Author's Note/ Disclaimer:

I don't own The Mortal Instruments books :) Yea, I think that just about covers it.

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-Prologue -

I can't breathe.

The fucking bomb that small red headed woman in front of me dropped has me hyperventilating like a maniac.

I can't catch a breath and I'm pretty sure I'm going to die here on my... my ugly puke green rug. Fuck, now I have to clean that up on top of all this crap.

Forgetting about the newest edition to my problems, I stumbled away from the offending area in search for the bathroom.

Kneeling on the floor, I lifted the toilet lid and stared at it, waiting for the heaving to start up again.

"You don't look so hot."

I turned around and glared. "Thank you sweetheart, I know I'm just about the most attractive guy right now. I appreciate you reminding me of this."

"That's not what I meant. Jace, if you could just-"

I moaned and shook my head, cutting her off. "Nope, not going to happen right now. You caught me at a bad time Fray."

"Like any other time is great for you?"

"Fuck no.." I groaned, grabbing onto the toilet bowl in front of me while breathing in and out roughly through my nose.

Here it comes..

"You don't have to-Oh my god... again?" She squeaked.

I glared in her direction once again, watching her cover her nose with one hand. "Yes princess, you'll be enjoying that lovely stench of your own for a while now, won't you." I smirked.

"I'm just trying to talk to you."

"At a horrible time, might I add. I have the fucking flu Clary!" She flinched at my outburst.

"Excuse me. I hadn't realized that until you vomited all over the floor, you could have told me that before you asked me what I wanted at your doorstep!" She stormed off, slamming the front door as she left.

As if today wasn't bad enough, she just had to tell me something that would make me feel even worse.

If she is pregnant, no... I know it isn't mine. There's no way in hell she will ever be the mother of my children, or whatever.

"Jace!" I flushed the toilet and struggled to stand up. Damn. "I thought I told you to stay in bed. What's this crap on the floor, huh?"

"What do you think it is Alec?"

"You're going to clean this up, I don't care if you're not feeling well either." He pointed at the floor with disgust but I just walked on by to my room, waving him off.

"I'll do it later, I just really need to lie down."

I locked the door behind me, hearing Alec bang on the other side for about a minute until giving up and walking away.

It was then that I could finally fall face first into my pillows and go back to a fitful hellish sleep.

Fucking Clary Fray.

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Author's Note:

Just a slice of that perfection Jace give us, eh?

More to come of course :) The introduction of Clary before anything happens with them, and then one of Jace... THEN we can get the ball rolling with this story! Jeez, these two haters are going to have to deal with this situation like two adults.