****These characters are not mine. They belong to lovely miss Cassandra Clare. Only this crazy, twisted plot is my demon spawn. Mwahahahahaha. Thanks for reading!******

~Remember…this shit is rated M for a reason~

Important A/N- Please Read: This is the last chapter of Send My Love (To Your New Lover) and the last update for my 3 part Fanfics that will be posted this year. I'm taking a little bit of a winter break because shit is about to get crazy over the next couple of months and I'll have less time to work on my stories. The first part of the sequel will be up in February 2018 so if you're not already following me as a writer, get on that so you'll be alerted when the first chapter is up but I'll also make an announcement here. Part 2 is called Hello.

PS - I co-write/beta a story with MissesHermioneMalfoy called The Heroine Addict's Downfall so if you're looking for a good read while you're waiting for one of my updates, you can find it here: s/12590297/1/The-Heroine-Addict-s-Downfall. We just started another one called Tempting Fate. You can find that here: s/12719151/1/Tempting-Fate. I will continue on those during my break so there will be updates coming out there before February. Also, I plan to work on a few one shots during my break but they are so much harder than stories for me so I don't want to make any promises but you may see one or two pop up.

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Enjoy and don't forget to review. Love y'all and thanks for hanging with me

Story Song:

*Adele - Send My Love (To Your New Lover)*

Chapter Songs:

*Kesha - Praying*

*Paramore - Grudges*

*Little Mix - Shout Out To My Ex*

6 Months Later

Clary was in the back of a town car, making the final edits on an article she was having published, on her way from the airport to the house of Robert and Maryse Lightwood. It had been about 5 years since she'd been back despite her nearly biweekly Skype sessions with Maryse, her emails to Robert and the many trips Max and Izzy made to New York to see her, Alec and Magnus. Alec and Magnus along with little Gracie had already arrived the day before since they'd planned to stay for a long weekend. Clary was invited to be a guest speaker at a medical conference and when she told Alec and Magnus she needed to travel back to California, they quickly conspired with Maryse to get her to stay the night there rather than at a hotel.

Clary's mother and father had been killed by a drunk driver in a car accident when she was still in medical school and that was the last time she'd set foot in the state. Clary had been devastated and Maryse was the one there to help her with all the funeral arrangements. They had both been only children and her grandparents had all passed away by the time she was 13 so she had no family left that she needed to divide her time between. The Lightwoods along with Magnus and KK were all she had and she cherished them more than they'd ever realize.

She was nervous and she didn't know why. She knew that she was loved and accepted by the Lightwoods and Izzy had assured her that Jace wouldn't be joining them but she still couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had slipped over her since she got off the plane.

It wasn't that she was worried that some big showdown would occur if they happened to end up in the same room together. Clary was more concerned about the awkwardness that would exist between them after all this time. She sincerely hoped that Jace had found happiness despite what he did to her. It still hurt when she really dwelled on the particulars because they'd been friends first but she had forgiven him a long time ago even if she could never forget. Regardless, she'd put it behind her and moved on, focusing on what was really important in her life.

When Clary pulled up to the rather large dwelling and climbed out of the back of the car with her bags, she blew out a deep breath. Everything about it looked the same, except maybe a fresh coat of paint and two beds of rose bushes that Maryse told her she was planning on planting in the front yard. She tried to shake off her nerves as she tipped her driver and dragged her bags toward the porch. She hadn't planned on staying the night but there was no denying the power of the entire Lightwood clan, even the missing one, when they wanted something bad enough.

Before she even reached the door, Izzy was running out of it, throwing her arms around Clary's neck, followed closely by a smiling Max. He had followed in Jace's footsteps and attended UCLA but was home to see his family for the weekend as was his usual routine. Before she knew it, she was sandwiched between them and was being squeezed tight enough to slightly cut off her air supply.

"Guys, can't…breathe…here," she managed to get out.

"We missed you. It's been almost 8 months since we were out there to visit," Izzy whined.

"I know. I miss you guys too. I'll try to get away from work more often so I can come out here to see you. I forgot how beautiful it is compared to New York." Clary said.

