I hope I updated fast enough to make you all not mad about the cliffhanger. Thank you all for helping me get over the little bump. I know it was stupid but it made it hard to write so I needed to get some help. Thank you, some of the ones that really helped me A few quests, BreakThisSpell666, V.I.D Vishii, panemsbest, shadowhunterprincess, ploiuiu, And tons of others I just want to get this up so I can update.

Also, the mood really changes but I think it is ok. I'm thinking of another story, So if I don't pick you to beta this story I have another that you might be able to. The Clace is for all of you but inspired by ThatHippieChick

Izzy'z POV:

Why the hell had Clary not responded! It has been two fucking hours, I'm going insane. I want to give Clary her space, but I told her to text me and she hasn't texted me! Next time I see that girls I'm going to tear her throat out. I have been pacing the kitchen for thirty minutes. My nerves were strung out and fried. Alec and Jace, I think, went to the park to play one on one soccer. I started to hyperventilate. Clary needed to respond! I was calling Clary on the phone for like the 100th time this hour, "Clary, Fucking Respond or I swear to god I will hunt you down and personally tear your head off!"

After that little tantrum I threw my phone directly at the ground. I could feel tears starting to make rivers down my face. I was going to pull that girl apart limb by limb! After I decided that I was going to rip her apart my knees buckled. I was going to hit the ground, but strong arms caught me. Jace and Alec must be back. Right after I felt secure I just broke, I couldn't take it anymore. At first I was anxious, than I was scared, than I was just agitated and angry. But I guess the anger was just to distract me. I started bawling, I couldn't take. The only person that would put up with my shit and my brothers shit. My first friend that I can remember that hasn't used me for my brothers or for my closet or my family's money. I couldn't lose her, especially when it would be my fault. I made her go to the party, I made her go the back way with me, I was the one who rebelled and made the boys shift there focus. They key word in all of that, 'I'. I needed Clary, we all needed Clary.

I opened my eyes only to see Jace sitting next to me, kinda under me. He was the one who caught me, but he had to let go! He had eyes full of concern, this reminded me of a year after we adopted Jace. He would have nightmares and seizure. I always was in the room next to him, so I could hear him. I would always go in and hold him down. He'd fight me, I got some nasty bruises thanks to that, than he would end up shaking and crying in my 'arms'. That was the only time I had ever seen Jace cry. Jace was popular I wanted to be like him in every way, even though I would never admit this, I always looked up to my brothers wanted to be like them. The first time you see your role model break, so do you. A little part of you just breaks away, a part you can never get back. It is an indescribable pain, a pain that no one could know about because you look up to your role model because you know what they do in there spare time. You know everything good and bad that they have done, yet you still look up to them. They are just perfect in your eyes, destructible.

Jace's POV:

Alec and I had just had a very intense workout session. We played a full game of soccer, one on one. Than we ran a mile, than ran home. I had a good time. I told Alec I was going to go get a glass of water, he said he was going to go shower and change. I was just about to open the door when I hear Izzy's crazed voice. Izzy is just flat out scary in this mood. I feel bad for the one who had to suffer her wrath. "Clary, Fucking Respond or I swear to go I will hunt you down and personally tear your head off!" Izzy screamed. I heard a thud against the wall that was probably her phone. Izzy sounded like she was in hysteric. That must have been how I sounded when when she came into my room's when I had my 'fits'. Those were the scariest moments of my life, so far. It was worse than when it really happened, because you just relive the even over and over.

I shoved the door open only to see Izzy on her way to the floor. I dropped my soccer bag and ran to catch her. Even though Izzy and I always fight, we were still family. We cared more than anything for each other. I got to her and she just started bawling. It broke my heart to see the invisible Izzy just break, just like that. She started to pound on my chest, "Let me go." she yelled. I just squeezed her closer to me. After repeating that process for a while, she finally figured it out that I wasn't letting her go. She just leaned into my embrace and shook and cried her heart out. I have never been the best in this type of situation. But I decided that since she looked as delicate as a baby, to try to comfort her like a baby. I just kinda rocked her and told her it would be ok.

She finally recollected herself and scooted away from me. "What happened?" I asked. She took a moment as if trying to decide what to tell me. After a long breath she told me, "Earlier when Clary left I told her to text me when she cleared her house. Because she said her mom sounded off, and we have both been feeling watched. We are pretty sure it is Sebation and Raphael. But she hasn't texted me!" At that I could feel her pain, the fear and anxiety. "Well how about we go see if she is ok, I'll drive us over." Izzy's car had been taken away, so had mine. They were more like getting fixed up. Alec preferred me to drive his car, if it was between Izzy and I. I said it in the most relaxing tone, but I was also starting to freak out.

