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This one came from a long few days of searching for something I'd lost-which just happened to be my favorite Christmas present which was literally the Morgenstern ring. My mom bought one for me for Christmas on ebay and it's the absolute best thing I've ever owned. So I lost it for a few days and it gave me the idea for this. I hope you guys enjoy it :)

Everyone's experienced the trauma of losing something important to them at least once in their life. It starts when you first realize that the object isn't where you left it. Your heart skips a beat and you pat around for it, expecting that it just shifted out of place for a second. And then the pounding in your chest starts, the feeling that it's about to drop straight out of your chest. And you look frantically but it's not where it was before.

I'd lost things before, known the feeling, but never something as important as what I couldn't locate now. No, not my phone, not my stele, or even my wallet. I would gladly hand over all three of those if the Morgenstern ring was in sight right now.

Feeling my heart began to race even faster as my eyes frantically searched the room, I felt around the chain one more time, searching desperately for the ring. When I didn't find it, I began to shift papers around, toss things aside. I was at Luke's, which meant that the ring was lost in the worst place for things to be lost at the worst time. My mother was putting the finishing touches on her wedding planning. Papers and plans and decorations were everywhere, along with Luke's pack business, books, and the normal household clutter.

I began to grow tired of keeping things in order and started just pushing things out of my way in my hunt. I felt my throat grow tight as I realized that I'd gone through the whole room twice already. I shoved my hand through my tangled curls, looking around the now-destroyed room in hopes that I would spot the glimmer of metal in the sun. When I didn't see any tell-tale sparkle, I dropped my head back to stare at the ceiling, blinking away frustrated tears.

Just then, I heard the door creaking open and a gasp of shock. My head snapped over to see my mom, surveying the room with wide eyes. She held a plastic shopping bag in her hand as she stared around in shock.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'll clean it up, I promise. I just need to find something first."

She was silent for a moment and then her eyes rested on me.

"What the hell happened here, Clarissa?" I flinched. She was angry. She only ever used my full name when she was angry with me.

Then again, nobody really used my full name unless they were angry with me.

"I can't find it," I moaned, dropping down onto the couch and resting my head in my hands. I rubbed my forehead, my chest tight with despair.

I'd worn it into this room last night, I knew that for sure. I'd woken up from a nightmare and latched onto it like a lifeline. I hadn't let go of it until I had already made it downstairs from my room to the kitchen and gotten a glass of water. I'd still been clutching it when I fell asleep on the couch, watching some mindless movie about a dog that talked to his owner.

"Honey, what are you looking for?" I heard the concern in my mom's voice and felt instantly guilty.

"I'm sorry. I destroyed the room and now I'm getting you all worried. I just can't find my ring. The Morgenstern ring. I had it last night when I fell asleep down here but I can't find it now. But the chain isn't broken or anything, so I don't know how it got off." I unclasped the chain as I spoke, feeling my mom rub soothing circles on my back. I handed it out to her and she ran her fingers over it carefully, looking for any possible break in the links.

I knew it was futile though. Jace had bought me an incredibly strong chain after I'd snapped the last one when I tried to get it undone from a tangle in my hair. It was silvery and still looked delicate, but it was insanely strong. He'd admitted that I could probably snap it if I tried hard enough, but it'd be hard and there'd be no way for it to happen accidently.

"Is this electrum?" she asked, looking at me in surprise. I just shrugged.

"I don't know. It could be, knowing Jace. I snapped the last one, so I wouldn't be surprised if he got smart and bought me one that would be impossible to break." I saw her try to smother a secretive smile, but it didn't work very well. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.

"What?" When she didn't say anything I spoke again. "Mom. What is it? Why are you smiling like that?"

She sighed, looking at me and handing me back the still flawless chain. "Electrum chains are incredibly hard to make delicately like that. He paid a fortune for it if that's electrum."

I gave her an incredulous look. "You're joking, right? How much exactly is 'a fortune'?"

She just smiled, shaking her head. "Nope. It was his gift to you, I'm not telling you anything about it. It's his choice whether he wants you to know how much he spent."

I frowned, slightly irritated. "Come on, Mom! Since when do you have any alliance towards Jace?"

She just parroted her actions from before, smiling and shaking her head.

I groaned in frustration and clasped the chain back around my neck. Then I felt a pang in my chest again and remembered why papers were scattered all over the room. My mom must have noticed the change in my expression because she sighed, standing up from the couch.

