One Hundred and Forty Nine

Lost Photograph

Jace POV:

There are so many instances that are talked about on a daily basis about fate and destiny and all that stuff that I thought was complete and utter nonsense. I truly didn't believe in it because I couldn't get past my parents death. How could something like that be fate? Was I destined to become an orphan so young? Was that their fate from the beginning? I simply couldn't wrap my head around it.

I could have ended up so much worse in life, I know that. My foster family are some of the nicest people I've ever met, and they truly did everything in their power to make me feel like I was apart of the family. But that doesn't mean I forgot all about my parents. I could never do that. They were everything to me for so long, and I wish they could see the man that I am today, the father I am today, the husband, the brother. I just wish I could share everything I've accomplished in life with them, but I can't, I just hope I make them proud every single day. That's all I really can do.

Today was a normal day for me. I was getting ready to go into work, and Clary was getting ready to spend the day with Izzy and our little boy. I was in the mirror tying my tie when Clary walked out of the closet holding something in her hand.

"Hey, what do you have there?" I asked not taking my eyes off the work I was doing with my tie.

"Where did you get this?" She asked and I turned around to look at her. I walked over to her as I saw the picture that I found all those years ago.

Flashback:

Jace – Age 7

My parents decided to take a weekend trip to New York City. I've never been before, and I just kept talking about the huge skyscrapers, so as a end of summer gift, they surprised me. I was super excited. It was the first time I was ever going on a airplane, and my first time in a big city.

Today we were going to Central Park. It wasn't the most exciting place in the world, but I wanted to be able to say that I went there once. My mom decided we were going to have a picnic, and I was really excited. She had a tight grip on my hand – her biggest fear was that I was going to get lost – as we made it to the perfect spot, my parents set up the blanket.

I stayed close but I wanted to explore a little, and as long as I was in my mom's line of sight, I was fine.

I was walking around the base of a tree when I saw a piece of white paper sticking out from underneath a large branch. Curiously I bent down and picked it up. It wasn't a piece of paper, but a photo. The girl in the photo looked younger than me, and she had the brightest red hair I've ever seen. It was pretty picture; she was smiling the widest grin I've ever seen, and she was in a cute sundress.

"Jonathan! Come get some lunch!" I heard my mom yell. I stuffed the picture in my pocket and ran over to my mom. I took a seat on the ground and picked up the grilled cheese that she made before we came here. The photo completely forgotten as I enjoyed the day with my parents.
End of Flashback

Jace POV:

"I found that when I was a little boy." I explained as I looked at the picture with a fond smile on my face. "I found it in Central Park one day and just kept it. Why do you ask?" I wondered.

"I lost this picture when I was 6 years old." She said and I think my jaw hit the ground. "I got them done for my birthday, and my mom handed this one to me, but the wind knocked it out of my hand." She explained. "You kept this?"

"Yea." I said completely dumbfounded. "I don't know what compelled me too, but the day I found it I stuck it in my pocket." I said. "I almost threw it away though." I admitted as I thought back to when I rediscovered the picture.

Flashback:

Jace – 13 Years Old

I was packing up the rest of my room as I prepared to move in with my foster family. In my parents will it says that they are my godparents, and if anything were to happen to them I would go with them, the only problem? I've never met them before. I had to leave my life in Oregon to go live in New York. I loved it there, but that didn't mean I wanted to go live there.

I already lost my parents, and now I have to leave my friends, my school, everything I've ever known. It was a lot of change to process in the short week and a half since my parents murder to wrap my head around the whole thing.

I only had one drawer left to pack. I opened it up and grabbed the few books that I stashed in there. I put them all in the box, but something caught my eye. I reached in and pulled out the old photograph I found all those years ago. I couldn't help but try and picture what she looked like now. I took a deep breath and looked at the trash bag, and than back at the picture. After a moment I shoved the picture in one of my books and closed the box.

"Jace!" I heard someone call. "We need to leave now." It was my social worker. She was nice enough, but kinda stressed, so she wasn't into lollygagging these days.

I walked down the stairs with my last box, and the man who my new foster family hired to drive me across country grabbed it and put it in the truck. He than got in the drivers seat and waited for me to enter.

"Thank you." I said as I faced my social worker. "For everything you've done for me the past week and a half." I said and she looked taken aback.

"I think that's the first 'thank you' I've ever received." She said sounding astonished.

