Chapter 2

And Forever's not so long.

Clary awoke to Jace's body shifting beside her own. She wrapped her arms around his naked chest closing the gap between herself and Jace. He grabbed her hands with his, holding the two in place for awhile.

"Clary, Clary, Clary," he mumbled stroking her hands gently.

"Actually, my names Isabelle." Her figure lean against the now open bedroom door. Clary blushed violently and covered herself with blanket.

"It's okay children, nothing I haven't seen before. But uhm Jace, mom's home so I suggest getting your naked girlfriend out of your bed before hell ensues."

And that was all Jace needed to hear before launching off the bed and into his clothes on the floor within seconds. Izzy just laughed closing the door as she left. He picked Clary's clothes up and handed them to her, she tore them on quickly.

"It still smells like hot sex in here." Jace wiggled his eyebrow smiling.

"I better get out of here. Alec has me on a strict study schedule." Clary smiled. "I'm off to the library I guess. But I'll see you later?" Jace nodded kissing her gently on the lips. And with that she was off for a literary filled day.

"Well look who we have here." Clary looked up from the heavy book to find Isabelle in full shadowhunting gear and taking a seat in the desk across the large library.

"Oh hey Izzy, didn't realize what time it was. What's up with the outfit? Are we still going out tonight?"

"Well, I'm really sorry Clary but there were these Harbane demons at the boardwalk on West street. It's been so long since I've been out and about." The regretful look on her face was replaced by a cunning smile. "Plus, your little sex buddy told me you didn't want me to baby-sit you anymore."

"Oh shut up!" Clary snapped at the girls taunt, Isabelle just laughed continuing to egg her on.

"OHHH CLARYYYY, BY THE ANGEL CLARY!" She moaned and laughed, her voice echoing through the hollow room.

"Your not being funny Izzy. Cut it out before I throw this book at your head!" She yelled furiously meeting Isabelle's irritating voice.

The library door creaked open with a bang and in flung a mess of inky hair much like Isabelle's.

"What in in god's name is going on in here!" Shouted Maryse. The two girls fell silent. Clary thought of how awkward the moment was and snickered sending laughter through Isabelle as well.

"Oh, it's only you two." A blow of relief washed over the woman when she realized the girls were alone. "What are you two-I don't even want to know," her hand flew up as to finish the conversation. "Just keep the noise level down, please." She eyed her daughter. "It's good to see your all settled in Clary." Maryse smiled at the girl before leaving.

"So you'll be okay to hang around here for awhile then? We should be back soon." Izzy lingered in the doorway.

"I'm fine Izzy, I can entertain myself." Clary went back to her reading.

The further Clary dived into the book the more boring and repetitive it became. Her head was now pounding heavily, and for that reason she left the book in the library in search of something to do.

She was a little upset Jace had gone without so much as a goodbye but didn't think much of it.

Maybe, she thought she could give Simon a call. It had been quite awhile since she'd spoke with him. She came to the institute knowing it would be difficult to keep in contact with her best friend, seeing as he could no longer enter the church.

She'd pulled out her cell phone when a loud knock sounded down the hallway. Pulled out of her thoughts she now paced down the corridor to answer the door. Clary thought by chance that it was Simon but surely he would have called before coming over.

She swung the door inward to find a deserted New York street. Now a little confused she took a step outside, looking for the person. Her heart picked up speed when she looked to her feet.

Her vision became limited and her breath shallow.

Who did this? She stared petrified at the little brown box on the step.

Okay Clary, She thought to herself, get it together. There's nothing to be afraid of.

She looked around one last time before running inside and slamming the door behind her.

Tears were threatening their way out Clary's eyes as she ran to find Maryse.

In the kitchen the woman looked up from the book she was reading, wondering what Clary was so tied up about.

"Maryse, someone left- I mean he was dead and-his hand and-" She let out a deep breath trying to relax herself.

"Jonathan was here."

Sorry that was short. I also messed the chapter up a tad and had to re-upload it.