Lucy POV
I quickly started to make breakfast.' The sooner he eats the sooner he leaves' I thought as I started scrambling eggs, and cooking bacon.
It wasn't to long after that he came into the kitchen.
"Hey Luce. Whatchya cookin?" He asked as he took a seat at the kitchen table."Bacon and eggs." I replied after yawning.
Natsu POV
As Luce left the room her face was really red.' I wonder if she has a fever.' I thought slipping my vest and sandals on. I carefully wrapped my scarf around my neck loosely. I took another moment to look around to make sure I wasn't missing anything but the smell of food made me drool so I walked down to the kitchen.
"Hey Luce. Whatchya cookin?" I asked as I took a seat at her kitchen table. I picked a seat that was angled towards her and the window so I could look outside and watch her at the same time.' Why do I want to watch her cook though?' I asked myself as I made a face.
"Bacon and eggs." She said sighing. The way her voice sounded made me stiffen. 'For some reason I feel very hot and nervous around her. I need to get out of here as soon as possible.' I thought as she sat a plate full of bacon and eggs in front of me.
As I watched her fix her own plate my eyes drifted downward to her swaying hips. I couldn't help but notice she has a nice ass. Not mention just a nice body in general. She went to turn around so I averted my gaze from her amazing ass-et and pretended to be interested in something out side.
I began eating immediately.' The sooner I'm done the sooner I can leave and figure out why I feel different.' At my last thought Happy flew into the room looking frantic.
"Natsu! We need to go! Erza is looking for you!" He yelled as he was only 3inches from my face.
"Oh crap." I whispered wincing from the ringing in my ears because Happy pretty much yelled into them with the loudest voice possible.
"Who's Erza?" A feminine voice said from across the table.
"Oh. Erza is probably the strongest female wizard in Fairytail." Happy chimed." Oh." Lucy said as she took another bite of her eggs drifting off into her thoughts.
Lucy POV
'Strongest female wizard in Fairytail... I know I read that somewhere in sorcerer's weekly at one point in time. They must of had a picture to go with the interview.. Now just to figure out which picture it was...Oh! They must be talking about Titainia! Erza Scarlet, refugee from the tower of heaven, Scarlet hair, brown eyes, and a perfect body.' I thought as I blankly took another bite of my eggs.
'Speaking of reading, I wonder what kind of people will show up for books today at the library. Last time I had to call the police on some people snorting crack in the very back...(3 2 1 click!)' "Oh crap!" I yelled then ran to my bedroom to change leaving my breakfast on the table.
After what felt like forever I grabbed my favorite pair of knee high boots grabbed my house keys and ran back downstairs with my keys and whip strapped tightly to my belt.
Quickly grabbing Happy by the tail and Natsu by the scarf I dragged them out of my apartment and locked the door behind me.
"What was that for!" Natsu said catching his breath.' Oops must have accidentally choked him.' I thought as I quickly apologized for Happy's tail.
"See you later! Tell Levy I said hi please!" Yelled to the 2 boys as I ran to the library as fast as I could.
In the background I could hear Natsu yelling something but I couldn't here what he was saying.
I shoved the library doors open and quickly walked over to the time sheets so that I could time in. I had exactly 1minute before I would be considered late. I checked in and walked briskly to my office in the corner of the room I was currently in.
Unlocking the door and stepping in I dropped my bag into one of the chairs and went straight to the full body mirror I had hanging on my door for times like this.
AI straightened my top and fixed my wind blown hair so that it looked better.' I never really paid any attention to what I put on. I just kind of threw stuff on in a hurry. Its a good thing that I have good taste even when I don't pay attention.' I thoughtful looking at my outfit looking for any dirt from running.
I was wearing a nice sky blue t-shirt with a light pink jacket that complimented my bust size with a pear of skinny jeans that also complimented my figure appropriately.
After one more look I grabbed a small list of things needed done off my desk.
'1. Place returned books back on appointed shelves
2. Make sure book shelves are neat
3. Clean tables
4. Fix any broken chairs
5. Help at the checkout desk whenever you are needed
6. Make sure customers find what they need.
7. Keep people quiet.
From your manager.'
I sighed as I read the list because I knew good and well that my manager was just trying to give me things to do other than read. I tend to read more than work. 'Some of these are for the janitors to handle! I'm not the janitor!' I thought as I ground my teeth together in agitation.
