Sorry it took me so long to update! Here's chapter 3! Hope you like it!

"Are you disappointed that the mundane is gone?" asked Helena.

"No," Rainy lied. "I'm glad he's out of our hair, actually."

"Why do you think Mom wanted us to let him go?"

Rainy shrugged. "Who knows," she stood up. "I'm gonna go practice killing stuff. See you later."

The truth was, Rainy was a little upset about letting the mundane go. He was kinda cute, and funny. A part of Rainy wished he'd stayed, but she had to respect his decision, and her Aunt Clary's, and that was that.

The next day, Doug woke up and thought about what he'd seen yesterday. Was it possible that it was a dream?

He showered, got dressed, and headed to the train station.

He stood and hung on to the pole as the train rocked back and forth slowly. He looked around the train for any unusual faces, but he found none. What happened yesterday had to be a dream.

He got to school, and hung up his bag in his locker.

"Doug!" Doug's best friend Wren came up to him. "Where were you yesterday? We were supposed to meet at Java Jones."

Doug's eyes widened. "I completely forgot. Sorry."

Wren shrugged. "Not a big deal. I met a girl there," the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Oh yeah?" Doug was only half-interested.

Wren nodded. "She's the heartbreaking type, but I couldn't help myself."

Doug snorted. "Now you're just setting yourself up."

Wren shrugged. "She's incredible. We're meeting at Java Jones again today. You should come."

Doug raised an eyebrow. "... You need a wingman, don't you?"

Wren glanced at his shoes, embarrassed. Wren had never been great with girls. He wasn't that charming, and he usually let the girls' looks be everything.

"Sure," said Doug. "Consider it a make up for yesterday."

Wren nodded. "Done deal."

The bell rang.

"I've gotta get to class," said Doug, shutting his locker and holding the books under his arm. "See you at lunch."

Dear Rainy,

I'm really enjoying Alaska. It's so beautiful here, but it's cold too, unfortunately.

I met a guy. He's a werewolf, and he's kinda nerdy, but as you know, that's my type.

How've you been? How's Helena? What's been happening in New York?

I really miss you, and can't wait to see you!

Lots of love,

Christa

Rainy smiled down at the letter from her sister. For some reason, Christa had something against cell phones, so she always communicated via fire mail.

Christa had been in Alaska for a year now, living at the Juneau Institute. She'd wanted to see the world, so she went out there and did it. Rainy envied her bravery.

Dear Christa,

I'm glad you're having fun in Alaska. Not much has happened here, mostly just demon hunting, though something strange happened yesterday.

I killed a demon who was praying on a mundane, and the mundane could see me. Helena and I took him back to the Institute, and Aunt Clary not only knew who he was, but she just let him go.

She'd very confusing, Aunt Clary.

Anyway, that werewolf boy... I'm going to have to hear more about him (wink).

Well, I miss you too, and I hope you'll visit soon.

I love you.

Rainy

Rainy sent the fire mail, and left her room. When she did, she heard the sound of the piano being played. She smiled slightly.

Helena played piano, like her father, but she played piano from semi-modern mundane songs, while Uncle Jace played classic songs.

Rainy slipped into the library, where Helena had her eyes closed, and she was playing a Tori Amos song.

"I know you're there, Rainy," she said, her eyes still closed as she played.

Rainy's eyes widened. How was she always able to do that? "How'd you guess?"

"I can sense you," she said, a smile playing at her lips.

Helena had sharper senses than most Shadowhunters, Rainy noticed, but didn't know why. She was special, she knew that, but neither of her parents could sense the presence of anything like she could. She could spot a demon on the other side of the nightclub when she couldn't even see it.

"What's up?" said Helena, her song continuing.

Rainy crossed her arms, thinking. "Nothing really. I'm bored."

A smile broke across Helena's face as she chuckled. Her song was coming close to the end, Rainy knew. She knew all the Tori Amos songs by heart from Helena playing them so often. "Something's bothering you." Helena's eyes were still closed. She must've just known from her voice.

Rainy sighed. There was never hiding anything from Helena. "Why'd your mom let the mundane go? I can't figure out why, and it's been bothering me all day."

Helena's song ended, and she opened her eyes and turned to her. "Mom always does things for a good reason- and there is a reason she's doing this. Unfortunately, I've been sworn to secrecy."

Rainy's jaw dropped open. "You know? Come on, you have to tell me."

Helena shook her head. You could see the mischievous spark in her eyes. Helena always got that spark when she was keeping a secret.

"Please? It's been bothering me. Please?"

Helena shook her head. "I will tell you one thing..."

Rainy unconsciously started leaning forward, desperate for anything she could grasp.

