Hey guyssss, so I decided with the help of ICanExplain that I'm going to continue writing the story from where I left off and just rewrite the rest of the chapters on other days. I'm sorry I've kept you guys waiting, but wa-

Stiles: WAIT NO MORE! SHADOW IS BACK

Issac: THE GANG IS BACK GUYS!

Simon: Oh, what a day to be alive

Magnus: Well, everyday is a day to be alive for you and I, since we never die and stuff

Alec: Way to kill the mood, Magnus

Magnus: Heh

Clary: Welllll, get to the story I want to see what happens

Jace: I hope I find Sebastian soon, I'm going to shove my foot so far up his as-

Shadow: WOW OK, let's continue on to the story

Jace POV

"Do you think he's going to wake up anytime soon?" I hear a familiar voice ask.

"Of course he is. This is Jace we're talking about," said a feminine voice, "If he won't wake up for himself, he'll wake up for Clary."

Clary.

Last time I remember being with her was on the roof, where everything with Sebastian happened.

Sebastian.

As I think of him, I squeeze my fists and feel anger course through my vains. I suddenly hear the voices speaking together at once. All I could recognize from their mumbled mess of voices is, "he's moving"

What? it's not like I can't move. I'm normal, anyone can move. Even the idiot of Simon can, he somehow manages to move sometimes, even if it's tripping over his feet.

"I've got to tell Simon and Isaac and Stiles," Isabelle, one of the voices I finally recognize, says.

"Alright. Do me a favor and call Magnus over. Maybe he can wake Jace up somehow." I hear Alec, the other voice I recognize say.

I don't know how I couldn't recognize their voices. I always can tell who's talking, it's just one of my many abilities. What's wrong with me?

I try opening my eyes, but I can't. It's like they're stitched shut, bound together and not letting me open them. I try to move my hands, but they don't move. It's like my brain isn't getting any signals.

I feel a slight sheer of panic spread throughout my body, but I calm down. This has happened to me before, when I first got stung by a demon. I don't even remember which demon it was. But I stayed in a semi-coma for a week.

Clary.

My mind, no matter what I think about, goes back to her. My thoughts are all about her, even the thoughts in between.

Where is she? Is she okay? Who's she with? Did she forget about me?

Millions of questions race through my mind, each one worrying me as I think of the wrong answer to them.

im worrying myself too much and I don't think it's doing me good.

But I promise, once I get out of this state. I'm looking for Clary, I will do anything to get her back, I will blow down anyone in my way. Nothing will stop me from getting my happiness back.

Nothing.

Clary POV

I wake up to a something tickling my nose. At first I rub it away, eyes still closed, because I want to sleep more. But the sensation comes back, I get frustrated and swat at whatever it is. Moments later a yelp echoes in the room. I quickly sit up and find a shirtless Sebastian rubbing his head and looking at me with a frown.

It takes me a few minutes to realize Sebastian's hair was what was tickling my nose.

I laugh, making Sebastian look at me like I'm stupid, making me laugh more.

"Clarissa," he starts, as he moves his hand away from his ruffled white hair, "my pain is not funny." he chuckles. I give him a fake smile as thoughts of Jace calling me Clarissa bubble up in my head and take over.

I feel a string in my heart yank, making me feel breathless and wanting to just curl up and cry.

he's dead

Jace is really dead. The love of my life, My soulmate, My first everything, The man who taught me most everything I know, The one who I've been through almost everything with is dead. And I couldn't do anything.

one of greatest shadowhunters in the history of shadowhunters and yet I feel so helpless and useless like never before. I feel like I did when I first knew about the shadowhunter world.

"Clary? Clary?" I hear repeatedly, snapping me from my thoughts. I notice Sebastian staring at me worriedly, making me furrow my eyebrows.

"What? Stop looking so worried. You should know by now that I zoom off into space." I laugh half heartedly. But it's true, most everyone I know knows that I always drift off, thinking about random things.

"No, I know that," he chuckles weirdly, "it's just-just you're crying." he tells me almost as if he couldn't believe it. He crawls on the bed, closer to me, and peers down on the tear falling down my cheek as if he's never seen one.

I furrow an eyebrow. I didn't even know I was crying until he pointed it out. I quickly wipe away the tear, breathing in and smiling, putting away all sad feelings and thoughts.

