What is going on here? Two updates in a week? Whaaaaaaat? Haha. Your reviews are incredible people, thank you so much. I'm glad that you're enjoying it! And you guys who are following along in the background, let me know what you think! I do know that this is a shorter one, but this is the second update this week, just remember that.

Every morning Clary woke up and felt just as tired as she had been the night before. She knew that she was having nightmares, she couldn't remember them in detail but she had a fair idea of what—or who, they were about. She dragged herself out of bed just after eight, pulling on a pair of jeans and a dark red singlet before walking down the hallway. She could hear Jace moving around in the kitchen, and she realized that it was Saturday morning. For a moment, Clary paused, wondering if after she had gone to bed last night he left and found some girl to warm his bed, like he clearly had the week before. She reached the stairwell and peeked over, finding Jace alone in the kitchen. Watching him move around the kitchen, pouring pancake mixture into a frying pan and humming under his breath, made her think back to when things were good between them. He had always been a charmer, and easy to get along with, which was why she had fallen for him in the first place. She took in a deep breath and walked down the stairs.

"What can I do?" She asked as she joined the blonde in the kitchen.

"I'm good, it's almost all ready," Jace told her. "Just take a seat."

"I don't mind finishing up," Clary pressed, walking over to the stove top that he had vacated to pour two glasses of juice.

"Clary," Jace said firmly, looking over at her and then nodding in the direction of the bar stools. "Sit down. I'm almost done." Clary tensed her jaw and walked over to the bar stool, sitting on one of them stiffly and watching him. Jace took the last pancakes out of the frying pan and divided them evenly between the two plates. There was a tube of maple syrup and a little bowl of defrosting berries on the counter and he pushed them over as he put down both plates of pancakes on the eating side of the bar. They ate in silence, Jace glancing over at her occasionally. When they finished, she cleared their dishes, stacking the dishwasher and turning the machine on.

"Thanks for breakfast," she mumbled as she busied herself cleaning the plastic spatula that couldn't go through the dishwasher. Jace watched her, tapping his fingers on the counter top, considering what he was about to say.

"I have to go to work today," he began. Clary made a humming noise under her breath in response. "But it's not in the office, it's actually at the race track in the city." She picked up a tee-towel and wiped down the spatula. "Did you want to come?" He saw her freeze before she turned around and raised an eyebrow at him.

"To a race track?" She asked.

"Yeah," Jace shrugged.

"It's okay," Clary replied, opening one of the utensil drawers and putting away the cooking item. "I think I'll just stay around here today."

"I don't know if that's a good idea," Jace got off the bar stool and came into the kitchen area next to her. "I think it would be good for you to get outside, get out of the house. You've reorganized my kitchen twice this week—it took me ten minutes to find out where you put my mixing bowl." Clary sighed and tilted her head to the side. "Come on. I just need to go for a few hours, it'll get you some fresh air and you might actually have fun."

"Um," Clary nodded. "Okay." Jace nodded.

"Be ready in ten minutes," he told her, walking toward the stairway and disappearing upstairs. Clary followed more slowly, going into her temporary room and getting ready in the en suite. She put on a thin layer of foundation and mascara, pulling a hairbrush through her hair. The weather looked a little grey, clouds massed in the sky, and she decided to wear a thin sweatshirt over her singlet. Jace was waiting for her in the hallway when she came out and he gave her a quick smile. "Ready?"

"Ready," Clary affirmed.

"We're taking the car since it's a work thing," Jace sounded disappointed. Clary personally wasn't. While being on the back of the motorbike was exhilarating, it forced Clary to close the small distance between her and Jace that they still had. They were silent on the way to the track, soft rock music playing from the stereo. When they arrived, the stadium was packed, people walking several miles to get from their cars to the actual building itself. Jace didn't bother looking for spots on the street, driving straight into the stadiums parking structure and bee-lining around people to get to the front. There were several spots still free, right at the front, and one of the parking attendants smiled at Jace, moving aside to let him park.

"Wow, you must be pretty important," Clary noted as they got out of the car and he pocketed his keys. The main entrance had a queue of well over a hundred people but Jace put his hand on her lower back, walking her quickly to the front of the queue, flashing a smile at the lady charging tickets who smiled back and nodded.

"Afternoon, Mr Wayland," the girl chirped as she pressed the buzzer and let them through.

"Shit," Clary muttered. "Really important." He didn't really reply, just gave her a lop-sided smile.

