Hi everyone! So this is an idea I've been thinking about for a while but never got a chance to write. Don't worry I'm still writing 'The Nanny'. Hope you guys enjoy this story and don't forget to leave a review. It means a lot to me. Disclaimer- This has some M rated content in this chapter but it's not very detailed.

I do not own the Characters they all belong to Cassandra Clare.

Jace POV:

I can't believe I'm doing this. My father died in the military and here I am signing up for it. I'm doing this for him though. He died as a hero and my life long goal has been to make him proud. Serving the military seems like the perfect opportunity to do so.

The only thing that makes me hesitate to enlist is Clary.

Clary has been my girlfriend ever since we were in middle school. We grew up together because of our mothers and she's put up with me for her whole life. And now we're both 22 and she's going into her final year of college majoring in art. I've always been training for the military after highschool and Clary knows that. She just doesn't know that I'm enlisting this year.

Clary's gorgeous. She has hair the color of fire and eyes the shade of emeralds. She's more than a foot smaller than me, with me standing at 6'4 and her at only 5'2. She's pixie like, petite, but she has curves that make me drool over her. One thing I absolutely love about her is her freckles that are all over her. She's beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.

She's also the most selfless, kind and understanding. She's the best person I've ever met. I love her more than anything else and I don't know how she's going to react to me enlisting this soon.

She was with me when two men knocked on my door to tell my mother and I, my father was dead when we were sophomores. She took a week off of school to stay with me and she came before and after school when her mother, Jocelyn, said she can't skip anymore. Jocelyn came over when Clary couldn't since she's so close to my mom. Clary saw my mother break down multiple times and was always there to comfort her with Jocelyn. She was my rock then and she still is now. And I'm her's.

I don't want her to go through that though. I don't want her to rip herself apart if I die like my mother did.

I need to do this though, and so I enlist myself and drive home. I pray to god that Clary will forgive me.

Time Jump- Dinner A Few Weeks Later- Clary POV:

Jace and I are sitting on our couch, eating pasta and watching a crime show. A usual Wednesday summer night for us. Since it's so hot out I'm only wearing one of Jace's giant t-shirts and no pants, because again, it's hot out.

If I had to describe how Jace looks, I would say a golden Greek God. First off, he's tall as hell. He has tan skin, and is very muscular. He has gold hair from his mother, and golden eyes from his father. I love his eyes.

Now if I had to describe Jace's personality, I would say he's arrogant and cocky, but he's also the sweetest, most loving and caring boyfriend ever. He's my world and I would do anything for him. I love him more than anything.

Lately Jace has been acting strange. He's a lot more nervous and pretty closed off. I'm starting to get worried.

"Clary," Jace says, I can hear the faint sound of nervousness in his voice. Why is he nervous?

"Yeah?," I look up at his golden glowing eyes.

"Clary, I've been meaning to tell you this but I just haven't found the right way how. Now's a better time than any and the clock is ticking so," He takes a deep breath. "I enlisted into the military."

I take a deep breath, shocked.

"And," He says, tears start to cloud my vision as I try to look at him."I'm being deployed tomorrow."

As he said that, I had flashbacks of when he and Celine, Jace's mother, found out that Stephen, Jace's father, died while deployed.

Jace was a wreck, and I was there for him. He used to call me in the middle of the night just to ask me to come over and let him hold me while he cries. I of course agreed and did everything in my power to help Jace heal.

Celine was completely shut down though. I held her as she cried and listened when she wanted to talk. She blamed herself and tore herself down. It was my mother, Jace, and I who helped her become whole again. Even though I know she never will be completely without Stephen.

A sob manages to escape my lips and Jace instantly wraps his arms around me.

I cry on his chest and he holds me rubbing calming circles on my back.

We stay like that for an hour. Me crying and Jace holding me. I understand why he wants to go, he wants to make his father proud. I know it's selfish but I don't want him to leave me.

If this is our last night together though, it sure as hell won't be me crying.

I calm myself down and look him right in the eye. "You better come back Jace," I say.

