Super big thank you to all those who reviewed! Here's chapter two! A thanks to my beta TheOneAndOnlyFangirl. You should go read her stuff its great!

Morning rolls around. Despite how much I don't want it to. I wake up at 8:30. My alarm clock is old and takes three hits to shut off. Today I will find out what is going to happen for the next year.

I get up and make a strong cup of coffee. That helps.

A shower and clothes later I leave to catch the subway.

St. John's Hospital is really big and you have to know your way around. I've been here enough times I could walk it blindfolded. That helps me keep walking and not blowing this thing off and crawling under my covers. I walk past a cafe and the scent of espresso wafts toward me.

Oncology is on floors 6-8. I have to go to eight for the offices. I get in the elevator and it stops three times before I can get out. They've always tried to decorate the place. It is only pathetic. In a giant frame are the pictures of all the cancer kids and adults who have undergone treatment here. They are all smiling and I walk along them for awhile. A lot of kids have been here. My picture is somewhere but I don't stop to find it.

The waiting room is almost deserted. A young boy pushes a cart around. I check in and sit down. Jace has text me two times since last night. One says 'Hi' and the other asks when we could we meet again. Would he want to see me if everything goes downhill? No. No one wants to be with someone who is sick. Maybe just one more dinner? I don't have anymore time for my internal monologue. A nurse with a smile calls my name. Man I hate fake smiles. The nurse leads me to Doctor Smith's office.

Doctor Smith is a middle aged man with greying hair. He motions for me to sit. I sit.

"How are you feeling Clary?" he asks.

"Fine."

"Nothings wrong?" He presses further. This is not good.
"No. I've been completely normal."

"Well... your white blood cell count is larger than 're going to have to start treatment again. I'm sorry, Clary, but your cancer is back." This makes me cold and my knuckles grow white because of me gripping the chair.

"What's going to happen?"

" I would say chemo. That was what worked last time." Yeah it worked it also left me basically bed bound for over a year. "We'll start you on a plan soon."

-0.o.0-

I lie down on the small couch. Someone knock on the door and I stay quiet. Maybe if I pretend I'm not here they will go away. Then there is the sound of a key turning and a "I know you're in there Fray." Simon is the only person with a spare to my apartment so I brace myself for his company. "Answer your phone." His eyes light up in realization and go dark. "Please tell me it was good news or someone just died in a tv show."

"No." He comes over and sits next to the couch.

"Is the-" I don't even let him finish.

"Yes."

"You'll be fine. I have no doubt. You just need over nineteen hours of your favorite boy wizard." Simon reaches into his bag and pulls out 8 DVD's.

"Set them up and I'll make coffee." I stand up and head to the kitchen when my phone buzzes in my back pocket.

Jace: Meet me Takis 9 2nite.

To my surprise I respond:

Clary: Sure.

Now I need to get rid of Simon.

In the end I call Magnus and ask him to call at at 8:30 ish. He is going to make sure Simon leaves. I know it's mean but I really don't want to explain my premise for going on a date. Magnus called and said the Simon's mom's cat died and that she was an emotional wreck. He left and I went out.

-0.o.0-

The sun was setting and the Taki's sign glowed a nasty neon. Jace was already inside. A small part of me lights up. It's weird. Only a few hours ago I was scared out of my mind and now none of that matters. The door feels heavy as I open it. I slid into the plastic bench opposite of Jace. "I got you a milkshake." He says.

"Thanks. Is Max alright?"

"He's fine." There grows to be a minor awkward silence.

"Why'd you pick Columbia?" I ask.

"It was close to home."

"Same." My parents were scared of letting me live in an apartment in the same city as them, they would never even consider an out of state college.

"So who is Red?"

"My name is Clary. I like art and I have a weird pizza and ketchup fetish. I was born and raised in Brooklyn. Now who is Goldi-Locks?"

"My name is Jace. I love my car. I play basketball but probably won't this year. Once Alec and I bought a crapload of post-it notes and covered my neighbors car in them completely. The man is an asshole. He was plucking them off for weeks. I guess he was in a sticky situation."

"Did you get caught?" I ask not laughing at his pathetic attempt at a joke.

"He probably figured it out. There aren't many kids where we live." A tall waitress comes to our table with our milkshakes. She asks for our order. Damn it. I haven't looked at the menu. I just order what I got last time so I don't look like an idiot. Jace is really beautiful. I think and the thought stays with me.

"Are you any good at the piano?"

"You'll have to listen to me sometime. The noise of the angels will grace your ears."

Then we just keep talking. The two of us going on and on. Sometime later we ended up parked in front of my apartment building.

"See you tomorrow, right?" he asks.

"I really don't remember agreeing to that." His smile falters slightly.

"Come on Red, you'll want to see this again." he adds gesturing to himself.

"Fine. Lunch, but Goldilocks, I'm cooking it." He leans out of the drivers eat and kisses me. For the split second we touch nothing else exists. His lips are cool and leave a lingering sensation from where he touched me. "I can't wait for tomorrow." I say. Then I go back inside.

Upstairs in my apartment the TV's on. Simon's here. "How's your Mom?" I ask.

"She was fine and her cat is alright too. I knew it was Magnus and he was too quick to sell you out."

"Sorry," I walk over to the couch were Simon sits.

"Where'd you go?"

"On a date."

"Really?" there is the sound of doubt in his voice.

"Yes, really."

"Who?"

"Jace. He goes to Columbia."

"Wayland?"

"Yeah, You know him?"

"How oblivious are you?! He's the freaking star of the basketball team. He is a shoo in for the NBA." He said he did play basketball. I didn't think like serious collage ball.

"Cool we were on Goblet of Fire right?"

"He doesn't have the best rep with women Clary. Just be careful and, no, Order of the Phoenix." A player. He didn't seem like this. Jace has an ego too big for the world but he seems really genuine. He never even talked about, you know, doing it. He'll be here tomorrow. Till then.