Jace left his motorcycle in front of a hotel near by he airport, so if-and most likely when, Valentine would come after them, he would first have to check the hotel through in case they were there.

But Jace had got them a taxi to take them to airport, and he had already arranged tickets for them to next fly to England, where Wayland manor was located to.

Clary had never been to England before, and when Jace had shown her old picture of the manor she had got strange longing feeling for the place. It looked like home she always dreamed about when she was little girl. She really, really wanted to go there and see the place by herself.

They run to the airport when taxi stopped in front of it, Jace leading the way while Clary tried to follow as fast as possible. She had pushed her mother and Morgenstern's out of her mind right now, thinking of them made her only feel sick, and she needed to focus now. But she knew that she won't be able to avoid it forever. She already felt need to lock herself in bathroom and just- No. She had promised Jace she won't... But she couldn't help thinking about it.

Jace took hold of her hand, waking her back to reality.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing.. Nothing, this is all just happening so fast." She said, trying to smile to him.

Jace leaned closer to her, kissing her forehead, "We have 45 minutes, are you hungry?"

Clary nodded a little, "I kinda am."

"Come on." Jace said, leading her to cafeteria.

"Jace, there's something I don't understand."

"What's that?" Jace asked.

Clary took deep breath, "How do we pay all this? I mean- fly to England, our living, everything."

Jace raised eyebrow and pulled her closer, whispering to her ear: "My parents had savings for "rainy days" and they had savings for my future- which Lightwoods kept collecting to me as well while I was still little. Letting alone that I have worked for few years now. I have my own savings. Clary- we could pratically live our lives in there without doing anything for few years. Though I need something to keep me busy time to time- so I'm going to work there. And you, you can do anything you want. There's good chances for you to go study anything, work anywhere. Or just stay home and take it easy."

Clary's eyes got wide, she had known that Jace wasn't exactly any poor guy- but he was actually rich. Like- really rich.

"I.. I will try find job there. I can't just let you pay everything.. It's- it's not fair.. You've already done so much for me."

Jace shook his head, "Clary, I don't want you to think you're in debt to me. I do this because I want to. And if you want to work and make good career because you dream of it and enjoy it- I want you to do it. But if you want to stay home, take it easy and take your time to think what you possibly even want from your life- then I really want you to just stay home and take your time."

"But Jace-"

"No buts. Money doesn't mean anything to me. I know we need it for living but Clary we have enough to survive just fine, and we'll get more when I find job there. It's not necessary for you to stress about it now. Just let me try and make you happy."

Clary was speechless, and Jace used this as his chance to change subject.

"Do you want chicken or tuna sandwich?"

Clary blinked, "What?"

"A sandwich." Jace said, "Chicken or tuna?"

"Chicken.."

Jace nodded, "Go find us a table, I'll bring our food. You take coffee?"

Clary nodded few times and looked around for empty table, finding one from the corner and she went to sit down.

Her stomach grumbled already and her head hurt. She wished that the sandwich would be really big, and she hoped more than anything that she would be able to get some sleep in airplaine while they were going to England.

Jace brought a tray to the table and Clary's eyes got wide. Sure he had got them sandwiches, and coffee, with muffins and cookies.

"Jace?"

"Yep?"

"What's the muffins and cookies for?"

"Dessert." Jace said and handed her a sandwich, which she took eagerly and bite down to it, her stomach grumbling again.

Jace looked at her slightly amused, "You should have say earlier that you're hungry."

Clary blushed, "I.. I wasn't so hungry before."

Jace smiled and took a bite from his food, "I think it's good you eat well. I hate those anorexic princesses. You sure as hell are not going to ever become one of them. I'd hate it if I had to worry about your bones crushing if I hug you."

Clary smiled at that, "Me? Anorexic? Not gonna happen. I love food too much."

Jace looked pleased at that. She was secretly thankful for that Jace thought this way- otherwise she would have probably feel nervous of eating in his company, considering Jace had absolutely perfect body.

Well that thought made her suddenly less hungry, and she put down her half eaten sandwich.

Jace seemed to sense her sudden mood chance and he frowned, "What is it? Does it taste bad?"

