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Now, on with the story..

Clary's constant mood swings were giving Jace whiplash. He didn't know what to believe anymore. After having been all over him at dinner, the minute she got up from the table ,she went back to ignoring him. When they got to their room, she went directly to the bathroom, without saying a word. Jace just sat on the bed, waiting for her to get out.

Clary took her clothes off hastily and threw them in the basket. She stepped into the shower and let the scalding water cascade over her, numbing all of her senses. She felt so embarrassed about her reaction at the table, and after Jace had caught her kissing his neck. She didn't know what to do .He was already so confident and aware of his good-looks ,and now she had practically shown him how posessive and crazy she was and how into him she actually was. Should she talk to him? Not without risking making a bigger fool of herself if he didn't like her back.. She was just so drawn to him, and he was probably fed up with girls drooling all over him. She was acting like a teenager with a crush. or worse, in love, turning everything into drama, over-analyzing each of his actions. No , not in love, she wasn't in love with him, she just liked him a lot. She leaned her forehead against the cold ,tiled wall. Should she try seducing him? She knew she wasn't ugly and that most guys would kill to be with her. But Jace wasn't like most guys. He wasn't unable to make up a coherent sentence when in her presence. He was completely unfazed by her. No , seducing him was off the , she didn't handle rejection very well. Maybe she should just do it the old-fashioned way: Ignore the problem until it eventually went away. Yes, that seemed like a plan.

She got out of the shower ,wiped herself, blow-dried her hair a little, and then applied all sorts of creams and oils over her body ,making her skin soft and delicate ,despite her runes and scars. And she smelled really nice, too. She looked at herself in the mirror, pointing out all of her flaws. Still, she looked pretty decent. Her breasts were perky and gravity was holding them in the right place, her stomach was flat and toned, her bum was quite appealing , as well. She would do herself. But,nooo, Jace wanted freaking Aphrodite ! She sighed heavily.

She then noticed that she had forgotten to bring an extra set of clothes to the bathroom .She just wrapped herself in a towel. Jace wouldn't notice anyway, the furniture in the room seemed more attractive to him than her.

Jace was sitting on the armchair next to the window, sharpening a knife. He saw Clary come out of the bathroom carelessly, her hair slightly damp and draped to the side, her tight little body engulfed in a small towel that reached just under her bottom, her skin shiny and luscious. His Adam's apple bobbed. Was she doing that on purpose to him? Clary completely ignored him while taking a tiny pair of panties out of a drawer and pulling them on under her towel. Fuck, that was hot, Jace thought. He could feel himself get all worked up over her all over again. He leaned into his chair to get a closer look. She didn't seem to mind anyway.

Clary avoided looking at Jace for fear he would see in her eyes how much she longed to be with him,and how unhappy she was that he didn't feel the same way. So she just ignored him, and didn't even care that she was almost naked in front of him. She turned her back to him and dropped the towel to the floor. She put on a white camisole through which Jace could easily see the outline of her pointy nipples. She thought she had heard him catch his breath .She then remembered how easily he had gotten aroused after she had barely touched him at dinner. She shrugged the thought off . Maybe he had an erectile problem of some sort and got aroused by anything. It had nothing to do with her. Okay , now she was just making up crap. She looked for a pair of pants ,but then decided to remain in her underwear,to taste the waters.

She slowly advanced towards the bed , swaying her hips alluringly .She lied down on the bed,over the covers,and bent one knee seductively, giving Jace a good look at her thigh. He cleared his throat and got up from the armchair. He walked to the bathroom in a strange way, as if his pants were suddenly too tight for him. Clary smiled , got under the covers and went to sleep.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Jace, Simon and Sebastian were in the training room, stuffing themselves with weaponry .They waited for the girls to get ready for their hunt in the club.

Isabelle and Clary were adding the final touches to their flawless smokey- eye makeup and their blood-red ;ips. Clary was wearing a skin-tight black dress that reached under her bottom, thigh-high black boots and a red mid-riff leather jacket to conceal her runes. She was careful to apply them only on the areas that could be covered,that's why she had none on her chest, to be able to show her , soon enough she would have to apply one on her chest, the marriage rune. She sighed ,remembering how confused she was about the whole marriage situation. She just hoped she could be able to enjoy herself that night.

Isabelle was wearing tight skinny red leather pants , a low-cut black blouse with long sleeves and black high-heels. She had a glow all over her face,she was happy, and Clary felt excited for her, as well, but couldn't help but feel slightly jealous too.

"Ugh, if that bitch Aline hits on Jace again.."she said through gritted teeth.

"Did Jace notice you were jealous?"

