"I will remember that one later" she said as she sipped her water, continuing to glare over her glass. The glass hitting the table, she turned to me, her blue eyes full of sly intentions. I knew so little about this woman but from what I could tell, she didn't say or do anything without a reason. "So your an artist?" she asked me.

"Yeah" I answered. I could tell she wasn't the type who normally looked at art as anything but something to display in front of people she wanted to impress. I knew the personality from the many people who bought my work, they always loved games.

"A fucking brilliant one at that!" Jace blurted out casually as he reached for a drink of his water. When the glass hit the table he looked confused as I stared at him, but I guessed that I wasn't the only one shocked by him compliment that was so different from him, well when other people were around. He was so open when we were alone, but normally he was sheltered in the presence of others, I wasn't even sure if he knew that about himself. "What? Why is everyone looking at me like I just tore off a mask and was suddenly an Alien with a observed hat?"

"I didn't know you liked art Jace, you don't really seem like the type." Isabelle said from beside me with a dazed voice.

"Only the good kind Izzy, I wouldn't waste a moment looking at something that wasn't as amazing as looking at myself" He joked trying g to get back to his cocky personal, but I could tell it was to late, that one slip up would be enough for Isabelle to get a clue as to what it is he was truly beneath his skin.

"Well really I don't blame him" I looked over to Magnus as he spoke, leading my gaze away from Jace. "You are extremely talented Clary. Its not a shock Jace would appreciate that, just that he would say so without some how managing to compliment himself at the same time." Alec grinned to himself.

"Come on Mag, just tell her how many pieces of her work you own" He laughed to Magnus then turning to me. "I swear if I wasn't sure he was gay, I would think he was secretly in love with you, and probably stock you till he could kidnap you and force you to paint him as a nude."

"That would be a crime against humanity, if any of us men were going to be painted as a nude, it would half to be me."

"Jace try to keep your pants on, we are in public" I teased.

"I guess I can wait till were alone, we may need a test run before you paint me, you should get to know my fantastic body before you paint it" The other three had started there own little conversation and we were left talking to eachother.

"In your dreams Wayland, you-" I was cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. Jace tensed slightly as I took my phone out to see who was calling. He must have seen the name over my shoulder. I let go of his hand that I had grasped in my own, but felt him take it again quickly, drawing my attention back to him.

"Clary please, don't answer that" I watched his panic eyes of gold beg me not to answer the call from my mother.

He was the reason I had sent her away, I don't know how to explain it but that look on his face when I had told him to leave that day, had given me the strength to stand up for myself. I don't know if I knew it then, but I knew it now. Being with Jace made me stronger, isn't that what friends were for, or was there something else, something I didn't quite grasp.

I nodded to him and pressed ignore on my phone turning back to the others as the waiter came over and took are orders.

...

It had been a long night, Jocelyn had called four more times after the first, I had been forced to forget each one and after the last one Jace had taken my phone to the interest of everyone else at the table. Isabelle had insisted on getting my number so we could go shopping together, she had even hugged Jace before we left, whispering something in his ear that made him smile and nod, while she seemed happy. Jace had paid for dinner when no one was looking, causing me and Alec to yell at him while the other two celebrated their free meal. We all had a few glasses of whine, and both Jace and Alec had a beer on top of the whine.

Me and Jace walked up to my door, having just left the cab we took home. It was like eleven and I was tired, but I could tell he had something on his mind. "Clary" he whispered as we got to the door, making me turn to find his face shadowed from the outside light, as it was ducked to look at the ground. "Would you have picked up the phone if I had of let you?" It was the last thing I thought he would ask, but I guessed it was called for.

"I don't know Jace, I don't think so, but I have to be honest with you, I'm scared of her. She doesn't terrify me, like she would kill me, but when I look at her all I can do is remember and Jace I really don't want to remember, I want to forget, more then anything."

"If you let me, I can help, I swear, I can help you" I didn't answer him just looked at his now risen head, the light shun him his animal eyes, that at this moment, were so vunerable that I thought he would just fall away.

"Jace where are you staying?" I wanted him to stay with me, like that night he held me, but I just wanted him there with me, to protect me like he had been doing. I could have wanted him to hold me again, but that was something I could never admit to myself.

"Next door on one of my Uncles old couches." he sighed, probably tired or disappointed that I hadn't answered his question.

"If you want, you can stay on my couch, I don't plan on sleeping on my living room floor tonight." An expression of Bravery passed over his face and as I was about to tell him it was just an option because I had no idea how he was living, he stepped close to me, so close his chest was pressed to mine.

"I would like that, but first there something I want to try, please don't slap me." His lips dipped down towards my own and lightly swept across them, before he was pressed them fully down. Jace Wayland once again, kissed me, but this time I didn't want to push him away. Maybe this was what a friendship didn't have, that we had.

This Chapter is dedicated to all of you who were worried they weren't interested in each other, but a warning, they are going to act like it never happened in the next chapter when I pick up starting the next morning. I guarantee however that they will be thinking about it A HELL OF A LOT!

So Clary's foster mother is back, she's trying to get back in touch with Clary, does anyone know what that means? Can any of you guess how this will affect Jace, Clary and even Jocelyn? HINT-SHITS GOING DOWN!

So let me know what you guys think, the kiss, Isabelle and MAGNUS (HE KNOWS SOMETIMES)

ONE LAST THING

Should Jace hear Clary's story about Simon in the next chapter, or another chapter?

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This Chapter is dedicated to all of you who were worried they werent interested in each other, but a warning, they are going to act like it never happened in the next chapter when I pick up starting the next morning. I garnetee however that they will be thinking about it A HELL OF A LOT!

So Clarys foster mother is back, shes trying to get back intouch with Clary, does anyone know what that means? Can any of you guess how this will affect Jace, Clary and even Jocelyn? HINT-SHITS GOING DOWN!

So let me know what you guys think, the kiss, isabelle and MAGNUS (HE KNOWS SOMETIMES)

ONE LAST THING

Should Jace hear Clary's story about Simon in the next chapter, or another chapter?

REVIEW!

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