AN: Hey guys, this is my first story so I hope you like it. This is rated M because I wanted the freedom to write whatever I want and you know lemons later on. So yeah here it is.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Mortal Instruments or the characters.
She walked into the club confidently, dressed in black skin tight pants, a white flowing tank top and tall black boots. Her long red hair was curly and her bright green eyes were confident, even though she was a little nervous. She always felt nervous before every mission and this one was no exception. "Clary, by the bar." Isabelle, her best friend and partner, said through the ear piece hidden in her ear. Clary looked by the bar and saw her target, leaning against the bar cockily and flirting with the pretty bartender. She also saw Izzy not far from where he was standing, dancing with some guy, her long black hair swinging back and forth but her dark eyes were watching the target constantly. "On it." She said back to Izzy. Izzy looked over at Clary and gave her a slight nod, excusing herself to the bathroom.
Clary took a deep breath and then made her way over to the bar. She leaned against the bar next to the target, not giving him even a glance, and asked the bartender for a drink, effectively getting the attention of the bartender and of the boy flirting with her. The bartender walked away to go make Clary's drink as the boy, her target, turned to look at her. She pretended not to see him eye her up and down.
"Hey." The boy said trying to get her attention. Clary turned her head slowly to him. He was tall and cute, but not nearly as cute as he thought he was.
"Hi." Clary said with a flirty smile. The boy smiled back. "Now, what is a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?" The boy asked moving closer to her. "Looking for company." Clary answered with a smirk and saw that the boy's eyes widened, shocked that she'd say something so blunt. He smiled even bigger.
"Well, sweetheart, have you found any yet?" He asked. "I think I just did." She said moving closer to him and lightly tracing her finger up and down his arm. She then leaned in closer to him. "It's loud in here, do you want to go somewhere a little quieter?" She whispered into his ear. The boy had a huge goofy smile plastered on his face and nodded his head. Clary giggled and grabbed his arm leading him to the janitor's closet.
It was almost too easy, if there was one thing she could count on, it was stupid boys and their hormones. She opened the door, pushed the boy in, and locked the door behind her. Before the boy could do whatever he planned to do in this closet, she effectively pushed him against the wall. "A girl who likes to be in charge. I like that a lot." The boy said pinned against the wall. "If you like that then you are really going to like this." Clary said seductively as Izzy came out of her hiding spot, pointing her fully loaded gun at the side of the boy's head. Clary took a couple steps back as Izzy cocked the gun, the click echoing throughout the closet. "What the fuck?" The boy shouted, completely shocked and thoroughly pissed.
"Well, sweetheart, me and my friend here need a little bit of information from you." Clary said with an almost evil smile. "Fuck you and your friend." The boy said angrily. Izzy pushed the gun against the boy's temple. "I wouldn't be so hostile if I were you, my friend is feeling a little trigger happy today." The boy turned slightly to look at Isabelle who gave him a sickeningly sweet smile. He looked nervously back at Clary.
"Now, tell me what I want to know or the poor janitor will be having to clean your brains off of the walls." She said her face blank from any emotion. The boy just stared at her defiantly. She took a deep breath, shrugged her shoulders, and threw a hard punch, breaking the boy's nose. He shouted out in pain and threw his hands in front of his face. "Okay, okay, I'll tell you everything you want to know."
Clary walked through the doors into the tall business building, it looked to be like any other business building on this street but it was actually Clave headquarters. She walked through the lobby, passing the bitchy receptionist, Aline, who gave her a dirty look. She just gave her a smirk in return and continued on to the elevator. The elevator stopped at multiple floors until the majority of the people were gone. In this building, the higher the floor meant the more important you were.
Clary walked into her office, threw her purse onto her desk, and then walked back out to track down some coffee, something she desperately needed. She walked into the break room and stopped, seeing an unfamiliar blonde girl sitting at the table and looking around curiously. "Who are you?" Clary asked a little harshly. The girl looked up, wide eyed. "I'm Stacey, I'm a new researcher here." She said nervously. "Researcher? But that's on the fifth floor, what are you doing here?" Clary asked confused. "Relax, Red. She's with me." Said an all too familiar voice behind her. Clary turned to look at him with a scowl. "I have a name, jack ass." She said glaring at the most arrogant and annoying person she's ever met, Jace Herondale. He walked into the break room as if he owned the place, it made Clary sick. "I know you do, Fray. But I like pissing you off so much that I refuse to call you by it." He said with a cocky smile, his gold eyes mischievous. Before she could retort, Stacey gasped. Both Jace and Clary looked at her.
"Fray? As in THE Clary Fray? Oh my god you are like a legend." She said walking closer to Clary. "Uh, thanks." Clary said awkwardly taking a step away from the girl. "I've heard so much about you. How did I not know it was you? I mean the red hair, the green eyes, not everyone has those. And people always talk about how pretty you are but, oh my god, you are absolutely stunning. I'm so star struck right now." Stacey started babbling. Clary just looked at her confused as Jace started laughing at her. "Okay, Stacey, back up a little. You don't want to scare Fray off, do you?" Jace said pushing his hand through his blonde hair and grabbing Stacey by her shoulders pulling her back a little. Clary cleared her throat and stood up straight. "She's not scaring me at all Herondale. If anything, I'm flattered that you know so much about me. And how exactly, do you know so much about me?" Clary asked completely confused. "Anyone who is anyone knows you. You're famous in the agent world. Most of the people downstairs hope to get chance to work with you one day." Stacey replied enthusiastically. "Oh, well thank you again for the flattery but I really got to go. It was nice meeting you." Clary said turning and leaving, all thoughts about coffee forgotten.
