My knee wouldn't stop bouncing up and down and I couldn't stop biting my nails. Jace put his hand on my knee and took my hand away from my mouth. I tried to smile at him, but I was too nervous. Jace was supposed to get his boot off and the doctor would evaluate his leg and tell us what the long-term repercussions of the injury were.

I didn't want to be nervous, I wanted to look like I had everything under control, but I just really wanted everything to be okay. Jace didn't know that I could tell he had been in pain more than usual. His whole proposal was a stupid idea, not that I was complaining, but I knew he was in a lot of pain after that day.

"Hey, calm down," Jace said from the seat next to me. "Everything is going to be fine."

"I know," I said a little too quickly. "I'm not nervous. Why would think that I'm nervous?"

"Maybe because you have chewed your nails down to nothing and you haven't been able to sit still the entire time we've been here."

"I'm sorry." I looked down at my lap and took a deep breath. "I just want you to be okay. What if the doctor says you won't be able to have a professional career?"

"I'll be fine, Clary." He cupped my cheek and ran his thumb along my cheekbone. "I got to go on tour for a short time and I got to live my dream. To be honest, none of it matters because we were apart for so long. I realized that you were my dream and I don't need to be a professional surfer. We have the shop and each other and that's all I need."

"How do you always know the right thing to say?" He smirked and dipped his head to kiss me. The door opened and Jace was called back. He took my hand and pulled me along with him.

I followed Jace into the exam room and sat down in the chair in the corner while Jace sat down on the table. Without Jace to distract me, I went back to chewing on my nails until the doctor walked in.

"How is the leg feeling, Jace," Dr. Carstairs asked as he was reading Jace's chart and sat down at the desk.

"It feels alright," Jace replied and shrugged. "It stills cause some pain every now and then, but other than that, I'm just ready to get out of this boot."

"Well, I hope I can give you good news today." The doctor went back to reading the chart and writing things down before saying anything further. "Okay, let's go take some X-rays and then we'll be able to further examine the situation."

Jace followed the doctor out of the room while I was left sitting in the room. I had to tell myself that everything was going to be okay. Jace was strong and if there was something wrong, we would get through it. I looked down at the ring on my finger and smiled, just like every time I looked at it. The day Jace asked me to marry him was the best day of my life. I knew I shouldn't have let him go out on the water, but the look in his eyes convinced me to just let him do what he was going to do and I was glad I did.

Jace and the doctor finally came back in the room about twenty minutes later and I perked up to listen to what the doctor had to say. I moved to stand next to Jace and he took my hand in his running his thumb along my knuckles.

"Okay," Dr. Carstairs began as he put the X-rays on the lights to look at them. "Well, the bone has healed nicely, but I'm seeing a lot of scar tissue built up around the break. It shouldn't be a problem, but you're going to need surgery eventually to remove the scar tissue."

I squeezed Jace's hand before asking the important question. "He can still surf, right," I asked hoping I wasn't going to get a terrible answer.

"Yes, but you'll need to go through physical therapy to get your skill level back to normal."

"See, pretty girl," Jace said as he raised his head to face me. "I told you everything would be okay."

"However, I think you should have the surgery sooner rather than later, which means your professional career will be on hold." He glanced back at Jace's chart and X-rays. "Other than that, you're good to go. Take the boot off and make sure you take it easy for a few days. Don't go straight back into everything you used to do."

Jace shook the doctors hand and I did as well before we walked out of the doctor's office, sans boot. When we got to the Jeep, Jace held out his hand for the keys and I couldn't deny him. He had been waiting six weeks to drive and I wasn't going to tell him he couldn't. Jace had the dopiest grin on his face and he looked so happy. All I could think about was the fact that the doctor had said Jace wasn't going to be pro for a while, if ever.

"Talk to me, Cali," I said as I grabbed his hand in both of mine. "What's going on in that mind of yours?"

"I'm fine," he said like he had been saying every time I asked him how he was feeling for the past six weeks. "Really, honestly, it sucks that I might not be pro again, but like I said, I'll get over it. I have so much more in my life to look forward to."

I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'm proud of you. I hope you know that and I will always be proud of you, no matter what you do."

"Thanks, pretty girl. I love you."

"Hey, I love you, too. We should get married." Jace chuckled and brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed my ring. He liked having his ring on my finger. I started thinking about the wedding. We had been engaged for three and a half weeks and Isabelle was going to plan our wedding. After Mom's wedding, she quit her job at the hotel and started her own event planning business and she was doing great. She had already booked a few weddings and some other events. Jace and I had yet to set a date and we were going out that night to celebrate with Isabelle and Alec since we had all been busy until then. I knew Isabelle was going to want a date, but we were taking our time. We didn't need to be married right away because we basically were married anyway. We lived together, worked together, ate together and surfed together.

I noticed that Jace wasn't driving toward our house or the shop and I leaned forward to see where we were going. After a few seconds, I knew exactly where we were.

"Jace, why are we going to Black Rock," I asked hoping he would prove my suspicions wrong.

"I want to jump," he said matter-of-factly.

"Are you insane?" I let go of his hand and turned to face him while he drove. "You do realize that you just got your boot off and were told you're going to need surgery eventually, right? Do you want to ruin your leg forever? What happened to you wanting to be able to play with our kids and teach them how to surf?"

