Chapter 1 – Meet again

Jace p.o.v

I looked over at Kirin; her blond bleached hair was tied in a bun, allowing you to see her full face with too much make up and foundation. I forced a smile on my face when she looked up at me, she beamed back and I tried not to grind my teeth in frustration. She wasn't Clary. Clary wasn't coming back. After how I treated her back in Indris at the Pen hallows, I deserved to be left.

I hadn't heard a word from her since she left me in the bedroom. The war was over, Valentine had died, and Sebastian had died as well. Some people from the clave must have done it. The person who did it stayed anonymous, much to my despair, I wanted to go and congratulate them and kiss their feet!

I and Kirin strolled over to Maryse's office, Kirin wanted to move in but we just needed to make that clear to Maryse first. I hoped Maryse didn't agree, but what reason would she have; there are thousands of rooms in this institute.

Slowly coming up to her wooden oak doors, we had voices.

'Maryse, I'm not sure...' a small voice said fatly.

'Don't be silly, we need you for this case, you're the best there is.' Maryse answered back faintly though behind the door.

I looked at Kirin again, who already moved to open the door. I followed her in and gaped at what I saw. There standing, a few inches away, was Clary. She had grown. Her vivid red hair cascaded down touching her lower back, her legs were longer, by the long boots she wore and her eyes were greener and more beautiful. She was more beautiful.

'Clary?' I splutter out surprised. Kirin stares at me, disgust on her face. 'You know her?'

'Hello, Jace,' Clary says coolly. She turns back to Maryse. 'If you want me to do it, I'll do it.'

Maryse smiled, 'Thank you Clary, you have my number so give me an update,'

Clary nodded again, her pink lips curled in to a smirk as she picked up her jacket; she strolled past me and left Maryse's office. I still caught the same scent she carried, vanilla and soap. She smelled intoxicating.

'Hello Jace,' Maryse gave a small smile, 'how was your trip?'

'Fine.' I say shortly. 'What is Clary doing here?'

Maryse smiled a real smile. 'Ever since you left she has been staying with us, I called her over to catch up on the past. I also assigned her on a new mission.'

'Mission?'I say, eyebrows raised and move over to the plump brown sofas in her living room. I sink on to the seat. Kirin quickly mimics me and sits very close to me, as close as she could get. I try not to wince, and quickly mask my features, when she beams up at me again.

'Jace, why is she bothering you?' Kirin squeaks, 'your with me now, don't think of your ex. Her clothes were distasteful though.' She wrinkles her nose.

I really want to kill Kirin now about being rude about Clary.

I gaze at Maryse, and see how hard she is trying to keep back a retort. She was eating the inside of her lip. 'Yes, mission Jace.' Maryse sighed as she ran a tiresome hand through her long hair. 'As you know, Clary's brother and father have died, which means the seat of the council or ruler is for Clary as she has Morgenstern blood,'

I almost choke on the perfume Kirin is wearing. 'She is going to rule Idris?! The shawdowhunters?!'

Kirin next to me is baffled, 'she gets to be Queen?' She scowls, 'that's not fair, and she is not even that pretty,'

I am so baffled by the news I just heard, that I ignore Kirin's insult on my Clary. Whoa, my Clary. Where did that come from? She doesn't belong to me as much as I want her to, but again that's my fault.

'Yes, Jace.' Maryse sighed again, as she shuffled a bundle of papers on her desk, She breathed some air in, than let it out, 'But, Clary did not except being the ruler of Idris, as she fears she is too young, instead she is a high assassin ruler to kill all demons and forsaken creatures; rid this world of them and their harmful acts.'

I stared mystified. Clary an assassin?

I knew her from when she screamed at demons in fear, and there would be me standing to protect her. But I broke her heart like the ass I was, because I was too much of a coward to claim my feelings about Clary. I sink in to my seat, with Kirin leaning in to me. I try not to shudder about her being so close to me. Her revolting strong perfume waffled up my nose. I wanted to smell vanilla and soap that Clary had.

I miss her.

Clary P.O.V

Seeing Jace again, brought up really bad memories that I wanted to tuck away and keep hidden. He and Aline was too hurtful to even think about right now. I stroll down the hallway of the institute, already smelling the vile cooking smells that danced through the air filling my nostrils.