She walked to her office as fast as she could in heels, which was pretty fast. She opened her office door and saw her best friend, Simon, sitting on her desk sipping from his Starbucks coffee cup. He looked up at her and smiled. "Don't worry, I got you one too." He said lifting another coffee off of her desk. She smiled. "You're my favorite." She said as she walked up to him, grabbing her coffee, and sitting at her desk. He got off her desk and sat in the chair in front of it.
"So, how'd it go last night?" He asked, indicating her mission. "Really easy, actually. I just have to finish typing my report and then drop it on Hodge's desk." She said taking a sip of her coffee. "How about you?" She asked looking up at him. "What?" He asked. "Last night? How'd it go?" She asked expectantly. "I don't know what you're talking about." Simon said looking away from her, not making eye contact. She sighed. "So I'm guessing it didn't go well." She replied. "Nope. Maia is still super pissed at me for forgetting our month and a half-aversary and she said if I can't remember something as 'important' as that then I obviously don't care about her." Simon said with an eye roll. Clary laughed. "She's crazy." "You're telling me." Simon said taking another sip of coffee.
"Well I got to go do my job and avoid my crazy girlfriend of a month, 20 days, and," He looked down at his watch, "16 hours." Clary laughed at him. "Good luck." She said as he walked towards the door. "Pray for me." He said walking out of her office.
Clary went up to the ninth floor and walked to the office door that said "Division Director" and knocked on it. "Come in." Hodge shouted from the other side of the door. "Hey, Hodge." She said walking into his office. "Clary, I was just about to call you." He said looking up at her. "I came to drop off my report from last night." She said handing it to him. "Thank you and meeting in room 2c in 15." He said grabbing the file from her and going back to work. "Ay yay captain." She said mock saluting him and leaving his office. She got in the elevator and went down to the second floor, where a majority of the meeting rooms were.
When the elevator stopped she walked to room 2c where there was a long table with multiple chairs around it and a large screen against the far wall, just like all of the other meeting rooms. The one thing that was different in this meeting room and the one thing she wasn't expecting to see was sitting in one of the seats looking up at her, Jace Herondale. "Are you stalking me now, Fray?" He asked with a cocky smirk. She walked confidently and sat across the table from him. "Actually, it seems that your ego is getting too big to fit through the door ways so I just followed the destruction until I found you. Not that hard." She replied. "So you are following me? Good to know." He said while running his hand through his hair.
Clary couldn't lie, she thought Jace was extremely attractive with his tawny eyes and his blonde hair. And she can't forget that body, she's trained with him countless times, she knows exactly what he's got going on under that shirt, but Jace knew exactly how hot he was and Clary refused to give him the satisfaction. "So bringing a researcher up to the elite agent floor? Someone is begging to be put on probation." Clary said as she mindlessly played with one of her red curls. Jace laughed. "Well, she's new here so I thought I'd show her around." He said with a mischievous smirk. "Yeah I'm pretty sure I know exactly what you showed her." She said with an eye roll. Jace leaned on the table, getting closer to her. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were jealous, Fray." He said with a cocky smile. Clary leaned over the table, meeting him half way. "Well, thank god you do know better… Jacey." She said with a smirk, using one of the disgusting nicknames a lesser agent, Kaelie, uses for him. His face hardened as he sat back in his seat. "Don't call me that." He said seriously. Clary laughed as she sat back into her seat. All of a sudden, Izzy and her brother (and Jace's partner), Alec walked into the room.
"Aw, did I already miss the flirtatious fighting?" Izzy asked as she went to sit next to Clary. "Yeah, you just missed it sweetheart." Jace said with a wink at Isabelle. Alec punched him in the arm. "Dude that's my sister." He said sitting down next to Jace. "What can I say Alec? Your sister's hot, well not nearly as hot as Red over here." Jace said winking at Clary. "Eat shit and die, Herondale." Clary said with an eye roll. "I kind of feel like I should be offended by his comment." Izzy said sarcastically as Clary laughed. Clary knew Izzy didn't care about what Jace had to say. Her, Alec, and Jace grew up together, they were practically like siblings.
"Alright quiet down, we've got business to handle." Hodge said as he walked into the room and closed the door behind him. He threw files in front of everyone at the table as a picture of a man came up on the screen. "Charles Verlac. CEO of Verlac Incorporated and multi-million dollar smuggler. Oh and how can I possibly forget, huge drug distributor." Hodge said as Clary started to read through the file. "Now in eight months, Charles will be handing his company over to his son, Sebastian." Hodge said as he changed the picture on the screen to a tall boy with black hair. The boy, Sebastian, was cute, his hair was pitch black and his eyes were dark. In the picture, he was laughing and he looked approachable, the exact opposite of his cold looking father. "Now our mission is to infiltrate Sebastian's inner circle and to bring down his father before he hands his company over." Hodge said. "Does Sebastian know about the smuggling and distributing?" Izzy asked. "There's nothing that gives us indication that he does but there is a possibility that he might know." Hodge answered.
"Now I brought you four in today because you are my best agents. And this case is going to be tough but I know you can do it." Hodge said looking at all four young agents. "What do you need us to do?" Jace asked. "Well, Alec and Isabelle would both be behind the scenes, not interacting with the target. They would be back up for you and Clary." Hodge said looking at Clary. "Now Jace, you will be starting as soon as possible, your mission is to befriend Sebastian and by befriend I mean as close of a friend he has. And Clary," Hodge said looking over at Clary and continuing, "You'll be sent in about a month after Jace has been sent in. Now your job is…. A little more complicated than Jace's." He said nervously. "What do you mean?" Clary asked. "Clary, your job is to also get as close to Sebastian as possible." He said not quite meeting her eye. "Meaning?" Clary asked. Hodge finally looked at her. "You need to get Sebastian to fall in love with you."