"You helped me a lot, and I appreciate you being in contact with my foster family, and with the moving." I explained. My parents always taught me that no matter how big or small, if someone does something for you, they deserve recognition for that action.

"You are very welcome Jonathan." She said. "I know you've had a really tough week, and I can't imagine what you're going through, but the Lightwood's seem like a great family, and I hope that you can let them in." She said.

"I'll try my best." I said truthfully.

"Hodge is probably wanting to get on the road soon." She said and I nodded. "It was great meeting you, but I hope that you find a home with the Lightwood's so I don't have to see you ever again." She laughed and I smiled a little and nodded.

"Bye Ms. Dorothea." I said as I waved. I got in the front of the truck and Hodge started it up.

"Hope you're ready for a long ride kid." He said and I simply nodded. We pulled out of my driveway and that was the last time I saw my childhood home.

End of Flashback

Jace POV:

"This is insane." She said and I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're telling me." I said as I took a seat on our bed. "Who would have thought when I was 7 years old, I would find a picture of my future wife."

"And you never believed in destiny." She teased and I pulled her into my lap.

"I'm still skeptical, but this is insane." I said and she laughed. She looked at the picture, and I could tell she was thinking about something important. "What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" I asked and she smiled.

"This is just the only picture I have from my childhood." She said and I nodded. "I lost everything in that house fire when I was a teenager. But just like always, you are giving me a little piece of myself back." She said and I kissed her shoulder.

"Well, my 7 year old self certainly wasn't thinking about that when I stuffed that picture in my pocket." I added, and she laughed.

"I was wondering why it was a little crinkled." She said and I smiled. And that's when we both heard the baby cries. Clary got off my lap and went into the nursery. A few moments later, she was back, with a happy little baby in her arms. "This little boy knows exactly how to get our attention." She said. "I walked right in there and he was all smiles."

"He's a smart one, that's for sure." I said as Clary handed him over to me.

"We're having dinner with the Lightwood's tonight, so after work just head over there. Bentley and I will already be there." She explained.

"I think I would be a walking disaster without you." I said and she laughed.

"No. I know you would be a walking disaster without me. Honestly Jace, I thought maybe it was just a college thing, with balancing academics, with sports, but you walk around like a chicken with your head cut off all the time." She laughed as she got dressed and I couldn't help but smile.

"That's what makes us perfect for each other." I said. "You're my brain." I said and she came out of the closet laughing.

"Someone has to be in charge of that organ." She said and I leaned over and gave her a kiss before handing Bentley back.

"I'll see you two later." I said. "I love you."

"I love you too." She said and I gave her and Bentley one more kiss.

"I love you too buddy." I said and he just giggled. I grabbed my stuff and headed towards the car. Every morning went something like this, and every morning I couldn't get the smile off my face as I made my way to the office. I don't know where I would be if I didn't meet Clary in college. I really don't.

Flashback

Jace – Freshman In College

Another class done, another boring lecture out of the way. I never really liked school, I was good at it, but I didn't enjoy it at all. I knew I needed to go to college, and when I was approached in high school about playing baseball in college, it made it more appealing. So I was in a baseball scholarship, and I was really looking forward to playing at the collegiate level.

Although baseball isn't until the spring, it was nice that the team worked out, and played small games with each other all year long. It gave all of us time to get to know each other, and also gave us something to do to stay in shape that wasn't just being in the gym lifting weights.

The team was pretty cool, and I got along well with a lot of the guys on the team, so I was pretty excited to actually start playing with them. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, so when someone slammed into me, I was brought back to reality, and there on the ground was a petite redhead who I knocked over.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." I said as I bent down to help her pick her things up.

"Don't worry about it. Neither was I." She said as she looked up and my eyes locked with her crystal clear emerald green ones. After a moment, I shook my head and continued to gather her things and we both stood up. "Thanks." She said.

"No problem, and I'm sorry again." I said and she smiled.

"It's no big deal." She said. "I live with my head in the clouds the majority of the time, so I'm impressed I don't run into more people." She said and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm Jace." I introduced myself as I held out my hand.

"Clary." She took it and I couldn't help but notice out well our hands fit together. We stayed like that for a moment until she took her hand away. "I have class, so I should get going." She said.

"Can I walk you?" I said immediately, and I noticed that she blushed.

"I'm sure you have better things to do." She said.

"I have absolutely nothing else to do today." I said and she smiled.

