I'm SO SO SORRY! I didn't mean to make you wait this long for the fourth chapter! Forgive me! I've just been so busy with school and all this other stuff... But! I promise soon I'll update more! Forgive me!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the awesome Mortal Instruments Series. All the fawsome characters go to Cassandra Clare. You write some awesome stories girl! I wish I could write like that... *sigh* ^0^


Chapter 4

It was 20 minutes after midnight, and the party at the tracker's place was still going strong. But two teens were very uncomfortable. "Jonathan," Clary whispered to her brother, "we do this now or never. It's 20 after and we still haven't done any true work. Valentine will suspect something if we don't get this done! And if we go home, without the data we need and erased the proper data, dear old daddy will put the blame on me." Clary shot her brother a hard look. One filled with fear and truth, and her brother cringed.

"She's right. If we don't do anything Valentine will blame her and keep her in the that isolated room, doing who knows what to her." Jonathan shivered at the thought. It was bad enough already that thier father blamed her for everything, but also isolating her and beating her? That's just outrageous. "Alright." He turned to his sister who was sitting next to him on the sparkly couch. "I'll create a diversion while you sneak up into his room where he keeps all the system networks." Clary nodded. "You do know where it is, right?"

"Of course!" Clary sucked in her stomach, stood up straight with a hand on her chest. A look of determination and pride shining in her eyes. "I may be a two years younger than you, but I am skilled in fighting and hacking." She sat back down next to her brother and whispered, "Now go and create a distrsction, then I'll infiltrate."

"Got it Captain Cossy Pants." Jonathan teased.

"For your information I'm not wearing pants. I am wearing a slinky black mini dress that goes mid-thigh, stilletto-boots, and a black push-up bra with matching panties." Clary stuck her tounge out at her brother.

"Uh, to much information their sis. And I wish you hadn't worn that outfit either. It makes you look slutty..." Jonathan added the last part to himself. "Besides," he stood up, as well as his sister, "I'm wearing pants also. Black jeans, a black tee, and and black sneakers."

"Just go and create a diversion!" Clary whispered/yelled, while pushing her brother towards Magnus.

"Alright! I'm going." And her brother walked off. She snuck over to the stair case out in the hallway...


-With Jace, Alec, and Isabelle-

All three teens were currently standing in one of the corners of the very sparkly room. Actullay, Isabelle was off dancing with some other spy from the Institute in Nevada. Yep, apparently spies from all over come to Magnus' parties. "Ok so now what do we do?" asked Alec. "Do we go ask Magnus to see his information?"

Jace, who was currently leaning up against the wall pushed off of it with his foot, "Well I guess, but he may ask for what reason. I suppose our situation is respectable." Alec nodded. "So why don't you go get Isabelle while I find that sparkly dude? Oh, and I think he has the spicy hots for you." Jaced smirked and winked at Alec, who blushed a dark crimson.

"He does not. He probably has a girlfriend or something..." Alec said. "Besides, he was winking at Isabelle."

"Oh, your wrong my blue eyed friend." A booming voice came up to them. It was Magnus and he had a martini glass filled with a pink liquid. "I like you a lot, and Isabelle and I are just good friends. She has all the latest fashion designs, while I have the latest fashion." He walked up to Alec and put a arm around his shoulder, whispering, "Why don't you and I become very close friends?"

Alec blushed a bright crimson and looked away. He heard Magnus laugh. Jace found the opportunity to cut in smugly, "I for one would just like to stay friends." Magnus turned to look at him with a frown.

"Hey, Magnus!" yelled a strong voice. It was Jonathan. He walked up to stand next to Jace. "I heard Valentine is back. What do you think of that?" He asked, trying to make conversation. He looked behind him to see Clary sneaking up the stairs. She gave him the signal to continue, and he gave a slight nod.

"I think we should find him and send him back to Alicante to have him executed. A eye for a eye and a death for a death." Jace looked at Jonathan with a hard look. "He killed my father and I want him dead for it."

Jonathan stared at Jace for a while, before he stuck out his hand for a handshake, "My name's uh... Johnathan. I'm from the Institute in Boston." He quickly tried to figure out what to say. Jace kept staring at his outstreched hand and gripped it.

Jace smiled at him and shook his hand. "Sweet, my name's Jonathan too, but I go by Jace." He let go of Jonathan's hand and look toward Magnus, "So you invited people from all over?"

