Hey Guys,

Sorry that I'm late, but I've just been really busy and when I had time I kinda had a writer's block. And then CoHF came out and I just HAD to start reading it and I'm still not finished! I'm on Chapter 22 right now, but I felt really guilty for not updating so long, so I took a break of reading and decided to write this! I'm back now, so yay! Oh and I counted the votes for Jonabelle and the most of them was for Jonabelle. Sorry to all you Sizzy-fans out there…just imagine that it's Simon instead of John. :) Anyway, on with the story!

-Brownie

John POV:

I woke up on the hill in front of our house. Clary was running towards me on her little toddler feet. She just recently turned three and her red, fiery hair was flying in the wind. "Johnny! Hwelp me!" she called, but broke off as she erupted in a fit of giggles. "With what?" I shouted back with a smile of my own on my face at my little sister's silliness. "Daddy chase me!" She said as she came closer to where I was now sitting up, propped on my elbows and just in that moment I saw our dad come up behind my sister, running after her. He was looking at her with a big smile plastered on his face and with love shining in his eyes.

Then as she was a little distance away from me she jumped in my arms and tackled me back on the ground. "Come here you little munchkin" Dad said and plopped down next to us. Then he took Clary out of my arms and blew raspberries on her stomach. Clary started giggling and squealing for dad to stop. Eventually dad did stop and then ruffled my white-blond hair until it stuck up in all directions. I must have been five at that time, because I'm two years older than Clary. "What have you been up to son?" Dad asked as he finished destroying my hair and lying down on his back with Clary on his stomach.

"Nothing really, I just had a nap until Clary came shouting and running up here" I answered smiling. "Where's Mum?" I asked

"Your Mum should be here any moment. We decided to have a picnic for lunch and she's brining the basket right now" Dad replied.

"Come Johnny, we play" Clary said as she rolled of dads' stomach and was now sitting between Dad and me.

"Okay guys, we can eat soon. I'm here now" Mum called to us as she walked up the hill with a picnic blanket in one hand and a basket in the other. As she reached us she bent down and placed a kiss on Dads' waiting lips to what Clary and I would say "Ewwww"

"Hey Mum, can Clary and I go play before lunch?" I asked as I sat up.

"Sure, but some back when we call you" Mum said

"'Kay" Clary answered and then I kneeled down and Clary jumped on my back. "Hold on tight little monkey" I said and then started running back down the hill with Clary on my back.

~~**#**~~

"John? Can you teach me how to fly?" an eight-year old Clary said as she came into my room. Normally Angels get their wings with eight and then you can start to learn how to fly. I've had my wings now for two years and I can fly pretty well.

"Sure" I answered "Let's go outside" and with that I got up from my bed and grabbed Clarys' hand and walked with her outside.

"How do we start?" Clary asked as she looked up at me

"First you got to extend your wings" I explained.

Clary did as she was told and closed her eyes and concentrated on her shoulder-blades and then scrunched up her face as she made the bones in them extend and push through the skin of her back. She winced as her wings ripped through her skin, but that's totally normal. At first it hurts when you will your wings out for the very first time and a little after that, but you get used to the pain eventually and then it doesn't hurt anymore. I used to cry out the first time my wings made an appearance. You know when you're getting your wings when one week before you always keep having fevers and headaches. In some rare cases the young angels even have to throw up. Also you always feel this pressure in your back and at the end of the week it gets really bad and at some stage, your wings just kinda…pop out of your back.

Clary got her wings just last week and I took care of her during that week because I knew exactly how bad it can be. I was one of the rare cases. So it wasn't funny for me. Not at all.

The angels that make clothes have a special technique on how the make our shirts, tops and for the girls dresses. They put thin, but big enough slits, there where our shoulder-blades are, so that our wings can go through our clothes, but those slits are barely visible. You only see them when you're close-up and concentrate on them.

Then I remembered how Mum and Dad taught me how to fly. So I tipped my head back and also concentrated on my wings and made them slide easily out of my back. "Okay Clary, you've got to trust me and follow exactly what I tell you, okay?" I said

"Okay" Clary answered. Then I walked towards her and circled my arms around her. I tightened my grip a bit and pushed us together of the ground. Clary yelped and clung to me even harder.

"Are you okay there Clary?" I asked and Clary just nodded in my shoulder as I flew a bit higher. We were pretty far away from the ground as I stopped in the air, "I want you to start moving your wings now"

Clary did as she was told and slowly started flapping her wings. "You're doing great. Now close your eyes and relax. Concentrate on the steady movement of your wings. Do you feel the air all around you? How it goes through your feathers? How light you feel? Like nothing can touch you?" I whispered and Clary closed her eyes and I watched as a little smile tugged at her lips.

"Yes I feel it" she answered. I also smiled and watched how the beats of her wings became stronger and steadier. Then when I was sure she could do it, I let go of her and flew a little in front of her.

"Now open your eyes" I said and Clary opened them. Her eyes grew wide as she saw that I wasn't holding her and then she looked down at the ground and stopped beating her wings. Then she started to fall. "JOHN!" she shouted in panic.

"Your wings! Use your wings!" I shouted back as I watched her fall. After a few uneasy beats of her silver wings Clary closed her eyes again and concentrated and then she stopped to fall and just sat in the air. Then she shot upwards, towards me and a moment later she was floating in front of me.

Clary punched my shoulder playfully and said "You're stupid"

"And you're flying" I replied and with that Clary got a huge smile on her face and said "Yeah, I am. Thanks bro"

"No problem" I answered and smiled back at her.