"Than yea, I could use the company." She said and I nodded. We began walking to class in a comfortable silence until she broke it. "So, you don't sound like you're from New York." She said and I laughed.

"I'm originally from Oregon." I explained. "But when I was a teen I had to come live with my god parents, and they lived here."

"Why is that?" She asked without a thought. "Oh god, if it's too personal, you don't have to tell me." She immediately said, looing somewhat embarrassed.

"No, it's okay." I reassured her. I don't know why, but I felt like I could disclose this information to her. "When I was 13 my parents were killed, and I didn't have any blood relatives, so my god parents were the next best thing."

"Oh wow. I'm so sorry." She said.

"It was a long time ago." I said trying to act like it still didn't sting a little.

"I don't know what it feels like to lose my parents, but when I was 16 my entire house burned to the ground, so I get what it feels like to lose a huge chunk of your life." She explained, and although the two incidents are completely unrelated, I knew what she was trying to say, and it actually meant a lot to me.

"Yea, but you move on." I said. "You have too." We stopped walking in front of the building she was most likely going into.

"Thanks for walking me." She said and I smiled. "Maybe I'll see you around?"

"I would like that." I said. She gave me one last smile before walking into the building and I made my way back to the dorms. Something about her felt a little nostalgic. Like I've known her all my life, and it was good feeling to have.

End of Flashback

Time Jump – Later that Day

Clary POV:

Izzy and I almost spend at least one day a week together with the kids. Although I was a stay at home mom, Izzy wasn't, so finding time to get together was sometimes really hard, but Bentley and Laken were the cutest little cousins in the world, and they loved seeing each other. Or at least, I think they do. Both of them aren't even a year old yet, but with the amount of giggling that goes on, I think it's safe to assume that they enjoy each other.

Today was just a low-key kind of day, and we were in Izzy's backyard with the kiddie pool blown up, and the kids were each on their own little basket so they didn't drown, and Izzy and I were sitting around the pool with our feet in.

"So, how has Simon been lately?" I asked Izzy.

"He's good." She said a little somberly. I knew she missed him. "He said he should be done within the next week or two and heading back." She explained. "I hate when he gets called to fix other businesses, especially when they are across the country."

"I know, but at least he's almost done with that part of the job." I pointed out.

"Thank god for that promotion." She smiled. "I think I would have bitch slapped his boss if he sent him on another month long mission."

"I'm glad he's going to be staying around more." I said and she smiled.

"Me too." She agreed. "How's Jace? I feel like I don't see him enough." She said and I laughed.

"He's busy." I said. "But this case he's working on is almost done. He'll be at dinner tonight." I told her.

"Did you think he would be the one you'd marry?" Izzy asked me. "I mean, when he told us about you, I was stunned. Jace never told us about anyone before you. Not friends, not girlfriends, not anyone. Of course being in school together I saw him interact with people, but he never brought anyone around our family." She said and I laughed.

"Honestly, I thought I made the worst impression on you guys, and I was planning on Jace never speaking to me again after that." I said and we both started laughing as I remembered the first time I met his family.

Flashback:

Clary – Freshman in College

College wasn't exactly what I was expecting, but I was enjoying it a lot. But if you told me when I started, that I would be sitting at a baseball game watching a guy who has become a really good friend, but also the biggest crush I've ever had, I would have told you that you were crazy.

Jace and I got along really well, which I didn't expect. I was your normal art geek, and he was super athletic, and everyone at the school either wanted to be his friend or date him. I couldn't blame them though. He was hot. Which just made me more nervous around him. Especially because I was never the girl who was friends with the most popular guy in high school.

Baseball might be the American pastime, but I'm not going to lie and say that I understood all the rules. I never went to football games, or baseball games, or any social event in high school, and I wasn't really sure what to do at this one. So I just sat alone and watched Jace. I knew the basics (after looking them up). Jace was the second baseman. He was a left-handed batter, and he threw with his left hand as well. I knew what a homerun was, a single, double, triple, but when it came to all the little details, I just let them slide.

The game was pretty good actually. Our team was winning by 3 runs, and it didn't look like the other team was going to be getting those three runs anyway. So I sat at watched as our team won, and the celebrated. It was always nice to start out with a winning game. The fans stood up and greeted their friends or family on the team, but I stayed seated for a little while. I saw Jace approach his family and give them all hugs. He was smiling, so I knew he was happy.

