Disclaimer: Since there is only MI characters in this chapter I will just say that I am not Cassandra Clare.

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Chapter 11 - Second Chance

Clary POV

That night I went to bed nervous with anticipation. No matter what I would tell Jace the truth tomorrow and I hoped he wouldn't hate me for it. It had been almost three years since that night in Alicante, the night I had found out the truth. That was my first chance to tell him tomorrow was my second chance.

I fell into a fitfull slumber but when I finally calmed down I dreamt about Jace. I dreamt about him holding me in his strong warm arms and forgiving me for keeping this secret from him. Right before dream Jace kissed me a loud bang woke me up.

My eyes fluttered open trying to ajust to the dull morning light when a flash of light lit up my room followed by another loud bang. A thunderstorm was raging outside but it didn't crush my mood.

I was still happy from my dream, it seamed like a good omen to me. Then again the storm might possibly be a bad omen. Well then I guess I'm just not meant to know how Jace will take the news until I tell him.

I heard the clatter of dishes coming from the kitchen and that could only mean one thing. Someone was cooking breakfast. I glanced at my clock. The green glowing numbers indicated that it was five-thirty am. Wait a minute five-thirty that was way to early to be up. I didn't feel the least bit tired though so I took a quick shower and got dressed before heading into the kitchen.

Just as I suspected Jace was the only one in there. He was the only person in the house that got up this early and since everyone else was asleep I decided that this would be the perfect time to tell him.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and walked into the kitchen. "Morning Jace." I said in the most normal voice I could manage.

"Hey what are you doing up so early?"

"The storm woke me up and there's something I wanted to tell you."

"What is it that you want to tell me?" He placed some eggs and bacon onto a plate and slid it over to me.

I picked at the food with my fork trying to figure out the best way to tell him. I really should have planned this out. I thought to myself. Were did all my courage from last night go?

I looked up at Jace to find him eating his breakfast. He didn't look like he cared about what I was going to tell him but then again he didn't know what he was about to find out. I had to tell him now before I lost my nerve besides when else was I going to find him alone.

I was just about to talk when he looked up with sad eyes. "Leah broke up with me." He said in a flat voice.

Okay I was not expecting that. "When?" I asked softly.

"This morning. She called me to break up. Said something about imprinting on some guy but I know she's lying." His eyes were glazed over and I felt bad for him at the same time that I was glad Leah was out of the way.

"Well it's her loss. You're a great guy and if she didn't realize that then that's to bad for her." That produced a shadow of a smile from him.

"You're just saying that because you're my sister."

This was it. It was now or never I had to tell him. I took a deep breath.

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JUST KIDDING I'M NOT THAT MEAN

"No I'm saying that because I'm not your sister." I looked up to see his face.

His expression went from surprised to angry to confused. "What!?"

"I said I'm not your sister Jace. We're not related in anyway."

"But how?"

"Valentine lied. He was only my father not yours. Your father your real father was Stephan Herondale. The Inquisitor was your grandmother that's why she sacrificed her life for yours."

He sat still for a while processing his thoughts. "How long have you known?"

"Since the night Valentine died."

Anger flared in his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me before!"

I hung my head not wanting to look at his enraged expression. "I wanted to but I didn't know how you would take it."

"Didn't you think I had the right to know?"

"Yes I…I'm sorry." I looked up again to see him shake his head.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked again in a softer voice.

"I was going to at the party. I was going to tell you when I found you on the steps of the Hall." I paused. I had already told him that he wasn't my brother so I might as well tell him why I didn't tell him before. "Before I got the chance to talk to you, you started dancing with some of the fey at the party and I thought that maybe you had moved on. I thought that you didn't love me anymore."

He was silent.

"Do you…Could you still love me?"

More silence. When he finally looked at me I almost wished that he hadn't. His eyes were full of rage but then I looked closer and saw something else. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on, sadness, confusion, panic? I couldn't figure it out until I heard his vioce.

"Did you really think that?" It was regret that I saw in his eyes.

"Yes." I replied softly looking down again.

He gently lifted my chin with his finger and looked me in the eyes. "Clary I wish you had told me this the minute you found out because then I would have been able to say yes but now I don't know how I feel." His hand dropped from my face. "I just need some time to think." he dropped his gaze and left the kitchen.

I sat there still picking at my untouched food. Isabelle came in and pulled me into a big hug after seeing my expression.

"What's wrong?"

"I told him."

"Then why are you so sad? You wanted to tell him didn't you?"

"Yes but he didn't react the way I thought he would."

"How did he react?"

"He said he needed the think and that if I had told him the night I found out he wouldn't need to think. He would have taken me back but now he's not sure. It's my fault if I had told him before this wouldn't be happening." My vioce cracked at the end and tears started to stream down my cheeks.

Isabelle rocked me gently. "Aw honey it's okay. He probably just needs to figure out how to tell Leah."

I shock my head miserably. "She broke up with him this morning." the tears flowed faster now and I was filled with regret much worse than the regret I had seen in Jace's eyes. All I could do now was wait.


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