Alright. I know I have two full length fics going, but I have just way too many ideas, so I'm going to write most of them as one-shots combined under one title. Most will be about how Jace and Clary meet, and will probably be all-human. Enjoy!

JPOV

I was lounging around on the playscape of the local park while Izzy ranted on and on. She and her brother Alec had been my best friends for as long as I could remember. We were back at our childhood playground for an emergency meeting called by Iz. Her good for nothing boyfriend had just been officially caught cheating on her, and revenge was the subject of today's meeting.

Me and Alec sat for a while, just letting Iz rant, knowing it was what she needed, eventually though we had to stop her.

"Whoa, okay, Iz, slow down a sec. Let me remind you that I have been in a different city for the past year and a half, and even though you are my best friends I still don't know what is going on in your lives." I said, raising my hands.

Iz smiled then, It was nice to see. I had been back a week, but Iz had discovered the bastard cheating just a few days after I got back, and she hadn't been smiling much.

"Alright, Jace. I still can't believe you're back! It's gonna be so much fun! You'll love Angel High." Iz said, happily.

"I know you're glad to have my marvellous back, Iz, but how about you give me the lowdown on this Sebastian guy so we can kick his ass? Summer vacation is almost over and we should get it done before school starts." I said.

Iz rolled her eyes. "Clearly, your ego hasn't shrunk since you've been gone. And I know we have to get it done soon, which is why I called in reinforcements. She should be arriving soon." She looked towards the street beyond the park, and suddenly smiled. "And here she comes." She said.

I looked around at the street. At first, I saw nothing, but then a figure on a bike came speeding down the asphalt, headed for the park. I couldn't tell much from here, except that the girl had fire red hair, whipping out behind her back.

Iz stood up, a big smile on her face. I already liked this redhead if she could put such a big smile on Izzy's face, who was essentially a little sister to me.

"Clary!" called Iz. The redhead waved and Izzy did the same. The bike was still speeding towards the park, where the girl jumped the edge of the sidewalk and went along the path, stopping right next to the playground. Dropping the bike, she skipped over to the play-scape and scrambled nimbly up the side, joining us on the platform.

"Hey, Clary!" Iz jumped up and gave Clary a hug. Up close I could see her porcelain skin, and her emerald green eyes. She was beautiful. I mentally shook myself, forcing myself to not stare.

"Guys, this is Clary, well, you know Alec, of course, but this is Jace." Said Iz, gesturing between us.

"So you are the infamous Jace." Said Clary, her perfect lips forming the words effortlessly. She smiled. "Nice to meet you, I'm Clary Fray."

I shook the hand she held out and turned to Iz. "Iz, you've been talking about me! I'm flattered!" I pretended to gush.

Clary giggled, and Iz rolled her eyes.

"So, why do I not know who you are?" I asked Clary.

"But, you do know who I am." She said innocently. I shot her a look, and she grinned.

"Fine. I met Iz at kickboxing, then at school and before that, I met Alec, who just so happens to be dating one of my best friends, Magnus" she explained quickly.

So she knew that Alec was gay, that was a relief. "I see. And of course you heard all about me through Izzy bragging about how great I am." I said smirking at Iz who stuck out her tongue.

"Not quite." Said Clary. I turned back to her. "I mostly found out about you when Izzy was ranting about your enormous ego." She grinned maliciously.

I shot a look at Iz. "Is that so?" Izzy grinned at Clary.

Clary coughed, drawing my attention back to her. "She might have also said you were, uh, compensating for something." She raked her eyes over my figure.

I turned to Iz. She almost looked abashed, and I knew that she hadn't actually said anything of the sort. So, instead of acting insulted, I pointed at Clary and spoke. "I like her."

Iz burst out laughing, and after a while we all joined in.

"Okay, okay," said Clary, wiping tears from her eyes. "Moving on, you have yet to tell me why I'm here."

"Yes, I need to know some stuff myself." I put in.

"Well, it's about Sebastian." Iz said it almost, fearfully, looking at Clary. I could tell the redhead had had her doubts about this Sebastian guy. Tactfully, she didn't say I told you so.

"I never liked him." Said Clary. All of us froze. "What? Did I say something?" asked Clary, puzzled.

"It's nothing," supplied Alec, "just that… that is exactly what Jace said."

Immediately Clary raised her hand towards me. "High five, dude. Great minds think alike."

I grinned and high fived her outstretched palm.

"Alright, Iz, let's have the rest of the story." I said.

"Well, I caught Sebastian – cheating." Izzy gulped, it was still hard for her to not cry at the bastard's name.

"Aaah, so we are here for revenge?" said Clary, "I like it. He's a bastard."

"Agreed." I said lazily.

"So what do we want to do?" asked Alec. Izzy shrugged. Clary furrowed her brow, thinking.

"What is the thing that he's most attached too?" I asked.

Izzy thought then snapped her fingers as an idea came to her. "His car! A stupid sixteenth birthday present convertible from his rich ass father. Horrid puke gold colour, but he would take a bullet for the thing."

"So, we sabotage the car." I grinned, looking forward to the mischief.

"We can spray paint the sides." said Clary.

"Dent the body?" Suggested Alec.

