Chapter 4:
Summer took the steps to the institute three at at time. She touched the door and it opened. Isabelle came down the hall excited.
"Where's Jace?", she asked. Summer sighed softly. "She ran away to her house and Jace wanted to finish things on his own", she told her.
"And you let him?", Alec asked appearing from the kitchen. "What was I supposed to do, it's not like he listens to me", Summer said defensively.
"Actually he does, more than he listens to anyone else", Alec argued.
"I'm sorry", Summer said to Alec who got worried about anything. "Well she is a mundane, what could possible happen that Jace can't take care of?", Alec said as an act of forgiveness.
"Of course, I'm sure she had her own reasons", a familiar voice said from behind a wall. It was thick and smooth like honey, but he was laughing which made it light.
Summer watched as a ruffle of cream colored hair and light brown eyes appeared from behind a wall. His cheeks lifted and his soft face dimpled when he saw her, his smile wide and deep.
Isabelle and Alec watched amused, at how only Summer could bring a smile so genuine on his face. She whispered a shy "hey", and Peter suddenly had her wrapped in his arms.
Summer placed her hands tenderly on his neck and he soflty pecked her lips. "I've missed you", he said, bending his neck to be even with her eyes.
"I've missed you too", she crooned. Peter moved her arms from his neck and reached for her hand. "If Jace should have no trouble fetching the mundane, then why are you wearing so many knives?", Peter asked concerned.
"I didn't know what we were doing, Jace just said to get my gear, we were supposed to be going to breakfast", she explained.
"Did you? Go to breakfast, I mean", Isabelled asked stepping up to them. Isabelle was not one to be shy around PDA, Alec however slinked against the wall and pretended to be doing something on his phone.
"We did, but Jace ate my plate, so if you want to order something..."
"Nonesense, I'll cook something up for you guys", Isabelle said raising her chin slightly.
"Please dont", Alec, Summer, and Peter said in unison. Isabelle dropped her jaw, but looked more annoyed than offended.
"Sorry Iz, but you really can't cook", Alec said looking up from his phone.
"Fine you cook then", Isabelle said like it was a threat.
"Gladly", Summer replied grabbing Peter's hand and pulling him towards the kitchen.
"Good luck", Isabelle laughed. Alec smiled. "Anything you make will be better than Isabelle's", he said.
"Thank you Alec." Summer turned to Izzy. "See, he thinks I can do it", Summer said. Isabelle tried to frown but ended up laughing instead. "If you say so."
Summer shut the door of the kitchen behind Peter and smiled. "We're not actually cooking are we?", Peter asked watching her emerald green eyes dance.
"Maybe, I am hungry, but not right now", Summer said and he put his hands on her hip, and very gently pressed her against the wall.
She cupped his face with her hands and smiled. Peter's eyes softened upon seeing her smile. To him her smile was the kind of smile that could make a blind man see and a gay guy straight.
Peter watched her features. Watched how her dark fierce green eyes lightened a shade. How her dimples were so deep that her velvet curls would sink into them.
How her lips never quivered when she smiled, they were strong, like nothing could hurt her if she was smiling. She looked at Peter with such adoration it forced him to smile.
He leaned down and kissed her, but even that didn't take the smile of her face. He moved his hands from her hips and tangled them in her hair.
She jumped up on the counter behind her and pulled him closer and kissed him. It was gentle but it wasn't afraid she was completely comfortable with him, just like he was with her.
At some point one of her hands fell down behind her and she pushed the button on the blender. It made a grinding sound as the lid fell in, and Summer jumped up and around startled.
They laughed until Summer was in tears, and then decided to make lunch. Peter kept his hand interlocked with hers, as they grated cheese.
When they finished with the cheese, Summer put pasta to cook and started making fettuccine. By the time she finished Peter had his arms around her and was playing with her hair absentmindedly.
"I love you", he whispered. Summer's eyes batted up and she smiled her perfect smile. "I love you too." They kissed again and the door flew open.
Isabelle and Alec poured in, and Isabelle crossed her arms, looking at the feetuccine. "You finished the food and you didn't tell us?", she said with mock anger.
"I was thinking about telling you", Summer offered. Alec laughed, and made his way towards the cake pan filled with his lunch. He grabbed a fork and raised it to the sky.
"Izzy, my sister, I will make this sacrafice for you and try the first bite, if I die, even though it was not a demon who kiled me I still would have died standing up, tell the brothers that", Alec declared grandly.
He plunged the fork in the pasta took a bite. Everyone watched him curiously as he chewed and swallowed. His eyebrows went up so high they almost touched his hairline.
"It's actually good", he said shocked. Summer smirked at him and Isabelle. "I hate to say I told you so, but I really don't, so I told you so", Summer said tempted to stick her tongue out.
They ate at on paper plates perched on different thngs around the kitchen. Isabelle eventually got tired and laid down across the counter with her head on Summer's lap.
Alec and Peter talked for a while Summer read an old book she found behind the cookies. After an hour, they heard the door to the institute open.
Summer sat Isabelle up, and she gasped startled. "Is someone here?", she asked.
"It's probably Jace", Alec replied who was already on his feet. "Let's go see", Peter said at the door. Summer jerked up as her sensor buzzed, and stood protectively between Peter and the door.
She opened it slowly, Jace had Clary draped over his arms, and her arm was bleeding all over the floor.
"Jace the floor!" Isabelle shrieked. He glared at her. "Peter, nice to see you, help me get her to the imfirmary", he said in a rush.
Jace placed her in the bed and leaned against the wall exhausted. Summer grabbed his shoulder gently and rotated it, checking him for any sign of pain. She grabbed her steele and drew an iratze on his arm and slowly all the bruises and cuts faded.
"I'm so sorry, I should have stayed with you", she said softly. "No it would have made her more edgy, I'm fine really", Jace said pushing her gently off of him.
"I doubt it, what did you run into anyways you look terrible", Summer asked.
"A Ravener, but really I'm fine and I will tell you everything in the morning but for now I just want to sleep", Jace said drowsily, leaning on her slightly.
"He's right, he needs rest Summer", Alec said. "Well, all right, goodnight Jace", Summer said relunctantly. Jace hugged her quickly whispered goodnight then walked off to his room.
After thirty minutes of watching Isabelle tend to Clary, Summer turned to Peter. "I'm tired, I'll see you in the morning okay?", she said. Peter nodded, smiled then kissed her.
"Goodnight", he said. Summer smiled. "Goodnight", she whispered back before turning and heading for her room.