I wrote a note and put it on the counter so Alec would know where we and his car went. Than we both bolted out of the door, and jumped into the car. It felt like the car ride too Clary's house took forever. Once we finally pulled up, nothing looked out of place. Something just accoutered to me, "Izzy how are we going to get in?" I looked over at her. You could tell from a mile away that she was still panicking. Her eyes bulged out of her head, as to say that she hadn't thought about it ether than they softened. Without a word she walked over to the garage, and typed in a code. Than gave me a devilish smile. Clary's car was the only on in there. That told us two things: 1. She was here and 2. Her parents weren't. I looked up only to see Izzy already opening the door to get in. "You get upstairs and I will get downstairs." Izzy said. I nodded my head and looked for the stairs. They weren't that hard to find, they were in the middle of the house. I went upstairs, the first door was on the right I slowly opened it only to find a few bean bags and a multiple headed lamp. But no Clary. I looked at the next door on the other side of the hall. This must have been her moms room, it had a big bed on it and two doors on the other side of the room, they looked like they lead into the bathroom or a closet. I decided against going into their room. The next two doors were just closets with boxes. I was at the next room. I pushed open the door hoping that I would find a certain red beauty, but I didn't. I found what I think was her room. Her bed was unmade and her room was a mess. It looked like Izzy was here. I shook my head, and I thought boys were suppose to be the messy ones. I shut her door and went into the kitchen to meet Izzy.

I started eating an apple I found when Izzy came in "Nothing?" she said exasperated. "nothing." I confirmed. "Urgg..." Izzy screamed than attempted to sit down, but ended up with her but on the floor. "What happened?" Izzy gave me a confused glance, "Are you sure you checked everywhere?" She said. "Yeah," I said cautiously. She gave me a look, than told me to call Clary on her phone. I called and we found the phone was under the cabinets in the kitchen. That gave me an idea, I don't know where it came from, but I had it. I remembered something from the last girl who lived here, of course I spent like one night here and I faintly remembered her telling me about a secret room in the basement. I grabbed Clary's phone and dialed my number. I tied her phone to some string, and put it on speaker. I put it in the vent in the kitchen. I sent the phone down the slot. It went down, than ran into another vent. But I guess the vent wasn't that stuck so the vent just completely fell off. I held the phone down and started to talk into mine, "Clary?" Than someone said "What the hell are you doing Jace?" dammit I had forgotten that Izzy was with me. I dropped the phone, and the call had ended.

I told Izzy what I was doing, than she nodded her head. Than I tried calling and calling the phone that just fell down. Nothing, but I was going to keep trying.

Clary's POV:

Ouch! My head hurt so much, it was like someone had dented my head. What the hell did Izzy do to me. Who the hell was calling me, everyone knew I loved my sleep! I tried to grab my phone and throw it against the wall when I relised my hands were bound, to a chair. So were my legs. My head was still in a fog and the buzzing was not helping. If you knew me well you would know that I have a superpower to shut anything up that is annoying me. Inanimate objects that is, with animate objects I was just hopeless.

I jumped in my chair and pulled it over to the phone. I was just about to think of some amazing way to silence it with my toe, when my chair fell over. Great. Lucky that woke me up. I looked around I was in the basement, Izzy should be able to find me. But than once again slowly remembering things I relised that the basement was a hidden room. You had to go behind a bookcase by the stairs to get down here. I stuck my tongue out and pressed the answer button, I guess this person didn't know that I had answered. "Call again." I heard Izzy's voice say. "Izzy I'm not calling again, I have already called fifty times. It's not going to work." They were too loud for me, I mean I was just unconscious for who knows how long, I did not want the loud noises, so I yelled at them. Because in my mind that is the solution. "Shut up and lower your voices or when I get out of here I will tear you your voice box and take your shoes, Izzy and tear your adams apple out and paint your room, Jace!" That shut them up for a minute.

