Authors Note: Hey guys thanks for clicking this is my first published fanfic. This chapter is kind of short I just wanted to see if there was any interest. They will get longer as they go!

Jaces POV

I walked into Clary's apartment. I was hoping to surprise her. Today was the one year anniversary of our first kiss, as well as her birthday. I had special plans for the day. They started out with a surprise visit to Clary. I slowly opened her door and walked over to her bed. There she was my beautiful redhead. I slowly sat down on her bed. Right then she rolled over very quickly a knife glinting in her hand.

Clary's POV

I felt the knife leave my hand, right as I saw a flash of blonde hair go over the edge of the bed. Crap. I slowly crawled over to the edge of the bed and looked over.

"Well good morning to you!" Jace said sarcastically. "Sorry" I said laughing. "You have to admit it was a good throw though."

"Nah if it had hit me it would've been good." Jace said smirking, as he got up. He walked over to the wall where the knife had lodged itself. He pulled it out and examined the hole.

"Well now you have a reminder of the day you almost bested Jace Wayland."

"I will cherish it always." I said over dramatically, as I walked over and took the knife. Then walked back to the bed and put it on the nightstand.

"Well as much as I have enjoyed our early morning training session I think that we need to be headed out." Jace said walking over to me.

"Go where?" I complained

"Places." Jace said simply. He gave me a quick kiss then stepped toward the door. "I am going to go and watch TV"

"Ok" I said simply as I walked into the bathroom. As I turned the water on my thoughts turned to the dream I had been having. I was running through a dark building. My body seemed to know where I was going. But I was utterly confused. It was harder to run than usual probably because I was wearing a dress and heels. I entered a room; it was very dimly lit and had a strange chest in the center. I ran to the chest and tried to open it. I couldn't open it. I tried again but I couldn't. I looked around in desperation as a hand clamped over my mouth. I tried to scream. I started to turn around

but Jace woke me up before I could see his face. What did this mean? I really didn't know. But I figured that it wasn't of any importance. As I got out of the shower I turned to look for my clothes. Crap.

Jaces's POV

I heard the shower turn on and snuck back into Clary's room. I saw her clothes lying on the bed. Sweet I thought as I sat on her window seat. Then I had a funny thought. I took Clary's clothes and put them back in her drawer. I then replaced them with some lingerie. Just then I heard the shower turn off. I considered leaving. But I decided that I couldn't miss her face, so I went and sat on her window seat again. Clary stepped out, a towel wrapped around her small frame. Dang it I thought. Clary blushed when she saw me.

"Excuse me," she said as she walked over to the bed, and then went to pick up her clothes. When seeing my little surprise she blushed even deeper. "F you Jace Wayland," she said and went to her dresser to find some real clothes. I silently walked up behind her. "You know you don't have to be embarrassed," I breathed. Clothes in hand she flipped around and went into the bathroom, saying nothing. I smirked as my hand brushed over the ring box in my jacket.

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