus smiled.