Second to last chapter! Another one of my stories ending :( Hope you enjoy the chapter!

Jon saw the Jace watching him through the window, and from the expression on the other mans face, it seemed as though he recognized him. He put his finger to his lips, to indicate that he keep quiet, and Jace nodded his head once, just jutted his chin forward, not wanting to draw any attention, but he still kept his hand in his pocket and on his phone. He had no idea what the game plan was here, but maybe if there was enough commotion raised, then he would be able to get out of the room and call the police. His stomach was twisting and his heart was hammering in his chest as he directed his eyes back toward the people in front of him, not wanting to stare through the window for too long. Jocelyn was still shouting at Valentine, while Clary looked as though she was pleading with her mother, trying to get her to her to calm down, not aggravate the situation anymore. Both of the Feds still looked coiled and ready to pounce.

Jon disappeared from the window, and then reappeared, this time directly behind Valentine and his men, and Jace saw a flash of regret over his face before he opened his mouth.

"Dad," he stated in a firm voice that somehow managed to supersede the rest of the shouting. It was enough to surprise Valentine and the two men on either side of him because they both jerked and began to turn around. That seemed like enough for Clary, because she threw her weight backwards and upwards, smashing the back of her head against her father's face. There was a horrible crunching noise and then blood was spurting from his nose. He let out a shout, but didn't completely let go of Clary. His grip loosened though, and then Jocelyn was jumping forward, her fingernails going straight for Valentine's eyes. There was screaming and shouting and the whole room seemed to erupt into chaos.

A gunshot went off and Jace let out a shout, instinctively ducking and covering his head, and then looking up and trying to figure out where the bullet went. From what he could see it had gone through the ceiling, and he let out a short sigh of relief before his eyes went back to the fighting in front of him. Both of the Feds were fighting the dark skinned man on Valentine's right, which was a little worrying if Jace had to be honest. It was taking both of them just to fight one of Valentines men, although to be fair, they were mainly struggling because the other man still had a gun held tightly in his hand that they were trying to get their hands on. Jocelyn and Clary were fighting Valentine, while Jon and the private investigator were shouting at the man on the other side of Valentine. Jon looked as though he had that one under control, his gun pointed at the mans head, trying to talk him down and drop his own weapon. The man looked like he was torn, his eyes going between Valentine and Jon, and Jace wondered if Jon had history with the man and was trying to appeal to him.

"Get out of here, Jace!" Clary shouted out to him as she thrust her elbow backwards, burying it into her fathers stomach, and it seemed as though that was enough for him to finally let her go. Although, it might have also been because Jocelyn was hanging off his other arm, stopping him from throwing any punches at his daughter or anyone else around. Jace ignored Clary's shout, even though his plan had originally been to run and call the police, because there was blood dripping from a cut on her head, and he could already see bright red fingerprints blooming against the pale skin of her upper arm as she stumbled away from her father.

"Not without you!" He growled as he grabbed her and attempted to pull her to the side of the room.

"I'm not leaving without my mum!" Clary snapped at him, pushing him away as he tried holding her back. Jocelyn threw a punch, but now that Valentine's other arm was free of Clary, he was easily able to grab her hair and jerk her head backwards, saying something in a low voice to her that no one else was able to hear. But whatever it was, it wasn't good, because Jocelyn's face drained of colour, her hand going up to her head to try and release some of the pressure. Luke and Hodge had managed to get Emil on the ground and kick away his gun, Hodge getting on top of him and pressing his knee into his back, both arms twisted behind his back. With him under control it only left Valentine and the third man.

Jon seemed to decide that he was done trying to talk down the third man, especially when he saw Valentine's grip on Jocelyn, because he suddenly lifted his gun and smacked it hard against the man's skull. Luke saw the hold that Valentine had on Jocelyn and charged at him. Luke managed to catch him around the waist and the two of them slammed to the ground, Jocelyn stumbling backwards. The gun in Luke's hand was knocked across the floor, skittering toward where Jace and Clary were standing. Jace automatically jumped backwards, only ever being near a gun used in paintball or laser tag, but Clary stepped forward, picking it up and holding it firmly in her hand, as though completely used to the weight and what exactly it meant to hold a weapon like that.

Luke and Valentine were still wrestling on the ground, but Jace saw Jon took in a deep breath and step forward. He kicked out with one foot, unceremoniously sending Luke sprawling off his father and pointed the gun directly at Valentine's head. Valentine stared up at his son, blood still streaming from his nose, and the cracks on his lips and the cuts on his face. There was confusion and anger on the fathers face, and Jon looked torn as he stared down at him, but his aim was unwavering.

"Why?" Valentine spat out, sending a tooth and blood spraying across the ground. "They left you too. I was the one who stayed." By now, Luke was getting back to his feet, wiping a hand over his face and grabbing one of the guns that was on the ground and standing on Valentines other side.

"You are just my boss," Jon said quietly as he lowered his gun and flicked on the safety, slotting it into his waist band as Luke pulled out his phone and put it to his ear, gun still trained on Valentine. "They were my family. I was never going to let you hurt either of them." Valentine actually looked a little hurt at that sentiment, but rage soon over took his face, and he let out an inhuman growl as he tried to get up from the ground, looking as though he was going to lunge for his son.

