DISCLAIMER: Cassandra Clare Owns everything.

Remember me

I woke up late on Monday morning, really late. 5 minutes till I have to be in work late. It was my own fault, I shouldn't of stayed up drawing. Drawing a man with golden eyes and wings extending from his muscled back. I had sent Jace a text telling him I was going to be late because traffic was a killer just as I was running to my car.

I made it to work 25 minutes late, just as I was swinging open the glass double doors, Jace walked out of his office. He looked up at me and his face was hard. He looked at his watch and pointedly looked at me.

"I'm sorr-"

"Save it, I don't want your excuses or apologies. Just go and get me my coffee and then let's go through my schedule." He walked back into his office and closed the door. I stood there stunned. I got that I was late and he was annoyed, but I had text him to let him know and it was a genuine mistake. I was lying to myself, I was shocked more than anything because I thought after Saturday we had passed all the games and that we might be able to get on a more comfortable work dynamic like Sophie and Mr Herondale. I thought we were both going to be adults. Shaking my head I walked to the break room quickly. I pushed the door open and went straight to the coffee machine, beginning Jace's latte and my black coffee. As I was standing over the machine, I felt the breeze of the door being pushed open, and I turned to see who it was. A boy. A hot boy. He was tall, lean, And definitely the dark handsome type, the complete opposite of Jace. He had dark hair that made his face look whiter and nearly black eyes. He also saw me and smiled. He walked to the fridge and put something in it, then walked towards me, grabbing a mug off the side.

"I'm Seb, from HR, and you are?" He picked up the coffee pot and poured some in his mug.

"Clary, PA." I smiled at him. He had a very nice jaw.

"Ah, to who may I ask?" His eyes sparkled

"Jace?" I sounded sheepish because I knew the rumours about him and his PA's. Seb let out a low whistle.

"Everyone in HR put in bets on how long you would last. I was surprised when we weren't asked to put in an advertisement for another PA straight away." By the Angel was it that bad?

"You lost me twenty bucks because I said 4 days." 4 days? Could it get any worse?

"Sorry to hear me enjoying my job is causing you to hate yours." He grinned a set of white teeth at me and it nearly stopped my heart.

"Um Clary can you do me a favour? Don't let anyone know I was up here, we have a break room on our floor but everyone tries to steal my lunch there so I find if I hide it on an floor like this one, where no one basically has time to eat, it would work." A little blush crossed his face and that was really sweet.

"And what makes you think I won't eat your lunch now that I know you hide it here?" I smirked up at him.

"Come on there must be some goodness left in this company." I laughed but I was reminded of the business motto.

"Is there any goodness in any law firm?" Now was his turn to laugh. I turned to finish making the coffees as I heard the door open again, Seb also turned and stopped laughing when he saw who it was.

"So you turn up 25 minutes for late and then decide to have a chat with your boyfriend? What do you think you get paid for Miss Fray?" His eyes were hard. He was purposely being a jerk. I hated it when he called m Miss Fray, like I was being scolded by my teacher. My face went bright red as Seb looked down,

"I'll see you around Clary." He made his way out of the room, I turned to Jace and he was smirking, a cruel smirk.

"Look I'm sorry about this morning but that was uncalled for Jace, I was just trying to make friends at my new job.." He held up a hand to stop me from talking.

"I really don't care. Do it in your own time." He did care because something flashed across his eyes before I could place it. I gave him his coffee and shoved past him to get back to the double doors quickly without him. I sat my coffee down and printed off his schedule for the week mentally preparing myself to deal with Jace's black mood.

The week carried on in the same dull fashion. Jace's mood had got worse as the week advanced, him coming in with darker circles round his eyes and less colour in his face. It was starting to worry me really. When I walked in on Thursday morning, Sophie was standing at my desk. A grave look on her face. The worst entered my mind. Was she going to fire me?

"Clary, we need to talk about something." She sat down across from me at the desk.

"Sure, just lets be quick, I need to get my computer started up before Jace gets in." I swallowed nervously.

Sophie looked so sad, "Jace won't be in till later today if at all." She took a deep breath.

"Today is the anniversary of the death of Jace's mother, Celine Herondale. Him and Stephan usually go to the grave in the morning and lay flowers and it is rare that they come in today, only for emergency cases." I felt my heart pull for them.

"What happened? If it's okay for me to ask." I didn't want to be rude, but I didn't also want to drop my foot in it by saying the wrong thing one day.

"Cancer, eleven years ago. By the Angel it's been a long time. She was a lovely lady Clary, she brought real sunshine to this place. She made everyone smile, and she was so kind, happy till the end, we thought she would pull through but they say death takes the strongest hearts and that's usually who we cherish most." Sophie looked down.

"Will they be okay?" Poor Jace & Stephan, something like that you would never get over no matter how long it was.

"Of course they will, if I know anything about those Herondale men its that they are stubborn and brave." Her eyes twinkled. She must really care about them. Sophie had been working here for twelve years. She would of grown attached to them, and today must of hurt her because it hurt them.

She looked me deep in the eye, " I told you this not to pity them Clary but to understand." She then squeezed my hand and got up to go to her own office. She left soundlessly.

The day past slowly, I got loads of done without Jace coming and winding me up, but that's what also made it so quiet, and I found by the end of the day I really missed his sunshine presence. When I got back to the apartment, I was alone, I went to the phone and dialled my mum, needing to hear her voice ever since Sophie had told me about Celine. She answered on the fourth ring and she was delighted to hear from me, she told me about how her art gallery at home was doing, what collections she added, how my Uncle Luke's book store was, how my dad's classes were going because he was a teacher. I just let her chat mindlessly with me and really it was the most comforting thing to my day.

I woke up to my ringtone playing. I picked up the phone without looking and spoke into my pillow,

"Hello? What do you want at this horrible hour?" Screw them for waking me up.

