AN: I'm so incredibly sorry for the long wait! My exams start next week, so I decided to write as much as I could before everything goes crazy again. Chapter 6 is done, too, so I will upload that later today or tomorrow.
Chapter 7 will be the last chapter of this story. Isabelle and Alec were supposed to appear in this chapter, but it ended up being too long so I split it in 2. I hope you don't mind since the next chapter will be up very soon.
Disclaimer: I don't own TMI or any of its characters, it all belongs to C. Clare
Jace POV
Jace sat down on his bed and pulled Clary close. Magnus had just left and Jace needed some time to think. He definitely knew Magnus somehow, but it didn't look like he was going to remember anything else.
Clary squeezed his hand. "If you don't want to wait until tomorrow, I'm sure Luke can convince Magnus to help us now."
Jace shook his head. "No." He nervously ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know, what if-" He stopped talking and pressed his lips together.
"What is it?" Clary frowned and reached out to touch his face.
Jace avoided her eyes and stared at his knees instead. "I'm afraid." It felt weird, saying that. He knew he wasn't used to being scared, and definitely not to admitting that he was. But it was true, and Clary didn't know how much he hated saying it. She didn't know how unlike him it was to feel things like this, and even though he'd forgotten almost everything, he knew things about himself as if they were vague memories.
"Of what?" She was curious, and a little worried, but not impressed or shocked as people who'd known him for a long time would be. It was easier to talk to her because of that, less hard to open up to her.
"What if I'll never remember?" He said silently.
Clary relaxed beside him. "Of course you will. Magnus will help us, there's nothing to worry about." She seemed very sure of this, but it didn't help much.
"But what if he can't? What if I see my family tomorrow and I don't recognize them?"
Clary sighed and took his head in her hands, turning it towards her. "He can help us. I promise. You'll go back to your family and everything will be as it was before. Okay?"
Jace smiled a little and nodded. Her confidence was comforting and he figured that exhaustion was making him so gloomy.
Clary POV
Clary was glad that Jace felt better, but it was hard to keep the smile plastered on her face. It was fake and didn't reach her eyes, and she knew Jace would notice this. She kissed him when he looked up, her hands moving to the back of his head and her fingers tugging lightly on his soft curls. She'd surprised him, but he didn't seem to mind. He held her waist and played with the hem of her shirt. Clary had the awful feeling that this might be their last day together. She didn't know why, but part of her was sure that everything would change once Jace went back to his family.
Suddenly she froze, and Jace pulled back. "What's wrong?"
Clary stared at him, her eyes wide, and immediately let go of him. "Jace! What if you have a girlfriend?"
Jace stared at her, confusion clear in his eyes.
"What if you have a girlfriend and you forgot? She must be so worried about you! Oh God." Clary held her hand to her mouth in horror. She might be ruining his relationship. He could be cheating on his girlfriend right now.
Jace didn't seem very concerned, though. "I don't think I have a girlfriend." He said, shrugging.
"How do you know?" Clary asked, skeptical.
"I don't. I just have this theory. I know that I have a family, because I miss them. I can still feel that I love them, even though I don't remember them." Jace looked away for a moment, his hand gripping the sheets out of frustration. "I think that if I had a girlfriend, I would feel that, too. I would miss her." He smiled at her. "But I don't have to, cause she's right here."
Clary blushed and kissed his cheek. He turned his head so he could reach her lips and when their arms were locked around each other, he fell backwards onto the mattress. Clary giggled, her legs straddled Jace's chest and their faces were so close she could feel his breath on her cheek.
"Do you think you've had a lot of girlfriends?" she asked, studying his face. As far as she could tell, he was a very good kisser.
He laughed. "Why? Do you think I have?" He moved his hands higher up her body and lightly stroked her back, tickling her.
Clary gasped a little and squirmed away from his hands. She took his wrists and pinned them down at his sides. He could pull away easily, but he didn't. "Seems like it." She said, a little out of breath.
"Have you?" He asked curiously. "Had a boyfriend, I mean." He added, when she didn't say anything.
Clary was surprised. Couldn't he tell? She shook her head. "Isn't it obvious?" she asked, a little hesitantly. This was all new for her.
Jace smiled gently at her, pulled one of his hands free and pulled her down to kiss her. He moved his lips to her ear.
"You shouldn't underestimate yourself, you know." His breath tickled her ear.
Clary bit her lip and rolled over to lie beside him.
Outside, the sun was setting. Clary glanced at the window and sighed. "It's getting late."
Her hand was stroking Jace's chest and his shoulder served as a good pillow.
Jace mumbled something but didn't move. His eyes were closed and he had one arm around Clary's small form.
"Do you want me to leave so you can sleep?" Clary asked. She really wanted to stay there in bed with him, but maybe he'd rather be alone.
Jace snorted. "No."
Clary smiled at the smirk on his face and reached for the covers. She was wearing her comfy clothes, soft pants and sweater, so she didn't really need to change into her pyjamas.
"Do you need to change?" She asked.
Jace grinned. "I don't have my closet with me, remember? I've been sleeping in my underwear, would you be able to just sleep here if I changed?" He opened one eye and glanced at her red face.
"Shut up." She said, and pulled the covers up to her and Jace's chin. She curled up into a ball and snuggled closer to him. Before she fell asleep, she thought about what Luke would think. Then she decided it didn't matter, even if he came to look for her, she and Jace's were just sleeping.
Clary woke up early the next morning. She could hear Luke talking to Magnus in the hallway and blinked a few times to let her eyes adjust. Then she realized her head was resting on Jace's chest, his fingers twisted in her hair. She couldn't help smiling and stared at his sleeping face. It seemed so much softer now, a hardness she hadn't even noticed before was missing. The tense set of his jaw relaxed and his brow smoothed out.
Clary silently sneaked away from the bed and combed her hair with her fingers. Her clothes were a little rumpled but Magnus had seen her on her worst whenever Luke called him to cure her when she had the flu. She left the room and walked into the kitchen, waving at Magnus where he'd hoisted himself up onto the kitchen cabinets. Glitter was already all over the room, falling off his deep purple V-neck shirt.
"Morning." She mumbled, her voice still a bit rough from sleeping.
Magnus glanced at her hair and clothes and grinned, his eyes lighting up. When Luke entered the kitchen a minute later, looking just as dishevelled, Magnus straight out beamed.
"Ah, Jace!" he exclaimed, way too excited considering the early hour. "Ready to meet your family?"
Jace lifted one eyebrow, staring at the outrageous outfit Magnus was wearing, and cleared his throat. "Will I recognize them when I see them?"
Magnus frowned a little but recovered quickly. "We'll tackle that problem if it presents itself." He said, smiling encouragingly.
Jace nodded and left the room to get ready.
AN: Not much happened, but that's why I'm uploading chapter 6 so soon. Hope you still liked it :)
Reviews are appreciated :)