"CLaRy!" Izzy screamed so much for the warning, "Where the hell are you?" I rolled my eyes and decided just to give her directions, and tell her to bring me food. I was starving. "Grab an apple from the bowl in the kitchen." I said "Than go over to the bookcase by the stairs." I heard shuffling upstairs. "Okay." "Find the button on the side of the bookcase. Press it." I heard the bookcase opening. "Now go down the stairs." I heard a little bit of bickering than heard "Wow are we sure you aren't trying to kill us?" An arrogant asshat said. Oh boy my favorite. "Why would I want to kill you, I mean when I could just capture you and keep your for myself." I said to please his ego. "You have no idea how many girls have said that in a serious tone." I had to give him a little chuckle. I could see the overly attached girlfriend group charging after him.

After that thought I saw a light coming from the hallway. When they got downstairs I told them that the light switch was on the wall right after the stairs. Once the lights came on I could see both of there eye's pop out like in a cartoon, but if it was a competition than I would have to say Jace won. That made something inside of me flutter a little bit. They both walked over to me, Jace came and picked the chair up from the ground and got to work on my bindings. "What happened?" Izzy asked. "I don't exactly remember. Izzy, did you bring the apple?" She directed her gaze to the one who was behind me, "Yeah, about that. He ate it." She said pointing a perfectly manicured finger at Jace. "I would be glaring at you but I can't really look at you since you are behind me so, mental glare." "Ow, stop please." He begged, I just smiled and turned my attention away from him. I would have forgot about him if I didn't keep getting shocked every time he accidentally touched my hands. They must have gone to boy scout's to learn how to do such a good knot.

Five minutes later, I was untied and we all headed upstairs. "What do you think they wanted." Izzy asked with a cautious tone, "And why didn't they kill you?" Jace added. Izzy gave him a glare that could kill, it totally beat my 'mental glare'. He put his hands up I surrender, "What it's a good question." I was about to answer when I felt something scratch in my bra. I don't remember putting anything there. I put my hand in my bra to grab it out, only to be caught. Jace and Izzy both giving me a questioning look, Jace's looked like it contained something besides curiosity. I pulled out a folded piece of paper. I unfolded it and read it.

Tell anyone, and you, your black haired friend, her family, your family, and everyone else you care about will end up just like you. Except they will end up starving to death, or dehydration and won't have a chance of being saved.

-Your best friends

Well that answers one question. I read it to Izzy and Jace. We may have proof but I'm pretty sure these guys won't stop until they get what they want. Plus I feel like they can hide from the police long enough to get at least three people and starve them.

An hour later Jace had ended up in my living room watching TV, and Izzy was constantly asking if I was okay. "Izzy I'm fine, for the last time, I'm fine!" I said while holding her biceps, or should be biceps. "I can stay longer if you want?" She suggested. "Where are you going anyways? Jace doesn't look like he's going to move unless he needs more snacks, and I don't think ether of us can move him." I told her. She took a deep breath. "I'm going on a date, with a guy that I have been talking to online for a long time. We are going to Taki's." I gave her a big smile "Go then!" I said pushing her out of the door. "I'm leaving Jace here to watch you though, when I get back we will talk to our parents about having you just stay at our house." I was going to add to her story, but she left no time to argue. She grabbed her bag, keys, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and ran outside.

Ok, so now I was stuck with Jace, nice. I squished my lips to the left side of my face while thinking about what I was going to do until she got back. I might as well not make it more wired than it already would be, so I went in to see what he was watching. I got in the living room just to find Jace watching Ridiculousness. I sat down on the opposite side of the couch from him. "Where did Izzy go?" he asked in a bored tone. "On a date, she left you to babysit." I said in an equal tone. After a few minutes of silence I couldn't take it anymore, not the silence but we were watching the very first one. That one has had so many reruns. "Have you not seen any of these? Or can we watch the new one?" He gave me a look as if to say, you watch Ridiculousness. "Give me the remote, then I can change it." He stared at me knowing that if he gave me the remote it was almost as if giving up his power. If I had the remote I could change it so we were watching something like 'The Notebook'. "Just tell me what to do and I will." he said, this was war. But he probably didn't know what he started. "There is a password on the TV, my mom doesn't want anyone to know it." I said my eyes narrowing. "I'm not anyone."He said confirming the fight.

