Thud thud thud... someone was banging very loudly on our door and I had a idea who it was.

Jace groaned, tighten his arms around me as we lay silent in our bed. "I know you're in there!" a girl voice yelled.

Isabelle.

I turned to face Jace, my angel. He had his eyes closed but he was scowling, fighting hard not to laugh I kissed him swiftly and went to get up but he was not having that.

He tightened his arms around me and pulled me on top of him. I started to laugh.

"And just where do you think you're going? Hmmm..." he questioned, using his sarcastic tone, though when wasn't Jace being sarcastic?

His golden eyes were piercing, but gentle. "Well... I was going to answer—"his lips crashed down onto mine, silencing me.

The banging became distant as we drifted into our own little world.

After, what felt like forever, I unwillingly pulled back from Jace, and was rewarded with a glare from him.

"Let me go clean up first," I said as he untangled me from his arms, freeing me.

I walked off to the bathroom and jumped in the shower.

When we returned from Idris, my mother moved in with Luke, which I was finally glad to see. Isabelle, Alec and of course Jace insisted that I live at the Institute to get my proper Shadowhunter training. Mum and Luke agreed that I should so they helped me pack up and move in.

Maryse and Robert were happy with the idea and said that it was probably a better that I move in here seeing as I will be here for most of my time, but when it came time to choose a room, Jace declared that I move in with him.

Well all I can say is that Maryse was not happy with that. After a long discussion with Robert, Luke and Jocelyn they finally came to an agreement that I can live in Jace's room, but with conditions, conditions Jace didn't like.

"Clary if you use all the hot water up, by the angel!" Jace's voice came from outside the door, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I laughed loudly, and switched of the shower. Getting dressed quickly I skipped back into our room, finding Jace searching his drawers, muttering something about girls and showers.

He turned when I came out and smiled.

Usually in the morning after my shower I would greet him with a kiss, but oh no not today seeing as he cut my shower short. I smiled at him sweetly, but then turned and made my way to the door.

Since doing all this training I had become faster and stronger but still I was no match for Jace.

He was blocking the door in less than a second with a cocky grin across his face.

"You want to leave? That's a first I would have to say, especially for me. So either you used all the hot water up or..." but instead I threw my clothes at him, which he neatly dodged and I ran across the other side of the room laughing.

Jace's POV

The way she laughed and ran across the room, her red curls bouncing made my heart flutter.

She was beautiful and she was mine, but at the moment she was playing hard to get and I, Jace Lightwood am definitely not having that.

She stood across the other side of the bed, staring around the room, probably trying to find a possible solution to get around me.

"Now Clarissa," I said teasing her. Her eyes narrowed at me when I said her full name.

She backed away to the door leading out to our little porch. She slowly twisted the handle and then she was gone in one blink of the eye.

So she is getting better, but she seemed to forget about my special abilities.

I silently followed her out to the porch that overlooked the East River. She had her back to me, the sun shining of her red curls.

Knowing that I had won I walked up to her and wound my arms around her waist.

She looked up at me and shook her head slightly.

"You haven't got me—"and then we were flying, well jumping in my case.

Clary shrieked as we went higher and higher until I landed lightly on the church roof.

"That. Was. So. Uncalled. For," she said, clutching at my shirt, looking down at our view.

She wasn't scared to behead a demon, wasn't scared to take on her own father, but she was scared of heights. I chuckled unable to help myself.

She glared at me.

"You gave me no choice, no one gets away from Jace Lightwood," I said, smiling cocky.

"Humph," she grunted, but she was still clutching at my shirt which gave me inclination that I had won. She turned around to me and then she crushed her lips to mine. After a few minutes I bit her lip, asking entry, which she accepted. Just as it started to get interesting her phone started ringing. I groaned and she laughed against my lips.

"Izzy, what's up?" she said.

There was a muffled exclamation on the other end of the phone. Clary's face turned white.

"We will be right there!" she practically yelled as she hung up, nearly in tears.

"What wrong?" I asked quickly as she pulled me along trying to find a way down.

She turned to me, her eyes full of tears. "Luke and mum have been attacked by demons, we have to get there now!" she all but shrieked at me. And with that I took her by the waist and jumped.