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Ok so not sure how i'm going this is my first fan fic lol

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The next morning I awoke, stretching over the bed searching for Jace. When I didn't come up with nothing I sat up and saw him in the corner packing his clothes neatly into a dark brown suitcase.

"What are you doing?" I said groggily. He looked at me and laughed. "I'm packing for Idris, oh and by the way, love the hair," he chuckled, still packing.

I ignored the hair jibe. "Jace," I said quietly. He turned from the sound of my voice. "You know we won't be able to share a room at school..." I said, getting my revenge about him teasing my hair.

His face in instantly dropped from a smile to a scowl. "Oh, yes we will," he said so sure of himself, but from his face I knew he hadn't thought about it.

I got up and quickly got dressed in the bathroom and brushed my messy hair.

When I came out Jace had just finished putting his weapons into another bag. I swear he had over fifty and they all seemed to fit perfectly into the small bag. Walking over to him, I put my arms around his waist.

"Do you think it's a good idea?" I whispered into his back. He turned, grabbed me by the wrist and sat me down on the bed. I looked up at him; his eyes were a lighter colour today, golden honey.

I remembered the first time I saw those eyes, how he looked like a lion. His shoulders tensed ready to spring at the demon. He looked basically the same now, beautiful, angel -like, just taller.

"Clary," he said waving his hands in front of my face. I came back to reality.

"Thinking about me, were we?" he said with his cocky grin. I couldn't help but blush.

"I do think it is a good idea. Jonathan can't get into Idris without going through the wards and it will signal if he comes through."

"But, Mum and Luke and Maryse, Robert, Alec, Magnus. What if he finds them," I said, not doubting he would go after them, if he couldn't find me.

"Jocelyn and Luke are going to stay in Idris and so are Robert and Maryse. Magnus and Alec will move somewhere closer to Idris, I think Magnus has a little place just outside of it actually," he said.

"Oh. And you failed to tell me this why?" I said, in a firm tone.

He smiled. "You were asleep, drooling actually, on my shirt," he said and chuckled when I glared at him.

"I couldn't sleep so I went and talked to Luke and he told me what they had planned."

I sighed. "Oh kay," He took my face in his hands and gently kissed me. Slowly I wrapped my arms around his neck and the kiss went from gentle to fierce.

His hands slipped down to me waist and stayed there pulling me closer to him. I tighten my grip on his neck, clutching at his shirt as well.

In a matter of minutes, I pulled away gasping for breath. Jace, who was never out of breath, was breathing quite heavily as well.

He sat my on his lap and stroked my red curls whilst I leant into him. "I love you Clary," he whispered. His breath tickling my neck, sending little electrical currents through me.

He still managed to do that, send little electrical currents through me even know we had been together since the Great Battle.

"I love you too," I said.

Jace's POV

If I had my way, Clary and I would have stayed like that; holding each other, but, oh no.

Just as she said she loved me, which still managed to make my heart beat faster, I heard a strange sound coming from outside our door, down the hallway.

"Breakfast time!" Izzy called. Then I heard pots and pan being banged together just outside our door.

"Go away Izzy, your food is poisonous," I called.

"Mum cooked it," she said smugly. She knew that would get me up. Maryse was an amazing cook. Clary and I jumped up at the same time and opened the door to see Isabelle standing against the frame with a wooden spoon and a pot, obviously the cause of the sound.

"Thought that might get you up," she said, smiling sweetly. "Are you all packed?" she asked as we walked down the hall to the kitchen.

"Mostly, Jace packed his stuff today and I'm going to do mine after breaky," Clary said.

"Oh! Goody! I'll help you pack. Like hell am I letting you go to school in an old shirt and black cargo pants," she said. I laughed. "Ok, but can I at least have a say?" Clary said, pulling her sad face.

She looked at Clary, then me with a glare, then Clary. "Oh fine. But I have the majority. I know you have some nice clothes in there; I would know, I bought them," she said and Clary laughed.

We sat down to steaming hot pancakes, drizzled with golden maple syrup.

I dug in straight away and so did Clary.

Once we were done, Clary and I went to go train for little while, whilst Isabelle packed her clothes.

We would be leaving in the afternoon. "I want to try again," Clary almost growled at me.

She had been trying to jump up onto a block, dodge my strike and then jump again landing behind me, knife at me throat, but she couldn't and she was getting annoyed. She had done it before, but today she didn't seem to be concentrating.

"Ok, go ahead," I said, trying not to laugh. She jumped, sailing through the air like an angel with a temper, landing lightly on the box. This was my cue. I struck at her with me blade, which she neatly dodged, then she jumped again, so quick I didn't even see her. She was behind me, laughing in triumph, blade at my throat.

"You're dead," she whispered.

I turned and kissed her passionately. Our legs gave way and we tumbled to the floor, still kissing.

She held the front of my shirt, drawing herself closer to me. I let my hands travel up and down her spine. After a while, she let go, looking at me. "I have to go pack."

"No you don't," I growled. She laughed, kissed my quickly and jumped up, looking down at me with trying to not to laugh.

Her phone went off as I was getting off. She read the text quickly before snapping her phone shut, with a smile. "Rat boy?" I guessed.

She turned to glare at me. "He isn't a rat," she said, still glaring. Clary hated it when I called him rat boy, bloodsucker, ferret, dork or vamps.
"He's coming to say goodbye before we leave," she said smiling, lighting up her beautiful green eyes.

"I knew he would want to say goodbye to me," I said, smiling her favourite cocky smile.

She glared again. "No, he said he wants to say goodbye to me, mum, Luke, Izzy, Alec, Magnus, Maryse and Robert. I didn't see your name on this list, sorry," she said and laughed.
My eyes narrowed. "Clary, we gotta pack! If your with Jace, wait sorry your always with Jace!" Izzy was calling.

"She's right you know," I said smartly. She stuck her tongue out at me and stomped out of the room, shutting the door.

"Temper, Clary!" I yelled.

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