Okay, quick note, Nadia may be the name of the waitress but this is a different Nadia. You'll just have to read to find out exactly who she is and what relationship she really has with Jace and no this is NOT a Jace/OC story, *SPOILER ALERT!!!!* I LOVE that Clary and Jace end up together, just a cute pairing that do not deserve ever EVER to be broken apart even in a fanfic!!! ^-^ Well Enjoy the story~
Oh and I do not own the Mortal Instruments or the characters apart from Nadia obviously~
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Friends? Siblings? Enemies?
Nadia sat on the kitchen counter top watching Isabelle hurry around trying to figure out what is for dinner. Jace was in his room still overcoming the shock of her surprise visit. Alec was sitting next to her smiling as they reminisced about when they were little. To her surprise, Alec had not changed much in her eyes, she still saw that little shy boy she loved as a brother. Her sunglasses were stored away in her jacket pocket; Alec stared into those red orbs that were hiding something. He could not tell what it was but he knew something was up.
"Remember the time when Jace threw Isabelle's doll down into a sewer and you fished it out," Alec laughed.
"Ugh, remember? I had a huge rash from sticking my hand in that gross water," she crinkled her nose up in distaste. "At least I got to throw the waste covered doll at Jace before Maryse caught us."
"Yea, mom was not too happy about that," Alec sighed remembering having to scrub down the whole hallway with toothbrushes.
"Neither was I!" Isabelle yelled from the fridge. She slammed the door shut and crossed her arms. "It was my doll Jace ruined."
"And your daddy bought you a new one," that well-known irritated voice jumped in. Alec and Nadia turned and saw Jace come in. He leaned against the doorframe, his head back, one foot up against the frame and his arms crossed, trying to look as cool as possible and achieving it all the same. Nadia sighed as she slid off the counter top. She walked towards Jace, her hips swaying side to side slightly, a smirk on those bright red lips as she came closer. She could see Jace's Adams apple move slightly as she approached. Stopping just a few inches from him, she brought her face in close to his, "Come lover boy, let us go see that mundane." He seemed to let out a sigh of relief as she backed away and walked past him out the door. Alec and Isabelle exchanged looks before scrambling after them but just as they reached the kitchen door, a pale hand stuck out making them stop. Then it wagged its index finger as the owner said, "Nuh uh uh, you to get to stay here as Jace and I get the mundane." Then the hand disappeared.
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Jace watched as Nadia looked into window of a retail store, she was turning her head this way and that way as she changed her appearance. Through gritted teeth Jace whispered, "Do you have to do that here? Couldn't you have changed your looks back at the institute?"
"Oh pipe down, shadowhunter," she mumbled as her bright white hair turned into chocolate brown soft swirls, her skin a light tan. "Now what color should my eyes be?"
Jace mumbled under his breath, "Black because that is the color of your heart."
"I'm sorry, what did you say Jonathan?" her red eyes narrowed down on him.
"I don't care, just hurry up," he scowled. "And do not call me that."
"Why not? It is your name, unless you prefer me to call you asshole, which is exactly what you are."
"You should be grateful I have not left you behind yet," he whispered fiercely.
"Oh yes! What would I ever do without you Jace, if you were not here what kind of inhumanities would have been done to me by now," she said taking on a mocking tone of voice. Turning around her hair suddenly was a fiery red and her eyes were shining emeralds, Jace took a step back startled. He blinked and saw Nadia with brown hair and a dull blue for eyes. She smirked which made Jace feel cautious. For a downworlder, she was the first one who knew how to shut him up. The shock was still wearing off him as she turned away from him and bean walking down the street, no one noticed them because of the glamour. Jace began grumbling in his head as he followed the fast warlock down every street and alley until she stopped at a coffee shop. She smiled at him before entering.
"Look, we just bring her out with us without too many people noticing," Jace whispered as he followed Nadia over into a corner table.
