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I shivered in the wind, which was odd since I never got cold. I hitched the collar of my shirt up, rubbing my shoe in the dirt pitch looking around for any sign of my lover.

Two hands snaked around me and drew him. My body relaxed as I felt the familiar hard chin on my shoulder blade.

'Good news?' Sebastian said pressing kisses along my neck.

'The best,' I moan out gasping, my breath hitching as he trailed his fingers rough and familiar down my torso, his body pressed up against mines. 'They still don't have a clue,'

'Has James confessed yet?'

'No,' I say knowing that it will anger him. I like him angry.

Sebastian gripped my hips tighter as he sucked hard on my neck. 'Well then, seems like I have a new assignment for James.'

I nod along with him and with a cry, I turn throwing him against a bark of a tree. Sebastian was not having that though. He switched positions. 'Don't you feel awful betraying your friends?'

'As long as I am with you, none of that matters,' was all I said. 'There not my friends, haven't even known them that long,'

He seemed pleased. He moaned out squirming as I racked up his shirt, tracing the black marks.

Jace P.O.V

Clary wasn't okay. During the ceremony for Jordan being tilted as an Omega. I saw through the fake image of her smiling hard and clutching my hand a little bit too much.

'Want to leave?' I asked her as a councillor left Clary alone after another conversation.

'I can't,' she replies as yet another person comes to pay their respect to her. I smile stiffly and bow my head.

'Can't you leave someone in control?' I ask

'Yes-'she was cut off by the new music notes flowing through the room. I heard a silent groan leave Clary's throat.

'What's going on?'

Before she could answer the cluster of people that surrounded us, parted leaving an open floor and a circle of people surrounding Clary. Clary shuffled annoyed, but her face cleared and she smiled.

I watched as her maid Sophie hustled over pulling Clary's long cloak off her shoulders. I stand wordless at the shimmering beauty in front of me. Her small curvy body was highlighted in the strapless light peach dress she wore; her pale skin exposed trailing down the fabric.

I watched Jordan's mouth drop at the sight before him causing myself to give an angry glare. A servant hurried over to Jordan stepping him out of his cloak revealing the black jeans and simple white t-shirt he wore.

He had clamped his mouth shut now, but Jordan's eyes were far too wide to be assessing Clary like that. I pinched my palm to stop me from running over to Clary and taking her away from all those leering men.

The audience watched Clary place a hand like before when tilting him, Jordan gulped taking her hand, putting one hand on her waist and leading the first dance.

Isabelle appeared at my side putting a hand on my shoulder and giving me a narrowing glance. 'Cool it Jace, it looks like your swelling like a tomato,' she hissed in my ear, her cloak's hood was on her shoulders and a glimpse of what she was wearing made me quickly avert my eyes.

'Go away Iz,' I growled under my breath as I watched Jordan dip Clary and a rush of sighs filled the room.

'Where's Simon?'

'He's with Maia, and honestly she's doing a better job than you in being alright with this scenario,'

'Aren't you annoyed that rat face is with his ex-girlfriend?'

'Yes, but at least I'm doing a better job at controlling my emotions,' Izzy pointed out we watched Jordan twirl Clary nearing the end, finally, note of the song.

Iz and I watched in silence as Clary and Jordan finally did one last circle of the room, before breaking apart as the song finished. They bowed to each other, a trail of blush staining his cheeks as he and Clary embraced. He looked across the room, noticed my piercing angry stare and quickly hurried in another direction to Maia I suppose.

'I guess rat face is available now,' I quirk to Iz who mimed stamping on my foot with her sharp black heels.

Clary came over, obviously tired from the strain creased across her forehead.

'Hello,' she said faintly her eyes twitching a little before she rubbed them.

'Clary you were great,' Iz croons at her giving her a squeeze. I smiled slightly as I watched Clary lean her head on Izzy's shoulder for a moment before stepping out of the embrace.

'Thanks Iz,' she smiled at a passing waiter that handed her some wine in a rose stemmed glass. 'Where's Alec?'

'Alec is feigning sick,' Iz snorts shaking her head. 'We can guess whose looking after him'

Clary grins at that, rolling her eyes as she sipped her drink. She looked up, her red hair trailing down her exposed back. She glanced at my hot intense stare before blushing and looking down again.

'How's Simon? I haven't got to see my best friend ever since the assassination,'

'He's brilliant,' Iz gave a grin smiling. She opened her mouth to say more but Clary cut her off with a hand up.

'Don't want to know any further than that,' screwing up her nose in a cute way. How can anyone look cute screwing their nose? Only Clary did.

Iz gave a mock glare at that, shot a glance at me before flouncing off to find rat face.

'Hi Jace,' she smiles up at me tucking her self on my side. I breathed in sighing, pulling her closer wanting to feel more of her warm skin on mines.