"Okay, so before we go up," Jace tugged on her hand, stopping her by one of the vendors carts that was selling merchandise. "This is a big event, there are photographers and reporters everywhere. I know it would be a long shot, but I'm not risking it." He pulled a cap declaring Slade for #1 and threw down a note on the vendors bench. Clary pursed her lips together and dropped her head as she realized what he was getting at. She had spent a lot of time by herself over the past week, and she couldn't help where her brain went when she had nothing to distract it. But this was the first time this morning that she had thought of Jacob. "Here we go," Jace put the cap on her, and then reached behind her shoulders to where her hair was spilling down her back and brought half of it forward, so that it obscured some of her face. "Let's go," he slipped his hand easily into hers, pulling her after him in the crowds of people. It was as though they had been holding hands for the past eight years, and there hadn't been that gap in the middle where she wouldn't touch him if she was paid.

The stadium was loud, there were projector screens everywhere that magnified the streaming crowds and the cars that were whizzing around the track. Jace pulled her up the metal stands of the bleachers, clearly not worried about the people scrambling for seats around them as they winded their way to box seats which were half way up the bleachers. There were about five other people in there, who all smiled and greeted Jace as they entered. Clary flashed a quick smile at them before sitting down right at the end and fixing her eyes on the track. Jace was talking to an attractive brunette, laughing when she leaned forward and touched is arm. After a minute, he sat down next to her, careful not to invade her personal space by giving them a few inches apart. He pointed down to where there was a crew getting a red and white car ready, a fully kitted out driver standing next to a man in dress pants and a button down shirt who looked completely out of place.

"That's Leroy Slade," Jace said. "He's my work."

"You work for him?" Clary asked and Jace laughed.

"He would like to think that," he conceded. "I'm his agent. I help with his publicity, make sure he's making all the right decisions in his career and in return I get some pretty sweet deals."

"Like prime parking and box seats?"

"Damn right," he grinned.

"And who's she?" Clary couldn't help it, nodding over to the brunette that Jace had been talking to.

"That's Margot, his wife," Jace replied breezily, his eyes fixed on the red and white race car as the big screens flicked to an announcer. "They've been married for three years but together since they were eighteen. You couldn't find a couple more opposite if you tried, but you also couldn't find a couple who loved each other more." Clary chewed down on her lower lip, hearing the slight bitterness in his words. "Race is about to start," Jace told her, standing up from the bench to lean against the plastic paneling of the box. Clary shifted her eyes down to the track, as the car with Leroy Slade in it shot out from the side, taking it's place on the tarmac. "Come on," Jace held out his hand toward her. "You can't appreciate it properly unless you're getting the best view."

"You don't call box seats the best view?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

"Well, yeah," Jace shook his head. "But, come on, stand up." She did, leaning against the panel next to him and looking down at the track and then up at the screens around the stadium. The ground practically shook as people got to their feet and cheered as the the starter gun went off and the cars flew from starting line.

My loves for today! Okay, so first there's this show that's on BBC that I've just got on DVD and fallen in love with CALLED Orphan Black? It's incredible! She like finds out that she's a clone and there's all these chicks that look exactly like her, except a couple of them are certifiably nuts, and she's got this foster brother called Felix. He makes the show. No shit, he's awesome.

My second thing is is Wentworth Miller! There's really a thing with my day being made by hot guys, right? Haha. Well, my hubby and I have decided to go right back to the beginning of Prison Break and watch it all over again, and it made me remember how much I love him! Plus, how awesome is it that he came out as gay to world in a protest letter written to the Russian GOVERNMENT. I mean, it's depressing he's gay, but that doesn't make him the slightest bit less attractive. Sigh...

So I had a little challenge on the previous chapter. I've already emailed the people who guessed the most, and I thought I'd just announce them and then let you all know the answers! There was Ray Ray 39208, Dom-Letty and firequeen8569. Here are my top ten;
Dom/Letty (Fast and Furious)
Caleb/Hanna (Pretty Little Liars)
Chuck/Blair (Gossip Girl)
Damon/Elena (Vampire Diaries)
LOGAN/Veronica (Veronica Mars)
Oliver/Felicity (Arrow)
Deeks/Kensi (NCIS: Los Angeles)
Draco/Hermione (Harry Potter)
Peeta/Katniss (Hunger Games)
Jace/Clary (Mortal Instruments)
And then there's the honorable mentions such as Bellamy/Clarke (100), Michael and Nikkita (Nikkita), Donna/Harvey (Suits) and, of course, the first ones I ever fell in love with—Troy/Gabriella (High School Musical).