Simon rinsed off the last dish, his stomach in rolling knots. His acute hearing had heard his mother whisper secretively to Isabelle: 'I still have to get him back for making me clean his room. Honestly, who makes their mother clean their room? Here sit down on the sofa dear, I have some pictures to show you.' Dear lord she was showing her baby pictures. Simon had paled when his mother had grinned slyly at him and told him to wash the dishes. He knew what was to come. So he'd asked her politely to pick up his room like one time, a month ago! Was this really a just punishment?

He held breath that he didn't really need and walked into the living room just as a very Isabelle-esque laugh pealed out. "Oh my gosh Mrs. Lewis he's just so adorable! Look at the spaghetti in his hair!" His mother giggled too, looking up at him with the same sly smile. "Oh hi Simon, how were the dishes?"

"Full of caked on meatloaf. How are the baby pictures?" She smiled and snapped the photo album shut on her lap, then put it back under the bookcase. "That's a low blow don't you think mom?"

"Of course but hey I have full rights to showing any girlfriends embarrassing photos of you with spaghetti in your hair. You're just lucky I didn't break out the ones with you in the bath."

He quivered. "I love you mom." She laughed. "I know."

Isabelle giggled impishly. "Thank you for the great dinner and the er...pictures Mrs. Lewis."

She beamed at Isabelle. "Anytime sweety. When can we expect you back?"

Isabelle thought for a minute. "Well I'm a bit busy with school at the moment but I'll be sure to come over again as soon as possible. You make a mean meatloaf."

"We'll be happy to have you."

"Well I should be getting home. Curfew and all." Simon bit back a laugh. Isabelle Lightwood? Curfew? Maybe around Judgment Day. "I'll walk with her until we can flag down a cab."

His mother waved them out. "Be safe. It was nice meeting you Isabelle."

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Outside the night was chilly and the sky clear for once. As soon as they were a safe distance form the house Simon laughed and looked over to her. "You have a curfew now do you?" She grinned. "Well for tonight anyway."

On impulse he grasped her waist and ducked into a narrow alley to kiss her. She smelled divine...rosemary and lavender with just a hint of vanilla. She kissed him back softly, warmly, pressing up against him. He pulled back a little to brush his lips against her neck, placing a light kiss under her ear. "Jump on my back will you?" She placed a playful nibble on the side of his neck that had his head spinning. "Why?" In a lucid, move he took her carefully and swung her up on his back himself. "Hold on tight. You didn't really think I'd let you take a cab home did you?" She laughed and held on tightly as he raced through the city, indeed far faster than any cab could've managed.

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"Simon...please stay? Just a little longer?"

He breathed in raggedly as her fingers twined through his belt loops, pulling him closer to her. Her mouth made plaintive trails across his mouth and neck. "Izzy...I have to go..." She looked up at him and pouted. His resolve almost shattered. "Well...alright. When will I see you again?" he paused to reply when the Institute doors were flung open, flooding the lawn with light. "Okay there are several things wrong with this picture." a familiar voice echoed out from the doorway,"First of all Izzy is kissing a vampire. And that vampire is Simon."

"Jace shut up!"

"Hey what's going on... did not need to see that."

"Oh I don't know they might make an adorable couple were it not for the slobber on his neck..."

Simon and Isabelle whirled around, Simon in alarm and Isabelle in outrage.

"Jace? Alec?"

Simon was a bit surprised as well. Jace, Alec, Clary, and Magnus Bane stood on the front steps of the Institute. Jace was looking at him with a bit of contempt and Magnus Bane with amusement. Clary for one dashed down the stairs and hugged Simon tightly. "I missed you!" Isabelle had a similar idea but instead of hugging her brothers she smacked them both upside the head. "What are you guys doing here?"

Magnus flicked a stray piece of glitter off of his neon purple trousers. "Well we were planning on raiding your fridge but that was a royal disappointment. I mean really, who drinks soy milk?" Alec looked at the warlock and appeared to be fighting back laughter. "Well that's not strictly true--" Jace snorted. "But the warlock is right, I mean come on Iz, soy milk?" Clary put her hands on her hips and glared in Jace's general direction. "Come on this is serious."

Alec cleared his throat. "Uh right, um there's a slight problem with a certain warlock."

Simon grunted in amusement. "More then one if we're talking about Magnus here."

Magnus grinned dangerously,and blue fire sparked at his finger tips. "Watch it rat-boy."

"The warlock that threatened you Simon. Elinad fell." Alec went on. "Ragnor Fell's brother?"

Magnus ruffled his hair. "Yes there's a slight problem with that. Ragnor fell never had a brother or else he would've introduced me. I mean the man had manners if nothing else."

Isabelle paled noticeably. "Yes I suppose that is a problem."

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