Hey, I hope you guys enjoy. Thanks to Slaygal05 for not only reading this lame-o story but for also reading my VA story, also, Slaygal05, if you want to see my VA character pictures, the links are on my profile. Just saying. Same with these characters.

Disclaimer:

Me: Seriously, guys, I don't know want to do this for every chapter.

Edward Cullen: *dazzling you with my sexy amber smoldering eyes and my sexy sex hair* Say it.

Me: *staring stupidly, but not in a good way* No.

Edward Cullen: Why won't you say it?

Me: Because you don't dazzle me as much as you think you do. Or as much as you dazzle other girls.

Edward Cullen: If I read an excerpt from one of the books while trying to be all sexy and smoldering, would you?

Me: From which book?

Edward Cullen: The last one.

Me: Which part? And whose point of view is it in?

Edward Cullen: The ending and in Bella's point of view.

Me: Wait… The not-really-a-fight fight scene?

Edward Cullen: Yeah, that scene.

Me: NO! Okay, I don't own a singly thing, except for this particular plot!

Edward Cullen: Thank you.

Me: It wasn't for you! It was for my well-being!

Edward Cullen: *shrug* Either way, you said it.

The next morning, Jace woke up early, because, yes, he was planning on going with Clary, even after last night's incident. He showered, dressed, and walked through his bedroom door, heading towards the kitchen. When he arrived there, Clary looked up in surprise. After the night before, Clary hadn't expected for Jace to even bother. Of course, she didn't know that Jace was going to use this opportunity to see how hard it was going to be to destroy this engagement.

"Good morning, everyone." Jace said, taking a seat at the table. He looks at Jack. "Good morning, Jack. Did you have a good night? Because I sure did. Nice and restful." Jack simply smiles and nods along, the poor man doesn't understand the meaning behind Jace's words, but Clary clearly does, and she becomes rather upset by it.

"Jace-" She begins, but is immediately interrupted by Jace standing and exclaiming.

"Well, are you all ready to go?"

"Go? Go where?" Clary asks Jace.

"Thought we were going to look at places for the reception."

"Well, we are, but I didn't think that you'd want to go."

Jace widens his eyes in false innocence. "Why is that?"

Clary realizes what Jace is doing and shakes her head, as if to say forget about it. "Let's go." With that, she stands and they head out.

"Well, out of all those, there was only one place I liked." Jace said as they walked into the kitchen.

"And which was that?" Jack asked, sitting at the table.

"The one with the chandelier in the middle of the ceiling and the staircase."

"Oh, I don't know about that one. I liked the one with the mirrors."

"No, no, Clary wouldn't like that one."

"What?" Clary asked, walking into the kitchen.

"Which was your favorite one?" Jace asked her, trying to prove to himself, and to Jack, that he knows her much better.

"Oh! I like the one with the chandelier in the middle of the ceiling and the staircase."

"I knew you'd like that one. Guess which one Jack liked."

"Oh." Clary turns to look at Jack. "You didn't like the one with the chandelier and the staircase?"

"Well, the one I liked most was the one with the mirrors. Maybe we can reach a compromise? Between one of the others?" Jack looks up hopefully to Clary.

Clary smiles at him, slightly resigned. "You know what? It's fine, I just remembered which one that was and I like it. We can get that one."

"Are you sure, Clary? I don't want to get one you don't like."

"No, no, I really do like that one. Let me just go call and reserve it."

"When is it?" Jace asks abruptly.

Clary glances at him briefly and answers as she's walking out the door with a phone to her ear. "Two weeks."

Later that night, as Jace walks through the halls, as he has been normally for the past 5 years, he bumps into Clary. She looks up in shock for a brief moment, and then steps back so that they are no longer touching. They both stand there, looking at each other. Jace sees an angel with fiery hair and bright beautiful eyes. Clary sees an angel with shiny light hair and bright dazzling eyes.

"I should go." Clary whispers as Jace steps closer to her.

He nods in agreement. "You probably should."

"Yeah, so, I'll get going now."

"Good, good." Then, he once again takes her in his arms and kisses her. She wraps her arms around his neck and plays with the little tuft of hair growing at the base of his neck. He tightens his arms around her, as if telling her he will never let her go.

"Jace? Clary?" They jump apart at the sound of the shocked voice squealing out their names. They turn to see who it is and Isabelle is standing there, looking at them as if they have both grown two heads. "Jace, she's getting married in two weeks, are you some kind of idiot that you haven't realized that yet, or what? And Clary, what the fuck? You're getting married in two weeks! God, I can't believe you two! I hope you know, Jack is asleep not four doors down from here. You two are lucky it was me that caught you and not Jack." With that, she turns and walks back to her room.

Clary looks at Jace, a look of shock on her face. "She's right. She's right. God, Jace! She's completely right!" Then she turns and runs back to her room, shutting the door softly so that she doesn't wake Jack.

Jace stands there for a moment, with his eyes closed, remembering the feel of Clary in his arms, and then he walks back to his room, shutting his door softly so that he doesn't wake Lacey.

So, you guys like? Tell me what you think and so sorry it took so long. Also, please give me some ideas for my disclaimers. Edward Cullen was my absolute last resort and already I've used him! So help, people! Review/comment at your own discretion.

Thanks!

Simply,

Sam.