I walked to the front desk and gathered all of the retuned books onto a cart. I organized them in alphabetical order. I'm OCD about that, plus it makes it easier to put the books back.
It didn't take me very long to do the first three 'chores' on the list. It was a little hard to fix All the broken chairs since people were sitting in them. Plus I had to carry them to the back of the library where all the tools to fix them are in a back closet.
It seemed like hours had passed when the whole list was completely done with the exception of #5-6. People were quiet like they were supposed to. That's probably from the sign I put up on the front door explaining that if you weren't quiet you were out.
I was about to go back to my office, but I had to tell the front desk where I would be.
I made a quick b-line to the front desk to inform Evergreen where to find me if she needed anything.
'Finally! Some free time to finish my book and listen to some music.' I thought as I gave myself a mental pat on the back.
When I got to my office I closed the door and sat down in my ever so comfortable desk chair. I turned on my iPhone and played some music off of Pandora. I chose to listen to modern mainstream rock as background music while I read my book.
I turned the volume to a comfortable level and grabbed my book out of the droor.
I was on the very last chapter of 'City of Bones'. In the last chapter I learned that Jace and Clary are brother and sister. I was kind of disappointed because I wanted Jace and Clary to get together, but hey, I'm not the author. Next chapter.#23 Valentine.( sorry if I ruin it for some people that don't know the end)
*'" I see I've interrupted something, "said Valentine, his voice as dry as a desert afternoon." Son, would you care to tell me who this is? One of the Lightwood children, perhaps?"
"No," said Jace. He sounded tired and unhappy, but the hand on her wrist didn't loosen." This is Clary. Clarissa Fray. She's a friend of mine. She-"
Valentine's black eyes raked her slowly, from the top of her disheveled head to the toes of her scuffed sneakers. They fastened on the dagger still gripped in her hand.
An indefinable look passed over his face-part amusement, part irritation." Where did you come by that blade, young lady?"
Clary answered coldly. "Jace gave it to me."
"Of course he did," said Valentine. His tone was mild." May I see it?"
"No!" Clary took a step back, as if she thought he might lunge at her, and felt the blade plucked neatly out of her fingers. Jace, holding the dagger, looked at her with an apologetic expression. "Jace," she hissed, putting every ounce of the betrayal she felt into the single syllable of his name.
All he said was," You still don't understand, Clary?" With a sort of deferential care that made her feel sick to her stomach, he went to Valentine and handed him the dagger." Here you go, Father."
Valentine took the dagger in his big, long boned hand and examined it." This is a kindjal ,a Circassian dagger. This particular one used to be one of a matched pair. Here, see the star of the Morgensterns, carved into the blade." He turned it over showing it to Jace." I'm surprised the Lightwoods never noticed it."
"I never showed it to them," said Jace." They let me have my own private things. They didn't pry."
"Of course they didn't." Said Valentine. He handed the kindjal back to Jace." They thought your were Michael Wayland's son."
Jace, sliding the red hilted dagger into his belt, looked up. "So did I," he said softly, and in that moment Clary saw that this was no joke, that Jace was not just playing along for his own purposes. He really thought Valentine was his father returned to him.'
" What!? That can't be true! Is it?" I said as I continued to read.
'A cold despair was spreading through Clary's veins. Jace angry, Jace hostile, furious, she could have delt with, but this new Jace, fragile and shining in the light of his own personal miracle, was a stranger to her.
Valentine looked at her over Jace's tawny head; his eyes were cool with amusement. "Perhaps," he said, " it would be a good idea for you to sit down now,Clary?"
She crossed her arms stubbornly over her chest."No."
"As you like." Valentine pulled out a chair and seated himself at the head of the table. After a moment Jace sat down as well, beside a half filled bottle of wine." But you are going to be hearing some things that make you wish you had taken a chair."
"I'll let you know," Clary told him," if that happens."
"Very well." Valentine sat back, his hands behind his head. The neck of his shirt gapes open a little, showing his scarred collar bones. Scarred, liked his son's, like all Nephilim. A life of scars and killing, Hodge had said. "Clary," he said again, as if tasting the sound of her name." Short for Clarissa? Not a name I would have chosen."
There was a grim curl to his lips. He knows I'm his daughter, Clary thought. Somehow he knows. But he isn't saying it. Why isn't he saying it?
Because of Jace, she realized. Jace would think- she couldn't imagine what he would think. Valentine had seen them embracing when he'd walked in the door. He must know somewhere behind those fathomless black eyes, his sharp mind was clicking away rapidly, trying to decide how best to use what he knew.