"N-no.. " Clary shook her head and took sip of her coffee, then she put her "I'm fine" smile on her face. "I just needed to have something to drink. It felt little dry."

Jace didn't seem too convinced, "I can go get you juice or something with it if you want."

"No, no... It's good like this." She said and took another bite, just to keep Jace from fussing more over her.

Jace kept an eye on her until she had finished her sandwich. She felt full now, and she really wished that Jace wouldn't have brought those muffins and cookies- which he of course pushed closer to her now.

She shook her head, "I'm fine now. Thank you."

Jace narrowed his eyes. "What did I just say?"

"A-about what?"

"You're not going to become one of those anorexic princesses, and you sure as hell are not starving yourself. I did see that something made you suddenly want to leave that sandwich as well, and just by the way- your stomach is still grumbling. So what is it that makes you do this?"

Clary looked down to her coffee cup. "I'm just nervous about all this."

"It didn't seem to bother you so much at first."

Clary swallowed, Jace would dig the truth out of her in way or another.

She sighed, "I just.. I mean-"

He reached his hand across the table and took hold of her hand. "Clary, look at me."

She did. She was always so compelled to do what he asked.

"What's wrong? And I don't mean just everything that's going on.. "

"It's just.. You're always so perfect. I- it kinda makes me feel stupid. I- I don't ever look so good.. I'm terribly lazy and I u-usually like to eat well.. I just- "

"Shh." Jace got up and pulled her to stand up. Then he walked over and sat down to her place, pulling her to sit on his lap.

Then he took a chocolate muffin and broke a piece of it, feeding it to her: "I've seen those girls who are think like stick, and to be honest it makes sick. I don't find them attractive. I find them pitiful. And I really hate to worry about that will their bones truly crush if I hold them tight. I don't mind that if you gain weight, you should- actually. You're pale, paler than you was when I met you. And you're getting so small I will soon have hard time find you if I take you to a walk in park. You'd disappear behind trees. As long as you feel good, you're perfect for me."

Clary blushed, licking her lips. "That was good."

Jace smiled and held the muffin for her to take a bite, and she did. She felt suddenly much better, and it sure was yummy muffin as well.

"Jace, wait, wait.." She shook her head, trying not to laugh and took a sip from her coffee, now truly needing something to wash everything down.

He kept feeding her with another muffin, until she took a cookie from plate and held it for him.

He opened his mouth and she feed it to him. He nipped her fingers lightly, causing her jump a little and giggle then.

"Heeey, that wasn't nice."

He shrugged, "Well I had to test are you as sweet as you seem."

Clary blushed and buried her face to his shoulder, "Shush!"

Jace rubbed her back soothingly for while, then she felt him tense.

"Clary... Don't look behind you." he whispered, taking off his jacket and put it on her, hiding her hair under the hood.

They stood up and he lead her out of cafeteria.

"Lets go, we will get into our plane soon. We can go through check now. He won't be able to follow us without ticket."

"He?"

"Valentine's here."

Clary sucked her breath in.

"Just keep walking, he haven't seen us yet and after we go through the check- he won't be able to come there."

"O-okay.."

Jace looked over his shoulder, his eyes searching.

"I lost him.."

Clary was about to look back but he turned her around and pushed her forward. He pushed her to security check and she went through it, waiting for him.

"Wayland!"

Clary's heart stopped, Valentine was hurrying towards them.

Jace got through the check just in time when guards stopped Valentine, asking him to wait his turn in line.

"Go.. Go! He can pay his way through if he wants."

Clary hurried through the hall when she heard screams behind. Jace didn't let her look back, he just kept telling her to keep going, and she did.

When she got in plane, she turned back to look at Jace, who wasn't behind her anymore.

"Jace? Jace?!"

"Is something wrong?" Nice looking little older lady who had come in after her asked.

"Uhm.. Did you see a blonde boy?"

"Yes, he went back to the check. I think was saying he forgot something in there."

Clary's heart froze, and at the same moment- she heard several gunshots.

Jace! Valentine was here for him... Oh god, please let Jace be alright.

The doors were closing.