"I'll fight through hell and back to come back to you," He responds smiling.

I lean forward and kiss him. Not in a sweet way. I kiss him with all the fiery passion and neediness that I feel. He gladly kisses me back with the same neediness.

His hands travel up my sides feeling like fire anywhere he touches. I then position us so I'm straddling his lap.

I begin to grind myself on him and he groans in approval. I need him and I need him now.

I manage to strip only his shirt off him before he picks me up by my thighs, carries us to the bedroom, and shuts the door behind him with his foot.

He tosses me on the bed which causes me to laugh, but that quickly stops once he starts to kiss my neck. He sucks on the spot right below my earlobe which makes me moan his name. Then he quickly removes my shirt.

That night was pure bliss, and we fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

Time Jump- The Next Morning:

I wake up feeling movement beside me. I see Jace, fully clothed, finishing packing a bag. He turns and sees me, a sad smile crosses over his face.

"I was going to wake you up before I left," Jace says, while I put one of his big t-shirts on.

"I know you would have," I state while I walk over to him.

"I have something for you," He then removes a necklace that he's worn since Stephen has died.

The necklace was a silver chain with the Herondale family ring on it, and on the ring the letter 'H' was branded on. The ring has been in Jace's family for decades. It also used to be his father's, so this necklace means almost everything to Jace.

"Your family ring?" I stammer out, as I look up at him in shock.

He walks behind me and I move my curly hair out of the way. I felt the ring fall right above my cleavage, and it fell perfectly.

"Yeah, I want you to have a part of me while I'm gone," He says and I turn around to look at him. "And just so we're even," He says as he pulls up his shirt, showing his chest, with abs that are drool worthy. "I have something of you."

As I actually look at his chest, I notice that there's a tiny mark right over his heart. And as I look closer I finally realize what it is.

When Jace and I were 10, I had a thing about sketching random markings that we used to call runes, and giving each of them a power or a meaning.

Right above Jace's heart is the rune that we both agreed would signify love.

I tear up. "You know, I've never thought about getting a tattoo before but now I think I want one." The tears burning, and threatening to spill over.

Jace chuckles at my comment and then holds me tightly.

"I do have time before I need to leave, want to see in the tattoo parlor downtown take walk-ins?"

I nod. I know it's stupid to get matching tatoos, but besides Jace's ring, it'll be the only other thing I have of him that's sentimental to both of us, and it's permanent.

Time Jump- After Getting The Tattoo At The Airport:

That didn't hurt at all. I got the same tattoo, the rune of love, over my heart the same place as Jace.

Jace almost punched the guy giving me the tattoo because, in order to put it over my heart, I had to take off my shirt. And in the words of Jace 'That little prick was staring at you for too long'. It only made me laugh which made Jace glare at the guy more than he already was.

I feel better though, knowing we have a little bit of each other.

Now here we stand in the airport. Jace is about to leave.

"Jace," I say, my voice cracking. "I'm going to miss you."

Jace's beautiful, golden eyes hold as much pain as mine do.

"I'm going to miss you too Angel," He engulfs me in a hug and I want it to last forever.

All of a sudden we both hear that Jace's flight is now being boarded.

"I love you," He whispers in my ear as he lets me go.

"I love you too," I say, my voice cracking once again.

He kisses me and my burning tears begin to flow. I kiss back and too soon he lets me go.

He looks at me again as I tears keep spilling over. Then he turns and leaves, only turning back right before boarding.

Time Jump- At Home:

I collapse on Jace's side of the bed. It's not even 2 in the afternoon and I'm ready to go to sleep. It's been an emotional draining day.

I kick off my jeans and strug out of my bra. I then grab the t-shirt that Jace wore yesterday and put it on. I cuddle Jace's pillow and let my tears flow free, making me sob into his pillow for hours.

Once I finally calm down I just think about Jace, causing me to fall into a sleep with dreams of him.

I'm thankful to have reminders of Jace everywhere I go.

Of course, I didn't realize our final night before Jace had to leave, Jace left something that's a definite reminder of him.