'Want to leave?'

Clary nodded quickly beckoning a waiter and giving him her glass. He bowed graciously and then left. I pulled Clary to me about to head off when a voice flew out Clary's name.

'Clary!' a small voice called. Clary turned round on instant seeing Christopher running up to her in a small suit with a small bow tie.

Clary beamed all the light shone on her face and there I was again jealous of a six or seven year old boy.

'Chrissie!' she called, she detangled herself from me, spreading her arms in invitation for Chrissie to run into.

She planted a kiss on his cheek, laughing as he gave a mock scowl rubbing it off.

'Hi Jace,' he smiled up at me his blue eyes sparkling up at me.

'Christopher,' I nod at him.

He smiled at me again before looking at Clary who was currently held in a tight hug with Mathew and a watching James.

'Mathew how are you?' Clary murmured in to his shoulders.

'Feeling better,' Mathew grinned at her before letting her go and holding a hand out to me. I took it annoyed at us being interrupted.

'What sort of time do you think this is for a young boy to be up Mathew?' Clary said scolding.

Mathew quirked up a grin laughing at Clary's hands placed on her hips. Chrissie slid up his fathers shoulders like a monkey hanging on; he started playing with Clary's red curls and seemed very interested in her tiara.

'Come on Clary, us boys wanted to have fun right James?' his smile disappeared as James had taken his mobile and was scrolling on it. He rolled his eyes and turned to Clary. 'Well me and Chrissie did,'

'Lots of fun and chocolate cake,' Chrissie said, my eyes focused on some chocolate stains on the corner of his mouth and stained pink lips.

'Yes I can see,' Clary sighed tickling him under his chin causing him to giggle and wriggle in is fathers arms.

Then I saw it, what made me so angry towards Matt and Chrissie. This whole scene in front of me, minus James, showed me a family portrait but I wasn't included in Clary's life. The portrait showed a sweet smiling Clary planting a kiss on a smiling Chrissie sandwiched between a beaming Matt that looked down the two of them with love.

I was jealous. Hot belly envy jealous. I needed to stop before a seizure erupted.

'Are you ruining our fun?' Mathew asked, he gave me a wink causing me to smile a little.

'Don't ruin our fun Clary,' Chrissie said sadly.

Clary's shoulders sank. 'Fine,' she decided, and then held up a finger. 'But don't stay up all night, remember what happened last time,'

'What happened last time?' I ask butting in tired of the chuckles and giggling.

'Chrissie couldn't sleep,' Mathew explained as Clary now was holding James phone and ducking every time he tried to get it. 'Making me and Clary stay awake,'

'Clary?' I frown.

'We were dating, once upon a time,' Mat says blandly.

'How quickly you dismiss our love?' Clary appeared teasing him, then turning to a laughing Chrissie who is chasing James.

We were walking away from the noisy hall now onto the wide balcony that stretched into a hall the pillars standing solemnly.

'Anyway,' Matt continued on, 'Chrissie's maid got so hysterical that she called me and Clary in to help, we then fixed Chrissie a bath that we all shared, watched a lot of telly and had tons of ice cream,' Matt shook his head grinning from the memory making my stomach curl. 'That was the best night we ever had, didn't sleep until dawn approached,'

We had reached Chrissie' room.

'Not happening again,' Clary said, although sounding grouchy she was smiling up at Matt.

'See you Clare,' Matthew says softly watching Clary give Chrissie a tight cuddle and James a small kiss on his cheek.

'Not if I see you first,' Clary's eyes sparkled as he leaned in to kiss her forehead and give her a tight hug.

Clary P.O.V

I moved away from Matthew sensing Jace's jealousy vibrating from his body.

'Remember curfew,' I tell him glowering a little.

Matt nodded, giving a glance at Jace before disappearing into Chrissie's room and shutting the door with a soft thud.

Jace gave me a tight smile but didn't take my hand. I frowned. 'What's up with you?' I said as we closed the door of our chambers.

Sophie had finished folding my laundry before bidding me good night. I smiled after her before glaring at Jace.

'What's wrong?'

Jace heaved a heavy sigh, turning to me. He trailed a hand down my side.

'I'm just annoyed, that's all,' his shoulders slumped and he began to take off his shoes.

I grinned. 'Were you jealous?' I ask smiling.

'Let's go to sleep,' Jace says his voice tired and annoyed. I shoot him a look but oblige.

OoOoo

Jace P.O.V

Another dream.

I frown as I find myself in another room. With a ceiling full of clumps of tissue thrown on top making it nauseating to look up. I look around seeing myself locked in a toilet cubicle. My eyes shoot up in alarm as I look in front seeing a skinny 14 year old boy scrabbling to lock the door again and again.