Magnus still had his arm around Alec's shoulder before he dropped it to talk to them. "Well now, my parties are just that awesome." He smiled smugly and started talking about how he designs his parties. "Well I always start off with lots and lots of glitter..."

Alec, Jace, and Jonathan put on fake smiles and internally groaned.


-With Clary-

Clary was currently sneaking up the staircase to Magnus' bedroom where he keeps his mainframe systems. "Okay, Clary, stay cool. You can do this!" She whispered/yelled to herself. She made it to the door where the bedroom was. She jiggled the doorknob.

Locked.

Dang... Somehow I knew it would be locked." She thought sourly. She pulled out a pocket knife from her left boot and jammed it in the keyhole. She turned the knife and listened for a click. "Come on... Almost there..."

CLICK

"Yes! I'm in!" Clary slid the knife in her boot and threw open the door to find something very disturbing... It was a spy couple making out on a sparkly rainbow colored bed. They looked up at her and the girl blushed. "Oh by the angel! My eyes!"

"Hey, what the heck do you think you're doing?" Yelled the guy. He was starting to stand up and picked up his shirt which was on the floor. "You just can't barge in here!"

Clary rolled her eyes and watched as the girl got up and walked up behind the guy. "Magnus told me to go up and stop the couple who was canoodling in his bed." She told them. She smirked at them and watched as the girl's eyes went wide.

"Jacob," the girl whispered, "I told you Magnus knows everything! We should have done it in the bathroom, but no..." She rambled on as the couple left the room. They closed the door behind them and Clary was left thinking.

"What the hell did I just see?" Clary thought creepily. She shivered in disgust and walked across the room to a desk where a large computer screen and monitor was sitting. She pulled out the rolling chair and sat down in it; she rolled back towards the desk and started working her majic. She tunred on the monitor which then lit up the computer screen. A small window appeared asking for the password. "Lets see... What was the information Valentine gave me...? Okay, so we know he loves sparkles, has a cat, and travels a lot..." Clary typed in her guessed password and the window blinked with a, "Password Valid". Clary sat back in her chair hands clasped behind her head and smiled as the information started to load on to the computer screen...


~Back with Jonathan and the others~

"Then, when im done with the decorations I choose a style of music. For instance it'll most likely be clubbing music, like the band that's playing now." Magnus waved a hand towards the front of his living room where four guys were playing music: one singing, one playing drums, one playing guitar, and one playing bass guitar. "These guys are from California," Magnus stared to explain. "I've been to San Diego, been to some of thier clubs, and stumbled upon this club for spies. This band was playing and hired them for my party."

Jonathan, Jace, and Alec stared at the band in awe. The band was about their age and were pretty good. "Wow Magnus," Alec started. "Thier pretty go-"

"Magcus" All heads turned to the source of the slurring voice... It was Isabelle hanging onto the neck of some equally drunken teenager, both holding martini glasses with weird colored liquids. Izzy had her drink flying all over the place, a drunk smile on her face and her eyes half lidded. The teen she was holding onto was just standing their like a idiot and tried drinking his drink but kept splashing it all over himself. "So you guyzz, anybody wanna do mez?' Izzy pushed away the drunk teen and hardly cared he flew to the ground, his glass shattering and him becoming unconscious.

Magnus, Alec, Jace, and Jonathan flinched at the state Izzy was in. She was currently menatlly unstable and so was her body... She walked up to Jonathan and started doing a seductive dance around him... "Uh Izzy...? I don't think you should be up right now... It's going to increase the pain in your hangover in the morning..." Jonathan gasped as Isabelle started kissing his neck with butterfly kisses. Magnus, Jace, and Alec stared in shock at the scene in front of them.

"Oh come on big boy... I saw you eyeing me when I walked in, I could feel your eyes burning through my clothes.." Isabelle whispered huskily into his ear. He jumped away from her and she went on next to Magnus. "I know you want me to Maggy." She pulled away from him and started laughing like a mental person. Next thing the men knew she collapsed onto the floor, her laughter dying down into fits of giggles.

"Hey Magnus, is their a place we can put her for tonight or until we leave?" Asked Alec, his sister still giggling in his arms after he picked her up bridal-style. "I think she needs to lay down for awhile."