"Come on, Let's go inside," Max said, grabbing her bags from her and practically dragging her into the house. "Hey, look who we found," he yelled as soon as they entered the foyer. He ran upstairs and put her bag in the guest room that she'd occupied on multiple occasions.

Clary and Izzy continued on into the living room and saw everyone sitting around enjoying coffee and tea.

"CeeCee. I miss you," she heard as a little ball of energy hurled herself into Clary's legs. She reached down and picked up Gracie, cuddling her in her arms. "I missed you too, baby girl. Are you having fun with Gigi and Papa?" The little girl nodded, excitedly and buried her face in Clary's neck. Her and Gracie had a very special relationship since she was the only regular mother figure in her life. They did all the girly things together, letting Alec and Magnus off the hook and in a lot of cases, allowing them to have some alone time that they wouldn't otherwise get. They were both very grateful to have Clary in their lives.

Clary set Gracie down and she ran back over to her fathers. She was quickly joined by Izzy who poured herself a cup of coffee and joined them on the couch.

"Clarissa," Maryse said as she got up to envelop her in a hug and Robert was right behind her. "How was your trip, dear?"

"It was fine. I can never complain about first class and the conference is paying for my travel and expenses while I'm here. I told them I had plans to stay with family while I was here so they didn't need to worry about that. Robert and Maryse both smiled, widely and Robert said, "you know you're always more than welcome here. We really do wish you'd visit more but we will be coming to New York for Christmas this year so we'll be coming to see you this time."

Clary pulled them both into a tight hug, excited that they would finally be coming to her city. They had only been once since they'd all moved there, not liking the crowds in the large city. Everyone usually either came back to California or had their own plans for Christmas and Clary usually spent it with Magnus, Alec and Gracie at home or KK and Mel in Chicago.

"I'm so excited you guys are coming. I can show you the house I just bought and Maryse, I could use your help in decorating. You know, the right curtains are hard…" Clary and Maryse walked off together discussing the decorum of her new place. Clary didn't have much time to worry about things like that and up until she had Max, Maryse had been a very successful Interior Designer, one of the most sought after in the state of California. She just started getting back in the game a couple years ago and had immediately had her faithful clients return to request her services. Clary knew her house would be no problem for Maryse to tackle.

Clary greeted Alec and Magnus before grabbing a cup of tea herself and sitting down to enjoy the pleasant conversation with the family she had missed so much. She really would have to make an effort to come back to her home state more often. She missed the family dynamic and while Alec and Magnus always made her feel welcome, it wasn't the same as feeling the love that only parents could bring, even if they weren't biological.

After an afternoon of catching up on everything happening in each other's lives, the Lightwood's housekeeper, Elizabeth, announced that dinner was being served. They all made their way into the dining room and had a seat around the table, Clary being seated between Maryse and Max, as per usual. She removed her black blazer and draped it over the back of the chair before sitting down herself.

"So Clary, tell us about this most recent grant program you've started. I read about it in the New York Times and I'm curious about the particulars," Robert asked. "It was for working mothers to be able to go back to school, correct?"

"Yes. It's been up and running for a little over 6 months. We've helped over 3,500 women get back into school while paying for their daycare service as they attend classes. We are starting to get some single father's interested in the program as well which is great. It's mostly privately but also state funded. I'm a financial backer and I've donated most of the money from my most recent book sale to the program. We also have some support from quite a few big businesses back home."

"Well, we'd love to make a donation if you'll accept it. It sounds like an amazing idea and if Maryse wouldn't have gotten the opportunity to continue school while I was in the army and she was taking care of Alec, we definitely wouldn't be where we are today. We'd love to give some of that good fortune back."

Clary smiled at Robert. She was touched by his willingness to help the cause that was so close to her heart. "Of course, Robert. Although, the thing is that we were planning on extending the program out here. We have women who take advantage of our services everywhere but we need an office out here to run things since the number of women and men who are participating keeps growing, substantially on this coast. I just have to find someone to head the office. Zac, my financial planner in all this, tells me it's necessary to manage the workload. I already have someone running the office in New York since I don't exactly have a lot of free time so it makes sense to do the same thing out here, especially because I can't be in two places to overlook everything.