She cast another beseeching glance at Jace, but he was staring down at the wine glass by his left hand, half full of purplish red liquid. She could see the rapid rise and fall of his chest as he breathed; he was more upset than he was letting on.
"I don't really care what you would have chosen," Clary said.
"I am sure," replied Valentine, leaning forward,"that you don't."
"You're not Jace's father," she said." You're trying to trick us. Jace's father was Michael Wayland. The Lightwoods know it. Everyone knows it."'
"You tell him Clary." I whispered while intently reading on.
'"The Lightwoods were misinformed," said Valentine. " they truly believed- believe that Jace is the son of their friend Michael. As does the Clave. Even the Silent Brothers do not know who he really is. Although soon enough, they will."
"But the Wayland ring-"
"Ah, yes," said Valentine, looking at Jace's hand, where ring glittered like snake scales." The ring. Funny, isn't it, how an M worn upside down resembles a W? Of course, if you'd bothered to think about it, you'd probably have thought it a little strange that the symbol of the Wayland family would be a falling star. But not at all strange that it would be the symbol of the Morgensterns. "
Clary stared. "I have no idea what you mean."
"I forget how regrettably lax mundane education is," Valentine said." Morgenstern means 'morning star'. As in, How are thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!"
A small shiver passed over Clary. "You mean Satan."
"Or any great power lost," said Valentine,"out of refusal to serve. As mine was. I would not serve a corrupt government, and for that I lost my family, my lands,almost my life-"
"The uprising was your fault!" Snapped Clary. "People died in it! Shadow hunters like you!"
"Clary." Jace leaned forward, nearly knocking over the the glass at his elbow. "Just listen to him, will you? Its not like you thought. Hodge lied to us."
"I know," said Clary." He betrayed us to Valentine. He was Valentines pawn."
"No," said Jace." No, Hodge was the one who wanted the Mortal Cup all along. He was the one who sent the Raveners after your mother. My feathers valentine only found out about it afterward, and came to stop him. He brought your mother here to heal her, not hurt her."
"And you believe that crap?" Clary said in disgust." It isn't true. Hodge was working for Valentine. They were in it together, getting the cup. He set us up, its true, but he was just a tool."
". But he was the one who needed the Mortal Cup," said Jace. "So he could get the curse off him and flee before my father told the Clave about everything he'd done"
"I know that isn't true!" Said Clary hotly." I was there!" She turned on Valentine." I was in the room when you came to get the cup. You couldn't see me, but I was there. I saw you. You took the cup and lifted the curse off Hodge. He couldn't have done it by himself. He said so."
"I did lift the curse," said Valentine measuredly," but I was moved by pity. He seemed so pathetic."
"You didn't feel pity. You didn't feel anything."
"That's enough, Clary!" It as Jace. She stared at him. His cheeks were flushed as if he'd been drinking the wine at his elbow, his eyes too bright." Don't talk to my father like that."
"He's not you father!"
Jace looked as if she had slapped him. "Why are you so determined not to believe us?"
"Because she loves you," said Valentine.'
"Oh no he didn't." I said out loud raising my eyebrows in surprise.
'Clary felt the blood drain out of her face. She looked at him, not knowing what he might say next, but dreading it. She felt as if she were moments toward a precipice, some terrible hurtling fall into nothing and nowhere. Vertigo gripped her stomach.
"What?" Jace looked surprised.
Valentine was looking at Clary with amusement, as if he could tell he had her pinned like a butterfly to a board." She fears I am taking advantage of you, " he said. "That I have brainwashed you. It isn't so, of course. If you looked into your own memories , Clary, you would know it."
"Clary." Jace started to get to his feet, his eyes on her. She could see the circles beneath them, the strain he was under." I-"
"Sit down," said Valentine." Let her come to it on her own, Jonathan."'
"You ass. What if he was going to confess too?" I thought as I sighed frustrated. Ignoring the text I received from my phone.
'Have subsided instantly, sinking back into the chair. Through the dizziness of vertigo, Clary groped for understanding. Jonathan?" I thought your name was Jace," she said." Did you lie about that too?"
"No. Jace is a nickname."
She was very near to the precipice now, so close she could almost look down." For what?"
He looked at her as if he couldn't understand why she was making so much of something so small." Its my initials," he said." J.C."
The precipice opened before her. She could see the long fall into darkness." Jonathan," she said faintly." Jonathan Christopher. "
Jace's eyebrows drew together." How did you-?"