Sebastian is going to be my new happiness if Jace can't. Plus, me being with Sebastian will do good to everyone in the world. It'll stop him from tearing down every world he can get too, I change him somehow. I bring out the normality and peacefulness in Sebastian.

It puzzles me though, How can I bring happiness to someone who had no heart, who destroyed everything in his way, who helped turn me into a demon?

I'm just a simple girl..not that simple if you count me being part of the shadowhunter world.

I have nothing special about me. My personality is ordinary and not interesting at all

I will never truly understand why Sebastian chooses me to be the only person, thing, object that brings him to peace.

Something soft hits my face, making me aware of the real world now. I look and see Sebastian smiling widely, looking at me. I look down at my lap and find a pillow. I smile, "That hurt." I lie, smiling.

He rolls his eyes, "Yes, a woven pillow case filled with feathers is very painful, I'm surprised you're not on the floor writhing in pain," he starts, "No wonder you're one of the greatest shadowhunters in history. Such endurance." He says dramatically, bowing his head down for extra measure.

"Screw you!" I laugh, grabbing the pillow and throwing the pillow as Sebastian, who is just lifting his head. When he finally lifts his head up the pillow hits him square in the face just in time.

"That can be arranged." he smirks, jumping on the bed, making me shriek and run away from the bed. I open the door and run down the hall of the house. As I keep running straight down, I find some stairs in front of me that leads down to more of the house. I quickly jog down the stairs, hearing Sebastian's feet pat behind me. I look around and find the living room is in front of me, a sliding glass door that has the world outside of it to the right, and a kitchen to the left. I choose the right.

I run and slide open the glass door, leaving it open knowing I'll waste time trying to close it. I quickly scan the backyard, but didn't really have time to register what is in it because I feel someone tackle me.

As my body hits the floor I laugh, knowing it's already Sebastian. He's on top of me, still shirtless, both of his hands pinning my wrists to the soft grass, his legs on either side of me, straddling me. "Gotcha." He whispers, looking down at me. I look at him and see how the sunlight makes him much more beautiful.

The sunlight hits his hair making it look milky and beautiful, The sunlight hits a tree nearby, throwing patterns of leaves from the tree on him, making him look almost ghostly in a beautiful. His dark eyes are green now, shining and looking at me.

"Get off," I giggle, trying to squirm out of his grip. Sebastian shakes his head. "Not until you tell me what you were thinking about." he tells me, Still looking at me, his eyes slowly becoming impassive even as he smiles at me. "Thinking?" I pretend to act innocent, but I know what I was thinking about, I just don't want to tell him because it's embarrassing admitting I was thinking about how good he looks. "I wasn't thinking about anything." I manage to shrug, putting on a careless face.

Sebastian raise an eyebrow, "Okay, Clary, Whatever you say." He licks his white teeth, looking straight forward and then at me, "Guess we'll be here all day." he shrugs.

I roll my eyes. But then I think to myself, Sebastian wouldn't actually be here all day..Would he?

It is Sebastian.

Doesn't matter, I'm not telling him.

"You know, I wouldn't mind be being here all day. This position is quite nice." he smiles brightly, making me smile.

"Tell me." He says suddenly, making me raise an eyebrow.

"No." I smile at him, since he isn't getting what he wants.

"Tell me."

"No."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Tell me!"

"No!"

Suddenly, in a quickly movement, Sebastian moves his hands from around my wrist and puts them beside my shoulders, Holding himself up, His face close to mine, his lips only tiny inches away from mine. His dark eyelashes almost touch his cheekbones as he stares at my lips, making me unconsciously lick them.

I feel myself go red and warmth grow all over my face and my breath starts getting shaky.

Sebastian looks away from my lips and then at me, into my eyes. His eyes seem to look through me, No one can do such a thing but..Jace..

"Tell me," he whispers, his lips touching my ear. I gasp lowly at the contact and feel myself get even redder.

"I-I was just thinking about how the sun made you look." I tell him, changing up my words.

I mean, Its somewhat what I was doing..?

Sebastian raises an eyebrow, I can tell by his face he doesn't completely believe me, but he gets off of me anyway. He stands up, his body towering over me, the sun hitting him from behind, casting his shadow on me. The sun gave him a certain glow, almost like a golden aura, making him look so much different.

Sebastian offers me his hand as I still lay sprawled on the grass. I quickly take it. Sebastian pulls me up with so much strength I bump into his bare chest when I'm standing. "Sorry.." I laugh, brushing grass off the oversized button up shirt I'm wearing. I look down at it and realize it has grass stains on it, making me sigh. I hate grass stains.