Clary looked at Maryse, hoping that she would volunteer for the position. She knew her Interior Design business was just getting off the ground again but Maryse was the kind of person who hated to sit still and she had many connections to pull in additional donors. Maryse couldn't miss the not so subtle looks she was getting from Clary.

"You know I was in the moment you opened your mouth, dear. No need for those calculated glances, hoping that I'll catch on," she laughed. Clary grabbed Maryse' hand and gently squeezed it, silently thanking her for doing this. "Zac will be in touch with the particulars but I suppose the first thing to do is go shopping for a space. We need a place that has enough space for childcare and room for a computer lab and a place for the mother's to study. It also needs to have a cafeteria and a library. If we need to build anything, obviously that's not a problem. I'm sure you'll find the right space."

Just then, they heard the front door open and shut. The whole family looked up as they weren't expecting any other guests that evening, especially ones that just walked into their home. It could only be one person.

"Mom, Dad. Where are you?"

"We're in here son. Just sitting down to dinner," Robert replied.

Jace walked around the corner, looking more devastatingly handsome than the last time she'd seen him. She thought she would be absolutely okay until she saw the beautiful woman's hand that was attached to his. It brought up all kinds of feelings that she thought she'd buried. She obviously wasn't hiding it very well because Maryse and Izzy both shot her sympathetic looks.

She composed herself quickly and the moment Jace's eyes landed on her, he seemed to suddenly lose the capability to speak. She re-evaluated her feelings on the situation and while it didn't feel great to see Jace with someone else, it had been 8.5 years since they'd been together and she'd let him go. Besides, it's not like she had been pining for him the whole time but the incident a couple of months into her first year of medical school left a scar on her soul that she never got a chance to share with him and somehow, that made her feel incredibly guilty even though he was the one who ruined what they had. He was still staring at her with his mouth agape so she decided to make the first move and put him out of his misery.

Clary got up from the table and walked around to stand in front of him. "Hi, Jace," she said as she wrapped her arms around him and putting her head on his chest, where she could feel his heart practically beating out of it. It took him a moment but he buried his nose in her hair, inhaling her scent and returned the hug, tightly. "Clary," he whispered into her ear." She needed to break the hug because things were starting to get awkward and she could hear the woman's huff from behind Jace.

She turned to Aline and held her hand out to shake hers. "Hi, I'm Clary. I'm…an old family friend," she said, not wanting to get Jace in trouble just in case he didn't want her to know about their history. "Hello, Clary. Nice to meet you. I'm Aline, Jace's girlfriend," she said with a fake smile. Deep inside, the thought of Jace being in a committed relationship when he couldn't give that to her stung a little but she knew that was just the rejection that came along with it. She hoped that Jace treated her right and that if Aline was really the one, he wouldn't push her away like her did to her.

Aline seemed to be sizing her up, trying to figure out if she was competition and she wanted to reassure her but didn't feel like it was her place to speak to Jace's feelings for his girlfriend since she knew absolutely nothing about their relationship. She couldn't help but notice how different her and Aline were though. Aline had pin straight black hair and her body was that of a model with very little curves. Clary was shorter at only 5'3" but even with her lack of height, she had curves for days. Clary's breasts were easily a D cup and she had a creamy complexion rather than the other woman's olive colored skin. Aline was tall and seemed to adorn herself in what appeared to be expensive jewelry and designer labels. Clary was still more of a t-shirt, jeans and chucks kind of girl but since she had to be professional for work and had to be at the conference shortly after dinner, she had come dressed in the outfit she would wear there.

What Aline didn't realize was that there could never be anything between her and Jace. Even if she didn't know of their sordid past yet, she was sure the woman would know eventually and Clary could never take someone back who cheated on her, regardless of whether she forgave him or not. And with the way that Jace threw away their relationship, she doubted that's what he wanted anyway. Aline, had nothing to worry about.

"Elizabeth, two more plates for dinner please," Robert hollered so as to be heard in the kitchen. She appeared moments later with place settings on the other side of the table. Jace sat directly across from her and couldn't help stealing glances. She'd been wearing a gray bodycon dress that hugged all the curves that he missed so much. Fuck, she looked amazing.