I pounced on him, and could tell that he was not expecting it by how long it took him to react. I had the remote in my small little hands, but he violently ripped it out and shield it. I had thrown a few meaningless punches that couldn't hurt a feather, and he had done the dame. I had is arms pinned down with my knees and got the remote in my grips, I had hope in my eyes and than it was ripped out of my hands and thrown across the room. We both scrambled to get it. I almost had it in my grasps, when Jace grabbed my ankle and dragged me behind him pulling up my shirt in the process. But the fight was on, he was not going to win. I noticed he wasn't wearing shoes so I started to rub my fingernail against the arch of his foot. He had a little spasm, showing that he wasn't expecting that card to be pulled. Once again the remote was thrown to the opposite side of the room. One of the few quirks of being small is I was really fast, so I quickly scurried over to the other side of the room and took hold of the remote. I pushed it against the inside of my torso and rolled into a ball. I had just enough time to go armadillo when Jace pounced on me. I could tell that he didn't know how to continue.

"You wouldn't" He threw me a smirk that I swore he had stolen from the devil. Than he started to tickle me everywhere. It started at my stomach than went to feet, neck, than it felt like everywhere was ticklish. I was laughing so hard, I could feel abs starting to form. "Trues! Truce!" I screamed above my laughter. He let me sit up and shake hand with him. We got back up on the couch, I started another show while he made some popcorn. We had a little fight to where the popcorn should sit, than finally I gave in and sat side by side with Jace, the popcorn on his lap. We laughed thought the whole show. By the end we had ended up throwing popcorn into each others mouths, because we had both seen the show before.

Izzy still hadn't showed up by the time the show was over, and I wasn't in the mood to just have a heart to heart with Jace. I could tell that I felt something with him, but we were having fun and I didn't want to ruin that. He suggested that we go kick the ball around, so we did. Once again getting bored with the normal 'pass' we decided to test each others skills. We were drop kicking, shooting at full force, and just flat out showing off at this point. Jace did this weird juggle the ball handstand jungle kick thing. I'm pretty sure that it had nothing to do with a jungle, but he looked like an ape while doing it so I added the jungle into it. The first three times he had failed horribly at kicking it, the fourth time it went into my next door neighbors top floor window. I'm pretty sure if it was any stronger it would have broken the window. We both kinda went and hid under my porch.

The lady came out screaming, and being the good little girl I was went over to apologize. Jace was behind me but he never took the smirk off of his face. The lady loved how I took blame for my actions, so she invited me inside. I walked inside only to be greeted by the stereotypical grandma house. She had floral wallpaper and old furniture everywhere. She brought me into the kitchen and I was greeted by an amazing smell of fresh chocolate chip cookies. "I cooked way to much, I was wondering if you could help me get rid of them." She asked in the cutest little voice. She sat me down and gave me a glass of milk. Jace sat down next to me, she gave him a not too friendly look. She brought over a huge batch of cookies, and tole me to dig in. Jace hungrily tried to grab one, but she swatted his hand away with a cane that came out of nowhere. I told her I had to get home, so she bagged up the cookies and gave me a big kiss on my cheek. I turned a deep shade of red, and she stopped me right before we left "Don't change into him." She said jerking her head over to Jace who was waiting for me at the end of her driveway. "We need more young people like you." She said and handed over the soccer ball. I walked out of the house with one soccer ball, about three dozen cookies, and a burning red face.

Back inside my house, Jace dove into a dozen of the cookies. I just shook my head at him, why does he have to be that way. I was staring at him while he ate. The way his muscles moved, and the way that his eyes rolled back in delight when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." I said in a mocking tone. "Mhmh.." Jace said. Rolling my eyes I opened the door to find Izzy. "Look's like you haven't killed him yet, that's good." She said. I just started to walk away, when she caught my arm, "Pack some stuff, you are practically moving in with us until your mom gets back." She said a little to excitedly. "And you," I pointed to her, "Don't let Jace eat all of the cookies."

I ran upstairs, pulled out a suitcase, and started packing. I couldn't stop thinking about how much fun me and Jace had today. I was happy to be 'living' with the Lightwoods for awhile. All the time I will be spending with Izzy, but I couldn't stop and hope that I could also spend some time with Jace. And with that I went downstairs, "I'm ready." But my words meant nothing. "Clary Izzy won't let me have anymore cookies." Jace wined. I went over and patted Izzy on the head, "Good job." She smiled in response. I shoved the cookies into my purse and Jace started to pout. "If you stop pouting I will let you ride with me in the mustang." I told him. Ever since the day after the party I could see the desire and jealousy, whenever he saw me with my car. This perked him up. Rolling my eyes again I told Izzy I would meet her at her house. And we set off.

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