So a reviewer pointed out that it seemed sudden when Clary loved Jace in return, which was a super good point that I didn't actually elaborate on, so I'm going to address it here. When Clary called Jace at the beginning, she needed her best friend. She was also in love with him; at the same time, she was in love with Sebastian. It happens to most people at least once, being in love with two people simultaneously. That's what happened there. Thank you for pointing it out ThatOneGoodWriter!

"We don't have to go to the party," Jace assured her. "I'm up for going to the shooting range or the batting cages." He pointed at her, "I know you've been wanting to improve because you've got a point to make in gym. Which, you know, you don't."

"Jace. You've got girls swooning over you, left and right, and I'm not insecure but I think if I'm really good at something they'll leave me alone, you know?"

"You are good at something. You're an amazing artist."

"True," she conceded the point, "but the only person allowed to see my sketchbooks is you. Not them, not ever, ever them."

He understood that. Some of the drawings—one of him with angel wings, one with a redhead kneeling on the floor amongst books, her face in her hands—should not for any reason or under any circumstances be seen by, for example, Seelie.

"But that isn't the point. The point is Izzy will make me go to this party, even if we tried to ditch it."

"We could climb across the tree, through your window and leave from your house. She'll never know until it's too late."

She considered it.

He grinned at her. In her honest opinion, his grin should be illegal. She wondered if he'd never figured out that his panty-dropping smile should not be the same as his 'about-to-get-into-trouble' smile, or if he had figured it out and didn't care. Probably the second. Jace was not one to be concerned with the opinions of others, unless it was someone he cared about, in which case their words meant the world. He could try to hide that but Clary knew him better.

Whether it was the smile or that she loved him or how many times they'd gotten into mischief before, she knew she was about to climb across the damn tree. She sighed, "If I fall and die, that's on you, Wayland."

He grinned brighter and for half a second she didn't regret her decision. "Ladies first?"

She grimaced, "Why can't you just have a window lattice?"

"You don't have one," he pointed out. "If I want to sneak into your room and convince you to come out with me when you know you shouldn't, I have to be able to get there somehow."

Admittedly, this had been a common occurrence since their friendship had developed, so it wasn't like he didn't have a point.

"First thing's first, though. You still have to make good on your word."

"You make a compelling argument," she said throwing her arms around his neck.

She moved to kiss him, but he put a finger to her lips. "You just say stop, okay?" Then he closed the distance, claiming her lips with his own. She went up on her toes to reach him easier, but he laughed gently. "Let me make this easy for you." He sat on the bed and pulled her onto his lap, straddling him. "Better?"

It was, and in answer she kissed him again. His hands rested on her hips and hers fisted in his hair. She pulled away to breath and instantly his lips were on her neck. He kissed down the side of it, inevitably finding the hollow of her throat which he sucked on caused her to inhale sharply. His fingertips slid under her shirt, along her sides, setting her nerve endings on fire.

Within seconds the shirt was gone entirely, tossed haphazardly across the room.

He sucked on her neck again, causing her to throw her head back and moan. His hands slid upwards slowly and she threaded her fingers through his hair once more.

"May I touch?" He said, his fingers ghosting towards her breasts.

"Yes." If it were anyone else, anyone else at all she'd consider this way too soon into their relationship to be doing such things, but this was Jace who she trusted with her secrets and her life; Jace who she loved; Jace who was looking at her like she was a marvel, like even the Sistine chapel was not nearly as beautiful as she.

He cupped her breasts in his hands, massaging before reaching his hands around hesitantly, fingers resting on the clasp of her bra. She nodded once and he did not need to be told again. Her plain black bra flew across the room as well and before she could process it her nipple was in his mouth. He sucked hard and then bit lightly, causing her to arch into him, her toes curling. "God," she moaned.

Yeah, but you can call me Jace, almost slipped out of his mouth. His lips and tongue, however, had more important things to be doing.

His hands touched her waistband. "Do you want to?"

She paused, thinking, and his hands stilled. "Not tonight," she finally admitted.

"Alright," he whispered, giving her a small and gentle kiss before pulling back entirely. "Down the tree?"

She laughed. "This was all to make sure I'd agree to the tree idea. I might have known."

He joined her in laughter. "Nothing gets by you, gorgeous."

"I am the smart one in this relationship." She teased. "You're just here to make us look good."

He smirked. "At least we both excel then."

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In the end, the two teens just went to Taki's, mostly because it was the only place they liked that was open twenty-four hours.

"I mean," Clary was now arguing, "I know it's a tough choice but, come on, you cannot ship Stelena and Delena at the same time."

"Oh, but I can. I can ship whatever I want." Probably not a sentence he'd ever said to one of his soccer buddies, she thought wryly. "Besides," he accused, "don't act like you don't ship Morphlyssa and Jeblyssa."

"That's different." She declared narrowing her eyes and pointing her fork at him threateningly. "She actually does end up with both of them."

"I know. You made me read the whole series, remember?" His voice was annoyed but he wasn't, the laughter in his eyes threatening to spread at any moment. He'd been kind of annoyed at the time. Izzy and Alec had both laughed at him and he'd forgotten to study for a test, too engrossed in Splintered to as much as care. He'd gotten a B anyway, but it was the thought that mattered.

"Eh. You made me read Soul Screamers."

"Because it's awesome, Ris."

"Are you implying that my taste in books is not awesome? Because them are fightin' words, Wayland."

"Not at all." He held up his hands placatingly. "I would never suggest such a thing." He pretended to be penitent but his thousand-watt grin gave him away. He was teasing her.

"Wait," she pointedly ignored his jab, "back up. Morphlyssa? Seriously?"

He raised an eyebrow. "That was quite some time ago, Clary."

"Well," she defended. "I did say 'back up'."

"I…don't know what to say to that. You're technically correct…"

"The best kind of correct," she interrupted.

"…but that's just…just…well, at least I have perfect hair." He finally blurted

Clary stared at him, dumbfounded. She blinked slowly and he winced. For all his wit, that was really the best he could do?

"If everyone spent as much time on their hair as you do even Chewbacca could have perfect hair."

"I thought what's-his-name was the Star Wars fan."

She gave him a stern look. "Simon is a bigger fan than I am, it's true, but come on Jace. Harrison Ford. I don't care how straight you are. That man is gorgeous."

"More gorgeous than me?" He feigned hurt and she simply nodded very seriously back at him.

"Harrison Ford, Jace."

"Okay."

"Harrison fucking Ford."

"I got it, Clary."

"Harrison…"

"Do you ever go on about me like this?" He cut in. "Because I'm pretty gorgeous, too, and a bad ass."

"Oh, I see. So you saved a princess from an evil overlord?"

"Well, you're a princess."

"Oh, hon." She smiled. "Flattery will get you…well, most places actually, but you gain no ground here."

He pouted at her.

And thus, she thought smiling a tad evilly, she reigned victorious.

Yeah, it's a good bit shorter than the first one. I'm sorry; I just didn't want to drag it out and have it become crap just because I was trying for length.