'Come on,' he murmurs annoyed. I glance at him shocked, this is Simon.

Oh dear lord, I am trapped in a cubicle with Simon. How many interpretations can you get from that phrase?

He squirms nudging his feet. Please don't pee in front of me I silently whisper. I try beaming out, like I can in other dreams because hello it is my dream, but it won't budge.

Simon pushes his glasses back, he scrabbles at the lock again before stopping. I realised why, a sound of thudded footsteps were heard when opening the bathroom door.

'Hello?' Simon attentively asks. Of course the idiot would have conversations with someone while he peed.

Suddenly I was standing in Simon's place, in his shoes. This beaming thing was out of control. I looked through the gap through Simon's eyes glancing at the crack in the door seeing a black hooded figure before it vanished.

I sensed Simon's fear, his thudding heart. I frowned again. What was Simon so scared of?

Another flash of black shoes moving around the bathroom.

Simon, or I, starts trying to lock the door out of worry and anxiety. My hand shaking as I tried to lock the door, my heart racing in panicked circles.

I looked down, seeing two black shoes right next to the door I was in.

The door starts to rattle as if someone wanted to come in, it shakes violently and desperately. I start to back away, Simon's heart pondering as I back up in the corner of the cubicle whimpering.

'No!' I hear myself say. 'SOMEBODY HELP ME!'

The door rattles again before it bursts open and hands lunge at my quivering form.

I wake up with a gasp of terror along with Clary. With Clary? I stare at her shaking form in bed as she pulls the covers tighter against her body.

'Clary,' I say slowly, my eyes wide. I glance to the window seeing it only being 4.30am in the morning.

'Jace,' she whispers, tears dropping. 'Why are you awake?'

'I had a bad dream,' I say simply. I pull her towards me, letting her lean her head against my chest. 'What's the matter?'

'I had a bad dream also,' Clary raises her head, dried tears staining her freckled cheeks.

I frown, rubbing her back.

'What about?'

'You tell me first,' Clary says brushing her fingers against my nipples.

I give a weak chuckle.

'It was of Simon, nerdy skinny Simon in a-'

Clary shoots up her eyes wide. 'Shut. Up.'

I look up surprised. 'I thought this was show and tell,'

Clary waved her hand annoyed. She scrabbled on her knees eye level with me. Her breath ghosted my face, sweet strawberries scent with a hint of sticky apple. 'You dreamt of Simon. In a bathroom cubicle,'

'Yes,' I scoot up, the covers falling off my waist to my thighs. 'How did you know that?'

'We both had the same dream?' Clary pondered.

'No way, by the Angel no,' I look shocked. It was one thing to think that Clary and I shared the same blood and thought we were siblings that nearly killed us..But sharing the same dream. There has to be a limit somewhere!

'So we are now sharing dreams!' Clary looks freaked.

'Have something to share Clarissa?' I give her a leering look loving the way she scowls.

'Focus Jace,' she snaps. She shakily gets up from the bed walking to the window where a storm brews. Droplets of loud splashes of water hit the window pane. Lots of them. Clary reaches forward, closing the window with a bang, clutching the hatch with her finger to lock the window.

I sighed, my fingers clenched together. 'What was Simon afraid of?'

Clary inhales, her eyes wide, she deflates then sits next to me staring ahead.

'Simon was afraid of everything and anything when we were friends. There were bullies, people who thought he was gay, nerd,' Clary says nodding. She pulls her knees up resting her chin on it.

'I found him that day, the bathroom, with a teacher.' Clary whispers, tears rolling. 'I was only 13 years old, and I found him in such a trauma, he said,' Clary gulped as I rubbed her back. 'That somebody was there; he kept seeing people out to get him,'

'Was there?'

'No,' Clary said frowning, pushing her hair back as she shakes her head. 'No one was there,'

'What's wrong with him?'

'Nothing. He was perfectly fine. That's what his mother told me. He was still in shock of his parents divorce and Rebecca, his sister, was abroad,' Clary chews her lip, scrunching her forehead. 'I don't know...'

I reach over and pull her to me, making her lay her legs stretched in front of her and her head down on the pillow.

I peck her lips. 'Relax,' I tell her cuddling her warm body in a hug. 'You can finish in the morning; right now we need to sleep,'

Clary nods as she breathes in sighing against me.

Clary P.O.V

I didn't sleep. Or I couldn't because all I could think of was Simon. If Jace and I received that dream, what the hell did it mean?'

I had left Jace sleeping, the morning sun sweeping against his hard cheekbones, his face golden in the light. I wanted to sketch him there and then but couldn't.

I needed to find who opened the gates to let a demon attack one of our own and get away with it.

How did the demon get away so fast?

I walk to the training room, the towel on one shoulder and my hair twisted in a ponytail. I hear thuds and grunts, and widen my eyes. Who was up at 5.30?