Valentine cut in. His voice was soothing." Jace, I had thought to spare you. I thought a story of a mother who died would hurt you less than the story of a mother who abandoned you before your first birthday."
Jace's slim fingers tightened convulsively around the glass's stem. Clary thought for a moment that it might shatter." My mother is alive?"'
" Don't do it Valentine."
'"She is," said Valentine." Alive and asleep in one of the downstairs rooms at this very moment. Yes," he said cutting off Jace before he could speak'
"No. Don't you dare."
',"Jocelyn is your mother, Jonathan. And Clary- Clary is your sister."'
"He did it. The little shit did it!" I yelled in frustration. I heard a knock on the door. 'Oh crap. I think I said that a little to loud.' I thought as I got up from my desk and opened my office door gingerly. Only to find a little boy standing there smiling." May I help you?" I asked sweetly." Can you show me where the romance novels are located?" He replied as faint blush crossing his cheeks. "Sure." I said taking in his features. He looked as if he were only 10years old with brown hair and glasses hiding the freckles on his face that stretched across his nose. He had on a hoody that looked 5 times his actual size and some baggy blue jeans. He had blue eyes that had small spots of brown here and there if you took the time to look.
I started walking down the hall to the main part of the library motioning for him to follow. He wasn't to far behind me when I turned a few corners heading towards the romance section.
When we arrived I asked a few normal questions to see if I could help him find anything in particular.
"So are you looking for anything in particular? Action romances, humor, or anything?" I asked scanning the shelves looking for something appropriate for someone his age to read without being scared for life.
"No actually, I already found what I was looking for." He said as he pulled a book off the shelf. I was completely shocked to see that he picked Fifty Shades of Grey.
"Oh...OK, well let's go get you checked out er, what's your name?" I asked.
"My name's David. What's yours?" He asked. "My name is Lucy." I said back smiling as we walked back to the front desk.
"That's a pretty name. I figured it would be pretty since your really pretty." David said with a shy smile and a small bush as he looked away.
"Thanks. How old are you?" I asked.' I want to know if that compliment was innocent or perverted.' I thought dryly. "I'll be 8 next week!" He said excited. 'Well at least he isn't a pervert.' I thought half amused.
"That's great! Do you think you'll get lots of presents?" I asked as I scanned his book.
"No. My parents don't have the money to do something like a present. But they are going to decorate and make a cake! They also said that they were going to save up for something special to give me! So that means I do get one present! I can't wait!." David said happily as he bounced up and down do to his high amount of energy at the moment.
'Poor thing. I wish I could do something for him... Wait! Yes I can!' I thought as I gave him his book.
Before he turned to leave I asked him another question." Hey David, what all do you want for your birthday?" He stared at me for a moment as if thinking of the next answer. Then his face lit up like a Christmas tree." Well," I secretly got out a notepad and pencil and started to write what he said down," I've always wanted a new bike. I want a blue one. And I also wanted a new book series to read too. Some new sketchbooks and the special sketching pencils for it. I also like to look around in the magic shops around town. One shop, Wizards antiques, has this cool necklace that can change colors according to the way a person talking to you feels. And they also have this cloak that can make you invisible or change your appearance entirely. Why do you ask?" He said curiosity filling his features as he stared at me. "No real reason. I was just curious. What day is it?" I asked again." Its next Saturday. " he said with a smile.
'Its Sunday now. That means I have the whole week to shop.' I thought with a smile." Hey, if you can. Can you go to the park with all the cherry blossoms Saturday?And bring your parents along." I said as my smile got bigger."Yeah sure. Why?" David replied." I'll have a surprise waiting for you there. Well have a wonderful day David. And if you get in trouble for reading that book I'm not to be blamed got it?" I said teasingly. "Got it. Bye Lucy-nee! I hope its OK if I call you that!" David shouted over his shoulder as he ran out the doors.
Now that I look at it. The sun seems to be setting. 'I wonder what time it is.' I thought searching for the clock. When I found it it read 7:00P.M.." Oh, I should have left work 3hrs ago." I said as I got up taking the list of birthday gifts with me folding it and putting it in my front pocket for safe keeping.
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Hey guys! Like I said, late update! So sorry. But I hope that this was a very good chapter for all my readers. And I'm sorry if I partially ruined the ending to City of Bones! But that was only part of the last chapter! I promise not to give the complete ending away.