"Slash the tires!" said Iz.

"All four." I said wickedly.

"No."

Me, Iz, and Alec turned towards Clary, who had spoken. She blushed when we fixed our stares on her, turning her skin a delicious pink. I licked my lips.

"Um, if he has insurance, it will pay for the damage if all four are slashed. If it's just three tires, insurance in this country won't pay for it." Clary explained.

"Are you sure?" I asked incredulously.

"You bet," she said more confidently, "nine times out of ten."

"Alright, three tires it is." I said, still slightly dazed at this girl's knowledge.

After an hour or two of planning, our talking evolved into a game of grounders. Me and Clary started a sort of rivalry, being the two best at it. Iz kept shooting us funny looks. I knew that look. Great, she's going to try and set us up. Didn't matter anyway, I planned to beat her to the punch.

Izzy and Clary then gave a demonstration of their kickboxing skills. Clary was clearly the best, but she explained that she had been taking martial arts since she was seven. I was a boxer myself, and could tell that she was really good, and that her best defence was her speed. Izzy would throw a right hook and she would be gone, ducking in a nanosecond.

It was a fun afternoon.

Three days later, I was panting in an alley, my chest heaving after running away from the scene of the crime, the crime being the intense vandalism of the bastard's car. Clary was breathing heavily next to me. Her breasts rising over the top of her low cut tank top every time she took a breath. Whoa, not helping to slow my breath. She smiled when I looked down at her, grinning like a fool.

There was no denying it, I was falling hard for this girl, and I had known her only four days.

Iz and Alec had run the other way, confusing the fat guard who had yelled at us. I closed my eyes and tried to control my desire.

Ah, screw it!

Turning, I pushed Clary against the wall and caught her lips with mine. She stilled in shock, but after a moment, responded with enthusiasm.

I groaned and kissed her harder, pushing her further up the wall. Her hands went to my hair, pulling on the curls at my neck. I gasped and let my tongue touch her lips. To my surprise, her mouth opened and her tongue shot out, battling mine. We made out for a good five minutes, her pressed against the wall, both of us groaning into the other's mouth.

Eventually we disentangled ourselves, but I kept her pressed against the wall.

We were both breathing heavily, and she seemed a bit wary, as if she thought I would just leave. Not a chance.

I smiled down at her. "Clary Fray, will you accompany me on a date? I'm sorry about the abrupt make out session, but I have wanted to do that since you told us to only slash 3 tires, not 4, and quite frankly, you are just too irresistible for your own good."

Clary was silent for about a minute. I became nervous, what if she said no?

Then Clary smiled. It was a beautiful smile, full of happiness. I felt a swell of pride at being the one who had put that smile on her face.

"Of course, Jace. Did you really think I would say no?" she said.

I beamed at her and kissed her again. I could tell it would soon become my favourite activity.

Six months later, I found myself panting in the same alley, but for entirely different reasons. Clary was pushed against the wall again, her legs around my waist, tongue in my mouth and hands up my shirt. There was just one difference this time. We had actually dated before this make out session, for six months if you hadn't guessed.

Latching my lips onto her neck, I felt the words I had been longing to say for a month try to escape my lips again. But I just couldn't put myself out like that, even for Clary, who understood me like no other, who made me catch my breath every time she walked in the room.

Distracted by the creamy skin of her neck, I just barely noticed the words breathed over my ear.

"I love you, Jace."

I froze. No, she couldn't have said that. It was just the wind, there was no way an angel like Clary could love someone like me. Nonetheless, I raised my head to look at her face.

Tears were shining in her beautiful green eyes, and her jaw was set. I was confused by the look on her face. It was almost defiant, but why –

"I won't take it back. I'll never take it back.". My eyes widened. Did she think I wanted her to? This confirmed that it was indeed my angel who had said she loved me! Did she not think I felt the same way?

Tears were falling down Clary's face now, and she wiggled in my grasp, trying to get free. I just thought it felt amazing, her wiggling beneath me, her legs still clasped around my waist. Finally, I managed to find my voice.

"You're not going anywhere." I said gruffly. She froze this time, and I almost groaned at the loss of her movements. Instead, I continued.

"I love you too, Clarissa Fray." My hands went to either side of her face. "I would have said it a month ago, but was afraid you wouldn't feel the same. I still don't know why you stay with me, as I have told you, so I just wasn't sure."

Her gaze hardened. What?

"You are an idiot, Jace Wayland." She poked my chest and narrowed her eyes. "I stay with you because, and this will never change, I love you." She let her gaze wander up and down my figure then bit her lip.

"All of you." She said, her eyes lidded.

Her breath whooshed out of her as my lips collided with hers. "Not fair." I muttered against her pouty lips. She smiled.

Three years later, I married my angel. When the time came to say the vows, the only thing I could say was ready on the tip of my tongue.

"Only slash three tires."

Hope you guys like it! Like I said, I have way too many ideas, so just bear with me a while. I will be continuing my full length fics, but not until I unload some of this idea baggage. I'm not sure the slash three tires line was really mentioned enough to make it a good send off, or, for that matter, a wedding vow, but it's good enough. Like I said, enjoy! And maybe review, please?