I glance inside, seeing blond hair waving about in a pony tail. Kirin. It looked like she didn't wash off last nights make up as it was still smeared on her face.

'Hi Kirin,' I grin at her, and watch as she does a perfect loop in the air before landing next to me.

She smiled. 'Morning Clary, how are you?'

'Tired,' I say honestly.

Kirin shifts something flickering in her eyes then it's gone. I frown as she sits next to me.

'How are you?'

'Fine!' she quickly says, then blushes red her eyes blinking. She breathes in. 'I mean, I'm doing great, you?'

'You already asked me that question,' I narrow my eyes as she fiddles with her hands.

'Right,' she murmurs. She quickly gets up.

'Want to do some training together?' I ask as I put down my towel and leave my Evian water bottle next to it.

'I t-think it's best if we train separately,' Kirin calls to me stammering a little bit.

I glance at her suspicious. 'Or we could do it together. I mean it's better so you know when you're messing up while training,'

Kirin's blond bags slide down from her ear to her face. She flicks it away impatiently.

'No!' she shouts, and then sighs. 'I have a lot on my mind,'

I nod my chin jutting.

It couldn't be her. Could it? The one who opened the gates. I mean there is a list of reasons why she would do it.

She hated me at first and could still hate me.

I am dating her ex-boyfriend and she finds out Jace loves me more than her.

This is revenge!

I push my self up, cracking my knuckles. Why the hell would she plan revenge? That's so stupid Clary; I scold myself feeling like a 8 year old.

But with Kirin's blue eyes watching me and pretending to be punching a sand bag was getting on my nerves. What the hell was she hiding?

Not thinking properly, I stalk across the room to her angry and annoyed.

'What the hell are you playing at?' I snap.

'W-what are you t-talking about?' Kirin stutters pretending confused. 'I haven't done anything,'

I give a small bitter laugh. I grab her arm as she tries to get away from me.

'Do what?' she gasps out as I pull her wrist to me twisting it.

'Did you betray us? Do you work with Sebastian?'

Kirin glares at me wrenching her hand from me, her eyes hurt.

'No,' she glowers. 'How can you think that?'

'You've been acting odd and reserve, hiding things,' I cock my head as her eyes scatter darting. 'You've hid who you really are to Jace; you did a very good job at doing that. You could do it again,' I pester.

'How can you say that to me?' Kirin wails out annoyed, she throws her hands up.

'But you are hiding something; you could have opened those gates. I have gone through every suspect and it leaves you,' I say.

'But why would I do that?'

Kirin looks livid, blazing angry but I needed answers and I was furious in not getting any.

'I can think of few reasons,' I tell her.

She widens her eyes, and then laughs as she stalks up to me. 'In love with Jace still?!' she says shocked. 'You think I am-'She lets out a laugh, a very sour laugh. She spreads her arms. 'And this is me getting my revenge, is it?'

I look ashamed. Because what the heck was I thinking. This was so idiotic.

'You want to know what I am hiding. Because you got that part right!' Kirin barks out laughing. She walks closer to me. 'Fine,' she snaps.

Too close. I watch curious as she closes her eyes and breathes.

'Here I go,' I hear a whisper.

'Here what goes- oomph,' as a sudden pair of lips press against mines in a soft kiss. Her lips moving against mines.

I don't respond. Shocked as hell, I pull away reeling back.

'You're gay,' I whisper.

Kirin nods, tears in her eyes, sweat dripping on her collarbones. 'and,' she breathes a hiccup. 'for the first time I saw you, I knew that this wasn't some growing up thing, or part of life. It was me, this was me,'

I pull her to sit next to me. 'I don't care,' I tell her.

Kirin smiles, dimples showing on the curve of her elbows. She leans forward and I reel back.

'What are you doing?' I ask.

Kirin frowns. 'You said you didn't care, are your feelings the same?'

I shake my head no. My head was hurting now. 'I mean I don't care that you're gay. It's fine who you are. But I'm not gay, I have a boyfriend,'

Kirin nods in understanding, her hands shaking.

'You know I only ended it with Jace because I realised I was gay, also because I fell for you,'

'That's not true,'

'It is,' Kirin says sadly. ' I was so angry so I decided to act really nasty to you, but you ignored it and I thought maybe-' she glances at me 'I fell long and hard for you Clarissa Fray, angel girl. ,'

She gets up, her arms dropping to her side. She looks down at me. 'Please don't say anything; I just want to tell in my own time,'

'Of course,' I murmur still in shock, my headache feels even worse now. I watch Kirin snag her towel and water bottle leaving the room and leaving me sitting there.

OoOoo

'Blake!' Sebastian gasps out as I kiss him hard, nipping his lips and wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

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