A swift kick to his ribs, followed by a sickening crack, from Jocelyn put that idea out of his head, and then Luke was flipping him over roughly, clearly not caring that the man probably had a couple of broken ribs, and was jerking his arms up high behind his back, shouting down orders into his phone that they needed back up at their location.

Jace let out a sigh of relief, his body sagging as he leaned against the wall, and Clary bit her lip as she looked back at him worriedly, the gun still clenched tightly in her hand.


The lounge was an absolute mess.

The front door was broken in, and there was glass shattered across the ground from the big window on the right—Jace didn't really remember, but someone must have punched it or been thrown up against it. Valentine and the two men who had come in with him had been lead away by the FBI, all of them in cuffs. The police had shown up before the FBI, and all of them had guns shoved in their faces to begin with, before Hodge and Luke had flashed their badges and they had backed down. The paramedics had also shown up, patched up Clary's head and her hands, along with Jocelyn's. They had checked over Jace as well, but he had managed to stay pretty detached from everything, although they said that there may be some shock which would sink in once his mind caught up with what he had gone through.

"So," Clary began as she came over to where Jace was standing, letting out a long sigh as she slumped against the wall next to him. "Is this the worst 'meet the family' thing that you've had to go through?" She joked weakly and Jace rolled his eyes over to her, snorting a little and shaking his head. They fell quiet as they looked over to where Jon was standing next to Luke and Jocelyn, talking in low tones. It turned out the private investigator was actually someone that Jon had hired, and he was the one who had been looking for Clary at the diner. He had been following up on the same lead that Valentine and his men had gotten, and that was the alert from the GPS tracker when Hunter was taken into the vets, but he had already been in this part of the country which was why he had gotten here sooner.

"Is your brother okay?" Jace asked quietly. "They're not going to take him in or anything?"

"They don't have anything to take him in on, even if they wanted to arrest him," Clary replied. "He's got a licence for the weapon he's carrying, and he wasn't the one that came in here and threatened two federal agents."

"But isn't he a big part of the, uh...Gang? Mob? That your dad's a part of?" Jace raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, but that's why the trial is so important—why we're so important," Clary reminded him softly. "Because they only have a bunch of circumstantial evidence, and even the stuff that they have that is rock solid isn't enough to put them all away for as long as they should be. So no, they won't arrest Jon." Luke and Jon looked as though they were in a pretty heated discussion, and Jocelyn put her hand on her sons shoulder, giving it a light squeeze and saying something to him.

"What are they talking about?" Jace asked.

"Luke's trying to get Jon to join us, testify against dad," Clary sighed and Jace looked across at her, noting how pale she looked against her fiery hair. Even her green eyes looked dull compared to how they usually glowed. He laced his fingers together with hers, tugging her a little closer so that she could lean against his body. He felt her sigh again as her head rested on his shoulder.

"Do you think he'll do it?" Jace murmured.

"I don't think he has much of a choice," Clary responded. "He just made his stance with dad clear. Can't really come back from that." Jace nodded, and then straightened up as Jon parted from Luke and Jocelyn, walking over to the pair of them. Clary smiled up at him, pulling away from Jace to collapse against him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Jace saw the love in Jons' face as he held his sister, an almost exact reflection of the way Alec looked at Isabelle. "Missed you, big brother."

"Fucking missed you as well, you crazy bitch," Jon huffed affectionately into her neck before pulling back and finally looking over at Jace. "You're Jace."

"Uh," Jace shifted from foot to foot. "Yeah."

"My guy," Jon jerked his thumb over his shoulder toward Victor, the private investigator. "He did some looking into you after he found Clary and saw you two together." Jace didn't particularly like the sound of that but he wasn't going to get into that now. "Are you two, like, a thing?" He looked between his sister and Jace. Jace opened his mouth but didn't really know how to reply.

"Something like that," Clary gave Jace a small smile as she looked over at him. Jon nodded and then pursed his lips as Luke called out to him. "So are you joining me and mum?"

"I guess," he didn't sound very happy. "I don't have all that many options. They said if I testify, they'll protect me, put me into WITSEC like with you guys. Don't know how much I trust the Feds, but they said they've already got the case together. Because of all of this, they can move their time line up, get everything started now so that there's less time for him to try and put something into motion to get us silenced."

"Sounds like fun," Clary muttered as she reached out for the comfort of Jace's hand.

OMG! How many times have you guys watched Jenna Dewan-Tatum's dance to her hubby's Magic Mike song? She's so fucking hot! Her and Channing are my fave celeb couple *sigh*. Out of those Lip Sync battle performances, I don't know if it's the Tatum's who are my favourites, or the Hough siblings, coz Julianne and Derek are just baaaaabes.

So for another story that I'm working on, can you guys give me job/career ideas of what you imagine our TMI characters having in an AU world? Clary, Jace, Izzy, Simon, Alec, Magnus, Kaelie, Maia, Raphael...Etc etc. Let me know in the reviews or in a PM.

Also, can we just take a moment to appreciate how beautiful Chris Evans and Jeremy Renner looked at the Oscars? Holy shit. And how Taraji P Henson absolutely slayed on the red carpet? She's so fucking gorgeous.

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