"Clary!" He called, so I made my way off the bleachers over to where he was standing. "I'm glad you came." He said as he gave me a hug.

"Me too." I said as we broke apart. "It was a good game."

"Well Clary, this is my family." He said as he pointed to the group. "Maryse, Robert, Alec, Izzy, and that little guy is Max." He said as he pointed each of them out.

"I'm not that little!" The boy retorted and everyone just laughed. He opened his Naruto and I could see the confused look on his face as he tried to figure it out.

"Word of advice Max." I said and he looked up at me. "Naruto reads from right to left." I said and he looked back at the pages.

"That makes so much sense!" He explained before he went back to the beginning and started reading, and I couldn't help but smile.

"We were going to go out to dinner, would you like to join?" Jace asked.

"I wish I could, but I have a project due Wednesday, that I haven't even started." I admitted and they all laughed. "So I should probably get on that."

"Okay." He said. "See you Monday?"

"Of course." I said. "And great game again. That thing you did, with the…yea. It was cool." I stumbled and I honestly wanted to throw myself off a bridge.

"The unassisted triple play?" He said and I just nodded because I didn't know what that meant. "Thanks."

"Yea. Well, bye." I waved shortly and started walking away. The entire way back to my dorm I was practically cursing myself. I sounded like such an idiot. Why did I have to open my mouth?

End of Flashback

"I thought it was great." Izzy said and I was pulled out of my memory. "It was nice to just see Jace like a normal girl."

"I'm guessing I wasn't his type in high school?" I asked and she laughed.

"He had a type. Dumb blondes, tall, huge boobs, and a huge attitude." She explained.

"Why though?" I asked curiously.

"I really don't know." She said. "I think it has to do with the fact that they were easy for him to attract. He's one of the most attractive guys I've ever seen. And he's always been that way. When he first moved in with us, I had a tiny crush." She admitted and I laughed. "There wasn't a girl in our high school that didn't want to date him."

"Really makes me wonder why he chose me. Of all people." I wondered out loud.

"Because unlike his other 'girlfriends', I'm not even sure you can call them that, but unlike them, his voice would emote so much happiness when he talked about you, and just seeing him interact with you was something I never saw before." She explained. "He wasn't happy for a long time, and when he met you, that all changed."

"He did the same thing for me too." I said. "I wasn't popular in high school, and I didn't really care either, but everyone made me feel out of place but once Jace and I started getting close he just made me feel less freaky and less lonely."

"That's why you two are perfect together." She smiled.

"You want to know something really freaky?" I asked her remembering what happened this morning.

"Of course!" She said.

"I was getting ready this morning, and you know how much of a bookworm Jace is." I said and she nodded. "Well, one of his books fell off the shelf in our closet, so I picked it up and a picture fell out." I said. "The picture was of me when I was 6 years old."

"Get the hell out of here." She said astounded.

"It was the craziest thing. He found it when he was 7 years old in Central Park." I told her.

"That's insane. And he kept it?" She asked.

"Yea. He said he didn't know why, but something compelled him to keep it." I explained.

"Wow." She said. "That's like fate or something."

"Honestly Iz, it really freaked me out." I admitted. "Not in a bad way, just in a really other worldly way."

"The fact that he found that picture, and you two are now married and have a family, is the most insane thing to me." She said and I nodded. Laken started to fuss, and Izzy and I decided that it was time to be done with the pool. We got them out, and got them into the bath. I always enjoyed my time with Izzy, and the kids. I have such a great life, and I really couldn't ask for anything better.

Time Jump – Later That Night

Jace POV:

After the conversation I had with Clary this morning, I wanted to do something special for our anniversary. We had this deal that the only time we were allowed to get each other an expensive gift was for birthdays. When it came to holidays and anniversaries, we just got each other sentimental gifts, or tiny little trinkets.

This year for our anniversary, now that I knew that picture was her, I was going to get it restored and framed for her. I knew that the fire that destroyed everything for her was truly devastating, and she didn't show it, but not being able to have pictures to show our son, or jus to reminisce about really hurt her, and this was something I could give back to her, and not just in the form of a crumpled picture, but in a nicely framed picture that I know will mean a lot to her.

I still remember when she told me how the fire started, and how devastating it really was for her, and it just made me so much more in awe of how strong she was.

