(A/N) Back again folks, with another chapter of The Ascension. So, it's been probably close to a week, I don't know the exact days, and I don't really have an excuse. I've been playing Watch Dogs a lot, but I could've found time to write if I wanted. I just didn't. Sorry. But, hey, I'm back, and with a few new ideas from reading others' fanfics, though they are more from the original series I guess. Whatever. Thanks to all of those who have reviewed, and definitely keep doing it. I logged on to the site today and saw like three reviews that were new from the last time I had checked. Awesome. Keep going, please. I love it. On to the story.

-Jace-

Jace awoke that morning in a position that was now very familiar to him. He was on his side, his arm draped over the small waist of the girl he loved. The light coming in from the window in his room shined on her hair, making it seem to almost glow red. He smiled, knowing that they could wake up this way for the rest of their lives, since finally they seemed to have killed everyone who wanted to cause anarchy in the world.

He felt Clary stir next to him and spoke, "Good morning beautiful."

"Morning," she said groggily, her hands coming up to wipe the sleep out of her eyes. "What time is it?"

"Uhm," he said, rolling over to look at the clock next to his bed, "about quarter after 9. Why?"

"I was thinking about breakfast. Do you think there is any down in the kitchen?"

"Yeah, probably. Shall we go?"

"Yeah, I'm really hungry," she replied, "probably because of last night."

He waggled his eyebrows at her, smiling, really smiling, when he thought of the nights occurrences after she had returned from Izzy's room. "What? Did I wear you out last night?"

"Yeah, you did. Not that I didn't enjoy it."

"How could you not. I'm me."

"Oh, shut up," she said, rolling out of his embrace. "Come on, let's go get some breakfast."

"Of course, m'lady," he said, getting a giggle and smile out of her.

He held her hand on the way down, not wanting to ever be apart from her, just as it had been since he had met her that day at Pandemonium, and then again at Java Jones. He stole a glance at her. She looked beautiful, even in her pajamas. It was still warm outside, so she wore boy shorts and a t-shirt to bed, and she made them look sexy. She turned to him, catching him staring, but he didn't stop. They were dating, he was allowed to stare at his beautiful girlfriend.

"Can I help you?"

"No, I'm just admiring my beautiful girlfriend."

"Ok then," she said, a laugh escaping her full lips.

They passed Church in the hallway, the blue Persian lounging lazily in a patch of sunlight from a nearby window. Clary stepped over to pet him, and he didn't even open an eye as she stroked his side.

"I still can't believe that cat likes you. He hates everyone."

"Maybe he only likes attractive people," she said, smirking.

"How you wound me, Ms. Fray," he said, feigning hurt.

"Ah, but you know that I only kid, Mr. Herondale," she replied, still laughing.

He laughed too, and, both laughing, they entered the kitchen. Alec looked up as they entered, a questioning look on his face.

"Did I miss something?"

"Inside joke," Clary replied.

"A what joke," he said, still confused.

"We were laughing at something that was between us. I forget how behind you guys are on mundane sayings sometimes."

"Yeah, because the current mundane sayings are extremely important to Shadowhunters," Jace said then, looking up from the fridge.

"Maybe they should be," Clary said, walking up behind him to look in the fridge as well."

"I doubt it."

"There's pancakes in the microwave, guys."

"Did Izzy make them?"

"No, she hasn't even gotten up yet. Actually, I'm not even sure if she's here, but I don't know where else she would be."

Jace opened the microwave, looked at the pancakes, and then closed the door, setting the microwave for thirty seconds and turning back to the other two. While he was looking at the pancakes, Clary had snickered, then covered her mouth like she shouldn't have made a noise.

"You know where Izzy is, don't you Clary," Jace asked?

"Noooo," she said, shaking her head, but the smile on her face said otherwise.

"Where is she, Clary?"

"I have no idea, Jace," she said, trying to clear the smile from her face, and failing.

"Clary, if you don't tell me, I'm going to make you."

"And how are you going to do that Jace, because I'm not talking?"

"Hmm," he said, then rushed at her.

He tackled her to the ground, and started tickling her. He knew she was ticklish in the sides, so he focused there. She was already laughing hysterically, and she screamed out his name between laughs, trying to get him to get off, but he was relentless. He asked her again, if she would tell him, and after another about fifteen seconds of tickling, she nodded.

He stopped, but didn't get up, expecting some kind of trick.

"So, where is she?"

"She went to Simon's. I talked to her last night, I got her to see that she wasn't helping anyone by pushing him away."

"Shit, she didn't," Alec said, rejoining the conversation.

"Yeah, she did," Izzy said, walking in the door at that moment.

"Damnit Iz, you had us worried."

"I can protect myself Alec." As she said that, Alec's eyes grew wide, noticing the blood splotches on her jacket.

"Isabelle! What happened? Are you okay? Why is there blood on your jacket?"

"Alec, chill. When I was walking to Simon's, some idiot mundane guy tried to jump me. I taught him that things are not always as they appear."

"Damn, Izzy. You didn't kill him did you," Jace said, not surprised at all that Izzy would be able to fight off some stupid mundane.

"Of course not, then I would've had to deal with the Clave. They don't tend to like it when we kill mundanes, even in self defense. I just knocked him out and left him in the alley where we fought."

"Fine. As long as you didn't kill him," Alec said, resigned to the fact that she had done it and that it was over with.

"So Isabelle, how did it go at Simon's last night," Clary asked, going into girl mode for a few moments.

"Later, Clary, when the boys aren't around."

"If you guys did anything, I will kill him," Alec said, looking somewhat murderous.

"Oh calm down, Alec. While it's my business whether we have sex or not, I'll tell you we didn't. Does that make you feel all better big brother," she said, somewhat annoyed that Alec seemed to think he had the right to decide whether or not she had sex.

"A little, yes." Alec said, looking as though he was slightly calmer.