Hearts with Love, here you go! And I might do this for TID too. ;)

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Chapter 8: Savior

CLARY MORGENSTERN WAS IN JAVA JONES WAITING PATIENTLY FOR HER COFFEE. She decided that she had to relax. A few days ago she had found out that her older brother, Jonathan, had gotten himself into a huge mess with the leader of this gang. He had confessed it to her after she had confronted him about his being restless, always drinking alcohol, these strange phone calls and also the fact that he had hardly been at home.

"Jon, are you alright? You don't seem like yourself…" Clary said as she and Jon were sitting on the couch watching some film.

"I'm great."

"No. No, you're not. You've been drinking very often and I keep answering to these phone calls that keep asking for you. I know you're in trouble, just tell me. I'm your sister."

"Exactly. You're my little sister and I don't want you getting hurt. You could get involved in this and I don't want that!"

"Jonathan. Tell me. I can handle it."

Jon sighed and finally gave in. "I got into a little trouble with this gang. I promised that I would steal from this rich guy and then kill him right afterwards… But I backed out."

"Why would you agree to do something like that in the first place?" His sister asked.

"Because I know we need the money. And you job isn't paying enough and my two jobs aren't either."

Clary nodded then gave Jonathan a hug. "It's good to know you care." She whispered into his ear.

"Just steer clear of anyone who has a black tattoo of a star anywhere on their right arm."

"Okay."

Suddenly someone was sitting in the chair on the other side of her table, she realised that her coffee had arrived.

"Um…" Clary started.

"Hello." He was a blonde boy with a golden tan. He was wearing this blank tank top that fit him perfectly. It obviously showed off his biceps which were thick with muscles.

Steer clear of anyone who has a black tattoo of a star anywhere on their right arm. Jonathan's warning echoed in her mind.

"Hi." She said, unsure of what else to say.

My eyes scanned over his body. His forearms were bare of any tattoos. Then my eyes drifted up to his biceps. There was a white star on his left shoulder. It was white and on the left.

Great. Confuddled. Clary thought. Confuddled was Clary's way of saying confused. It was what Simon used to always say and it just rubbed off on her.

"Like what you see, Red?" He said.

Jonathan said that the tattoos were black and only on the right arm of those guys.

That broke Clary out of her deep thinking.

"Um… No." Clary replied. "What are you even doing here?"

"Well, you looked lonely and you were just staring into space so I thought that you might as well have something that looks stunningly attractive to look at."

"At that would be you?"

"You think I'm stunningly attractive? Thanks. I've been told."

Clary rolled her eyes.

"I'm Jace Wayland by the way."

"Clarissa Fairchild."

"So… tell me about yourself."

"Uh, why?"

"What's your favourite book?"

"Um.. No."

"No?" He frowned, clearly confused.

"If I tell you what my favourite book is you'll probably just latch onto whatever I say and think that will be your ticket to sweeping me off my feet."

"Wow… you're difficult. Aren't you?"

"Oh, please. I'm like a magical unicorn to you. You're fascinated by me so you sit down here even though you're a total stranger you still sat by me."

"Oh, come on. You are nothing like a unicorn."

"Mmhmm. So, what's your favourite book?"

"Oh, alright. It's called the Weeping Angel. I've loved it for a long time. It's about this boy whose mother dies and he feels like he's being guided by his mother through all his troubles."

Clary froze. "I have to go." She began to pick up her bag.

"W-what? Why?"

"I just do." Clary stood up then walked out of the café.

Jace followed Clary out of the café, quietly.

She was walking past an alley way when someone grabbed her arm.

"Hey!" The guy had a big black star tattooed on his right arm. There were three others with him. They had the same tattoo as him.

"So, you're Jonathan's baby sister." One of them said. He had a trace of a Spanish accent. He looked over at the others. "Go take her into the van."

"No one is taking her anywhere." Everyone turned their heads over to the mouth of the alley.

Jace was there. With two other muscular guys.

The other three guys advanced towards to Jace's group. The one who took Clary was holding her down since she was thrashing around.

Once Jace and his friends knocked out the guys with the black tattoos, Jace stalked towards Clary and the Hispanic boy and punched him hard on the jaw.

Clary flinched as she saw Jace's golden eyes blaze with rage.

"Come on." Jace said to her and reached out a hand.

She just stared at it, terrified.

"Clary, we're not gonna hurt you. But, listen to me," He framed her face with his hands. "These guys are gonna wake up soon, so come on. You have to trust me."

She looked into his eyes and hesitated. "Okay."

He smiled slightly and led her away from the scene.

