Hello again my loves.

Took a while to update. Sorry 'bout that. I'm on summer vacation so now that I have actual time on my hands all I want to do is sleep in and listen to music and search random crap on the internet.

So, I got a review from hoppy900 saying she wanted to see some more Jace and Clary action so I did exactly that.

BTW it gets a little bit naughty in the greenhouse so if you're iffy about that stuff then you might not want to read this chapter. Don't say I didn't warn you.

ENJOY!

P.S what is a lemon? Somebody asked for lemons but I don't know what the term means.

After about an hour of searching through the mainly empty bedrooms of the institute, Clary scaled the metal stairs to the greenhouse on the roof.

She stumbled around the roots of a tree with deep green leaves and a twisting, silvery trunk – not unlike the ones at the victory celebration after the battle on Brocelinds Plain- to find Jace sitting cross legged at the base of the tree. He had one of the leaves in his hand, absent mindedly tearing it to small pieces, his mind obviously elsewhere as he stared out onto the city through the glass walls.

She watched him for a while, as he seemed unaware of her presence. Every time he was done with a leaf his hand would reach up and snap another off a low branch about a foot above his head.

Almost fifteen minutes passed before Jace eventually tore his gaze from the window to sweep his gaze across the room until it finally landed on Clary, who by this time was leaning against a low brick wall parallel to the tree.

"You know, if you keep going at the rate you are, you'll have stripped that poor tree bare by dinner time." She said, getting to her feet and walking to where he was sitting, plonking herself down beside him.

He smiled at her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into his side, kissing her forehead before running a trail of kisses up and down her neck.

Clary wrapped her arms around his neck, mashing her lips against his. He straightened out his legs and she rolled onto her knees so that one leg was on either side of his body. She traced her fingers down his chest as he knotted one hand into her hair and used the other to pull her body closer his so that their chests where pressed against each other.

Clary could feel Jace's heart beating through his shirt and smell the fresh, almost citrusy aroma of the leaves he had been turning into green waste.

For a quick moment, the world was blurred and then suddenly everything was backward. Clary was on her back, Jace hovering above her, leaning on his elbows, his chest just millimetres away from hers.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms, still clinging to his neck, slid down to circle his chest. She bit on the softer muscle by his neck and he groaned softly, digging his face into her neck. She loved the feel of the vibrations rumbling through his body.

His hand slid up under her shirt, tracing the line of her back bone as she knotted her fingers into his hair. Their lips pressed hotly together as they explored each other's skin, memorising every bump and contour.

They seemed to go on like this for hours, until Clary felt something rough softly rub her back, bringing her back to reality.

They were lying, tangled together in the roots of the old tree. The sun was directly above them now, so it must have been at least 12 o clock. They had only been at it for about an hour, though it had felt like so much longer.

She pushed herself away from Jace, softly but firmly.

"No..." He mumbled, pulling her back toward him.

She smiled but pushed away again, remembering why she had been looking for him in the first place.

"Jace, you're procrastinating." She told him, brushing the soil off her shirt and pants. "We have to talk about this eventually."

He scowled, straightening his t-shirt. "I don't see why. I mean, nothing's changed. The only difference is that now I know I have an illegitimate brother that your father abandoned when we were barely toddlers."

"And that's exactly why you have to do something about it." She persisted. "I know you Jace. You won't be able to live with not knowing. You'll want to know the truth."

He sighed and looked at her with weary eyes. "You're right. I know your right."

"Of course I'm right." She smirked. "I'm always right."

"So what do we do now?"

"That's not my decision to make. What do you think we should do?"

He laid out on his back next to her and she followed suit. They stared at the bright sun for a few minutes as Jace contemplated her question.

"There's only really one thing to do." He said, turning his head so they were facing each other.

"We have to find him." Clary said, already knowing what he was going to say.

Jace nodded. "He deserves to know the truth too, doesn't he?"

Clary nodded and they just lay there for a while looking at each other.

"So how do we even start?" Jace asked eventually, after realising that he had no idea how to go about this whole thing.

Clary blinked. "Uh... I don't really know..."

They sat in silence for a moment.

"Alec." Jace said, getting up off the dirt, pulling Clary along with him. "Alec will know what to do."

Clary agreed and they made their way out of the green house to search for Alec. They found him back in the library, reading a large brown book.

He looked up as they approached, closing the book and placing it carefully on the table.

"Ah, Jace. I see you have recovered from your little tantrum?" He said raising one eyebrow, something Clary had mastered in the second grade.

Jace paused, trying to think of a comeback to this. When he couldn't think of one he just said in a very childish manner; "Shut up."

Clary groaned and punched him in the arm. "Stop acting like a two year old. He wont help you if you talk like that."

"Fine." Jace said, walking over to the couch that Alec was sitting on. "Alec. I need your help with finding my long lost brother."

"Why don't you just ask Tim Green*? I'm sure he could help you better than I could."

"Because I am not acquainted with this Tim person."

Clary giggled and said in a strange voice; "They call me... Tim!"**

Both boys looked at her like she'd lost her marbles.

"You're girlfriend is crazy." Alec said bluntly.

"I Know." Jace answered, actually looking proud.

"Alright then," Alec said getting up out of the chair "I'll help you. But first we need to find Simon."

"Simon?"

"Simon."

"But why?" Jace said making a face.

"Because Simon has computers and stuff. We may need access to the internet."

"That's a good idea." Clary admitted. "Why didn't I think of that?"

Jace seemed to be getting increasingly impatient. "C'mon then! To the bat cave!"

"All right, all right. Hold your horses." Alec said making their way out of the institute to find Simon, fetching Isabelle from her room on the way.

*Tim Green is the host of Find My Family US

** That is a line from one of my famous movies of all time: Monty Python and the Holy Grail. If you have not seen it I highly recommend that you do. It is filled with many random goodies.

So that's Chapter 4! I hope you liked the Clace scene. I did :P

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