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Clary shook in the mighty shadow of the Seelie Queen. Her blonde, summer season hair floated around her shoulders in a nonexistent breeze. Her dress fanned out around her ankles. She looked menacing and dominating.

Clary managed to force a whisper from her suddenly dry throat. "What do you want from me?"

The Faerie gave a light, tinkling laugh, "You needn't be afraid, I would never hurt and innocent girl such as yourself." She moved forward to pat Clary's check, but Clary jerked away. Clary also managed to glance at Jace, who was still asleep against the palm tree.

"Clarissa, you are far too important to the Clave for me to attack. All you have do? You are… monumental. You and your Jonathan." She waved an airy hand back to Jace, who remained asleep.

"So why are you here?" Clary hissed. She wanted to wake up Jace, but the meetings with the Seelie Queen usually ended quickly, and they were usually about Jace.

She smiled, a small, knowing smile than made Clary's skin crawl, "I am simply trying to warn you."

"About what?"

"About the boy, dear." She said, is a low, regal tone. "Do you not see how tired he is? A constant guard over you must be exhausting." She took a step closer.

Jace began to stir, but only slightly, so that no one noticed. He opened his eyes, expecting to see Clary beside him. It was quite a start to find The Queen of the Seelie Court in her place. She had her back turned to him, and was saying something to Clary.

"I didn't ask for him to do that, he wants to." He heard Clary whispered, from behind the Queen. Jace decided to feign sleep, not to intrude on the deep conversation.

The Queen laughed loudly, her hair shimmering down her back. "You are merely children, and have not Changed yet. He will lose interest." Her eyes narrowed at Clary.

"Changed?" Clary asked, her voice wavering.

The Queen gave Clary a pitying look, and then sighed. "Ah, you don't know? Every seven years, a human changes… dramatically. Their interests change, their styles change, even their favorite foods change. This happens three times. When you are seven, fourteen, and twenty-one. You have not developed, Clarissa. You are just a child."

Clary shook. "So?" She whispered. Jace could just make out her hands clenched.

"So," the Queen stated, "Does Jonathan know your relationship is not some children's game? Is he as serious as you are? Are you sure?" Clary's knuckles were white.

"Yes," Clary muttered, her voice breaking. Jace saw two tears drop down her face, etched with doubt. That was enough, he quietly stood up, but Clary did not notice, for she was trapped in the Queen's gaze.

"Clarissa, you are young," She whispered, forcing Clary to hang onto every word, "You are simply, a phase."

"That's enough." Jace stormed over to Clary, and protectively blocked her from the Queen. "What does this earn you? A special merit badge in human manipulation?" His voice was laced with sarcasm.

She smiled down at Jace. "I am simply preparing her for the broken heart she will undoubtedly have very soon."

Jace's eyes flashed. "My Lady, you're visit must be cut short. Clary and I are leaving." He turned on his heel, wrapped his arm around Clary's waist and stalked off in the opposite direction.

"Heed my words, Clarissa, prepare…" And with that, she was gone.

Clary stopped walking. She reached up and wiped the tears off her face. She sighed, gaining composure.

Jace wrapped her into a hug. His hand brushed through her hair.

"Clary," he whispered, not breaking the embrace, "Clary, you know it's not true."

"But Jace," she looked up at him, with sparkling tears in her emerald green eyes. "She's right, people change. What if you change, Jace? What if I change?"

His auburn eyes flashed with intensity, "Then we'll change together." He pulled back a little, to wipe the tears off her face. "You know I can't leave you. You know I love more than life itself."

Her voice quivered. "But you're so tired." She looked right into his eyes.

"I am never, ever, tired when I'm with you. I'm never tired of you. My body just resists my natural reactions, and will sometimes require sleep." He smiled down at Clary, who let out a small laugh.

"I'm – it's just – being stupid, really." She whispered to the ground.

"No," said Jace, "It's being human." He paused for a minute. "Don't worry, I forgive you."

Clary laughed out loud. Jace cupped her face in his hands, and pulled her into a deep kiss. It was electric, and warm, and everything Clary needed. She intertwined her fingers in his hair, sighed, and let go. She pulled back, and looked up at Jace, who smiled back down. After one more quick hug, Jace folded his arm around her waist, and they walked away.

"You know," Jace joked, after awhile. "That Faerie Queen is pretty sexy."

She punched him in the arm, and said, "Shut up, Jace."

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Jace and Clary found Simon and Izzy walking away from the beach. Izzy was laughing hysterically, while Simon was soaking wet, and rather disgruntled.

"Don't ask," he grunted, when Clary raised an eyebrow. Izzy giggled.

They boarded a taxi in town, and asked for the nearest Animal Hospital. Though the taxi driver was curious, considering they didn't have an animal with them, he didn't question it.

Simon and Jace entered the hospital, leaving Clary and Izzy outside to wait.

After a few minutes of silence, Izzy spoke. "Simon is really sweet, you know."

Clary was a little surprised, considering Izzy rarely spoke of the "relationship" she had with Simon.

"Yeah, I guess so." Clary shrugged. Izzy had a small smile on her face, thinking back.

"He's never pressured me to do anything."

Clary felt extremely awkward now, on the subject and how comfortable Izzy was with it.

"That's – great, Izzy."

Izzy shook her head, as if trying to clear it from fogginess. "It's strange. He's not like most of the guys I dated. He's so… Mature." She paused. "It's nice."

To Clary's great salvation, Simon and Jace came through the door. Simon carried a small bag, looking uncomfortable. Clary knew what it was. Blood. Animal blood. For him to eat.

Jace appeared completely fine with the odd transaction he just made, and not the least bit disgusted.

"So," he said promptly, "Where should we go for dinner?" He looked back at Simon, who shrugged.

Simon quickly apologized. "Sorry, I already have take out."

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