I reached the kitchen, seeing Isabelle red in the face; scrap a black ridden sauce pan.

One of Maryse's favourite pots. Oh no Izzy is in so much trouble.

'IZZY!,' I squeal as she dumps the sauce pan in the skin, allowing a sizzling sound to arrive with a air filled with smoke. I quickly move to open the window to let the smoke out.

Izzy moans, and puts her head in her hands. 'I am a SHADOWHUNTER! I get everything right, except cooking a meal,'

I pat her back as she screams out abuse. When she is calm, I hop on to the counter and lie back. 'If you love cooking so much, why don't you do Cooking classes?'

Isabelle fixed her sharp brown eyes on me. 'They have cooking classes?' Izzy smiles, 'I forgot mundane even existed'

'Yeah and that they are better at you,' I mumble quietly.

Well, not quietly enough because Izzy hauls me up from the counter. 'What did you say?' her voice guarded and her eyes alert, just like when we are chasing demons.

'Err; I said cooking may be right for you,'

'That's what I thought you said,'

'Are you going to leave Clary alone?' A voice said from the doorway.

I knew who it was, as I rolled my eyes. Izzy squealed. 'JACE!' She runs over and hugs him; all the while his eyes are trained on me. I ignore it and lie back down on the counter.

Izzy laughs as she moves away from Jace and lies with me, apron on and all.

'You know, there is this really cool invention. It's called beds. You know the rectangular beds that you find in bedrooms, go find one and relax on,' I hear Jace's really annoying but smooth voice.

'Shut it, Jace,' I and Izzy say in unison.

I hear Jace move up to the sink, waving away the smoke. 'What did you do this time Izzy?'

'Well, I knew you were coming so I decided to make you something 'Izzy mumbles

'Do you want me to choke and die as a celebration when I arrive home?' Jace says, his tone full of I AM AN ASS.

'Leave Izzy alone, she just wanted to celebrate your arrival,' I say quietly to Jace. I hop off the counter.

Jace's golden eyes appraise every inch of me. From my red hair cascading down my shoulders, to my face. 'Do you want me to die, Clary? I see no reason for you to disagree, although you may miss out on all my awesomeness,'

I roll my eyes and turn to Izzy lying on the counter, 'So, Pandemonium 6 o clock?'

Izzy smiled, 'YEP!' She sat up, 'can I do a makeover on you, please,'

I grin at her, 'Err...' I watch Izzy's face go all eager and excited. 'Nope!' I walk over to the doorway, 'Anyway, got to make a portal to see the Clave again, have a meeting with them in about 10 minutes,'

'See you Clary!'

'Bye Iz,' I pause. 'Bye Jace,'

I knew Jace was watching me; anger flashed on his face when I ignored him, then his face went in to a mask hiding his emotions.

'Bye Clary,' was all I heard as I moved down the hallway.

Jace P.O.V

I watched Clary saunter out of the room, her hips swinging in motion as she walks her long flame red hair swinging down her back. She was so beautiful.

Izzy leapt up from the counter, and she smirked when she saw me checking out Clary. 'Boy, have you got it bad.'

I smirk and fold my arms. 'What are you even talking about Izzy?'

'Do not play dumb with me Jace, Clary has a cute ass and you know it,' Izzy chuckled as I turned a dark beetroot red.

I was about to retort back, when I sniffed the air. My nose scrunched up as I identified who the person is. Her expensive perfume chocking people to death. Kirin.

Izzy laughed at my reaction as she washed the pot and chucked it on the rack to dry. She slid off her apron just as Kirin approached the room.

'Aww, Jacey. There you are,' Kirin's annoying voice rang out. 'Where's the red haired tramp?' she giggled at Clary's insult.

Anger flared up within me as I desperately tied to hold back from screaming at her. Izzy's eyes narrowed and looked Kirin up and down.

'You want to say that again about my friend, Kirin?' Izzy said firmly, her arms folded.

Kirin's eyes widened like big saucers as she stared at Izzy's posture. 'Err...no,'

Kirin rolled her eyes as Izzy nodded at her, and then grinned at me. She gave me a thumb up behind Kirin's back and mouthed good luck to me

Yep I was sure going to need it as Kirin swaggered up to me and kissed me hard on the lips. That was going to leave me a bruise