Here is chapter four of Overseas! Enjoy reading!

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!

JPOV

I knocked lightly on Valentine's door and when he told me to come in I did. He was bent over his desk intently reading a piece of paper in front of his face. I waited until he looked up and I saluted him before I took a seat. He read the piece of paper for a few minutes longer before starting to talk.

"Jace, good to see you. I assume this is not a personal visit from the serious look on your face." I nodded and sucked in a deep breath.

"I have thought seriously about your offer Sir and I have made my decision." Valentine leaned forward in his chair and folded his hands together in front of him.

"I understand and what is your decision?" I looked him in the eyes as I spoke.

"I have decided to not accept your offer Sir. I am sorry, but I just can't." Valentine nodded and leaned back into his chair, making it squeak a bit.

"I think I know why you choose the way your did. This wouldn't be about a certain Clarissa Fray would it?" I gapped at for a moment before nodding slightly. He smiled and chuckled.

"I knew it would happen. I was just waiting for the day. That is why you won't accept the offer. You love her and you don't want to spend any more time not seeing her for the first time than you have too." I looked at him in shock because he was dead on.

"How did you know Sir?" I asked calmly, successfully keeping my face composed. He gestured around him.

"I know everything that goes on around here." I gave him a look, but didn't comment because I was sure he was telling the truth. I swear that man has eyes on the back of his skull.

"How about this? I will make you a deal." I looked at him suspiciously. Since when did Valentine Morgenstern make deals?

"What deal?" He smiled and looked at his calendar on his desk briefly.

"You accepted my offer and I promise that within the next two years you will be discharged." I looked at him wide-eyed.

"Your serious Sir?" He smiled and nodded.

"Completely. I think it benefits all of us. Now, why don't you go start planning that mission while I finish getting Lt. Peter's discharge papers ready." I saluted him and left the room still a little shocked. This is all turning out for the best. I just hope everything goes well for the mission.

CPOV

I was so nervous. After weeks, days, seconds, minutes that I've waited for this moment it was finally here. I shook off my nervousness and turned the water off. Nothing else was calming me down so I decided to get in the shower. I still had three hours until class started because I woke up ridiculously early and I couldn't get back to sleep so I was like, screw it, and got up to work on something for school. I sighed as I swiped the last couple of droplets of water off me and wandered off to my closet. I was never really one to stress about what I wear, but this was important to me. I wanted to make a good impression.

It took me a few minutes, but I finally decided on my nicest dark wash jeans, a low-cut shirt/vest combo, if I must say so myself, showed off what little cleavage I had really well and some black ankle stiletto boots. I did my make-up lightly wanting my natural beauty to shine through. I put on some mascara, pink lip gloss to match my shirt, and I put on some dangling pink earrings. I glanced at the mirror and saw that I looked almost perfect. There was one thing missing though. I smiled as I placed the locket my grandmother on my Mom's side wore until the day she died around my neck. It was cold against my skin, but I welcomed the uncomfortable temperature. I calmed my nerves almost completely to know that a piece of my mother was with me.

I walked out of my apartment at 10:30. Class started at 11:00 so I was going to be there right on time. Traffic was light so I actually got there early enough to get me a little something for breakfast before headed to class. Everyone was already there chatting anxiously about their pen pals. I smiled and took a seat next to a girl that I usually sat next to in class. She never really talked to me, but this morning she turned and starting gushing excitedly to me. "Can you believe it Clary? We are finally going to see them!" I smiled and nodded kindly and gushed right back.

"I know! I am so excited!" The clearing of Mr. Green's throat brought our attention to the front where everything was set up. My heart shot into my throat. This was really happening!

"Well, guys and gals, this is the moment you have all been waiting. I was going to tell everyone to move to the front, but it seems everyone already has." We all chuckled nervously as he clicked around on his laptop the screen lit up to the calling screen. We, the class, chose to Skype them just because of the fact that is was easiest, simple, and had fastest connection. I closed my eyes briefly and let out a small, deep breath. This was it. I wasn't ready for the sight before me and exactly when I opened my eyes I had to close them again. When I opened them for the second time I'd finally got it together enough to see exactly what was in front of me.

A group of guys occupied the screen. Their was the head of the group, obviously, placed in the computer chair directly in front of the screen and about ten guys were half circled behind him. I didn't notice what any of the other guys looked like. Hell, I was just surprised I noticed them at all since I couldn't take my eyes off of the God, for lack of a better word, in the computer chair. I had to blink a couple of times to make sure he was there before I really studied him. He had a light tan from his time in the sun and it contrasted sharply with the huge mouth of white, straight teeth that I could see in his mouth from where he was smiling. He had sharp cheekbones and pink lips that were just begging to kissed. I think feature that stood out to me that most were his eyes though. I had never seen the color of his eyes before. They could literally be described as golden! I had to force myself to close my gaping mouth before he noticed me.

The muscles in his arms bulged slightly and I felt a shudder run through me at the thought of me gripping them as we kissed. I shook my head roughly and bit my lip.

