If I owned the Mortal Instruments I would have uploaded the "R rated" cave scene already. *COUGHS* Still waiting for that. CASSIE.

A big thank you to my amazing beta, Mrs. Jace Wayland-Herondale!

Jace's anxiety levels were to the absolute maximum. Isabelle had whisked Clary away before Jace even woke up. He had a mini heart attack when he found his arms empty and her side of the bed cold. Clary was not a morning person, and she never was up before he was.

Jace sprinted into the kitchen. Clary was missing. On their wedding day. Had she gotten cold feet? Did something bad happen?

"Good morning, sunshine," Simon chirped from where he was sitting. It wasn't weird seeing Simon in the Institute with runes anymore. Now, it was normal since he was normal. As normal as a shadowhunter, anyways.

Alec sat across him, scowling. Clearly he didn't want to be up and about.

"What are you doing here?" Jace asked his parabatai. Alec didn't even live in the Institute anymore; he lived with Magnus in his- their- loft. And even IF he lived at the Institute, Alec was not a morning person and often tried to sleep in as long as he could.

"Izzy," he mumbled, looking back down into his mug of steaming coffee.

"Izzy?"

"Yeah. She said I should be here for the wedding and stuff in the early hours of the morning to get ready. I don't understand why. All I have to do is put on a tux," Alec grumbled, rubbing his face with his hands.

"Where's Magnus, then?" Jace asked, his annoyance with Izzy growing by the minute.

"Went to join them," Alec mumbled. Duh, Jace thought.

"Your fiancée made you coffee, though," Simon said, pointing to a lonely coffee cup sitting on the kitchen island. "It might be cold."

"I don't mind," Jace said, taking a sip. Two splashes of cream, one of sugar. She had made it just the way he liked it.

Jace constantly loosened and tightened his tie, bouncing back and forth from one foot to another in an attempt to shake off some of his nervousness.

"Why are you fidgeting?" Alec mumbled under his breath from his spot next to Jace. Naturally, Jace made him his Best Man.

"I don't know. Nerves, I guess."

"I'm nervous too," Alec tried to reassure him.

"Why? You're not getting married. You already are married," he said sharply, but with a hint of the fondness he always shows for his parabatai.

Jace had quick flash backs of Alec and Magnus's wedding. It was very sparkly- Magnus's doing, of course. He definitely wears the pants in their relationship.

"Exactly, and I got through it. You will too. Look at you and Clary. You two are practically married already anyway, with the way you act. There's honestly no difference, except for that the fact that there's going to be a document in the Consul's office stating that you two are husband and wife."

"Oh, no. Please tell me you are not considering backing out of this. Remember what I said about Clary being able to hurt you with multiple weapons if you ever broke her heart? Well, when she's done with you, I will do the same," Simon said with much faked vehemence.

Simon was Jace's second groomsman. His memory had slowly come back in bits and pieces in the aftermath of the Dark War. By the end of 2008, he had remembered everything. He and Clary became parabatai in 2009, before they turned eighteen, and since then they have been closer than ever. The same could be said for Simon and Jace. Besides Alec and Magnus, Simon had become one Jace's closest friend.

"Of course not," Jace snapped. "I knew I was going to marry her the moment I saw her."

"Good. Clary has worked hard on planning this whole shebang," Simon said with a curt nod.

"Honestly, I thought she'd be the kind of person who would just go to Vegas or something to get it over with," Alec mused.

"I would have been okay with that. At least it would be quick." Jace started bouncing on his feet again.

The door opened with a flourish and Magnus walked in. Magnus was Jace's third and final groomsman. He had cleaned up nicely, and wasn't wearing too much glitter, save for his eye shadow. Clary had made sure Magnus didn't wear too much.

"Not that I don't love your glitter, Magnus. But please – no. Just for the wedding," Clary had said.

Magnus was grinning widely. "You should see her. She looks so beautiful, and elegant, and lovely."

"Lovely?" Simon asked. He looked like he was trying not to laugh.

"Yes, I don't want to be cliché, but she looks like a princess."

"Clary? A princess?" Simon wasn't even hiding his laughter now.

"Laugh all you want, but her appearance doesn't matter for you. It matters for him." Magnus pointed his fingers to Jace.

Jace shrugged. "She'll be beautiful no matter what, so I don't understand what the big deal is."

Simon and Alec both pretended to gag.

"Why are you here anyways?" Jace asked. He had thought that Magnus would stay with the girls.

"They kicked me out," Magnus glumly said.

The door to the small room they were in burst open yet again and an impatient girl who liked just like Jace's fiancée stormed in. "Jacie!"

Jace knelt down. "Yes, Lavender?"

"I'm bored," she announced.

"My, that is a dilemma. What shall we do?" Jace asked.

"Can we play hide and seek?" Lavender asked excitedly.

"I don't know, Lavvy," Jace sadly said. "We will some other time, okay? I promise."

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise." Jace held out his pinky and Lavender looped her pinky with his.

