They were now at Clary's and her brother's apartment, and it was almost eleven o'clock at night. They had walked all over the city, spending the majority of their time in Time Square. Clary had spent almost an hour and a half in both the gigantic Hershey's chocolate store and the Disney store. She had bought so much, that each of the boys were forced to carry at least three bags. And that was BEFORE they went to the enormous Forever 21. They had bought so much, that they had just decided to open a portal to Clary's apartment (out of the mundane's sight) and had just dropped everything off, before coming right back.

Clary alone had spent at least a thousand dollars, and Jonathan and Sebastian had both spent at least a quarter of that. It wasn't long before Jace asked, and Clary spilled that they were filthy rich. They refused to get into anymore detail than that, but Clary had spent the rest of the night buying things for them, even though the protested. She had so much fun buying them, and it was fun being a mundane for a day.

He returned his attention back to Jonathan, who was now looking down at Clary's phone, as they waited for Clary, Magnus, and Isabelle. The boys were all ready, but it seemed to be taking them forever to get Clary ready, and they could hear her threatening them when they tried to get her to try on something she didn't like, making them all laugh. She had quite the temper for someone so tiny.

He looked around the apartment again. It was huge, more like a penthouse than anything. They sat in the large living room that had a wall lined with leather recliners, another with a large black sofa and several love seats on the opposite. Against the far wall was a huge flat screen t.v. that was connected to an x-box, Wii, PlayStation, cable box, and DVD player. There was a large stack of video games and dvd's on the rack it was hanging on. They sat on the sofa behind a large wooden coffee table that had several books, magazines, notebooks, and sketchbooks. On the floor in the corner there were a few bean bags beside a small table, and the floor was covered in a thick, soft black carpet. There were several paintings and pictures of them hanging from the walls.

He looked around at the others. Alec and Sebastian were looking at one of the sketchbooks that had been on the coffee table, and Jonathan was still rummaging through Clary's phone. He got up, walking over to lean on the back of the couch Alce and Sebastian were sitting on, looking over their shoulders.

The page they were looking at showed the Eiffel Tower lit up. It was sunset, so the background was colored in with shades of pink, yellow and orange. The Tower was filled into perfect detail. it was the best drawing he'd ever seen. They flipped through it, showing a small faerie standing in the palm of someone's hand. Another showed an owl at night, it's yellow eyes standing out in the darkness.

"These are incredible. Did you draw these?"

Sebastian laughed. "Yeah right! I can't draw to save my life. No, Clary drew these. She's the only one in the family that's talented in the art's."

Alec looked about to reply when they heard Clary shout. "No, Magus! I swear on the Angel Raziel if you come near me with that I will cut off your fingers and shut them down your throat. I'm already ready! MAGNUS! Take one more step and I swear on the Angel, you won't have to worry about being immortal anymore."

They laughed as they heard them walking out of the room, and coming over to them. Jace's breath caught when he saw her. She wore a skin-tight emerald green strapless dress that matched her eyes. It ended at the top of her thighs, exposing her toned, milky-white legs, and had a small plunging neckline that ended at her rib cage, showing a considerable amount of cleavage.

Her hair was still in the thick ringlets, ending at about the same place as her dress, except that now it was shimmering with various colors of glitter. She had on a pair of high-heeled black ankle boots that made her considerably taller. She wore bright red lipstick, and her eyes were smoky and her eyelashes were incredibly long and thick, but he could tell they weren't fake. She carried a small purse that had a long, thin strap, and thin black sweater.

Jon groaned when he saw her. "Clary! What are you wearing?"

She looked down at herself. "What? What's wrong?!"

"Your dress! Your body! Your… everything! Are you trying to get attacked tonight?!"

"Attacked?! By who?"

Seb hit his arm, making his way over to Clary. "Lay off, Jon. She looks fine. You look fine. Just maybe…". He took the sweater from her and put it on her buttoning all the buttons so her dress was almost completely concealed. "Much better."

Isabelle snorted, shoving him out of the way and taking the sweater off her. "No. She looks hot, and you guys aren't going to ruin that by being overprotective."

Clary stuck her tongue out at Jonathan, making them laugh She drew a concealment on her arm to hide all of her marks, before looking around at everybody. "Alright, let's get going. I wanna get there before everyone's completely drunk. Then it just get's uncomfortable."

They laughed again as she led the way out, and closed the door behind them, punching numbers into the keypad on the door to lock it. They rode in a large taxi van, talking about hunting the whole time. When they got out, Jace and his siblings moved to get in line, but Sebastian pulled them back, pushing them after Jon and Clary who were heading for the entrance. Clary smiled at the bouncer who winked at her in return. "Miss Morgenstern. You're looking ravishing as always."

She laughed. "Thanks Ricky. Tell Morgan I said hi."

He nodded as they walked through. The club was packed, and the air was hot and thick from the fog machines and the large mass of writhing bodies that occupied the dance floor. Clary immediately made her way to the dance floor after glancing around quickly, and they all followed. She sat on the bar stools, and Jace couldn't help but smile when he saw her feet dangling, not long enough yet to reach the floor. As if she knew what he was thinking, she stuck her tongue out at him, turning to the bartender who was waiting for her to order. "Just give me a virgin margarita." After they had all ordered, the bartender walked away to make the drinks and Jace tugged on a strand of her extremely long hair to get her attention.

"So, how did you know that bouncer if you've never been to New York before?"

She laughed. "He's the boyfriend of one of my best friends that went to a mundane high schools. He's the one who told me about this place, actually."

He nodded, ready to ask more questions, but their drinks came, and he gulped his down heartily, enjoying the familiar burn of the alcohol sliding down his throat.

Isabelle clutched at her pendant, that was now glowing brightly, looking around. "We've got company guys."

Clary didn't even look up from her drink. Three o'clock. There's three of them, all who have been staring for about five minutes."

Jace eyed them out of his peripheral vision. One was tall with with pale skin and spiky electric blue hair, and odd purple eyes. The other one was shorter with black hair, black eyes and tan skin. The third had shaggy platinum hair and green eyes. All three were looking at staring at Clary seductively, making his stomach flip and his blood boil.

Clary however, surprised him by putting her now empty glass on the counter and standing up. "Game time." She turned her head back to look at him, smiling and making his heart stutter. "Cover me, Goldilocks." He didn't get a chance to respond before she walked towards them.