" What do you mean you don't like disney movies?" Jonathan exclaimed.

" I don't know, I guess I just don't like the messages behind them, like I'm sorry, but your not going to find your perfect match at the age of like sixteen then marry the next day, and not divorce in a matter of weeks."

" I think we should just enjoy them, and hope our children aren't that impressionable."

Clary laughed.

" Maybe, but it still sort of bothers me, I mean how can you trust that the person you just met isn't like a killer or something?"

" Maybe you can't." Clary knew he was joking but his usual smile wavered for moment. Like he was recalling a painful memory.

" so where are we eating? I haven't ate any food since yesterday night."

" you mean the pizza pops and candy we ate?"

" Maybe…"

Jonathan smirked. " I would hardly call that food."

Clary sighed. " fine, then I haven't ate since yesterday evening."

" are you sure that was food?"

She pulled out her phone.

" Jace took me to dinner, Call him if you want evidence."

Jonathan put his hands up in mock surrender.

" So where are we eating?" Clary asked again, still hungry.

" I don't know, Taki's?"

Clary thought back to the old, crowded diner.

" sure."

The ride to Taki's was good. They talked about bands they both liked. Turned out Jonathan had been to one of Simons only sold out shows.

" They were good, but at one point someone fell off the stage, and it didn't exactly end well."

Clary laughed.

" I went to that one! It was actually one of they're best , minus the guitarist taking a 'leap of faith' as he called it."

Jonathan chuckled.

" thought he looked like one of those people."

Clary snorted.

" yeah, he does poetry readings sometimes… I would stick to his music personally, but if your into poetry about 'loins' and stuff, then I would really recommend him."

Jonathan looked away from the road for just long enough to give Clary a confused look, before turning his attention back to the highway.

As Clary sat on one of the couches in Taki's, she noticed a few yearning eyes on Jonathan, then some glares thrown at her. She smirked, then ignored Jonathan's questioning look.

" what can I get you" a waitress asked.

Clary ordered a cheese burger with mashed potatoes, earning a strange look from her brother, and a coke. Jonathan ordered nachos and an ice tea.

half way through they're meal Clary broke the comfortable silence with a question that had been bugging her since she's accepted Jonathan as her brother.

" Did you ever wonder what it would be like… you know, to have a sibling?"

Clary didn't know why she was asking. Just because she had always wanted a brother or a sister, didn't mean he did too.

" I wondered every day."

Calry looked at him, with surprise on her face.

" what do you mean?"

" Clary I'm sorry, but didn't tell you the whole truth. I did only find you because of Valentine, but I already knew about you. When I was three Jocelyn told me that I was going to have a little sister. I don't think she even remembers telling me, but for some reason that never left my mind. Just like image of her."

Clary was about to answer, when she looked at her brother and saw two things. number one were her mothers green eyes. How could he forget his own mother, when her eyes would stare back at him everyday in the mirror.

The second thing she saw was the fright on his face. like she would judge him for what he had just admitted.

" I always wanted older brother, and I'm happy I got one. I just wish I had gotten you from the start."

A tear rolled down Clary's cheek.

" And I wish I didn't have to loose my dad first."

Clary was breaking. all the tears she'd contained in the past week were starting to slip out.

" And I wish I hadn't lost my mother in the process."

Jonathan put his arms around Clary, her face on his chest, his shirt soaking up her tears. This was supposed to have happened years ago. When Clary was five and Jonathan was eight and they're Grandmother had died, Or when she was Fourteen and her first boyfriend had broken up with her. This was not supposed to happen for the first time when she was sixteen and Jonathan was nineteen, and they're mother had disappeared.

" Clary it's okay. Everything will work out " But as he said it, Clary looked at her brother and saw a single tear run down his face.

what if it wasn't okay? what if nothing was ever the same again?

Clary sobbed harder and harder until, suddenly the world around her disappeared and everything went black.