I know I'm posting chapters like crazy, but I really want to get these filler chapters up and get onto some Clace action. I promise that by the end of this chapter we will have us some Clace!

Disclaimer per usual – I am no one and I own nothing.

Chapter 4 –

The next night…

"Izzy! You almost ready? Simon just text, he'll be here in ten!" Clary yelled down the hallway to her roommate's room.

"Yeah! Mags and Alec are meeting us there, something about Alec's best friend running late from work..." Izzy said as she opened her door to reveal her very sexy red dress that she just so happened to design herself. She even curled her usually straight black hair, and Clary was suddenly jealous of the way Izzy seemed to ooze sexiness. Then Clary remembered that she looked damn hot herself in her emerald-green bodycon dress with a matching V-cut in the back and front and diamond-shaped cutouts down the sides, showing off some of her flat stomach. Of course, the dress was paired with the heels she had told Sebastian about and her hair and makeup were done to perfection. Clary knew how to dress for the club after living in a party city like Alicante for so long.

"Work? It's ten o'clock on a Saturday… is he a stripper or something?" Clary asked jokingly.

"With Jace, you never know…" Izzy said mysteriously.

Okaaaay, so not touching that subject, Clary thought.

Clary pulled Izzy into the kitchen by her hand, "Come on! I wanna take shots before Si gets here! If he's anything like high school then he's a lightweight, we need to be like five drinks ahead of him all night."

"Don't have to tell me twice." Izzy laughed with a wink, as she downed the first shot.

One hour later…

As Clary, Izzy, and Simon pulled up to Pandemonium in their Uber, Clary couldn't help but smile as she thought about the last time she was at the club.

If she was actually going to let Izzy try to hook her up with someone tonight, she could only hope he's as hot as that Golden God she made out with last time. Just thinking about that night made her skin flush, and it had been four fucking years… but Clary figured, in her defense, he was extraordinarily sexy… so, she was allowed to have an extraordinary reaction.

The club was packed, but Clary managed to spot Magnus pretty quickly when they walked in – honestly, his hair was practically shining thanks to the lights hitting the glittery tips. He was basically a walking spotlight.

"Mags!" Clary yelled as she grabbed him in a hug.

"Oooh, Biscuit, perfect timing, let's go dance! Here Seabiscuit, hold my drink." Magnus said as he handed Simon his half full glass of something obviously very strong.

Simon rolled his eyes and, to Clary's surprise, set the drink down on their table and turned to Izzy and said, "Actually, I was hoping Izzy would want to dance…"

Izzy tossed her hair and smiled seductively as she grabbed Simon's hand and pulled him to the dance floor. Clary and Magnus both gaped after them as she thought, okay, who the hell is that, and where the hell is my nerdy best friend?!

"C'mon babe, we can't let them show us up." Clary said as she turned to Magnus. "By the way, where's Alec, I was hoping to meet him tonight." Clary asked as they got out to the dance floor.

Magnus leaned into her ear so she could hear his reply, "He's at the bar with some friends from work, they are all taking celebratory shots. Something about one of them landing a big deal or some other boring crap that I super don't care about." He said with a roll of his eyes. "But I promise you will meet him… the night is young, my darling."

Clary and Magnus danced alongside Izzy and Simon non-stop for the next hour and Clary couldn't help but feel that in that moment, life was fucking perfect. She was feeling sexy, the music was great, she was just the perfect amount of tipsy, her friends were letting loose with her. Honestly, the only way it could have been better is if Izzy and Magnus weren't drunk goggling the hell out of Clary's "rebound" options. Maybe getting my matchmakers completely shitfaced wasn't the best plan. Like, my God these guys were hideous. Am I that shallow? Clary thought. Maybe I was totally spoiled by the selection in Alicante, but what the actual fuck.

As Clary mentally gave up on finding any sort of man candy, she realized it was almost 1am and she hadn't met Alec yet.

"Mags!" She yelled over the music, "Let's go find Alec and take some Vegas Bombs like old times!"

Rather than reply, Magnus led her back over to the table he was at when she first got to the club. She saw him slip his arms around a dark-haired man that Clary couldn't help but think looked oddly familiar, although she couldn't quite place her finger on why.

"Alec, baby, Clary and I want Vegas Bombs!" Magnus whined to his boyfriend.

Alec rolled his eyes and turned towards Magnus and Clary as he replied with a smirk, "Of course you want them, but do you need them?"

Clary interrupted and held out her hand to Alec as she smiled and said with such extreme enthusiasm that it could only be alcohol induced, "Alec, I'm Clary… it's sooooo nice to finally meet you. And we need them! Pleeeease!" Clary and Magnus both pouted their lips at the blue-eyed man who never stood a chance. Clary quickly realized he would never be able to deny Magnus anything, and she instantly loved him for it.

Magnus was talking with a couple of other people at their table and Clary realized she hadn't seen Maia and Jordan yet. She tried to see above the crowd, but even with her four-inch heels she was barely five foot five, and really couldn't see anything. She drunkenly decided to stand on the steps leading to the booth and her tippy toes and she still couldn't see them.

Letting out a huff of annoyance, Clary was about to yell for Magnus to go look for them when she stumbled a little on the steps. She felt arms go around her waist to steady her and felt a familiar jolt of electricity at her savior's touch. Knowing exactly what she would see before she even looked up, she took a deep breath and looked into the familiar golden eyes that she had been dreaming of for the past four years. Her jaw dropped as her eyes widened mimicking the Golden man's expression as they both whispered, "It's you."