"No, wait! Jace hasn't come in yet!"

"Most travelers have not, but this is for security. Doors will be opened when situation is over."

Clary sat down, burying her face to her hands, tears streaming down her face.

Not again! She couldn't lose Jace again. She simply couldn't.

"Well, well. That was one hell of a show" A male voice said. "And you- sobbing sweetheart, are on my place."

Clary sniffed, looking up to see black haired man who- wore make up?

"I- I'm sorry.." Clary mutered and got up.

"Well I can't say it's pleasure to meet you sweetheart since you're sobbing so dramatically, but I'm Magnus Bane. And that you- I take it, are with that hot golden piece of meat that run around saving others lives from the maniac over there."

Clary was speechless.

"Hello? Earth to sweetheart, what's ya name? And who's that golden boy?"

"H-he's Jace.."

"Jace... I like that. And you are?"

"C-Clary.."

"Nice name, I was already worrying your name would be something boring. It would have broke my heart if you had boring name."

Clary blinked, too confused to even cry anymore.

Who was this guy? Well okay- Magnus Bane, but... Was he serious?

"Anyway, since you obviously got nothing better to do than sob hysterically over your hero boyfriend, you can keep me company." Magnus said and sat down.

"o-okay.."

Magnus smiled teasingly, "Is he good?"

"What?"

"That Jace, is he good in bed?"

Clary blushed bright red, "I- I wouldn't k-know.."

"Ahaa, but I think you will find that out soon, won't you? Heck, I would if I was you my girl, he looks like he's real deal. Sorry sweetheart but you gotta learn to share that eyecandy for looks. Watch no Touch. He's just too damn sexy not to be looked at."

"H-he probably is..." Clary said quietly, wishing she wouldn't blush so hard.

Magnus frowned, "Are you still so shocked, or are you nervous because of me?"

"What?"

"You're stuttering sweetheart."

Clary swallowed.. "I'm.. Worried."

"Well of course. I'd be worried if my boyfriend was that hot and run around saving others but not me."

"He- never mind."

"Oh no, tell me. I'd love to hear more of him. Does he have brother by any chance?"

Okay.. He's gay.

"Uhm... Yeah, sort of."

"Sort of?"

"A-adopted brother."

Magnus sighed, "Damn it. I so liked his hair.. So what kind of guy his brother is?"

Clary would have never guessed that she would ever have a conversation about Alec with strange gay guy, since she hardly even knew Alec. Oh well- but here she was, finding herself answering list of questions Magnus kept fairing to her.

Finally the doors opened again and Clary stood up, her eyes searching for Jace.

He didn't come in with others, and there were only very few seats anymore left. Doors would close soon...

Magnus took hold of her wrist, "Don't go there sweetheart. He will come."

"How can you know that?!"

Magnus seemed to get serious for once, "I know things. And I know for sure that your Jace will go through a diamond walls to come back to you. Count on it."

"Wait! Here is still one."

One of security guards was helping Jace to stay on his feet. "He will need medical care. Band-aids at least. He got quite beaten."

Jace was barely conscious, but his golden eyes were searching people around him.

Magnus's hold loosened and Clary run to Jace.

He was beaten, he had bloody bruises on his arms, few scratches on his cheek and one little bigger, nasty looking scratch near to his hairline, but he smiled when he saw her, wrapping his arms around her.

"Clary.. "

"Are you alright?! I was so worried... Why you went back?"

"I'll live.. I just couldn't leave all those people face him.. I distracted him outside. Security called police.. Valentine's going jail.." Jace said, and then he fell unconscious.

"Jace?!" Clary tried to hold him, but he was too heavy for her o hold up alone.

Magnus came behind her and said: "Let me help you with your nommy boyfriend, he doesn't look too well to me right now, and I even like all sweaty and bloody hero styles sometimes. Makes it hot..." Then he noticed Clary's glaring look and his expression got softer while he helped Clary to get Jace down to chair and get the chair in sleeping position. "I go find first-aid kit." He said, and Clary just nodded, stroking Jace's hair tenderly. "You will be fine.. I swear you will.. I will take care of you this time. This time- I won't let you down."