I trust you.

Jace couldn't get those three words out of his head. They spent the whole night practically glued together. Hours upon hours of making love to each other. Clary finally fell asleep around three but Jace stayed up all night, planting soft kisses on her forehead and staring at her beauty. She was so different when she was asleep, almost like if you touched her she would be as soft as a cloud.

He looked up at the clock and saw it was almost six, just in time for the sunrise. He'd been waiting for this moment all night, staring the clock down like it could make it go faster. There was a glint a purplish light coming from outside his window so he knew he needed to wake Clary up.

Jace brushed her hair back from her face. She was laying on his chest with her arm around him so tight that she reminded him of a koala. He brushed a kiss across her cheek while rubbing her arm and whispered in her ear, "Wake up, love. I want to show you something." He kissed her again.

She groaned and buried her face further into his chest, "Not yet. Too early. Go 'way."

He chuckled, "Come on, Clary. Trust me, you're going to want to see this. Just open your eyes.

She pulled her head up and Jace felt a drop of drool on his chest. He scrunched his nose and watched as she peeled her eyes open one at a time, "What do I want to see?"

Before she could close her eyes again he kissed her on the lips and said against her mouth, "Turn around, the sun is rising it's a new day. I got the best honor of waking up with something more beautiful than the sun."

Clary smiled and rolled onto her back laying on Jace with his arm around her. She was trying to calm down the annoying butterflies in her stomach.

Through the window she saw the second most perfect thing in the world. There was the view of the hills in the distance with tons of trees surrounding a lake. The sky was a purplish red and the clouds glinted a hint of orange. She watched, and with every passing second the sky turned a different color.

"Oh how I would love to paint this." She sighed, not realizing Jace heard her.

"You paint?" She nodded, and he saw her fingers start to twitch. He guessed she did that every time she desired a paint brush, "I'd love to see what you can do. Will you show me?"

She turned around and looked at him with thoughtful eyes, biting her lip, "Do you have a sketch book? And maybe some pencils?"

"Actually, I do. They're in the drawer in the nightstand." He let her go so she could get them and watched how big her smile grew when they were in her hand.

"Ok. How about I draw you something and you make breakfast?" Then she giggled, remembering last night, "But I guess we should clean up first shouldn't we? Do you have anything I can wear? And not another t-shirt. We both know how well that went last time."

Jace grinned and got up, butt naked, "Yeah, I might still have some of the clothes my sister left behind."

"Thank you!" She called after him then saw how he was leaving without getting dressed. "Jace? Don't you want to put some pants on or something?"

"Nah, you're the only one here and you've already seen this sweet package" He winked then walked off.

When Jace came back he had a black lace shirt and some jeans in his hand. She thanked him again and tried on the pants. When she got them on they fell back off. Whoever this girl was she must've been really tall because when she put on the shirt it was tight but still dress length. Clary shrugged figuring Jace wouldn't care.

She walked down to the kitchen and saw him pulling out fresh blueberry muffins. It was still a mess so she went on a hunt to look for some towels and a mop. Once she found them Jace came over to help so it didn't take long to clean up.

"I had an over load of blueberries so I made blueberry everything, pancakes, muffins, even smoothies. So please don't tell me you don't like blueberries too, or else we'll have to go to Denny's."

"Well… I kind of hate blueberries, even more than eggs…" She tried to hold her laugh in when his face turned to complete shock.

"That's it. I give up. No more food at home, from now on its dining out. You might as well tell me what you don't like now that way there's no more mistakes. I'll have to call all the restaurants we go to and give them a head start-"

"Jace. I'm kidding. I love blueberries, they're the best. I was just screwing with you." She burst out laughing when he glared and threw the dirty towel at her, "Ewe! That was plain rude."

"Whatever little red, just come and eat." He snickered at his new nickname for her.

"Little red? You've got a lot of bark but I don't see any bite, Goldie locks."

"You know what? That's one less pancake for you. Every name after that I'm taking another one." He glared at her as they walked to the counter filled with food to get their pancakes. Clary slid past him and took the whole plate, "Not if I eat them all first."

She ran off to the table where the smoothies and muffins were already and grabbed the syrup. She tried to eat as many as she could before he got there but her hopes were shot short because she only got through half of one and he easily grabbed half of the other pancakes off her plate, "It's Ok to share little piglet. There will always be more." She glared at him over her cup but didn't say a word.

"So… I was thinking." Jace started, mulling over his thoughts.

"Uh oh. Not thinking."

"Quiet you. But I was thinking that today, since you're here, we could go on a little… adventure. Then I can drop you off at home so you can talk to Simon." He looked at her to see what she thought.

She shrugged, trying to play it cool, but she couldn't help the smile growing, "Yeah, that sounds nice." The smile was now at full bloom.

"Alright, the first part of our adventure is to do the dishes." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. She turned the color of the reddest rose, and he got up to pull her chair out.

"You know Mr. Herondale, I didn't think I'd come to like you, considering how we first met, but I don't know now. I think you're starting to change my mind."

"It's the pretty blonde curls isn't it? That always gets 'em" He laughed as she rolled her eyes and picked up both their plates.

Clary got up and turned the radio on so they didn't have to do the dishes in silence. And right when she got to the best station her favorite song for this week came on.

Alone together, By Fall Out Boy

"Oh my gosh! Jace!" He jumped as she started charging his direction, "Stop what you're doing right now."

He looked at her, confused, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No silly. Dance with me!" She yanked him by the wrist over to the living room where the music was loudest and they had their own mini dance circle. Clary belched out the lyrics, "Say yeah! Let's be alone together, we can stay young forever! Screaming from the top of your lungs!" She twirled in Jace's arms then put his hands on her hips. They danced crazily but never put too much space between themselves, "I don't know where you're goin' but do you got room for one morrrre troubled soul?" They shimmied together as the song slowed down, and Jace whispered in her ear, "I wish we could be alone together."

She looked confused so he just poked her nose and kissed her, "You're a great dancer. Too bad it had to be limited to one song." He smiled again, something that had been rare once upon a time but seemed to be happening a lot lately. She returned the smile and hand in hand they walked back to kitchen to finally finish cleaning.

So I know I stopped at a weird spot but I promise the next chapter will be way better and longer. I'm not sure when the next update will be, I sort of have a family emergency to take care of but then I promise I'll update ASAP! ~Review Please :) ~