When she hugged him and he took in her special scent, just like cherry blossoms, he didn't want to let go of her. She was a little older but damn, she was more beautiful than Jace remembered and he could feel that familiar change in the air that always accompanied her presence.

He was hating himself for bringing Aline with him. Seeing Clary for the first time in over 8 years was bringing up all kinds of feelings that he had no idea how to sort out and nowhere near enough time to do it in. He scolded himself internally for even having those thoughts. Aline was his girlfriend. She'd been devoted to him for a year and a half and she deserved more consideration than that. He shouldn't be regretting having her there, he should be happy that she accompanied him so that he could stay grounded and not get lost in everything that was Clary.

He'd fantasized about what it would be like to get her in the same room with him after all the years they'd been apart. And he knew he could've gone out to visit Alec and Magnus to easily run into her but he couldn't make himself do it. He didn't doubt she followed her dream of becoming a doctor but she was probably a completely different person now and he knew she had a whole different life. She could be married or in a serious relationship…the thought of that made Jace severely uncomfortable.

He'd purposely avoided all talk of her over the years and his family respected his wishes and refrained from bringing her up in his presence. Hearing about how much his family loved her was just too much. Even though they tolerated Aline, she would never hold the same status within their family. His monthly phone calls with Alec were always devoid of conversation about her but sometimes he would swear he could hear her laughter in the background and he'd have to immediately get off the phone to calm down his racing heart.

Jace's family politely greeted Aline and they all enjoyed the amazing dinner prepared by Elizabeth. They asked what had prompted Jace's impromptu trip home and he cited his being in the area and a phone call from Max as his reasons for stopping by for dinner. Max at least had the sense to look sheepish as he looked at Clary but she knew what his game was. Jace had been shooting brief looks at Clary all throughout their meal and as Clary looked at him inquisitively, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He had to satisfy at least a little of his curiosity.

"So, Clary, what have you been up to? What have you been doing since college?"

"Oh, a little of this and a little of that. I've kept busy over the years," Clary said, smiling. "But I hear great things about you and SMF Inc. You have some amazingly famous clientele and your company just moved up to 16th most valuable in the Fortune 500 if I'm not mistaken. Congratulations! I always knew you'd be big. You've always been incredibly bright, driven and had such a way with people. I'm so proud of you for following your dream, Jace."

Jace couldn't believe that she had actually kept up on what was going on in his life. Considering the way things had ended, he kinda thought she would just stay pissed at him forever and really who could blame her. He realized long ago that his original pipe dream of her waiting for him was ridiculous and had given up on that completely about 3 years after their breakup. He still wasn't ready to stop the lifestyle that he had become accustomed to with Sebastian at that point and he didn't think she'd be waiting by the phone for him to call. He tried to wipe the shocked look off his face and smiled at her, genuinely.

"Thanks, Clary. That means a lot coming from you." Their eyes locked across the table for a moment before Clary broke the hold they seemed to temporarily have over each other.

"Anyway, thanks so much for dinner. I have to get to my conference. It starts in an hour and if I don't leave now, the traffic will make me late." Clary picked up her blazer and put it on before disappearing to put her plate away and grab her bag. "I'll hopefully be back around 9."

After Clary left, everyone helped to clean up and retired to the living room to watch a movie. Aline wanted to leave but Jace persuaded her to stay, citing the fact that he didn't get enough time to spend with his family and on the surface, that may have been the truth but Jace also wanted to talk to Clary some more. It was so strange to have her within his grasp after all this time and all he wanted was to be around her.

He became so anxious, just waiting for 9 o'clock to come around that he kept making frequent trips to the bar for glasses of whiskey. He was on his third when Izzy joined him, seemingly to make her own drink.

"What's going on with you, Jace? You're all antsy and have been acting weird since you got here. Is this about Clary?" Izzy, always the intuitive one.

"Of course it's about Clary," Jace whisper shouted. "Fuck, I missed her, Iz. I know we don't know each other anymore but that same electrical charge was in the air the moment I laid eyes on her. I…shit…she-" Izzy cut him off.