"Calm down, I'm going to be fine." He pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car. I sat there with my arms crossed over my chest in defiance. I wasn't going to support this. It was bad enough I let him out in the water when he had his boot on and I wouldn't stand by and watch him ruin his future. "You're not going to come?"

"No and you shouldn't either." I pleaded to him through the open window on my side. "Please, don't do this. You heard the doctor. You're supposed to ease back into things and this is going full throttle without a care in the world."

"Well, I never was one to listen to authority." He shrugged and leaned his head through the window. "Please, come with me."

"I'm sorry, this is one thing I can't do with you. If you go jump off of that cliff, I won't stand by and watch you do it."

He leaned further into the window and tried to kiss me, but I turned my head so he caught my cheek. He pulled away and whispered, "I'm sorry," before turning and walking away. I sat in my seat frozen, not believing what had just happened.

I hopped out of the car and slammed the door. I wouldn't leave Jace without a car. As mad as I was, I knew he wouldn't be able to walk home on his leg, so I started walking. We didn't live too far, so it only took me about ten minutes to get home.

When I walked through the door, I slammed it shut, my temper still not cooled, and flopped onto the couch. I sent Alec a text explaining what was going on and pleading with him to go to Black Rock and convince Jace not to jump. Alec's shack was just down the beach and I hoped he would get there in time or at least make him see reason. Alec told me he would try everything he could.

My next step was to call Isabelle and vent to her about how stupid Jace was being. We came to the conclusion that Jace wasn't as okay with his professional career being over as he said he was. I didn't care what his reasons were, he was being stupid and I couldn't wait to tell him that.

After thirty minutes of sitting on the couch and waiting for Jace to get home, I decided I couldn't just sit there, so I got up and started making spam fried rice, my ultimate comfort food. When I finished with the rice, I had been home for almost two hours and Jace still wasn't home. I cut up a mango and sat down to eat just as the front door swung open and Jace was pushed inside with Alec behind him. Alec tossed my keys on the table and came inside, grabbing a beer from the fridge. He plopped down on the couch and took a long swig as Jace and I had a major stare down.

"Alec, thank you for bringing him home, but it you don't want to see me rip Jace's head off, I suggest you leave," I said in the calmest voice I could muster. Alec nodded and walked out the door, taking his beer with him. As soon as the door closed, I went off. "Are you out of your freaking mind?" Jace sighed and moved to the couch. I stayed standing because I wanted to feel taller than him for once as I reprimanded him. "I have been worried sick for hours thinking that you hurt your leg or worse and you just had to jump off the damn cliff. Was it worth it, Jace? Do you feel better now that you've done something so stupid? Do you feel better now that you've scared me half to death? I never want to get another call saying you're hurt. Do you hear me? That was one of the worst moments of my life because you were twelve hours away and I couldn't help you. I couldn't get to you, Jace. I know that what we do is dangerous and we're going to get hurt, but I sure as hell don't go looking to get hurt and that's exactly what you did today." I huffed out a breath as I finished my rant and Jace leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees, not looking at me.

"I didn't jump," he whispered almost quiet enough that I couldn't hear him.

"What was that?" I took a step closer to the couch, but remained standing.

"I didn't jump. You were right. I got to the top and I was looking down at the water and I just couldn't do it. My leg was throbbing from the climb and I knew it was just going to hurt worse when I hit the water, so I turned around and climbed back down. When I got up to the beach, Alec was running toward me, yelling that you were pissed, so he took me to the bar and we had a few beers. I'm so sorry, Clary."

Jace lowered his head to his hands and I finally sat down next to him, rubbing soothing circles on his back. He took deep breaths and I stayed quiet as he worked out his issues in his head.

"Honey, you need to talk to me," I whispered as I rested my head on his shoulder. "What was this all about?"

"I didn't think it would matter." He lifted his head and turned to face me. I continued to run my hand up and down his spine while my other hand held his. "I kept telling myself that it would be okay if I couldn't be pro anymore. I kept telling myself that two months was enough, but that was before it was being decided for me. I decided a long time ago that I probably wasn't going to be pro anymore and I was okay with that because it was my decision. As soon as the doctor said it wasn't an option, I cared again."

"Why didn't you just tell me that? I completely understand. I went through the same thing after my injury. I had to make it my decision not to go back because having someone else decide it for me sucked." He nodded and I ran my hand through his hair. "Why did you want to jump off of Black Rock?"

"I wanted to do something that I used to be able to do without thinking about it. It was stupid and I know that now."

"I promise that we will get you back to normal. You will jump off of Black Rock and you will surf, but you need to talk to me and not do anything stupid." He chuckled and nodded before I kissed him lightly on the lips. He looked at the table and noticed the food I was going to eat.

"Is that a mango?" I rolled my eyes as he went to pick it up off the table. "I knew you liked them, too. They're delicious."

"You're so weird." Jace leaned back into the couch before throwing an arm around my shoulder and I curled into his side. He alternated between taking a bite of the mango and giving me a bite.

"Yeah, but I'm your weird and you're so lucky."

"That could be debated." Jace squeezed my side and I yelped. "I'm just kidding. I'm the luckiest girl in the world."

Thanks for reading! I hope you are continuing to enjoy the story. I have no idea how many more chapters I have in me for this fic, but I don't even want to think about ending it right now because I love it so much. Please let me know what you think and leave me a review! :)