Hey, everybody! I know it's been a while since I posted on If Will Came First about this story, but here it is! **I'm just going to say it right now: YOU DO NOT HAVE TO HAVE READ IF WILL CAME FIRST TO READ THIS STORY.** This is a sequel to If Will Came First, but involves different characters, and you don't have to have read it to read this story(Although if you haven't yet, I would love for you guys to check it out). Please leave reviews, favorite, and follow this story, and my others! Also, this is not a songfic, just to get that out there. So here it is, and enjoy!

I walked down the hall, feeling out of place as usual, in the Institute. I wasn't cut out to be a Shadowhunter, and my own brother was avoiding me.

He was the whole reason I had come here. My brother. William. My parents had been in a state of depression since he left, especially right after what happened to Ella. I came here with the main purpose to bring him back, but I couldn't now. I was officially no longer my parents child; I was now a child of the Nephilim.

Part of my parents depression included shutting me out, and pretending like I wasn't there. Because of this, I spent my whole childhood feeling invisible. Nobody cared about me, and I had learned to accept that.

Finding my brother had been my only chance to be loved, and to find a real family. And now he refused to talk to me. I grunted, and continued to walk, fighting back the tears. I had to be strong. I had only been here a day anyway, and he was busy planning a wedding. His wedding. He would talk to me later, after all this wedding business. There's no reason to cry.

"How do you do?" I heard. I looked up, shocked, to see who had addressed me. It was a handsome man, about Will's age, with oddly colored silver hair and eyes. He was very handsome.

"Have we met before?" he asked, studying me closer. I felt embarrassed suddenly, I remembered that I had been crying, so tears were still in my eyes.

"I don't think we have. But you may know my brother, Will Herondale. I'm Cecily," I said, smiling.

He smiled too, and I felt my heart contract. I looked closer at him, and I noticed tears in his sliver eyes. I felt bad, I had obviously intruded on something, but he looked so happy, smiling like that, that I forgot.

"Oh, I know him alright," he said, chuckling to himself. "I am sorry, Cecily, I forgot my manners. I am James Carstairs, but everybody calls me Jem," Jem said, bowing. I was shocked that he had used my Christian name on our first meeting, but I noticed most Shadowhunters did. It must be normal here.

I smiled. "It is perfectly alright, Mr. Carstairs. I accept your apology," I stopped, shocked, seeing his hand reaching out to me, putting his fingers on my lips.

"I asked you to call me Jem, Cecily," he said, and I was very aware of his face only inches from mine. He eyed me mischievously, waiting for my reaction.

"Fine then. Jem," I said. I felt like I was out of breath, just staring at him. I shook my head, as if it could clear my thoughts. I should not be acting this way. It was improper.

He smiled, pleased. "I'll see you at the wedding, Cecily." He took my hand, bowing again, and kissed it. I cursed myself for my heart fluttering whenever he touched me. He then walked away, and I hoped to see him again. Part of me knew that this was the beginning of something.

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I looked down at myself, I was at the door to the where the reception of the wedding was going to take place, and Will would introduce me to his guests. I look fine, I thought. My dress wasn't wrinkled, and my hair was in place. I looked fine.

I looked down the hall, to see Will coming toward me, still in his wedding suit. "Hello, Will. Congratulations," I said.

"Thank you," he said, smiling. "You ready?"

"I have a question first," I said. He looked at me strange and nodded, telling me to ask.

"Who is James Cartstairs?" I asked. To my surprise Will laughed.

"He's my parabatai, and my best friend. I suppose you met him then?" he said. I nodded. That made a lot more sense.

A second later, Will was leading her out to the reception. "Hello everybody! I would like to introduce my sister, Cecily Herondale, who is now a Shadowhunter and living in the Institute." Everyone clapped, and I was led to the dance floor. Tessa, Will's wife, introduced herself, and I was struck by how odd it was to have a sister in law, right after I met my brother for the first time in years.

I talked with her for a few minutes, small talk, mostly, and then walked around, talking to Charlotte and Henry, and other Shadowhunters. I then sat down, and watched the festivities. Then, I noticed someone familiar coming toward me. It was Jem.

"Hello, Jem," I said, walking toward him, and curtsying.

He smiled, and bowed. "It's nice to see you again," he said. It looked as if he had been in pain, and was now relieved to see her. "Would you like to dance?" I nodded, happy to be doing something, especially with Jem.

He held my elbow and walked me over to the dance floor, and I noticed people staring at us, and I wondered why, but I couldn't think about it, because soon he was twirling me on the dance floor. It was a lot of fun, just being with him, and soon I was giggling and smiling.

Then a slow song came on, and he pulled me into his chest, in what was practically an embrace. He had his arms around me, and I had mine around him, and we moved slowly to the music together.

"Did I ever tell you how beautiful you look?" he whispered into my ear. I looked up at him, and I knew what to do, and I didn't care what anybody else thought about it.

"Come with me," I whispered. He heard me, and he looked confused, but he went with me. I led him outside, into the open. I had never done this before, and although I was sure I wanted to do this, I was still nervous.

He pulled me close, into a real embrace this time. "What is it Cecily?" he asked. I didn't respond. I just did it.

I kissed him. I could tell he was surprised at first, but he kissed me back. I was the first to pull away, and he smiled at me.

"I see why you wanted to come out here to do that," he said with a grin. I was already coming to love his smile, which worried me.

"Why was everyone looking at us when you brought me out to dance?" I asked. I had to know, or I would continue to forever wonder.

He looked down, and back up at me, tears in his eyes. "I was courting someone before I met you."

I nodded. That wasn't anything too bad. "That's nothing to be ashamed of, Jem…," I said, but he cut me off, tears were now in his eyes.

"You don't understand. It was Tessa," he said, tears running down his cheeks. I pulled him closer to me, and I let him cry. Now I understood. It was too hard for him. He had been in love with his best friend and parabatai's wife, my brothers wife, and he just kissed another girl at their wedding. I felt horrible.

"I understand," I told him, bringing his face up to meet mine. I looked into his silver eyes, "I would never hurt you, Jem," I said. I suddenly felt as vulnerable as if I had stripped naked in city park.

Jem took my face in his hand and kissed me, with more passion this time. His mouth tasted very sweet, and I felt as if I could get addicted to his kiss.

"And I would never hurt you," he said.

Gabriel's POV

I hate weddings. I always have. And I was especially mad that my father forced me to go to this one, Will's, my enemy. The worst part was that I would have to see Gideon, since it involved the Institute of London, and of course he would be with the Mundane girl who worked there that he loved so much.

The actual ceremony was pretty boring, except seeing Will cry while giving his vows. That part was fun. I would come to a wedding any day to see him cry, since he always acted so tough.

At the reception, I was doing nothing, but pretending to mingle with my father. Then Will called everyone over, and he had a girl next to him, who looked like him. She was beautiful. She had bright blue eyes and long black curly hair, and a soft look about her. I barely caught her name….Cecily.

I watched her walking around, mingling. I finally saw her alone, and I made my way toward her, but I stopped. James was already asking her to dance. I saw her blush and take his hand, and I grumbled. This was it. I was going to get her. This was war.

Ok, well that's the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed, and please review, follow, and favorite!