"You're not Mary Clary. What have you done with Mary? Stupid lying Siri! I said Mary not Clary. Did I say Clary?"

"Jace? Are you okay? You sound funny. Who's Mary?" Why did Jace sound drunk?

"Whoa there pal, who you talking to? Can I take the phone? Let's see if they can help you get home, where ever that is?" I also knew the back ground voice and this was getting weirder. I sat up in bed, sleep long gone.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Alec? What are you doing with Jace Herondale? What is going on?" Why was Izzy's brother with my drunk boss.

"Clary? What the fuck? How do you know Jace Herondale? Oh shit, your new job. Right that makes sense. Magnus talk to Clary, I'm going to get him a cab back to hers."

"Hey Biscuit," Alec's sparkly boyfriend was one of my favourite people to be around but why were they coming here.

"Hey Mag, why is Alec coming here, I'll text you his address, can't you take him home for me, or I'll meet you and you can help me get him home because I wouldn't be able to get him up there on my own.."

"No can do red, he lost his house keys."

I heard in the back ground "I like the name red for Clary." Drunk annoying Jace coming to my apartment. Oh shit.

"We'll be there in 10 babe love ya." And just as Magnus was cutting off I heard, "Right golden boy put your pants back on, we're going to see Red. It's her turn to look after you."

I made coffee while I waited, I was already awake and it seemed like it was going to be a long night. I felt horrible for Jace. He must hate today. He must hate it so bad he drunk himself into forgetting. I couldn't blame him, I would do the same if not worse if I lost my family. There were some questions that were unanswered still, like why were Alec and Magnus with him? The world couldn't be that small. Just then the buzzer sounded and I ran to let them in. I opened the door to a funny sight even for me. Alex was standing shirtless holding shirtless Jace up by the shoulder, while sparkly Magnus stood there trying not to give Jace evils.

"Just let us in Biscuit." Magnus walked past me while Alec tried to drag Jace in. I went to help Alec while Magnus watched us drinking my coffee.

We dragged him to the couch and dropped him. I took one depth breath and I turned to Alec and Magnus.

"Explain why you two are shirtless, why you were with my boss and Magnus why are you still drinking my coffee?" I raised my eyebrows at them, looking them dead in the eye. Alec stood tall, his black hair making his face more pale, and his big blue eyes making the colour of his shadows under his eyes more obvious. Next to Magnus Alec was your average Joe. Magnus liked glitter and sparkles. He was loud and fun and a diva and we loved him. He stood tall with black hair, and almond eyes.

Alec went to walk out of the room and I followed him,

"Is John in?" He asked.

"No, they are staying at Seelie's. What has that got to do with anything?" Alec walked in to the room. I switched tactics.

"Magnus?" I fixed my stare on him, still drinking my coffee.

"We were at the pub having some few drinks when Jace comes over and asks to use my phone because he can't remember the password for his," Alec explains from John's room, he finally emerges back out of the room and into the living room wearing a shirt and carrying another "so I do but he can't seem to actually type, so he gives my phone back and starts talking to us about how ducks are horrible creatures." Alec is now trying to put the other shirt on Jace. "Anyway I leave for two minutes to go to the bathroom and I come back and he's on the phone to you." What a strange evening.

"How did you end up shirtless?" I ask, because really it couldn't get weirder now.

"Golden boy got sick in the taxi." Magnus came to stand by us. He turned to Alec,

"We've done our job returning the little prince, can we go now? I'm loosing beauty sleep." Alec nodded, but said "we?"

"Bye Clary." They both said and I heard the door slam shut.

What the fuck was I meant to do now?

"Clary? When did you join the party? I'll have another round of tequila." I turned to see Jace trying to get up. With his bad balance in his current state he fell right off the sofa, I rushed over to him to try and help him up, he got up and looked like he was going to fall over but he used the wall for support.

"Jace, you need to sit down and sleep this off." I tried to push him down on the sofa and he lost his grip on the sofa and where all my weight was leaning on him, we both fell to the sofa.

"Oh Red, joining me down here are you?" Cheeky drunk Jace was really cute. His hands went to my waist to hold me down, luckily his grip wasn't hard. I easily pushed off of him but when he noticed I had got up, he tried to follow me.

"where are we and where is Andrew and the disco boyfriend?" Andrew? Did he mean Alec?

"This is not my shirt. Where is my shirt?" I walked back to the into the living rooms with a glass of water for him, but he was trying to take his shirt off and his head was getting stuck. The sight in front of me was something, Jace stretching my muscles again and again trying to take the shirt off his head. Why did he have to be so hot? I walked towards him, very aware of the fact that he was currently shirtless and tried to pull it back over his head.

"No Clary it smells funny, I want it off." Again he lifted it up and this time managed to get it over his head before I could wrestle to keep it on him. He threw the shirt on the floor by the couch and turned to me, I went to pick up the glass of water on the table in the corner when he saw me walking away he said,

"Wait where you going?" He sounded hurt but as he stumbled to follow me, he tripped and fell straight on the floor. He lay down un moving, shit what if he had concussion? At least he was still breathing. Well just great how was I going to get him back on the sofa now. I tried to lift him off the floor but his dead weight was too much and I was starting to get tired again so I settled for making the best out of a bad situation. I got the spare pillows and blankets and set him up a bed on the floor. It looked comfy enough for a drunk guy passed out. I decided to go to bed and left my bedroom door open in case he woke up before me and didn't know where he was.

Authors note: fuck Cancer.

Thankyou to the guest that commented, made me smile when I woke up this morning. Yes, I've introduced Seb, but he's a nice guy, it's more to help move along Clace. Let me know what you think. Happy for suggestions, etc. I'll try to update tomorrow.

Georgie be good?