"If you do not remember Jonathan, no one can see us," she rolled her eyes as she plopped herself down onto the seat. After a few minutes of silence Nadia sighed, "Jace, why do you hate me?"
"I-I don't hate you," he was shocked. Nadia sounded hurt, something he did not like. "You're like my little annoying sister, who I love and hate."
"More hate than love?" she looked at him with those eyes, for a moment he saw them switch back to their actual color before going back to the soft blue.
"Unfortunately, more love than hate," he smirked at her.
"Why were you so shocked to see me?"
"You left us so suddenly and never talked to us. Then suddenly, just as you left, you came back," Jace shook his head. "Just a little shocked."
"Ah…" was all she said.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Not at the moment."
Jace nodded his head before turning his head to look at the redhead with the mundane boy. Onstage was another mundane spitting out words that made no sense together.
"Oh, unrequited love," Nadia pointed out. Jace chuckled, which caught the attention of the female mundane.
Clary turned around and saw that boy from before with a girl. A very pretty girl too, Clary watched as the two got up and walked towards the exit. Long brown swirls bounced slightly as the girl skipped alongside the golden boy, she was smiling at him and he to her. Clary excused herself and walked up after them. Thinking she already lost them, there they were standing in front of the door as if expecting her to follow them.
"Hi," said the brunette a bit too enthusiastically. Clary stood there surprised.
"What were you laughing at?" was the first thing she said.
"Unrequited love," Jace smirked.
"What?" she looked confused now. The girl rolled her eyes and hit Jace's stone abs.
"Ignore him, he's an asshole as I am sure your well aware of by now," she seemed to babble on for ages before she finally said her name.
"Excuse me?" Clary said not catching it. "I didn't catch that."
"Nadia Quicksilver, old family friend. Knew Jace when he was-
"Okay enough with the introductions, time to head back to the institution," Jace interrupted. The girl, Nadia, frowned.
"Jonathan, do not interrupt me," her hands on her hips. Clary watched as they fought as if they were little children. Clary could see many black marks on Jace but not any on Nadia. How strange, they seemed to be siblings but looked nothing alike.
"Ileana Nadia Quicksilver Bane!" Jace raised his voice to her. "Do not-
"Call me that!" she cut in right on time. "Ileana, Ileana! I hate that name!" She seemed to be getting upset over nothing, but then again Clary did not hear how quickly the argument escalated since she was distracted by the change in the girls' appearance. Her hair was now as black at as the night sky if not darker, her skin a very dark tan now and her eyes faded into a deep brown if not almost black.
"Nadia," Jace whispered urgently to her. "Not in front of the mundane." She was shaking with rage as she yelled, "You can take your precious mundane to the Institute yourself! I'm leaving!" Just as she turned around, he grabbed her hand and kept her in place.
"You are not leaving."
"Wanna bet?" her hand easily slid through Jace's, without haste she ran off. Jace was about to run after her but stopped, he looked at Clary. She flinched when she see saw the anger in his eyes. Jace saw her flinch and realized he must have scared her, which annoyed him slightly.
"Women," he muttered exasperated. "You guys are so goddamn confusing."
"What did you say to her?" Clary could see he was annoyed; the anger seemed to have faded the second she flinched earlier.
"That is none of your business mundane," Jace spat.
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Nadia kept running until she reached that familiar door that lead into that familiar place she called home for the past 5 years. She knocked on the door and there her uncle stood looking tired, his normally spiked hair was dropping, he was wearing a long red velvet robe.
"Ileana?" he asked questionably. "What are you doing back so soon? I thought you were off to the Institute, you know you're needed there after that vision of yours."
"I know, but may I stay here for a while?" she asked already pushing her way in. He opened the door wider for before shutting it behind her. She plopped herself down on a long red couch, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
"Let me guess, you got in an argument with Jace?" he smirked. "Want some hot chocolate?" He already ah two steaming cups in his hands, he set it down on the table as she sat up. He sat next his niece ready to listen.
"How'd you guess?"
"Uncle Magnus knows all," he smiled at her.