"No, Jace. You don't get to do this. You broke that girl's heart and I won't allow you to do that to the amazing woman she's become. And you're right, you don't know a damn thing about who she is now. She's amazing." She began to tell Jace all about her career as an independent Forensic Investigator, the books she'd written and the various charities and scholarship programs she'd started up. She told him about the volunteer work and how she took care of Gracie for Alec and Magnus. Then Izzy told him about the hard stuff. She told him about how devastated she was when her parents died and how the whole family had spent a week camped on the living room floor with her to let her know that she still had people in her corner. She told him about how she found it hard to trust people because she didn't trust in herself to accurately decipher the intentions of others and none of her relationships had lasted for any amount of time worth mentioning. Just from Izzy's tone, Jace sensed a big 'but' coming at the end. "But Clary has been dating the Chief Medical Examiner for the NYC OCME for the past 6 months. It's the longest relationship she's had since you decided to be an idiot and cheat on the best woman that ever came into your life, current company included," she said, glancing at Aline where she was sitting on the couch, engrossed in the movie.

Jace felt a loss that he knew he had no right to feel. He and Clary had been over for a long time. Aline put up with a lot of shit with him, even though he was resistant to a lot of things and she was probably expecting some kind of proposal by now but he couldn't. He didn't want that or he didn't want that with her. He still wasn't sure which.

After his excessive drinking, and how tired Aline was, they were persuaded by his parents to stay the night. The fact that he would once again, be sleeping under the same roof as Clary set him on edge and no amount of alcohol could've put him to sleep. She had called around 8:45pm to let his family know that she would be out later than originally planned. She had been invited out by some of the other doctor's at the conference. Jace was lying in bed with a sleeping Aline next to him, just staring up at the ceiling and listening for any sounds that could be someone creeping through the house

It was close to midnight when he finally heard the front door open. He figured it was as good a time as any and he didn't know if he'd ever get another chance to speak with her like this again. He got up, threw on some flannel pajama pants and walked into the hallway. There she was, padding down the hallway, shoes in hand, with her hair down and wild and her face flushed. Fuck she was so damn beautiful. Maybe this wasn't the brightest idea he'd ever had but she'd spotted him so it was too late to turn back now.

"Oh, Jace. I'm sorry, I didn't wake you, did I? I was trying to be quiet."

"No, I was already awake." He stared at her, trying to talk himself out of wanting to kiss her but he couldn't help his baser impulses even if he knew they were wrong. He knew there was one thing he did need to give her and it was long overdue. "Listen, Clary, I really want to apologize for how things ended between us. I was an asshole back then. I had no idea what I wanted when it came to relationships and I know I handled it completely wrong. I ho-" She cut him off before he could finish.

"Do you now?" He looked at her questioningly. "Know what you want…when it comes to relationships." Jace knew exactly what he wanted to say but telling the woman you've probably loved since the day you met her that you were still in love with her while she had a boyfriend and you had another woman lying in your bed definitely was not the brightest idea. Especially when your relationship with that woman seemingly ended over cheating, among other things. So Jace endeavored to be as honest as possible without providing that vital piece of information that he desperately wanted to include but didn't.

"Yes."

"I'm glad you figured it out. Sounds like Peter Pan finally grew up," she giggled. God, he loved that sound. "I'm happy for you but I forgave you a long time ago. It never did me any good to be mad at you. We were friends who made a stupid mistake by deciding to get involved with each other." She sighed before continuing. "The point is, you're happy…and I'm happy. I don't know if I would've ended up where I am today if things didn't turn out the way they did between us so there really isn't anything to apologize for. It gave me the push I needed to really work on me. I do appreciate the sentiment though." She leaned up and kissed him, softly on the cheek. "It was nice to see you, Jace. I don't imagine I'll see you again before I leave since I have to be at the airport in 5 hours but I sincerely hope you have a wonderful life. You deserve it." Clary stepped around Jace and continued to her room, while Jace was left standing in the hallway, holding his hand over the place on his face where her lips had just been.

He had no idea what the hell he was thinking the first time when he let her walk out of his life but he knew damn well that there was no way he could let her do it again.