"Well, we're not going to find anything in this mess. The best way to find something is to clean until it's revealed."

We started by assigning ourselves one type of paper to collect. Jocelyn was collecting all of the wedding papers and putting them in one neat pile on the coffee table while I shuffled through the mess to find Pack papers. When we'd picked up all the scattered papers and put them in the correct place, we went through and grabbed all the clothing and coats and shoes that had collected around the room.

We checked every pocket of every article of clothing before she took all the clothes to the laundry room and I hung up coats and scarves and put shoes in a line by the door. It was about the time when we were pulling out furniture to check behind and under it when there was a knock on the door. I flung it open, frustrated at our lack of progress.

Jace stood on the porch with a raised eyebrow. "Having a bad day?" He leaned forward and kissed the top of my head. I grabbed his hand, looking down.

I knew that I had to tell him I'd lost the Morgenstern ring, but I didn't know how. I stepped to the side, letting him in. He stepped in, shutting the door behind him. Then his eyes widened as he took in the couch that was pulled away from the wall and tipped forward. My mom was peering inside the bottom where things sometimes tended to collect with that couch.

"Rearranging the furniture? I must say, that is a very bold move, setting up the couch like that. Really gives the place an air of 'this couch allowed too many people to feel welcome to stay for extended periods of time. You're not welcome.'" I saw my mom smile a little while I slapped his arm.

"We're not redecorating. I, uh, lost something and we're trying to find it."

"We could use your help," my mom piped in. "This furniture is heavy."

Jace nodded. "Of course." Then he turned to me, looking concerned. "What did you lose that was so important you flipped a couch?"

I bit my lip, my eyes going around the room, anywhere but on him. "Clary? What is it?"

He grabbed my hand, looking down at me in concern. I sighed, sinking into him as my mom shot me a tiny smile before slipping away into the kitchen. I looked up at him, feeling tears burn at the back of my eyes. I grabbed the chain around my neck. "I can't find the Morgenstern ring. I fell asleep out here last night and it was still on. The chain isn't broken or anything so I don't know what happened to it."

He was silent for a second before responding. "You were worried to tell me that you misplace it? It's not your fault if the thing fell off the chain," he said softly, grabbing my chin gently and forcing me to look at him.

"I thought you'd be upset. I'm upset. It's so important to us and I have no clue where it is, we've searched this whole room at least thirty times now and we've cleaned every inch of it and I can't find it anywhere. I don't know what—"

He cut me off, pressing his lips gently to mine. "Easy. We'll find it, Clary. It's okay," he said, smiling reassuringly at me.

I nodded, taking a deep breath as my mom came back into the room.

"We ready to flip some furniture?"

I sighed but nodded regardless. "I guess so."

A half an hour later, we had all collapsed on the sofa—pushed back in its proper position now. I heaved a sigh of exasperation, my head falling over onto Jace's shoulder. My hair was pushed back into a messy bun now, and he tugged gently on one of the curls that had come loose.

"Are you sure this was the last place you had it?" I nodded.

"Yeah. I remember falling asleep holding it. I was watching this stupid movie about a talking dog."

He raised a brow at me and I frowned. "What?"

"A talking dog? Were you watching Clifford?"

I vaguely heard my mom snort in amusement right before I smacked his chest. "No. I was not watching Clifford," I said, crossing my arms over my chest and tilting my head defiantly.

"Then what was it?"

I frowned again. "I'll have you know that it was a very… strange romantic comedy about a hopeless romantic trying to find a husband who would accept their very talkative best friend who happened to be a dog."

As soon as he began to smirk, I cut him off.

"I was planning on showing it to Alec to give him some pointers."

He looked confused for a minute and then mock offended.

"Did you just call me a dog, Clarissa?" I grinned widely at him and patted his head demeaningly.

"Oh, look who got the joke! Good boy! I'll have to give you a biscuit for that one!"

By now my mom was struggling to contain laughter. Jace's eyes narrowed as he looked at me. I saw the corners of his lips twitching as he fought a smile.

"What does that make you, then? Since you're dating me?" By now we were both grinning goofily.

"The only person willing to put up with your crap. Tread carefully."

Before he even had time to respond, the front door slammed shut. I jumped probably ten feet and ended up actually sitting on Jace's lap. He laughed, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Ooh, I do believe that Jace was just put in his place."

