Right, umm this IS my first ever Fanfic story, so, like, don't be evil to me and hate me if it's terrible, just nicely tell me and, like, review telling me to stop. Umm enjoy? This is a Clace story primarily, but there are snippets of Malec and Sizzy in later chapters is more prominent. It is set after City of Glass but has bits of City of Fallen Angels (which I haven't read –yet) in it, like Luke and Jocelyn are married. (This is me going through the chapters and correcting things that me and my beta missed, sorry but it was bugging me, we could play a game of spot the difference, let's see how many you can find :D)

We Belong

Jace paced back and forth, not really focusing on what he was doing, he was too absorbed in his thoughts. Isabelle peaked her head in and watched him for a few minutes before daring to speak up. 'Jace, if you continue doing that you're going to wear the carpet away.'

He looked up, pulled abruptly from his deep thought and scowled when he saw who it was. 'Go away Iz, I'm busy.'

'You're mindlessly pacing, I don't count that as busy.'

He grunted a reply and continued his track. Why couldn't she just leave me done, he thought, I just want some thinking time to get it right. 'Iz, just go away, I need some thinking time which doesn't work with you, sugar queen, spitting in my ear. Now piss off.'

Iz scowled at him once before flouncing out the room. Thank Angel, he thought, I just need to think. Just a little longer.

He pulled a small velvet-looking box out of his pocket and weighed it in his hands. This is it, Jace. Come on, you can't back out now.

He hesitated once then grabbed the door handle and left.

Two hours later he still hadn't found Clary and was getting extremely frustrated.

'Iz, quit following me around! If you wanna help me tell me where Clary is!'

'No, she told me that she doesn't want to see you.'

'Why? What have I done? For Angel's sake you know what I'm trying to do! Why won't she see me?'

'Fine! I'll call her, alright?'

Iz pulled out her phone and dialled Clary's number.

'Clary . . . Hey . . . Yeah, he wants to talk to you . . . Yeah I know you said, but I really- . . . K . . . 10 mins? Ok . . . see you then.'

'She's coming here then?'

'Yeah, says she'll be here in 10.'

'Great . . . Thanks Iz.'

Jace ran to his room and started to run his ringers through his hair and check his clothes. Right here we go Jace, come on you can do it!

He started pacing outside the Institute elevator door, stressing. He ran and confirmed his hair was fine, then went back to pacing.

His patience was rewarded with the ping of the elevator and Clary appearing out of it.

'Clary! There you are! I've been so worried-' He stopped himself. Angel I sound like the clingiest boyfriend ever.

' . . . Jace?'

'Huh? Oh sorry . . . lost in thought babies,' he treated her to his cockiest grin, but to his dismay she didn't even blush. 'Clary? Is everything alright?'

'I don't know Jace, is it?' She looked quite stormy. What have I done? ' let's just get this over with, ' she mumbled. What the hell?

She led him, confused, into the library and then she sat down in one of the arm chairs, pulling her knees up against her chest.

'Clary? What's wrong? Why you acting like this?'

' . . . Jace, we both know what you're about to do . . . and I can't let you . . . I've got to do it. I'm not just going to be another of your cast offs, a girl you've used and done with. That's why I'm ending it. Ok? I'm finishing it, I . . . I can't let you do that, ok? I can't just be another girl you dumped ok?'

Jace's head spun, he couldn't quite take it in. No . . . that's not . . . no . . . it's wrong . . . I . . . fuck. He snapped back when he realized that Clary was talking to him.

'- I know that's what you've been doing these last weeks, trying to decided whether to break up with me or not, and I know what decision you've come to, Jace . . . Jace? Are you listening to me?'

Jace stared at her not able to absorb the blow. She's . . . she's breaking up with me? But . . . no . . . I . . . she . . . us! Jace's mind wired trying to find a way out. He then noticed Clary was beginning to shout and gestur with her hands.

He caught both of her wrists in his hands and looked deep into the green of her eyes. 'Clary . . . wait, stop. Please. Wait!' She was struggerling and trying to twist herself out of his grasp. 'Clary, please, I wasn't trying to break up with you!' She stopped and stared at him, not quite understanding.

'Clary. I love you. I can't, even if I wanted to, stop loving you. I need you in my life.' He stopped and looked at her, now stopped struggerling. 'If you hold that look any longer you'll catch flies' he said and smirked at her whilst she snapped her mouth shut and scowled at him.

'Jace . . . wh-'

'Shhh,' he put a finger over her lips. 'I haven't been trying to dump you . . . I . . . I've actually been . . . been thinking a lot about . . . about the future, like what I want out of it and stuff. You know. Who I want to spend time with, who . . . who I want to spend the rest of . . . of my life with. And . . . and I thought about it, yeah, and Clary? I want that . . . to be you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, have fun with you, have a family with you, and grow old with you. So –' he knelt down on one knee '- Clarissa Fairchild . . . Will you marry me?'

Clary looked at him dumb struck, her lips moving but no words were being voiced. Shit. She's going to say no. I'm too early shit, I've . . . I've fucked it up! I've-

'Jace?' Clary said, pulling Jace out of his thoughts. 'If you held that look any longer you'll catch flies,' she said in an imitation of him, a soft smile on her lips.

