You guys seemed really happy with the last chapter, which made me laugh. And now I am going to answer some questions for the Guests.

To Alysia: Thank you, and I don't know why, but your comment made me laugh.

To the Guest who wanted to know if Jonathan lived with Luke and Jocelyn: it will be explained in this chapter.

To the Guest who didn't expect Jocelyn and Luke to get married: I wanted them to be married, so they got married. XD

Disclaimer: All of you know the drill.


Jocelyn P.O.V.-

Jocelyn was hyperventilating. The news was a shock, and learning that her daughter was alive sucked all of the air out of her lungs. She had given up hope of finding her daughter long ago. She had always felt a bit guilty about it, but now learning that she was at least alive, was like taking a drink of cold water after a week in the desert. She was muttering nonsense and smiling like a fool. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. She was ecstatic! This was better than anything else in her life. She started to laugh, loudly. Oh my God! This is… Oh my fucking God! She thought. She didn't have anything else to think.

Jace said something.

"What?" Jocelyn asked, she looked at Luke who had a look on his face saying that she would be the one explaining.

"I asked if Jonathan lived with you, and if he does, why? He did the same things Valentine did." Jace asked. He had a closed look on his face, like he was afraid if he let out any emotion something important would get away from him.

"Jonathan doesn't live with us. And this is kind of a long story." She said, she didn't like thinking about the past. It brought up memories that were better buried deep, deep down.

"I have time." Jace said. That was what she was afraid of. She nodded and started to talk.

"I take it that you know what my ex-husband did, so I'll start from there. After Clary ran away, Valentine went to Luke's asking if he knew where Clary had gone. Luke lied, but Valentine knew that he was lying, so he attacked him." She looked at Luke, he wasn't looking at her. She sighed internally. "After that Luke turned him in. And we took Jon too. When we took Jonathan, he didn't remember any of it. He couldn't remember doing these things that he did. No one believed him, of course, so the cops and the detectives hooked him up to a lie detector. And all of his test came back, he wasn't lying. He honestly couldn't remember doing anything, so I forgave him." She stopped again, her mind brought images from the past. The day in the court room when she refused to help Valentine if front of everyone and the smirk on his face being replaced by a look of hurt and betrayal. The way Jonathan's eyes were filled with fear when the police were dragging him from the house, him screaming and crying, because he didn't know what was happening or why.

"Does he live with you?" Jace asked.

"No he lives in an apartment about twenty minutes from here. He comes to help me move my art supplies and load paintings every once in a while." She said. There was a knot in Jocelyn's stomach, like there always was when she thought about those years, that seemed so long ago at times, but at others were so vivid and real, they could have been a day ago.

"You said he found something, though, when you first walked in. Did it have anything to do with this, because you sounded like you were worried." Jace said. This boy was good at his job, that was for sure. She started to choke on her words.

"Jace stop interrogating my wife." Luke reprimanded him.

Jace opening his mouth to defend himself, but was cut off by a boy with black hair walking into the room.

"Jace, I'm going to go with Ma-" He started.

"Just give me the keys." Jace said.

"Okay, bye. Bye, Luke. Jocelyn."

"Goodbye, Alec." Jace said. Jocelyn and Luke nodded and waved at him. He left, leaving them all in a silence.

"Tell me what happened with Jonathan and what he found." Jace said. So Jocelyn launched into another long and elaborate story, explaining what a complete monster her first husband really was.

Alec P.O.V.-

After Luke and Jace left, the rest of them sat on the couches and looked at the décor. Magnus picked his magazine again and started to read. Maia curled into Jordan's side after saying good morning to Alec and Magnus and fell asleep. Jordan fell asleep too. Alec knew what they had done, and why they were so tired. Straight people, he thoughtwhy can't they control themselves?

After about twenty minutes he started to get restless. He was tapping his hands and shuffling his feet. Magnus had finished his magazine and was currently bedazzling a shirt with what looked like a small, pink nail gun. Jordan woke Maia up and said something to her. She woke up and they left.

"Should we go after them or something?" Alec asked.

"I wouldn't, I mean, I'm tempted to leave myself. I'm running out of rhinestones." Magnus said dramatically, adding little flourishes with his hands.

They sat for a bit longer.

"That's it! I'm leaving!" Magnus announced. "Do you want to come with me?"

"I would, but Jace and I came in the same-" Alec started.

"Then go give him the car keys and come with me." Magnus said, folding the bright purple shirt up and shoving it in a bag with the pink gun. Alec made a split second decision and went to find Jace.


Magnus's car was actually white and not some bright color like Alec had been expecting. He climbed in the passenger's seat and shut the door. "Where are we going?" He asked when Magnus climbed into the car.

"To get coffee. I am in desperate need of coffee, because Luke, the vampire bastard, refuses to have a meeting at any normal hour of day."

That was one thing that Alec could agree with. He laughed. He was looking forward to this time with Magnus, he was a person who made him feel like there was nothing wrong with the world. And it was simply because he was so happy about everything.

Magnus pulled up to a little building with a sign that said That One Coffee Place. Alec snorted. Magnus turned at looked at him. "This place has the best coffee that you will ever try, so shut up and go inside. Alec obeyed.

Magnus came to their table with two very large cups. He set one down. "Drink." He commanded. Alec took a drink. It burned his tongue, so he blew on it after he swallowed.

"What is it?" He asked Magnus.

"Carmel mocha, and I promise if it is not the best coffee you have ever tasted I will wear absolutely no glitter for a month." Magnus said. Alec could take that offer up.

"Alright, deal." He said. And took another drink, smiling.


I will put the rest of their day out in the next chapter, I'm too tired to type anything else tonight.

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