Chapter 2

AN: So I promised myself that if I got four reviews, I would post another chapter. So ta-da!

"Excuse me Miss. Miss? Miss!"

Clary felt someone nudging her with a fingernail. A very sharp fingernail. Clary's eyes shot open as she tried to regain her bearings. She looked around and slowly realised that she was in a plane. Then everything came back to her. Jessica, Aline and her idea to escort Jessica.

She smoothed down her clothes and stealthily checked her face for any signs of drool. Oh God! She had been sleeping without a care in the world and she had been drooling while a pretty airhostess had been staring at her. She wiped away the drool and looked up at the airhostess expectantly.

"Peanuts?" the airhostess asked in a bored voice.

"Yeah sure." Clary said smiling at the airhostess.

The airhostess rolled her eyes and handed over a pack. "For her too?" she asked nodding towards Jessica.

"Yeah." Clary answered taking another pack from the airhostess.

"Also, wake her up, we shall be landing in about half an hour." With a flick of her hair, the airhostess walked away, the tray rolling after her.

"Jessica? Jess? Wake up. We'll be landing in some time." Clary tentatively reached out and shook Jessica slightly.

Jessica opened her eyes, and then she screamed. Clary hastily covered Jessica's mouth with her hand so that her scream was muffled.

"What happened?" Clary asked Jessica, her raising her eyebrows a little.

"I had a bad dream. It was also kinda weird." Jessica said.

"What did you see in the dream?" Clary asked.

"Mommy was there. But she was this weird monster thingy. And she had me with her but like she had kinda kidnapped me or something. And then Daddy and you were trying to save me from her." she paused to pop in some peanuts. "But Mommy seemed to want to kill you and then Daddy took out this big umbrella and then he stabbed Mommy and then she vanished. After that I ran to you and I hugged you and then, I called you Mommy!"

Jessica look just so shocked by all that she had dreamed about.

Clary stared at Jessica. The dreams kids these days had! When she was a kid, she dreamed about unicorns. She started comforting Jessica and telling her that her mother was not a monster and that her father was not going to stab anyone with an umbrella.

Clary was relieved when she heard the intercom buzz.

"Passengers buckle up your seat belts, we shall be landing in some time."

Clary and Jessica held each other's hands during the landing.

Clary took hers and Jessica's luggage from the conveyor belt and started towards the gates.

She looked at Jessica and asked, "Jessie, you go find your dad, I'm standing right here with all the luggage. I just need to find out where the hotel taxi is."

Jessica nodded her head, and hopped off to find her father. Clary started studying the people around, looking for anyone who had a placard in their hand. She noticed a man, and stood on her tiptoes to check the name on the placard. It read Mr and Ms Branwell. She huffed, a little annoyed.

Clary took out her phone and the hotel card that she had and dialled the number on it.

"Hello, welcome to Hotel Paradise." A lady with a pleasant voice said.

"Hi. Hello. I wanted to check why there is no taxi to receive me at the airport. The hotel told me that they would arrange for it. The reservations have been done under the name Clarissa Fray."

"Hmm... okay let me check. I'll be putting you on hold for a few minutes."

Cue the music that always started after someone was put on hold. Clary never got why such boring music was selected. Couldn't they select something more fun? Something that didn't make the wait so frustrating.

"Hi." The lady came back on the line. "We do not have any reservations by the name Clarissa Fray."

"What?" Clary shouted. Then she quieted down her voice when she saw a few people shooting her glares.

"I'm sorry, but how can this be possible? I made the reservations myself."

"Miss… Fray is it? See the reservation process at Hotel Paradise is a little different then most hotels. After the reservation is done, did you get a confirmation call? Or text? Or even an e-mail?" the lady asked.

Clary thought about it. "Um, no. Not that I remember of. But the agent I made the reservation through, told me that everything was set." She added.

"Well, this is unfortunate, but there are no reservations under your name Miss Fray."

"Then could I make one? I need a place to stay. Could you work it out for me?" Clary asked, putting a professional air to her voice.

"I regret in saying this, but because it is the holiday season, there no places left at our hotel. This year there has been such a rush… Almost all hotels have been sold out."

Cussing under her breath, Clary said "Okay then. Thanks for your help." She ended the call and took in a deep breath.

She never should have trusted Simon to lend his agent. But she had been in dire need of a holiday and Simon's sister, Rebecca had gone on a honeymoon through the same agent. She had told Simon that the agent was fantastic and he had planned the holiday very beautifully.

Cursing Simon to the depths of Tartarus, she tried calling Sebastian. Her call went straight to voicemail. He must have been busy in a meeting or something, she thought.

She called Simon. He picked up.

"Sup Clary?" he asked.

"You're asking me what's up? Here I am. Stuck in Florida with nowhere to go to. I have no place to stay at. All because of you and your dumbass agent. I really shouldn't have listened to you. Gosh what the hell am I going to do now?"

"First thing, calm down and take a deep breath."

"Calm down? What is wrong with you Si? You need to help me out ASAFP." Clary demanded.

"Si! Babe! We need to get going! Your gig starts in five minutes!" a voice said in the background.

Clary scowled as she said, "It's Maureen isn't it? Well go on then. We wouldn't want you to be late for another boring, useless gig of the Assertive Picnic, would we?"

"Tufty Marshmallows." Simon said.

"What?!" Clary said.

"It's Tufty Marshmallows now. Maureen really liked the name and Eric was okay with it, so…" Simon answered.

"Go! Bye for now. But call me back the moment this gig finishes."

Simon promised that he would and kept the phone.

Clary let out an exasperated sigh as she thought about what she would do next.

Just then, she felt a someone tapping her shoulder.

"Clary?" exclaimed a husky, faintly recognisable voice.

Clary turned around.

"Surprise!"

AN: Yay! Done with another chappie. Tell me if you liked it or not . And can anyone guess who Clary just met? (It's pretty obvious tho :D)