"Jesus, Magnus! You scared the crap out of me!" I cried, holding a hand over my chest. I could feel Jace's laughter through my back and leaned back into him.

The warlock shot me a devilish grin and bowed, his hair dropping a rainbow of glitter to the floor. "Always a pleasure."

"You better be vacuuming that," I said, pointing to the small pile on the carpet. "We just cleaned in here." His mouth twisted to the side as he stared accusingly at the pile.

"I told Alec he got me the wrong gel. That stuff doesn't hold the glitter to my hair at all."

I rolled my eyes just as Alec himself stepped in through the front door, juggling shopping bags from a multitude of different stores.

"By the angel, Magnus. Did you really need all this?" Magnus just nodded solemnly at his boyfriend, who grunted in disapproval as he dropped the bags to the floor.

"And you couldn't carry even one of your own bags?"

"Hey, I carried the ring!" Magnus defended, pulling a small bag from his pocket. He turned to me, tossing the bag to me. I just barely caught it before it hit me in the face and Jace chuckled behind me. "They put it in a box. Said it'd be easier to care for if you had somewhere for it."

I raised a brow. "What are you talking about?" I asked, peering into the bag. I saw a small, velvet black box and pulled it out, eyeing it warily. "Magnus, if you're proposing to me then you're gonna be pretty disappointed."

"Excuse me?" Jace cried, looking over my shoulder. Magnus laughed, his cat eyes shining in amusement.

"Oh, no. This has all gone dreadfully wrong, I'm proposing to Jace, not you," he said, winking playfully.

"Sorry buddy, you'd need just a few surgeries to match my tastes," Jace said, resting his chin on my head.

"Oh, but if he had the correct anatomy you would marry him?" I asked, tipping my head back to shoot him a mock-glare.

He grinned teasingly at me. "Of course. But one surgery would have to be height. I'm not sure I could manage kissing someone my height anymore. I'm much too used to you."

"Oh, well that's reassuring," I muttered, my cheeks heating rapidly. He chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"But really, what is this?" I asked, poised to flip the top open. Magnus gave me a confused look.

"Do you honestly not remember?" I shook my head, confused.

"I woke you up when Alec and I came in this morning looking for Jace. We asked if you wanted to go shopping with us and you said no. I asked you if you wanted us to get the Morgenstern ring cleaned while we were at the jewelry store and you gave it to me to get cleaned." My jaw dropped.

"Are you serious?" he nodded and I snapped the lid open to reveal the object we'd been searching for for hours. "Magnus," I nearly yelled. "You can't ask me stuff when I'm half asleep! I don't remember even being awake! I just woke up and it was gone, we've been searching for it all morning!" Magnus grimaced a little.

"Well, I hope it wasn't too inconvenient."

Jace responded before I could.

"We. Flipped. The. Goddamn. Couch. And every other piece of furniture in here."

"Clary and I scattered all of my wedding papers all over the floor looking for that thing," Mom added, her voice slightly irritated.

Alec looked guilty, but Magnus just shrugged.

"Well, you have it now."

I felt a mixture of severe irritation and relief, but the relief was stronger so I didn't say anything, just quickly unclasped the chain around my neck and slipped the ring on before redoing the clasp around my neck. Once its familiar weight was back in place, I felt as though I'd gotten a piece of me back, which I knew was foolish considering I hadn't been the one that wore it for more than a decade. I wondered then, if Jace had felt as though his hand was ten pounds lighter after he ceased to wear it on his finger.

I vaguely head Jace reply to the warlock with a sarcastic comment—something about donkeys, but as I sunk, exhausted, against his side, he ceased speaking, wrapping his arm around me protectively.

"You okay?" he asked, rubbing my arm soothingly. I nodded, yawning a little.

"Tired. I didn't sleep a lot last night and I was up early this morning," I explained, curling myself into his side. I felt his lips press to the top of my head as he brought his other arm around to grab my hand. I realized then that I'd never asked him about the electrum chain, but I was too exhausted to worry much and pushed it to a little folder in my head marked 'things to worry about later'.

"Sleep then, I'll stay here with you and watch a movie. I'm sure Alec wouldn't mind putting a movie in for me, right?" I could hear the sickeningly sweet tone to his voice and grinned even as I began to drift into sleep.

I heard a snarky remark from Alec before I was asleep, finally able to relax as I felt the weight of the Morgenstern ring against my collar bone.

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