"It's okay, I know you like touching me." he winks, "it can't be helped." he shrugs with a playful smile as he stretches his arms out, making weird dinosaur noises, and closing his eyes. His muscles contract as he keeps stretching.

Sebastian finishes stretching and yawns, looking at me as he scratches his bare stomach.

I look at him curiously as he does the same. His eyes look at me, looking at every part of my face. His jawline looking very defined, especially with the contrast of the sun and shadows. His lips, pink and moist. His collarbones protrude from his pale skin, making me want to touch them just to feel them. His chest, strong and proud, showing signs of a fighter. His abs, a bit faint, but there. His v-line very defined making me want to touch it because I've never touched one.

"You're staring again." Sebastian chuckles. I feel my cheeks redden, "sorry." I mumble.

I suddenly realize, I'm acting like I usually wouldn't act. I would never blush or let my guard down this easily.

I start getting mad at myself, but quickly stop as I remind myself Sebastian is my new happiness. I let my guard down around Jace and acted like I used to around him and he was my happiness, now Sebastian is. So I guess it's an obligation..in a way?

"Come on, I'll make breakfast." He tells me, starting to walk inside the house, holding his hand out from behind. I waddle up to him a little bit and take it.

His hand is surprisingly soft, considering he's fought a lot.

He must've put a lot of lotion on or something.

Something Jace never did. His hands were rough, but I didn't mind. I loved it anyway.

As we walk inside the house, I quickly look around the backyard not having a chance to get a good look of it before.

It's big, really big. It's an outstretched piece of land, nothing but grass on the ground. Some fences, like in those happy couple movies, surround every inch of the house. There's a big tree, just in the back corner of the backyard. It's a big oak tree with beautiful branches swaying from each direction and leaves on each inch of each branch.

I look in front of me and realize we're inside the house.

Sebastian lets my hand go, making me hand feel cold and almost naked. Sebastian finishes closing the sliding glass door, "Go change, we're gonna go out after breakfast." He tells me, giving me a kiss on the forehead before heading to the kitchen and taking some pots from this big metal thing that has pots hanging from each hook and placing them on the stove.

He brings out some ingredients from the fridge, placing them by the stove. He pulls out a knife from a wooden knife holder and places it by the ingredients and takes out a few other stuff.

He looks good cooking, It makes him attractive. Especially since he's shirtless.

I don't know, I've always found a shirtless guy who is cooking attractive, I guess?

I stand by the glass door a few more minutes admiring Sebastian before skipping up the stairs.

As I stop at the top of the stairs I see there's two halls on each side of me. A lot of doors in each hall.

I furrow my eyebrows. Why would Sebastian get a house with so many rooms? How much space do two people need?

i shrug and just walk to my room. I walk to a black wooden dresser and open each of them, looking inside. I see there's shirts, bras, pants, panties, shorts, socks, skirts in each of them. I raise an eyebrow. Each of the items ranging from sizes medium to extra small.

I guess he didn't know my exact size.

I laugh to myself.

I pull out an ACDC muscle shirt, a black strapless bra, some black underwear, some light washed ripped boyfriend jeans, and socks.

I place the outfit on the bed and strip off my pajama gown/shirt, kicking it aside until I find a basket I can put it in.

I put the clothes on and look at myself in a body length mirror. Well, the outfits good. I just need shoes and do something with my damn hair. It's actually not puffy, it's just curly and falling down by my elbow.

I realized how much my hair grew. I usually cut my hair up to my shoulder because long hair isn't usually really helpful in battles.

The enemy could yank you by it if it gets loose, or it can get burned or cut off in some mission, it pesters if some loose hairs comes out. I don't know how Isabelle does it.

I guess I just haven't had time to cut my hair with everything that's happened. The restless nights in the institute from trying to fight off Sebastian and Seelie, or staying awake, expecting a surprise attack from them.

The institute.

My chest tightens when I think of the institute.

Issac, Stiles, Isabelle, Magnus, Simon, and Alec. All of them there, doing raziel knows what. I miss them.

I didn't mean to leave them, but I had to get away from there, If I stayed in the institute the memories of Jace and Nadia would just haunt me and I wouldn't have been able to live that way.

I know I wouldn't have.

Nadia.