"I have to go see Sissy," Lavender cheerfully said.

"I wish I could see your sissy," Jace mournfully said. "I miss her very much."

"I'll tell her!" Lavender chirped and skipped away.

"I wonder how Lavvy will do as a flower girl," Simon mused.

"It should be interesting," Jace agreed. Jace loved Lavender and showered her with small presents and love. Clary claimed he spoiled her, and it was something he couldn't deny; he did. But she wasn't one to talk; Clary could never resist Lavender's wide blue puppy-dog eyes.

There was another knock and another face peeked in. This time it was Luke. Jace's future father-in-law, Jace realized with a jolt. Well, future stepfather-in-law.

"It's time to go," Luke nodded to Jace. He inhaled quickly, and exhaled. He nodded at Alec, Magnus, and Simon. He joined Luke and headed out the door.

Luke led Clary to the huge door. Their wedding was at a pavilion near the Institute in New York, giving it a bit of a mundane flair. Most shadowhunter weddings are held in Idris, which is beautiful, but boring.

"Lavender, these are for you. You have a very important job. You are going to throw a few of these at a time while walking down the aisle. Not all of it at once. Only three or four at a time, okay?"

Clary smiled at her mom's attempt of explaining to Lavender what to do. She knew that Lavvy would do her job, and even if she didn't, it would be cute. Everything Lavvy did was cute.

"Do you understand?" Jocelyn asked her younger daughter. Lavvy enthusiastically nodded. "Okay. Daddy will tell you when it's time to go." Jocelyn patted her daughter's cheek, and kissed the top of her head. She then stood up and walked over to Clary.

"Today is your day. Enjoy it," she whispered. She hugged her first born daughter and kissed her forehead. Jocelyn gave her husband a kiss and walked outside where the ceremony would take place.

"Wow." Clary turned her head. Standing there were Simon, Alec, and Magnus. Simon and Alec were both gaping at Clary like idiots.

"I know, I look ridiculous," Clary sighed.

Simon laughed, breaking free of his stupor. "Now there's the Clary I know and love!" He said and hugged his parabatai. "Feeling okay?"

"Yeah, sure," She shrugged. "Just nervous."

"Jace was nervous too," Alec piped up.

Clary's heart fluttered at Jace's name, like it always did. "Really? Jace? Nervous?" Her voice rose in anticipation with each word.

"Yeah he kept fidgeting. It was annoying." Magnus rolled his eyes.

"Where's Isabelle?" Simon asked while looking around anxiously.

"Of course you would want to know," Clary teased. "She and Maia are in the bathroom."

"Whoa," Clary heard Simon say. She turned and saw Maia and Izzy leaving the bathroom. Simon, of course, was staring at Isabelle. The two of them had been dating steadily a few years now. Clary honestly wouldn't have been surprised if they were the next to get married in a few years. Now Simon and Isabelle were whispering to each other, their heads bent together like the little lovebirds they are.

"Here we go," Luke whispered to Clary. She gave him a questioning look. He showed her his watch; it was 1 o'clock. It was time for the wedding to start. Jace is probably standing up there, waiting for her.

"Hey! You two! Get over to the entrance!" Clary called to her two best friends. Izzy and Simon looked up in time to see Jocelyn gently push Lavender out the door.

"Oh shit!" Isabelle exclaimed. She ran to Alec, with whom she would enter, arms linked. Magnus would enter with Maia; Simon would enter by himself since Clary didn't have a third bridesmaid. And then, Luke would "give her away" and lead her to Jace.

Isabelle and Alec hooked arms and exited, Isabelle winking at Clary over her shoulder. Magnus waved a small wave and Maia gave a small smile, and then they were gone too.

"Good luck. Try not to trip," Simon teased. Then he left too. Clary couldn't breathe. She was so nervous. Breathing isn't that important, anyways.

"Ready?" Luke asked, extending his arm.

Clary slowly nodded. "Ready."

It was a decent day today. There was a slight breeze in the air, carrying the scent of the flowers that lay around the cobbled pavilion. Jace silently admired the beautiful architecture of the building, and its dazzling decorations.

Lavender trotted out and did her job well, up until she got halfway down the aisle. Then she just gave up and dumped the whole basket onto one spot, toeing them around with her sandaled feet. When she was happy with the giggles and awe's she received from the guests, she ran to Jace and tackled him with a hug.

"Jacie!" She exclaimed. There was another chorus of laughter and snickers among the guests.

"Hi, Lavvy- Sissy and I have something important we have to do right now, so you have to stand over there," Jace pointed to Clary's side of the alter. "But after it's over, I'll give you lots of hugs and if you are good, you can have cake." Lavvy squealed at the word cake. "But you have to be good." Jace placed Lavender down and she hurried over to her spot. Jace turned toward the guests and shrugged with a "what can you do?" kind of smile. Alec and Isabelle entered next.

"How's Clary?" Jace mouthed to Alec once he was closer.