"It has to do with Jeremy and Allison's secret mission."

Rainy let out an exasperated sigh. "What is that anyway?"

Helena shrugged. "Mom wouldn't tell me."

Rainy let out an exasperated sigh. "Alright. Well, I should get started on lunch."

Helena nodded, and stood up. "I'll help."

After school, Doug and Wren went to Java Jones to wait for Wren's 'date'.

"I feel like I shouldn't be here," said Doug. "I can always sit at the next table or something," Doug took a sip of his coffee.

"You're fine," Wren waved his comment away. "She-"

"Wren, hi," said a brunette girl walking up.

Doug choked on his coffee when he saw the girl. She was gorgeous- stunning even, but her eyes...

"Talia," said Wren, "It's so nice to see you again," he stood up and kissed her cheek- she was a little taller than him. "This is my friend Doug."

Talia looked at him and smiled.

Doug gaped at her. This girl was gorgeous, but something was off about her. She seemed almost evil-like, and her eyes were completely green with no irises, and her teeth were pointed. "Um," he glanced at Wren. He didn't seem to notice. Was this girl... a demon?

"Hi, Doug," she said. "I'm Talia."

It was very uncomfortable sitting there next to the devilish beauty while she was flirting with Wren. Maybe yesterday hadn't been a dream after all.

He stared at her, and couldn't stop, but she didn't seem to notice. She was wrapped up in Wren.

After about an hour, Wren left to use the bathroom.

Talia turned to him and noticed his starring. She raised an eyebrow. "Are you okay?"

Doug composed himself. "I know what you are," he said in a serious tone, but quietly as to not let anyone else in on it.

Talia blinked. "Excuse me?" she sounded slightly confused, but he could see it in her green eyes that she was slightly afraid.

"Wren, and other mundanes may not be able to see you, but I can," he said firmly, locking his jaw. "And I want you not to pray on my friend."

You could see the fear plainly on her face, but she was still trying to act. "What? What are you-"

"You're a demon," he growled. "I can see your eyes and teeth."

Her eyes went wide. "A demon?"

"Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. I can see it on your face." Doug was surprising himself at how tough he sounded.

The girl blinked. "I'm not playing dumb," she managed. "You can see?"

Doug just looked at her.

"... I'm not a demon," she said. "I'm a faerie..." she looked him up and down. "And you're a mundane."

Doug locked his jaw. Most of her fear had disappeared, and she was looking at him like he was a joke.

"You obviously aren't very familiar with our world," she stood up. "Tell Wren I said bye," she turned around, and left the coffee shop.

Doug stared blankly at the door where she'd just left. Did she say she was a faerie? Was that a thing?

Wren came back to his chair, and looked around. "Where's Tailia?"

Doug looked back at him and blinked. "She... She had to go..."

"Behind you!" Jace called.

Clary spun around and sliced open the demon's chest with her sword. The demon yowled in pain, and Clary stabbed the blade into its chest. It fell to the ground, and coiled into itself.

"Nicely done," said Jace, putting his sword into his belt and approaching Clary. "That was incredibly sexy."

Clary laughed. Jace took her by the waist, and planted a kiss on her lips. "Should we go home now?"

Clary wrapped her arms around his neck. "Definitely," she kissed him now, slowly. She released him, took out her stele, and drew the portal rune on the wall.

Clary took Jace's hand, and pulled him through. They portaled right outside the Institute gates.

There was a mundane standing there, and he jumped and made a sound of surprise when he saw them portal in.

"Doug?" Clary was surprised, but at the same time, she knew he'd come back.

"S... Sorry," he said scratching the back of his head. "I was just... There aren't such thing as faeries, are there?"

Jace raised his eyebrows at him. "There are, actually."

Doug's eyes went wide. "Seriously?"

"And vampires, and werewolves, and warlocks," said Clary.

Doug made a sound of disbelief. "You're joking."

Clary shook her head, then smiled. "I knew you'd come back."

Doug furrowed his brow. "Yeah, how did you know who I was? Did you fingerprint me or something?"

"It's a long story," said Clary. "Either way, are you ready this time? Do you want to be part of our world?"

Doug swallowed, then thought for a long time before answering. "Yes. I think I do."

Alright, what did you think? Do you like the way this story is playing out?

Just to let everyone know, I'm a beta now. I'd like to get someone to beta for if anyone is interested :)

If you want, you can read some of my other stories. There are a couple One-Shots, and a few longer stories :)

~If Valentine were Good

~Heart by Heart

~What if She Was

~Happy New Year

and

~The Angel's Touch, but that's a Doctor Who one :P

My Twitter Username is WisteriaPrince :) I'm also working on the playlist for this... any suggestions?

Thanks!

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