"I wasn't ! "she defended herself. "And he probably didn't even notice she was hitting on him. Girls act like that around him all the time."

"Oh, well, I'll hold her for you"Isabelle smiled.

"Thanks ,Izzy, you're the best."Clary said as they started walking towards the training room to meet the boys and get all geared up. But not too much, since they were the bait for the male demons. Jace and Simon had been quite reluctant to go on with this plan, but they weren't able to come up with a better one, so, they stuck to it.

The music was blasting loudly through the speakers at Pandemonium,making the floor vibrate, sending chills through Clary's body. She felt herself taken over by the beat of the music pulsing through her veins, pumping adrenaline through her. SHe looked at Jace who was eyeing the crowd scrutinizingly.

Clary noticed that the club was filled with downworlders, rubbing against each over languidly, cold sweat dripping all over their bodies. She considered throwing Aline to one of the werewolves so they could have a juicy heavenly treat. She and Isabelle elbowed their way to the bar through the throng of people. They ordered drinks and scanned the place for demons. Aline had refused to be bait and stayed back with the boys. Hoping to hit some more on her husband, Clary thought.

They boys and Aline were watching them from a secluded corner, ready to intervene .Two demons got close to the girls and started talking to them. Jace' s and SImon's hands went to their swords, watching them with their bodies in alert. Simon saw Clary and Isabelle flirt with the disgusting demons, while their whips were slowly and descreetly wrapping around the creatures' bodies, imobilizing them. They pulled out their seraph blades and swiftly slashed their throats ,making them disappear.

Then, more demons started making their way towards the girls, having seen the scene .The other shadowhunters, began advancing heavily through the crowd and launched themselves at the ugly demons, slashing, cutting, stabbing and gutting everything in their way. The other downworlders ignored the blood bath going on around them, not wanting to get involved in Nephilim business. Jace searched desperately for Clary, knowing she wasn't armed very well. He saw Simon fighting side by side with Isabelle, her trapping the demons with her whip, and him chopping their heads off.

A demon made his way to Jace ,hissing and spitting at him. He avoided the monster's attacks while it was desperately trying to claw at him .He did a flip, kicking the demon in its head and then stuck his seraph blade in its heart. More of them started to corner him and he finished them off easily, one by one, still unable to spot Clary.

"JACE !"a defeaning scream resounded over the loud music. Jace immediately recognised her voice and elbowed his way through the crowd, finding Clary pinned down to the floor by a particularly large demon. It was hovering menacingly over her, poisonous ichor dripping from his mouth onto Clary's skin, burning her all over. Jace could see the several blades that had been stuck in the demon's body in Clary's desperate attempts to take it down. It seemed pretty strong. He jumped on the back of the demon,plunging the seraph blade into its hert. He looked around the club for the others and saw that most of the demons had been killed off. He took Clary's fragile body into his arms and got her out of the club into a back alley.

He put her down and started pulling up her sleeve to apply an iratze.Clary was panting heavily while leaning against the wall. He was looking all over her body for signs of any serious injuries. The burns were already starting to heal.

"I'm okay ,Jace ."she breathed out.

"No. You're not."he ran his hands through his hair angrily, his jaw clenched."That demon could have killed you. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, but it didn't, I'm fine." she reassured him.

"Don't say you're fine."he spat."I knew I shouldn't have let you go out there with so few weapons on you."

"If I had had more weapons on me, they would have noticed I was a shadowhunter. We didn't know there would be so many-"

"I looked for you. I couldn't see you. How did you see me?"

"I didn't."she blurted out, looking at him with big eyes.

"But you called my-"

"I know." she whispered.

Jace , who was a few feet away from her, pacing nervously,stopped in his tracks and sprung himself at her, pressing every inch of his body against her. Clary let out a ragged breath."Jace.."she whispered longingly grasping his jacket tightly , while he looked into the depths of her eyes. She could see that their gazes matched. She could see her emotions mirrored in his golden eyes. Desire , lust, want.

Sebastian burst the door open, panting heavily.

"There you guys are! We thought the demons had taken you or something ! "

"Fucking shit ! " Jace muttered, getting away from Clary and kicking a garbage can ,leaving her staring at him with an unfulfilled look on her face.

"Um.. did I say something?"Sebastian asked,confused.

"No, Sebastian, everything is just fucking fantastic, thank you very much."Jace growled.

''Um,, anyway, the others are out there partying. You should join."

Clary cleared her throat and pulled at her skirt, fixing herself up a little. There wasn't much damage to her clothes.

"Sure, let's go"she said, stepping back into the club with Jace hot on her tail, not letting her out of his sight for a second.

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