Clary fell asleep in the car and woke up in a bedroom. Not hers, which was all decorated with photos and paintings, but an unfamiliar room which was pretty empty, except for a desk and a closet.

She looked to her left then saw Jace asleep in a chair beside the bed.

It was as if Jace knew she was staring at him because she woke up and smiled at her.

"Are you alright?" He asked groggily.

"Yeah. Where am I and what am I doing here?"

"You're in my room. You fell asleep in the car so I just carried you here. You're in the manor of the Shadowhunters." Jace replied.

"Shadowhunters? Is that the name of your gang?" Clary asked.

"Yes. Alec, Sebastian and I were instructed to protect you."

"Instructed by whom?"

"Valentine Morgenstern. Our leader."

Clary sat, stunned. Morgenstern. Valentine Morgenstern. Her father.

"What? What is it?"

"Valentine Morgenstern is my father." Clary finally said.

"What?" Jace asked, bewildered.

"My name is Clarissa Morgenstern. I thought that my dad died when I was two, but I guess I was wrong. He chose to lead some gang instead of taking care of his own flesh and blood."

"So the little redheaded girl and the older woman and small pale blonde boy in the picture in his office are you and your family?" Jace wondered aloud.

"I wanna see him." Clary suddenly said.

"Um, okay." Clary got off the bed then put her black wedges on which were placed by the door.

Jace led her through a corridor. Then went up a flight of stairs then he stopped in front of a door. He took a deep breath then knocked.

"Come in."

Jace opened the door.

In the room there was a tall man in a suit, very different to what Jace, Alec and Sebastian wore, which were back tank tops and worn out jeans. The man had pale blonde hair, like Jonathan's.

He turned away from the window. One his eyes landed on Clary, he froze.

"Clarissa." He breathed.

"I'll leave you too to your reunion." Jace said. Then he was out the door.

"Clarissa–"

"It's just Clary."

"Clary, you look just like your mother." He walked over to her and gave her a hug.

She just stood still.

"How is your mother? And Jonathan?"

"You mean, you don't know? You knew about me being in trouble but not…."

"What? What is it?"

"My mom's dead. She died in a car accident, two weeks ago."

Clary could see Valentine shatter in pieces inside. "Oh." Was all he could say.

"Why did you leave us? We thought you were dead but instead you wanted to run some gang and leave your own family behind?!"

"Clary, I'm so–"

"So what? So sorry? Yeah," She scoffed. "I'm sure you are. What kind of father are you?!" She yelled.

"Look, I was only protecting you all because I care about you!"

"Oh, of course you do! Of course you care! That's why you left us defenseless and all alone!"

Clary turned away.

Valentine was about to call out to her but she already had her hand on the door knob and then she was rushing away.

Jace went into the room. "What happened? What's with all the yelling?"

"Go follow her. Go follow my daughter and please. Please explain to her that I was only protecting them all by leaving them. The Downworlders would have killed them if I had stayed."

Jace nodded then ran in the direction that Clary went.

Jace finally saw her in the backyard, sitting by a tree.

He ran towards her. Clary was crying. Jace sat beside her and put a hand around her.

"Shhh," He soothed. "It's okay."

Clary leaned into his chest, still sobbing quietly.

"What's wrong?" He asked once her sobs died down slightly.

"My mother is dead. I mourned for her. My father… I thought that he died but he chose to lead this gang instead of helping my mom raise me and my brother."

Jace rubbed her arm as a comforting gesture. "Clary… I don't want you to think that I'm taking his side but… All Valentine was trying to do was protecting all three of you. If he had stayed, that rival group that went after you… They would have killed you and your entire family if they found out. The Downworlders are the ones who just attacked you. Sebastian, Will and Jem are on their way to go get Jonathan, okay. The Downworlders are the ones who approached your brother, since he backed out they wanted to kill you. But if your dad had stayed…" He trailed away since he wanted to stop talking about Clary dying and not being able to have known her.

He whipped her tears away. Clary brought her eyes up to his. He began to stare intensely at her.

"I am so scared right now…" Clary admitted.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you."

Then he kissed her. A lot gentler than how he normally kissed girls. But Clary was different compared to those other girls. Sure she seemed bold and like she knew what she was doing when she was talking to him in the café, but deep inside, Jace knew that she was a fragile, lost girl who hid all of that behind all these barriers. Just like what he does.

He ran his tongue over her lower lip and she allowed him entrance. Their tongues fought for dominance. Then Clary pulled away and place little kisses on his neck.

Jace sighed.

Clary looked up at him and said, "I've known you for a day and I'm already falling for you…"

Jace smiled. "I've already fallen."

So I was thinking about doing a chapter that's gonna be slightly sad. What do you guys think? I will not give anything away however...

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