"Sure Alec, I have a bed upstairs she can use. Plus, I believe you guys came here not for my fawsome party, but for some information regarding Valentine?" Manus asked, and eyebrow raised. Magnus started walking out into the hall with Alec holding a still giggling Isabelle and Jace walking behind him. Magnus turned onto a staircase and walked up to the room where Clary had went up.

Jonathan, still standing in the same spot where Izzy was trying to seduce him, realized they were heading into Clary! "Oh HELL! CLARY! I forgot she's still up their! CRAP, CRAP, CRAP! I'm so stupid! I'm her big brother for Angel's sake!" Jonathan took out his phone-like transceiver and signaled for Clary's.

"Jonathan, is that you? "Clary's confused voice.

"No, it's a duck calling for his shadow... Clary, don't be stupid! Of course it's me!" Jonathan nearly yelled into his transceiver. Sometimes he thought his sister was stupid sometimes...

"Don't you get snippy with me mister! You know how I get with your snippy attitudes... Anyway, what do want at such an important time like this? I'm currently deleting Valentine's file in the system, I need about a few more minutes before the whole thing is deleted." Clary really hated it when her brother got his snippy attituedes... He was such a butthead when he got this way.

"Clary, forget about deleting the file and get out of their! Magnus and few other spies are coming up for information regarding Valentine. If they catch you deleting the file they'll know were on Valentines side! Just get out of their, now!"


~With Clary~

Clary was watching the computer screen making sure nothing happened to delay the deleting process, she needed two more minutes until it was done. "Jonathan! You pig for brains! I thought I told you to keep Magnus occupied! What the hell were you thinking? You know I only have a knife for defense! These people could have guns"

"Listen Clary, I don't care if the file gets deleted or not! I just don't want you gettign hurt!" Hissed Jonathan.

"Listen Big Brother," Clary hissed back at Jonathan with venom in her voice, "either way I'm going to get hurt! If this file doesn't get deleted Valentine's going to do a lot worse things to me then a few spies. I'll be fi-" Clary stopped when she heard the tunring of a doorknob. She turned her head towards the rooms only door with a look of horror written all over her face.

Clary came face to face with Magnus and they connected eyes. Just through the connection Clary could see she was in trouble. "WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING IN HERE!" Magnus asked with a booming voice. His gaze turned to fire and, honestly, Clary saw her father all over again.

Clary jumped out of the chair and grabbed the knife she had in her boot. She held it up in front of her and watched as the blonde boy she saw earlier came to stand next to the tall man Another boy she saw earlier with the pretty girl in his arms came up to stand on the other side of Magnus. Clary could hear footsteps rushing up the stairs and saw her brother standing next to her. "Jonathan," Clary whispered to her brother who was standing on her right, his hands in front of him, "I saw the firey gaze father gives me in Magnus' eyes..."

Jonathan froze next to his sister and turned to look at her. He could tell she was scared, because she was shaking, and Clary never shook like this. Unless, of course, it was in front of their father. "Clary -"

"Jonathan," Clary's voice cracked, she was crying, "I'm scared."

Jonathan heard a beep and saw a window appeared on the computer screen. He squinted and saw it read, "Deletion cancled". Jonathan sighed, "Dang it! All this for nothing! We came here for nothing! And now Clary isn't in the condition to fight, plus I can't fight off three spies on my own... What am I going to do?" Jonathan thought helplessly.

"Surrender now, and we won't have to use force." The blond boy spoke with a smirk plastered on his face.

"No."

All heads turned towards the small redhead with her head down, her long hair creating a curtain around her pale face. She looked up with dried tear stains on her cheeks. Her dazziling green orbs shining with a newfound determination. "I will NOT give up without a fight!" She screamed towards the spies on the other side of the room. "I will not lose."

"Very well then. A fight just between you and me, girly." Jace directed the challenge at Clary. He winked at her, "Just you, me, and a kinfe. Nothing else. If I win, you turn both of yourselves in, and if you win, we'll let you go with what you wanted." Jace's smirk was still plastered on his face.

Alec watched as Jace pulled out his own knife from out of his belt. Isabelle passed out long ago in his arms and was snoring in his ear. Magnus walked over to a corner of the room, pulling him along, and saw the boy from earlier go into his own corner.

"It's a deal."


DUN DUN DUN! :O What's going to happen in the next chapter of The Art of Spying? Will Clary be able to kick Jaces butt or vice versa? Will love blossom between enemies? And what's Valentine going to do when he finds out shocking news? Find out next time in the next chapter! Chow for Now! :D