Thank you guys for reviewing ! I hope this story will not disappoint. Someone asked me to point out what everyone is, so, here it goes : Jace- Original Werewolf, Clary- Original Vampire, Magnus- Original Warlock, Isabelle- Vampire, Simon- Werewolf, Alec- Werewolf, Aline- werewolf.

"Oh, look who finally woke up! " Magnus chimed as he was sipping his tea when Jace entered his throne room sleepy and with a frustrated expression on his face. "Don't start, warlock." he mumbled.

"So, have you considered saving all the downworlders by allying with your enemy, or are you going to still hold a grudge for what happened 900 years ago?" Magnus inquired, not wanting to waste any more time with Jace's and Clary's hatred towards each other.

"I will hold a grudge for the next 900 years if I see fit. But yes, I will ally with you and the vampires. I must do everything in my power to save my people."

"Good boy !" Magnus sang while clapping his hands. "Now, fix your hair, cause she's here." he added nonchalantly while nipping on a scone. "Scone?"

Jace gulped nervously, his eyes darting all around the room to check if he had missed anything. "What do you mean she's here ?!" he asked, his voice a little more high pitched than he had anticipated. He cleared his throat.

"Someone's excited." Magnus smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. "She's not here, as in this room. She is in New York. She said she'll pass by. I told her she and Isabelle could stay here as your guests."

"You said WHAT?" Jace roared, panic soaring through him at the thought of having Clary live under the same roof as him. A pact, he could handle. But in order to handle her presence more than ten minutes, he might need another 900 years.

"Stop tourmeting yourself." Magnus said, noticing his agitation and the frown on his face. "She doesn't hate you anymore. Or at least that's what she said last time I spoke to her. You know how vampires get, they change their minds easily." he added, making a dismissive gesture with his hand.

"She doesn't hate me anymore ? She doesn't have any reason to hate me !" Jace replied, clearly frustrated with the whole situation.

"And you have reasons to hate her?" Magnus inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes !" Jace replied with bulging eyes.

"What did she-" Magnus began to ask but was interrupted by Jace suddenly sniffing the air, his red eyes gleaming brightly. No sooner had Clary entered the building than he had caught her scent. It filled the entire building and he knew the others must have smelled her too, because she was a vampire and their scent was very distinct to werewolves. Catching her smell made his mind flood with even more memories of her, even from their human lives- the two of them eating happily, sitting barefooted in a field of poppies, the two of them laughing, dancing, singing, riding horses, doing everything together. But most of all, he remembered being blissfully happy. After 900 years he still felt like a teenager around her.

Clary entered the room with Isabelle behind her. She walked with confidence, her bright red curls bouncing around her shoulders. She walked at a human speed, dreading the moment that was about to come. She wore tight leather pants with high-heeled black boots and a white gossamer top which contrasted with the leather. Her eyes were carefully and precisely highlighted by a thin black line and her long eyelashes made them look seductive and fierce. Ironically, her lips were blood red. She stopped a few meters away from Jace, hesitant to go any further. Seeing him this close stirred inside her feelings that she had locked up a very long time ago. It flustered her just how different, yet the same he looked- his blond curls cut just like he used to, his golden big eyes, encased by a row of thick lashes, his full lips, his strong jawline, his tall, lean body.. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like hours, soundless words being exchanged between them, most of them being- why? why did you do it?

After their brief moment of vulnerability the two of them cleared their throats and averted their eyes, returning to their stern leaders expressions. By then, Alec had already entered the room, followed by Simon, one of his and Jace's closest friends. They all watched with nervous eyes the exchange of looks between Jace and Clary, and sighed in relief when they ceased their staring contest. Alec proceeded to hug his sister tightly and present Simon to her, a friend of whom he had spoken a lot in his letters and brief phone calls.

"Well, isn't this lovely? A reunion between loved ones." Magnus chimed, trying to lighten the mood.

Jace cleared his throat. "Please, have a seat." he said to Clary, looking anywhere but at her. She murmured a thank you and sat gracefully on a chair, crossing her legs, the tight leather pants and her overpowering smell making it hard for Jace to concentrate. He could feel himself start to nervously sweat.

Isabelle, Alec and Simon sat down as well, looking questioningly at their masters and the warlock, waiting for any of them to start discussing the important matters at hand. To say that the tension could be cut with a knife would have been an understatement.

"Since these two five year olds are having trouble finding their tongues, I'm going to have to speak." Magnus began, his eyes quickly darting towards Alec who was watching him with a shy smile adorning his lips. " We know that the witches are out to kill us. We also know that if us, the originals, die, our entire species will die. Which sucks for you guys too." he added, pointing towards Simon, Isabelle and Alec.

"So.. what are we going to do ?" Simon asked, trying to will his voice not to waver in the presence of a certain beautiful brunette vampire who seemed to notice his nervous glancing in her direction and smirked smugly.

"We're going to kill them. All." Clary spoke hatefully, looking at Magnus with conviction.

"All in good time, my favorite bloodthirsty vampire." Magnus smiled. "First, we need to find out all of their plans and how their extinction affects us as their creations."

"That makes sense." Alec added.

"Of course it does, I'm extremely insightful. And good-looking." Magnus bragged.

"And how exactly are we going to do that?" Isabelle asked, playing lovingly with her long-lost brother's hand.

"We're going to have to come up with various plans while staying here in Jace's loving home." Magnus flashed him his winning smile, but Jace remained unfazed by it.

"Of course, enjoy your stay." Jace added bitterly, trying not to roll his eyes.

"This is going to be fun!" Magnus sang, while the others exchanged nervous and cautious glances.


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