Hey everyone! Happy holidays! Merry Christmas, or a belated Happy Hanukkah! I should be updating more often since one of my stories has been put on hiatus due to a depressing lack of reviews, but it is a good thing because now I have more time for all of you! Okay, so I promised a friend I would do this, so here it is. If you have Instagram and you like art (or if you don't) there is an account called Thepaintingspot (and they post more than just paintings!) so you should check them out, a few of my paintings are on there, I'm just not tagged because I let my friend say they were hers. So totally follow them, or my friend just might kill me and then you won't get any more updates. Okay, I'm done now, I really hope you liked it, I tried my best with this chapter. (BTW I skipped the battle between M2 and Clary because I was happy and I wanted to write more fluff.) Enjoy!

"If you ever do that again I will literally drown you in the Styx!" Alec was scolding me while pressing the now blood soaked towel down onto my abdomen.

M2 had hurt me pretty bad during our fight before I killed her, shoving her short sword straight through my midsection. She had luckily missed anything important though, so that was a positive.

I had stumbled out of the now open ring and had fallen on the ground, my wound gushing blood out into the floor, and Imogen, caring as always, had told me two things. One, "Don't get your blood on my floor! Come on Clary!" and two, "Walk it off!"

I particularly liked the second one, and I told her that I, "Can't walk it off or I'll bleed out!"

She had just grumbled and told the boys to carry me back to our dorm so she could clean up her room. So kind of her.

And then, once we had gotten to the dorm, which Jon was still in, and I had been set down on the ground after he had had a older brother freakout about me being this hurt, I had stripped off my shirt so I was laying in ripped black jeans and a sports bra. That had honestly been hilarious, because Jon had freaked out again. "No boy who is not gay or your brother is able to be in here when you are practically naked! Especially not your boyfriend!" was exactly what he had shrieked, scaring the life out of Jace. So then Jace was gone, and Alec was trying to stop the bleeding while I was clutching the towel and laughing, which made me bleed even more, while Jon was pacing around with an old spell book in his hand, furiously trying to find a healing spell for me.

Now you are all caught up.

"Ugh!" Jon shouted, chucking the book against the wall in anger. "There is nothing helpful in that entire book!"

"Bro. You just threw an ancient, priceless book at the wall. Great job," Alec stated dryly, glaring at Jon for messing up Magnus' book (who I suspected strongly Alec had a crush on).

I laughed some more, which caused Alec to direct his glare at me as he got a new towel.

"How are you able to laugh. You should be passed out from blood loss and pain by now!" Alec questioned me.

I tried to shrug lying down, which didn't work, but looked funny.

Then I turned to Jon. "Just hold onto me idiot," I told him.

He did as I asked for once, but looked confused until I raised my hand and snapped my fingers and we both disappeared.

Next thing Jon knew, the two of us were in the cavern that held the Styx and I was bleeding out faster than ever on the banks. "Water. Lots. Now," I managed to grind out from between my teeth as I really began to feel the wound in my abdomen.

Then, on Jons run to the water he tripped and fell, eating a face full of sand, and I laughed harder than I had before in the dorm room.

This time I actually felt it though, and I tried to grab at my stomach to make myself stop, but I really just ended up grabbing my wound. "AHHHHHHHHH!" I let out a throat shaking scream as my fingers dug into my wound. So gross.

Jon slid into the sand next to me and held the pail of water out to me, like he had no idea what to do with it.

I took the bucket from him and chugged the contents, almost instantly beginning to feel the effects of the water in me.

Soon I was mostly healed, just a scar and, somehow, stitches? I don't know how the water made those happen.

Jon grabbed onto my arm and we went back to the dorm room. When I arrived there Jon made me put one of my shorts on before he allowed Jace into the room again. Once Jace was in he immediately came over to my side and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips before finding a spot to lie down next to me on my bed.

I laid my head on his shoulder, and after banishing Jon from our room I made myself more comfortable and fell asleep as the sun went down outside.

Tomorrow was another day, and I am sure it would suck to no end, but for now I was going to enjoy falling asleep with my golden boy next to me and my life finally in place. At least for the moment.

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RING! RING! RINGGGGGGGGGGG! I opened my eyes and went to move to turn off the alarm, but my blocked by another mass next to me in bed. It took me an embarrassingly long time to realize that that mass was in fact Jace, who had fallen asleep soon after I had.

RING! RINGGGGGGGGGGGG!

Lucifer that thing was loud! And it was literally right next to his ear, so how in hell has it not woken him up yet. I shoved him in the shoulder and he still didn't wake up. Then I make a little spark light on my finger and poked him with that, just enough to shock him. Nothing.

At this point I suspected that he was actually awake and was only pretending not to be, but I didn't mind. In fact, I liked it, because it gave me a reason to do this. I touched Jace's shoulder and snapped my finger.

Poof! No more Jace. I had been working on that, on how to teleport only the thing I was touching, so at the moment Jace should be trying to swim out of the River Styx without ingesting too much water.

I reached over to shut the alarm off but Alec beat me to it, having gotten out of bed to shut the incessant ringing.

He slammed his hand down on the button and glared at me through sleepy eyes. "I hope you sent him into the Makar's tower for waking us up with his little game," he spat out.

"Ah, that would have been hilarious, but I did not. I sent him straight into the Styx," I said, managing a wicked little smile as I shielded my eyes from the light.

"Wonderful. Although you might want to set up a bubble for when he comes back soaking and angry," Alec advised me before stripping down to change.

I did as he said, making a little bubble around me that moved as I walked around. I quickly changed into my challenge gear for the friday challenge that was in an hour before sitting down on my bad and waiting.

The door swung open, slamming against the wall and revealing a sopping wet Jace in the doorway. And he looked pissed.

He plastered on a smile and walked toward me to give me a hug, but he was stopped by my bubble.

I magiced up a towel and handed it to him. "You might want to dry off and get changed before the challenge."

He scowled and stuck his tongue out at me but began toweling himself dry and changing.

An hour later we were lined up in the courtyard ready to battle it out for the prize. Piece of cake.

There will only be a few more chapters after this, sorry. Till next time! Bye!