~~**#**~~

The day before Clary's 16th birthday Dad came into my room as I was lying on my bed and reading a book. I'm already 18, finally legal in heaven. "Jonathon, you know it's almost time right? No more playing around" he said as he sat down next to me.

"I know dad. I have to look after Clary and everything. You've been telling me this since I could talk. I'm just worried. What if I mess up?" I told him as I put the book away.

"You'll do fine. You're my son and I know that you can do it. You've been such a great brother to her through all these years and I have no doubt that you won't stop any time soon. I just came to make sure you're ready for the responsibility you've got now, and when I look at you like this I'm sure you're ready" Dad reassured me.

Then I leaned forward and hugged Dad. "Thanks Dad. I love you" I whispered

Dad kissed the top of my head and said "I love you too son"

"Val? Come on, let the boy sleep" Mum said as she poked her head trough my bedroom door and smiled at both of us.

"I'm coming honey" Dad replied "Sleep well John"

"Good night baby" Mum said and came into the room and kissed my cheek.

"Night guys" I answered and then both my parents left my room and closed the door. I sighed and was just about to turn off the lamp next to my bed when there was a soft knock at my door and Clary came in and closed the door behind her.

"John, I can't sleep. Can I sleep here?" she whispered and I laughed softly. Some things never changed.

"Sure thing Clare-bear. Come here" I said and flipped away the cover so that she could hop in with me.

Clary smiled and ran to the side of the bed where I flipped the cover over and climbed in bed. I leaned over and turned off the lamp, then I turned back to Clary and she wrapped her arms around me and snuggled closer. "Good night John" Clary said.

I kissed the top of her head and whispered "Night, Almost-birthday-girl"

I felt Clary chuckle against me and after a while her breathing turned steady and I also drifted into peaceful sleep.

~~**#**~~

Clarissa,

Clary berry,

Clare-bear,

Clary…

I gasped, opened my eyes and sat up with a start as her name still rung in my mind. Clary, my little sister. I raked my hands through my hair and looked around the room. I was sitting in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. Everything is white and reflecting the sunlight that's coming in through the many windows. I had to blink a few times to allow my eyes to adjust to the bright light. Where am I? Then I forced myself to remember.

Dad telling me that Clary is in New York.

The rush to get there.

Sebastian.

The three Nephilim.

The fight with Sebastian.

The passing out.

Clary, on her own.

"Damn it!" I cursed at myself. I vowed to Dad that I'd protect Clary and now look what I've done! I messed up. Big time. Not only did I lose Clary, but also to the Prince of Hell! And the brother of the year award goes to Jonathon Christopher Morgenstern! I thought sarcastically. Then I remembered that I was pretty badly injured after the fight. So I got up from the bed, to find that I didn't have a shirt on and also my shoes were missing.

Great, just great. Now I also have to run around half naked. I stretched my arms to check if everything had healed and then I grabbed my jaw and moved it around a bit. Everything seems fine, although I do have a slight pounding in my head. Probably from the hard impact on the wall. Then I closed my eyes and extended my wings and flexed them a bit. Nope, everything's good. I'm not hurt anymore. Thank my uncle for the fast healing of angels. Well, except for the wings, those take long to heal.

In that moment a girl came walking into the room. She has long black hair and dark eyes. She's wearing a black tank-top with some light blue skinny-jeans. Also she's got a silver necklace with a red pendant hanging from it and a bracelet that looks like a snake. The bracelet wraps multiple times around her right wrist. Black marks line her body, telling me that she's a Shadowhunter. She's tall, even without the heels that looked like they're roughly 7 inches high and she has a perfect body. She is absolutely beautiful.

What am I thinking? Clary is missing. It's my fault and I'm standing here, marveling at some random Shadowhunter.

As she saw me she also stopped in her tracks and stared at me for a few moments and after a little staring at each other she broke our eye contact and looked down at the floor. Then she walked towards me and I noticed that she's got something in her hand, a cup of something that looked like tea.

"You're finally awake" she said in a sweet voice and set the cup of tea on the table next to the bed I was lying in.

"Yeah, I just woke up" I answered her.

"Okay, I brought you this. It should help your head. Magnus said that you might have a little headache after you woke up" she told me. Who's Magnus?

"Sorry if this sounds rude, but who exactly are you? And where am I? Who's Magnus?" I asked

"Oh, I'm Isabelle Lightwood, but you can call me Izzy. You saw me and my brothers as you beat up Sebastian. Or at least I think that's what his name is" she mumbled the last part

Now I remembered. The three Nephilim.

"You're one of those three Nephilim with my sister aren't you?" I asked

"Yeah. Me, my brother Alec, that's the black-haired boy and my other brother Jace, the blond one. Oh and to answer your questions, you're in the Infirmary of the New York Institute. Magnus is a warlock. He's Alec's boyfriend. He found us when he wanted to give something back to Alec. As he arrived, he saw me tied up with my whip, my brothers lying unconscious next to me and you unconscious against a wall. He helped me get you boys back inside and healed" Izzy answered me

"Oh okay thanks" I said and then I remembered Clary.

"Wait, do you know what happened to my sister!? It's really important! I need to find her!" I said frantically

Then she looked at me with pity in her eyes and said "I'm sorry, but that dark angel took her with him. I tried to help, but I couldn't"

Okay, so I made this chap longer as an apology and also you got some glimpses of John and Clary's past. Aren't they soooo cute as proper siblings? Also: Dear sophiesticated13, don't worry. You'll get your Clace eventually. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chap and the next update should be up as usual on Friday. Unless you guys are good…then you'll maybe get one earlier :). Anyway, have a nice week 'til Friday. Love y'all!

-Brownie