I look down at my faded parabatai rune, my finger tips mindlessly touching it.

I hated the fact the parabatai rune left a small trace of it behind. It's just another reminder that my blood of blood is dead. That I will never see her again.

I shake my head from those thoughts, laughing at myself lowly, thinking about how my thoughts lead to more thoughts.

I look around the room and find a walk in closet. I raise an eyebrow and turn on the light switch by it. The lights in the closet turn on, illuminating clothes hanging by hangers and shoes lining the floor on each side of the closet. The closet doesn't have doors of curtains. Nothing.

I walk inside and bend down, looking at the shoes, not really looking at what hangs from the hangers. I can look at it later.

I see high heels, tennis shoes, normal shoes, sandals, boots, high heeled boots, ankle high, knee high boots, thigh high boots etc. I grab a pair of some normal black leather combat boots.

I walk back inside the room and sit on the bed, unzipping the side of the boots and putting them on. As I stand up, I look around the room.

My bed is in the middle of the room, against the wall. the walk in closet is by it to the far left, to the far right there's the exit to the room, in front of the bed, against the wall, is a black vanity. Perfumes, make up brushes, and four different jewelry boxes are on it. Inches away from the vanity is a door and in the corner of that side of the room is a woven basket.

I grab my dirty pajama shirt and open the basket and throw it in.

I look at the door, it's also wooden and black, completely black, except the door handle. It's crystal.

I grab the door knob and open it. Inside I find a huge bathroom. A glass shower (A/N:Those fancy modern ones), some shampoos on a metal thing that is attached to the wall. The toilet a few inches away from it. Then a mirror on the wall, a porcelain sink below it. I see on top of the sink counter is a small black bag and a glass cup holding a new toothbrush and some new toothpaste. I walk to the sink counter and open the bag, I see it's filled with all sorts of make up. Foundation, eyeliner, mascara, concealer, an eyebrow kit. Those are just the basics.

I decide I'll don my make up after I'm done brushing my teeth. I grab the tooth brush, wet it, put toothpaste on it, and wet it again before brushing my teeth. After two minutes I spit and rinse. I put the toothbrush in the cup and wipe my mouth away with my arm.

I grab my make up bag and walk to the vanity. I sit down on the chair by it. I open the make up bag and start putting my make up.

In a few minutes I have some make up on. Just some foundation, eyeliner, and mascara.

I close the bag and look at the jewelry boxes. I open each one to find rings, bracelets, earrings and necklaces of all types in each of them.

I smile and close them, not really feeling the need to wear anything accessories.

I stand up from the vanity and walk outside the room. I find Sebastian putting some bacon on two plates, then eggs, then hash browns. He grabs orange juice from the fridge and pours it in two glasses.

"Oh hey." He smiles brilliantly.

"Hey," I smile back, feeling some type of warmth spread through my chest

Me: Is it me or am I the only one who imagines Sebastian as Harry Lloyd when he was danerys' brother in game of thrones? With shorter hair of course

ICanExplain: Nah, just you, I think of him as Lucky Blue Smith. That hot model. I'd like a piece of hi-

Sebastian: *whistles* Someone's in the mood

Jace: I was going to say that. Beat me by two seconds, I swear

ICanExplain: Um, no, rude. I was just expressing how hot that guy was

Jace: Sounded more like how you wanted to-

ICanExplain: Shut up, you and Sebastian do the same thing with Clary

Jace and Sebastian: *stay quiet* no..

Alec: You guys do

Stiles: You kind of do

Isaac: ohHh, you do

Simon: You really do

Isabelle: hahaha, don't deny it, you do

Nadia: You do

Everyone: WHAT THE-

Me: THAT WILL BE ALL FOR TODAY FOLKS. IM SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN LIKE A THOUSAND YEARS BUT I WAS TRYING TO REWRITE MY STORY BUT I JUST DECIDED ILL DO THAT LATER.

Stiles: THIS DIALOGUE THING WAS DEDICATED TO ICANEXPLAIN. THANKS FOR READING GUYSSSS REVIEW AND LET US KNOW WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THE CHAPTER. BREEZE

Me: Don't worry guys, Clary may fall for Sebastian and kiss him, but she will always love Jace and go to him no matter what. Just saying because I can feel you guys freaking out haha, bye. Hope you enjoyed and like Stiles said, thanks for reading and review :) and thanks for being patient on me updating. Thank ICanExplain, she got me to write