Get a hold of yourself! He is just a guy for crying out loud! I licked my lips as my eyes traced over those muscles again… Luckily, Mr. Greene spoke up before my mind could go back to the gutter.

"Well, it is a pleasure to meet all of you and I can't tell you enough how much we appreciate this opportunity!" The God I had noticed earlier spoke back to Mr. Green and I shouldn't have been surprised that his voice was damn near sexy as his body. Deep, rough, and I wanted to just drop to my knees and scream, "Take me! I'm yours!" Good grief! What is wrong with me?! I have never acted like this before. I needed to get a grip!Probably wouldn't happen with Mr. Sex-on-legs though. I didn't understand why he affected me so much. I mean, he was just a guy, but even I knew as I thought the words they were a lie.

"The pleasure is ours. We have been waiting to meet our pen pals too. I think we were even more excited than you guys were!" He let out a low chuckle and I had to bite my lip to hold back my whimper that wanted to escape. Mr. Green smiled.

"Why don't you introduce everybody. It will be easier that way." The God nodded and stood up.

"From left to right we have Simon Lewis, Sebastian Verlac, Jamie Bower, Robert Sheehan, Charlie Johnson, Perry Nash, Brian Cowart, Timothy Chadwick, Harold Stewart and I am Jace Wayland." I felt my jaw drop.

No. Fucking. Way.

That is it. I am going to die. Yep, a slow painful death from too much build up of sexual tension. Oh God. I groaned and turned my eyesight upward.

God, I silently prayed to myself if there is a God. Please help me through. I need you. Well, really I need your strength. Please lend me it in this time of need. Amen.

I hope he heard that! My eyes wandered back to the screen and I gasped lightly when I saw Jace staring at me with a huge grin and I smiled timidly back. He winked at me making me giggle. Giggle, seriously? I have apparently lost my mind. Clary Fray does not giggle. I couldn't focus on anything that anyone was saying because the time I was staring at Jace. My Jace. I this is how I react to seeing him on camera then I can't imagine how I am going to be when I see him in person. Maybe I'll faint into his arms. Yeah, that'll be the day!

After two hours of daydreaming in my head Mr. Green finally bid the soldiers goodbye and I waved weakly, still have lost in my thoughts, before the screen went black. I gathered up my things without thinking and rushed home. I still couldn't believe that I saw in. I mean, I knew what he looked like. Now, when I imagine him in my head he isn't some faceless person. He was real. Everything was hitting me like a ton of bricks. I threw all my stuff down and rushed into my office, hurriedly finding some pen and paper before beginning to write as fast as my small hands would let me.

Dear Jace,

I don't know what to say, but I have so much to say. So much that my hand is shaking just writing this. I can't believe that I finally saw you. That your real! My head can't seem to go around it! YOUR REAL! AHHH! I just want to shout it from the rooftops and tell everyone I know! I realize that I sound like a complete psychopath, but you just don't understand. All this time when I was writing you and you always seemed so far away. Like you were behind a looking-glass. Right there but too far away to touch or hold, but now that I have seen you move and talk … I don't even know, but I do know one thing.. .Please hurry home. I don't think I can wait longer to see you in the flesh now that I know you are not a fairytale. Haha.

Sincerely,

A Very Happy Girl

And I sealed it with a kiss.

-X-X-X-

A harsh rainstorm came the next week and with it blew in Clary's letter. I smiled when I saw the red lipstick stain. Slowly I brought the envelope up and pressed my lips over the same spot the stain was in. The print was so small my lips covered the thing and then some. It gave me an idea of just how small she was. I quickly opened the letter. It wasn't as long as her others and from the un-sturdiness of the lines on the paper she musn't have been calm when she wrote it.

Dear Jace,

I don't know what to say, but I have so much to say. So much that my hand is shaking just writing this. I can't believe that I finally saw you. That your real! My head can't seem to go around it! YOUR REAL! AHHH! I just want to shout it from the rooftops and tell everyone I know! I realize that I sound like a complete psychopath, but you just don't understand. All this time when I was writing you and you always seemed so far away. Like you were behind a looking-glass. Right there but too far away to touch or hold, but now that I have saw you move and talk … I don't even know, but I do know one thing.. .Please hurry home. I don't think I can wait longer to see you in the flesh now that I know you are not a fairytale. Haha.

Sincerely,

A Very Happy Girl

I sat the letter down with shaky hands with my mind racing a mile a minute. This was the first time she had ever truly told me what she thought at me. Let me into the private parts of her mind so to speak. I smiled as I reread the letter. She truly cared about me and I for her. That in itself was amazing. I don't let people in very easily. I have always been a closed off person, choosing to let people think of me as a cocky prick instead of who I really am. I put the letter back into its envelope and stashed it in the box with the rest of her letters. I couldn't believe that she thought of me that way. So good. Such a big part of her life.

The woman means so much to me and I don't even know her, not really. It scares me because Jace Wayland doesn't feel this way about women. I buried my head in my hands.

What was I going to do?