Flashback

Jace – Sophomore in College

In the last year or so of knowing Clary, I learned a lot about myself. She was a girl that I wanted to be with all the time, and I never felt like that before. I look forward to every time I get to hang out with her, and when I see her at my games, I just want to play so much harder for her.

We were in the library studying, well Clary was working on a sketch she needs for class, but we were doing work like we always did together, but when I looked up Clary looked conflicted. Her face was covered in a painful expression, and her fingers were nervously tapping on the desk.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked and she looked up.

"Uh, yea. I'm fine." She said, but I didn't believe her for a second.

"I can tell you are not fine Clary." I said and she sighed. "What's going on?"

"We have to draw a time in our life that was the most difficult." She explained. "The only time in my life that was hard was the fire, but I can't bring myself to draw it."

"Why not?" I asked curiously.

"I guess part of me doesn't want to relive it." She said as she placed the pencil down. "My mom got injured in the fire." She started.

"You don't have to talk about this if it's too painful Clary." I told her, but she just shook her head.

"I honestly thought I lost her for a second, and everything in me felt like it died as well." She continued. "She's the only person I've ever had in my life. I never knew my father, I don't have any siblings, and I didn't have any friends." She explained. "It was always me and my mom against the world, and when I thought she wasn't going to make it, I panicked."

"But she's okay right?" I asked.

"Yea." She said. "She had some severe burns on her legs that kept her in the hospital, and she had to go to physical therapy to get proper motion back in her legs, but she made it." She explained.

"That's great." I said.

"Yea, but the hospital bills really cleaned us out." She said. "We lived in a sleazy motel that was used for prostitution, and drug deals." She said and I could just see her reliving it in her head. "It was the lowest we've ever been. I got a job so that I could pay the motel bills so my mom could focus on her recovery, but lots of places that pay well aren't exactly respectable." She hinted.

"What did you end up doing?" I asked curiously.

"You're going to hate me." She whispered, but I knew there was nothing in the world she could have done to make me hate her. I reached across the desk and took her hand in mine.

"I could never hate you Clary." I said, but she still looked so sad.

"There was a gentleman's club down the street from the motel." She started. "I went there at first to be a waitress, but I realized soon after I was hired that being a waitress, and being a dancer there was one in the same." She shivered at the memory. "Turns out they had been looking for a redhead for a long time, and they were willing to pay me under the table so that no one would find out I was only 16." She continued. "So I did that until I was out of high school."

"There is nothing wrong with doing the unconventional in order to survive." I told her honestly. "Sometimes life gets hard, and decisions have to be made."

"I was honestly ashamed of what I was doing to get money, but we needed it if we didn't want to live on the streets." She said and I nodded. I totally understood why she did what she did. "But our lives just kept getting worse."

"How so?" I asked.

"When a house catches fire, they investigate to see what the cause was." She said. "When they investigated our house, they found that it was an arson case."

"Someone set your house on fire?" I asked and she nodded.

"We were in court for almost 2 years trying to prove it." She said.

"And did you?" I asked.

"Yea." She said. "Apparently a guy my mom went to college with was in love with her, but she rejected him for my dad, and he wasn't happy about it." She explained. "So he found an opportunity to get back at us, and he took it."

"That's fucked up." I said.

"I'm thankful that my mom and I survived it, but I lost everything. My clothes, my pictures, my whole life was now in ashes, and it took us a long time to recover from it." She said.

"I can't imagine going through something like that." I said honestly.

"I just can't draw that." She said.

"Well, the assignment is pretty vague." I pointed out.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"You have to draw the hardest time in your life." I said and she nodded. "But it doesn't specify that you have to draw that exact moment. Why don't you use something positive you got out of the hardest time in your life." I suggested.

"Like what?" She asked.

"You went through hell, but you went through it with the person who means the world to you." I said thinking about my own life. "You survived, and so did your mom. So draw something positive that came out of the negative."

"That's actually a really good idea." She said as she picked up her pencil and flipped the page in her sketchbook. "Oh, and Jace." She said and I looked up from my textbook. "I know you thought about your parents when you said that." She said and I nodded. She was really good at reading me. "I think they would be really proud of how you handled what life threw at you." She smiled.

"Thanks." I said. She nodded and went back to drawing. Going through hell was hard enough, but doing it alone was probably the hardest part about it, and I was glad Clary didn't have to do that part.