"Nervous," he mouthed back. Jace nodded once and took a deep breath. He wished that this ceremony wouldn't be too long.

Magnus entered with an interesting walk-dance, jolting Maia around until she gave up and dropped his arm, standing a small distance beside him. Simon entered and walked calmly down, his eyes on Isabelle as if he were the one getting married. Jace restrained himself from rolling his eyes.

Clary is next, Jace suddenly realized. He couldn't wait to see her in her dress. Both she and Isabelle hadn't allowed him to join them for dress shopping because "it's bad luck" or some kind of crap like that. Suddenly, he was super anxious and he could feel himself filling with nervousness, and maybe a little adrenaline. He could also feel Alec's concerned stare. Jace shrugged it off and Alec sighed.

It felt like 10 years before the door opened again. Luke stepped out first, and stood in the entryway, arm ready for Clary's hand. Clary trailed behind him a second later and placed her hand on his arm. And all Jace could do was stare.

She was wearing gold, of course. The dress showed off the curves that had grown in the years since he had met her. It was strapless, so it would be easy to access her heart when they draw on the marriage runes. She had a gold veil that trailed behind her dress. Clary had once mentioned that it was mundane custom to have it cover the bride's face as she walked down the aisle to symbolize their purity or something. That wasn't a Shadowhunter custom, however.

Clary stumbled a little, but Luke held her up. Jace realized with amusement that she was wearing red Converse sneakers under her dress, something she probably barely got passed Izzy. They had reached the end of the garden and were at the pavilion, almost to where Jace stood at the altar. Luke stopped and turned. He moved the veil off of Clary's face so that Jace could now see her eyes and other facial features. He also noticed that Clary had flowers in her hair. And her hair was up- probably Isabelle's doing. Isabelle knew that Jace preferred Clary's hair down, and knowing her, she probably put it up just to annoy him. Just your typical sibling rivalry.

Luke kissed Clary's forehead and whispered something in her ear. He patted her shoulder and walked over to his seat and sat down. Jace saw that he had tears in his eyes.

Jace turned toward Clary. She was smiling at him and nodding.

Right. What am I supposed to do now? I know I rehearsed this.

Clary moved her arm slightly and Jace remembered what he had to do. He walked towards her and hooked his arm with hers. They walked to the altar together, where the Consul and Inquisitor stood.

Words were spoken, vows were made, and it all felt like a blur to him. All Jace concentrated on was Clary, the flutter of her eyelashes every time she blinked; Her green eyes, keeping eye contact with Jia Penhallow, and occasionally straying to him with awe, not believing that it was really happening; The stray ginger hairs that had slipped out of her hair pins, everything.

"And now, for the drawing of the runes," announced Robert. Alec and Simon walked out as the two parabatai of the bride and groom, together carrying one cushion with a single intricately detailed stele on it. They held the cushion out to Jace, who took the stele, shaking with anticipation. Clary grabbed his wrist, looking concerned.

"I'm fine," he mouthed to her. Clary nodded and smiled a little. She knew that Jace wouldn't lie to or bullshit her.

"Repeat after me," Robert murmured, and proceeded to slowly state the Song of Solomon as their final vows.

"Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death." Jace repeated, and traced the delicate runes onto Clary's arm. She closed her eyes, letting the sharp pain wash over her. They had been warned a few days prior that these runes would hurt more than most because they were so strong, so powerful. Clary opened her eyes and smiled at him. He then drew on to her heart, tracing the rune of commitment onto it. She hissed through her teeth, but seemed okay after a few moments.

"Now, Clarissa, it's your turn," Robert nodded to Clary. Jace saw a look of annoyance on her face as he called her Clarissa. No one could get away with calling her that except him. And that was only occasionally.

Clary had to unbutton his shirt- which was short sleeved under his suit jacket- to access his chest to draw the rune onto his heart.

"Keep it PG guys," Simon muttered under his breath. Clary glared at him and repeated the Song of Solomon and traced the first rune on his arm.

The pain was very sharp and strong. He didn't flinch because he had been through much worse pain, but the strength of the rune still had surprised him, rocking through his body with enough force to bring happy tears briefly to his lids. He quickly blinked them away.

She then drew the second rune, the one that goes over his heart. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked back into Clary's green ones; they were wide with concern.

There were more words spoken, but Jace wasn't paying attention anymore. He was too busy staring at the rune on Clary's arm and heart. She was his. He was hers.

"And now, with the powers invested in me by the Clave and the Angel Raziel, I now pronounce you husband and wife," Robert finished. He glanced at his adopted son with a smile. "You may kiss your bride."

Everyone cheered, and Clary laughed happily. Jace grabbed her waist and lifted her up, giving her their first kiss of many as her husband.

HEY GUYS I am finally updating this fic I know it's been like a million years but HERE IS THE WEDDING CHAPTER YAY.

I swear I'll update more often. Pinky promise. Like little Lavvy.

Till next time,

-hufflepuffamity