I'm back! Yay it's FINALLY up! Cupcake time! I'm SO excited for this fic because there is a lot more change! There will be a lot more moments in Clary and Jace's relationship, and hopefully some Malec in there too. Plus a Sizzy surprise! There will also be some cute family fluff with Jonathan and…. Valentine? Find out!

Prologue

Clary and Jace arrived at the new section of the Institute, their temporary lab until the old one was fixed. Clary raced, well, as best she could, to her temp office to retrieve her lab coat and gloves to start examining the new found remains. Jace walked up to the platform, then stopped, remembering what happened last time. He looked up to see Simon and Isabelle, looking at a computer screen, and a caramel skinned girl with short dark hair and warm brown eyes. "Simon? Izzy?" he said, getting their attention. He gestured to the sensors on the railings, preventing him from entering. "A little help?" Simon, who looked extremely tired, looked up and turned to the dark haired girl. "Maia, can you help Jace?" he asked. Maia, who had been focused on her work, looked up, confused. "Wait, what?" she said. Isabelle rolled her eyes and walked down to the edge of the platform and swiped her card through the slot so Jace could come up. He looked at the body. This one wasn't covered in algae and little bits of flesh like the last one. This one was covered in dusty, dry dirt and the bones were all that was left.

"I'm here!" Clary said, racing up the steps to the platform. She got up and started examining right away. "Female, late thirties early forties. No signs of foul play except some bruising on the femurs and ulnas." she said, after mere seconds of examination. She looked up at Maia, who was placing tissue markers on the skull. "Tell me when you're done Maia, so I can check the tissue markers and Isabelle can do a facial reconstruction." she said. Maia nodded and went back to work. Clary did a little more examination before her phone buzzed. She pulled it out of her pocket and cursed under her breath.

"What?" Isabelle asked, unplugging her Canon T3i camera from the computer and walking up to the remains, taking a few pictures. "I have a meeting with an Art Gallery today,"she said taking off her gloves and putting her phone away. "They want to put one of my painting of guatemala up. I've gotta go." she said running down the steps towards her temp office without even a glance back.

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Clary walked into her temp office, throwing her lab coat onto the small chair next to the door. She ran to her desk and grabbed a piece of paper with a picture of her painting on it. She cursed under her breath and looked back at the real painting. Jace walked in the door. "What's the rush?" he asked, walking up beside her. Clary sighed. "I need to be there in 10 minutes and I don't know whether to bring the picture or the painting." she said looking back and forth between the two. "Take the picture." Jace said. Clary looked at the picture quickly before sighing. "Alright." she said then turned to Jace. "Can you drive me, please?" Jace smirked. "I don't know…" he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Clary crossed her arms and glared at him. "Well, I might just have to steal your car." She raised her hand to revile Jace's car keys. Jace stared wide eyed at her. "How did you..." he asked, digging through his pocket where he put them, only to find them gone.

Clary smirked. "For the world's best FBI agent, you really need to watch where you put your keys." Clary reached into her pocket and pulled out a set of house keys. Jace's house keys. "Why'd you take my house keys?" he asked, reaching for them but Clary pulled them back. "So I have leverage." she said. Then Jace caught on. He sighed, being defeated."Fine, I'll drive you." Clary smiled and gave him back his keys. She grabbed the picture and her and Jace walked out of her office.

When they walked passed the observation platform, Maia came running down the steps. "Wait! Clary!" she called. Clary sighed and rolled her eyes. Now everyone was calling her that. "Yes Maia?" she asked, turning to face her. "I finished the tissue markers." she said. Clary handed Jace the picture and raced up the steps with Maia, grabbing and slipping on a pair of gloves. Jace stood below the steps, not wanting to set the alarm off again. "I thought you were going to be late?" he called as Clary was reviewing the tissue markers. "I'll be there in a second.." she said trailing into thought. "The depth on the upper maxilla seems a little much to me but good work." Clary said turning to Maia who smiled. "Take this to Isabelle." she told her, taking her gloves off. The two walked down the steps before walking in two separate directions.

Simon walked over to them quickly, delaying their departure even more. "Clary have you seen my microscope trays? I can't find them anywhere." he asked. Clary sighed. "The new shipment came in yesterday. They're in my office." Simon nodded. "Thanks." he was about to walk past them when he stopped and turned to face them. "Why aren't you taking the painting?" He asked, gesturing to the picture. Clary grabbed the picture and ran towards her office. Jace turns to Simon, an exasperated look on his face. "And she's worried about being late."

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Clary threw the picture down on her small, cluttered desk and walked behind it, grabbing the fairly large painting just behind it. She lifted the corners off the floor and stumbled out of the door, nearly hitting Jace in the process. "Woah," he said, lowering the painting so he could see her face. "You are way too short to be carrying this." he said taking the painting from her. "Be careful! The oil paint might not be dry!" she said, finally letting go. Jace held the painting away from him, making sure he didn't mess up the drying oil paint wasn't getting on his clothes. "Okay," he said, letting out a breath and raising his head over the painting so she could see him. "Can we go now?" Clary smiled. "Yes."

Jace turned around and started walking towards the doors when Clary stopped in her tracks. Jace turned to face her, putting the painting against the wall. "What do you need now?" he asked, exasperated. Then he saw her face. Her expression was pained, and unbelieving. "Clary? Are you al-" he didn't get to finish because Clary had already run into Isabelle's office, where the victim's facial reconstruction was displayed. "That's wrong Isabelle!" she yelled. Izzy looked at her in shock. "Wha-" "You got it wrong! You made a mistake! It can-n't… it can't-t…" she said trailing off and running off again. "Okay, I'll shut it off!" Isabelle yelled, closing the facial reconstruction.

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Clary ran up the steps of the examination platform, setting the alarm off on her way up. "Clary!" she heard Jace call to her. She didn't stop. Maia looked up at her. "What is it Clar-" "Where are the artifacts found with the remains?!" Clary yelled. Maia pointed at the table where Simon had been working just before. Clary ran over, grabbed the orange folder and racing back down the steps towards her office.

She ran inside, pushing multiple stacks of paper onto the floor. She opened the folder and pulled out a small glass horse. This was Jonathans…. she remembered. She dreaded what she would pull out next. Thankfully it was just a old piece of parchment. She payed no attention to it because most of the ink had faded so the print wasn't legible. Then, she found it. She pulled out a necklace. Silver chain with a orange lily pendant. Her mother got it from her father as a birthday present. She never took it off. Never. That made her theorie all the more real. Jace came in the doorway seeing Clary on the verge of tears, holding the necklace in her small, shaking, pale fingers.

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The whole group was in Izzy's office, gathered around the large projection screen. Trying to think of what set Clary off. Hodge, Maia, Simon and Isabelle were sitting in silence until Jace walked in. "What happened when Clary came in here?" he asked Isabelle. She grabbed the tablet, connected to the Sizzy-tron. "She freaked when she saw this." Isabelle said, opening the facial reconstruction. Jace's eyes widened at the sight, catching the attention of everyone. "What is it?" Simon asked. "I've seen her before. At Clary's house." he said. Simon and Isabelle exchanged sad glances. They knew who this was. "Good god," Hodge said staring at the screen in disbelief. Jace took a breath. "We just found Clary's mother."

Dun dun DUN! I bet you all saw that coming! Well that was the prologue, to the sequel to Remains! Until chapter 1, cupcakes to all!

-TBBG