End of Flashback

Jace POV:

Everything Clary has ever told me about her life just made me admire her that much more as a person. She was the strongest woman I've ever met, and I think that's what attracted me to her even more. She was beautiful, smart, funny, and so resilient. Most people would have given up if they were in her shoes, but she didn't, and that impressed the hell out of me.

I finally pulled up to the Lightwood house, and got out. I threw my tie in the backseat, and I made my way into the house. I could hear children playing, and light conversation. When I reached the living room, everyone was gathered around talking. I made my way over to Clary and kissed her on the top of the head.

"Hey, you're here sooner than I thought." She said.

"Yea. Court ended early today." I told her.

"So Jace, Clary told me something interesting today." Izzy said.

"Oh yea, what's that?" I asked as I sat down on the armrest of the couch.

"She told me about the photo." Izzy said.

"Yes. Crazy isn't it?" I asked and she nodded in agreement.

"What photo?" Maryse asked.

"When I was 7, my parents brought me here for a weekend. I always wanted to visit, and they made it happen." I said. "We were in Central Park and I was walking around a tree, and I found a picture. It was of a little girl, and I just liked it. So I stuffed it in my pocket and went about my day." I explained. "But I kept it. For some reason, I couldn't throw it away. This morning Clary found the picture in an old book I haven't opened in years."

"Which brings up the point of why do we still have it?" Clary interrupts and I just laughed.

"Because I'm a hoarder." I simply said and she rolled her eyes. "Anyway, Clary found the picture, and it turns out that it's her."

"No way." Maryse said.

"Way." Clary said. "It was from when I was 6. My mom got them for my birthday, and she gave me one to look at, and the wind took it away from me." She explained.

"That's insane." Alec commented.

"I know." Clary and I said together.

"That's incredible." Maryse said. "And you two are married."

"Trust me, it's incredibly mind blowing that I found a picture of her when I was 7, and now we're married." I said and they all nodded. I couldn't wait for her gift to be finished and to give her a little more back than an old crinkled picture.

Time Jump – Anniversary

Clary POV:

It was Jace and I's anniversary tonight, and I couldn't wait to have a night alone with him. Bentley is spending the night at the Lightwood's and Jace and I were finally going to be able to have that one on one time we were in need of.

I had just finished putting the finishing touches on when I heard the door to our bedroom open. I looked behind me and there stood Jace. Black suit, black tie, and looking more and more handsome as the years pass.

"You look amazing." Jace smiled.

"I figured our first night out in months deserved a little more dressing up than others." I said and he laughed.

"Are you ready?" Jace asked and I nodded. I grabbed my purse and we made our way out to the car. It was waiting there for us, and we slid in the back seat.

"You really went all out." I said as I looked at how nice this car really was.

"It's our 7 year wedding anniversary. I figured why not splurge." Jace said and I laughed.

"I can't even imagine what you're going to plan on the 10th anniversary." I said and he just laughed. We made our way to the restaurant and were seated immediately in an intimate room, where nobody could bother us. The waiter immediately brought us over a bottle of wine and poured it before leaving.

"To us." Jace said and I couldn't help but smile.

"To us." I agreed and we clinked glasses. We both took a sip before he put his glass down.

"I have a surprise for you." Jace said as he got up and went to the far wall and grabbed something. He placed it right in front of me.

"What is this?" I asked curiously.

"Why don't you open it?" Jace said and I laughed and began to tear away the paper. When I finished I couldn't help but gasp. "Do you like it?"

"Like it? I love it Jace. It's perfect." I said and the tears started to form in my eyes. "Thank you."

"Its crazy to think that a Lost Photograph I found when I was a kid was of the woman I was going to marry. But I can't help but think that maybe we were meant to be together." Jace said with the biggest smile on his face. He kneeled down in front of me and kissed my hands. "I love you Clary."

"I love you more than I can explain Jace." I said as I pressed my lips to his.

Life has a funny way of working itself out, but I wouldn't want it to be any other way than it is right now.

Authors Note:

Before I get into how I came to write this story, I want to say that anyone who has anything negative to say, STOP READING MY STORIES! Personally I don't care what you have to negatively say, but it's annoying to read it, so I'd appreciate it if you just didn't read my things.

Any-hoo, I found this story on my computer from over a year ago and forgot I even started it, and when I reread it, I knew I had to post it. I know I lost my inspiration for these stories, but I am one determined girl, so I'm gonna stick it out until I reach 200, so bare with me while I get there. Let me know how you positive people like it, and let me know!