She reached down and slipped her hands into his and tugged, pulling him up and then wrapped her arms around him. She kissed his cheek and snuggled into his shoulder.

'Jace?'

'Mmmm?'

'I will marry you on one condition, ok?'

Jace's heart soared and he pulled back to at her, a grin spread across his face. 'Anything,' he promised.

'For God's sake, tell someone what you're thinking about when you go into one of your 'deep thought' moments. I've been so worried, asking everyone if they know anything about it, I honestly thought you were going to dump me!'

'Alec knew,' he mock pouted then couldn't hold it in and grinned again, 'I just told him that if he said anything to anyone I'd kill Magnus, so he wasn't going to spill.'

'I asked him! I begged him to see what you were thinking about! I'll kill Magnus myself!'

'Clar-'

'Why am I the one to be murdered despite the fact I'm, for once, not involved in any way, shape or form?'

Jace's head snapped up and Clary spun round to find a brightly coloured, one of a kind, Warlock leaning casually against the door frame smirking at them.

'Cause.'

'Because, Jace, God you need to practice your diction!' He let out an overly dramatic sigh and grinned at Jace, 'I'm surprised Clary could understand your lovely, coherent proposal there.'

Magnus then proceeded to vanish down the corridor and a large thud resounded through the room as a book cracked into the space where Magnus' head had just been.

'Jace!'

'What? He deserved that and more. I'll take another book so I can catch him later.' He grinned at her and kissed her on the neck, nipping at the skin there.

'Ummh! Cut that out! No! What I meant was you've damaged a gorgeous book you idiot! Throw a knife for God's sake! That's what they're for, but no more book throwing! Alright?'

Jace laughed out loud and hugged her closer kissing her forehead. 'Angel, where did you come from woman? And what did I do to deserve you?'

Clary shrugged, awkwardly as being still captured in Jace's hug, and said, 'you're perfect.'

He laughed and tugged her towards the door, 'Come on I guess we'd better get over telling Iz as soon as possible.' He grimaced and held open the door for her.

'Buger, why did you have to remind me-'

'Clary! OMG I've just heard from Mags! Arrrh! Oh my Angel –' Iz was in full swing and Jace just tuned her out, rather hoping to save his ear drums from permanent damage.

'- yeah Jace, where is it?' Clary suddenly piped in.

'Huh? Oh well that you see is kept warm in my trousers, patiently waiting the day Clary will brave my fly and bring me endless pleasure.' He smirked at the blush that was burning on Clary's cheeks and then laughed at Izzy's furious expression.

'We are on about a very serious, happy, yes but serious none the less subject! What the hell have you done with the ring?' Izzy screeched at him.

'Jeez, Iz! I intend to use my ears after today, you know, to maybe hear my fiancé say 'I do'! Angel, that was painful,' Jace rubbed his ears for added effect then turned to grin at Clary, only to find her looking quite disappointed.

'Jace?'

'Yes, hun?'

'You never gave me a ring . . . you did get one didn't you?' She said timidly.

Jace felt like hitting himself, Angel dam it Jace! What's wrong with me! 'Yeah sweetheart, I did it's just you kinda surprised me with the whole 'I'm going to dump you, before you dump me' thing. It kinda threw me off my whole romantic plan and thus in my scramble to save our everlasting love, which I must say was expertly saved, I forgot to present you with the ring of my eternal love, ok?'

'Jace?'

'Yes my beautiful redhead?'

'That was quite romantic and sweet.'

'Well you did say I was perfect,' he said with a cocky grin.

'If you guys are about to make out, I'm outa here!' And with that, and of course the customary click of her heels, Izzy left the couple grinning at each other.

'Clary?'

'Yes Mr Lightwood?' Clary circled him a sly grin sliding into place on to her face.

Jace just grinned and kissed her passionately on the lips, and started to curl his tongue around her's, silently begging for her to give in, to let him dominate the kiss. She never did let him though. They competed against each other until they needed air. Clary found herself trapped between the hallway wall and Jace, her hands caught at her sides by Jace's.

'I'm beginning to think you lied to me and there really is no ring.'

'Oh ye of little faith,' Jace replied.

He pulled the small velvet ox out of his jean's pocket and put it into her free hand while letting go of her other one.

She pulled open the box to revel a band of silver metal with three stones set in it. Two blue ones on either side of a green one that matched Clary's eyes.

'It's beautiful . . . What's it made of?'

'Already trying to see if you can sell it?' After receiving a scowl from Clary, Jace continued; 'It's platinum, two sapphires and an emerald.

'It's perfect, Jace.'

Jace let out the metaphorical breath he'd been holding in since he brought the ring, he was nervous about the ring, he didn't know if she'd like that one or a more traditional one with diamonds on it.

'Thank Angel, 'cause I can't be bothered swapping it for- Arrrh! What was that for?' Jace was rubbing his forehead from where Clary had thrown the ring box at his head.

'You are so arrogant and self-centred and mean sometimes Jace Lig- Ummh!'

Jace cut her off by kissing her again. Whilst he was successfully occupying her mouth he slid the ring on to her finger before pulling back and saying; 'I love you future Mrs Lightwood.'

'I love you too Jace, and I always will. Now let's go kill Magnus.'

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