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Jace groaned and flung out a hand, searching for his alarm clock. The wailing cut off abruptly as someone unplugged it from he wall. "Thank you." He murmured, rolling over to go back to sleep. His head was pounding and he'd just had the most horrible dream.

"Get up, Jace. I want to talk to you."

Jace cracked open an eye and winced. "I just had a terrible nightmare. Cut me some slack."

Clary's face was unforgiving. "Oh yeah? What was it?"

He rubbed a hand over his face. "I was giving this speech at your rehearsal dinner and-" He cut himself off. He couldn't tell Clary the rest without giving away that he was in love with her.

"Get up now, Jace, or I'm coming back with a water gun."

He mumbled. "Okay, okay. I've just got to change first, but you can stay here for that if you really want to."

She stalked out of the room, not quite slamming the door but shutting it loud enough that his sore head throbbed that little bit more.

Jace thought idly about his dream as he pulled shirt on. The look on Sebastian's face had been murderous. He snorted softly, wishing dream-cameras had been invented.

He winced. If he were really going to confess his love to Clary, it would not be using electricity as proof of his feeling. He'd like to think he was a little more eloquent than that.

Out in the kitchen, Clary was filling up his mug. Extra-strong coffee, from the smell of it. She slid it over the bench to him along with a glass of water; the only sound in the kitchen the scrape of ceramic on stone.

"Hangover cure coming up." She said, gesturing to the saucepan on the stove. "Fried eggs and bacon. I also put some toast on, but I'll have it if you don't want it."

"Clary," he said, slightly bewildered, "what are you doing?"

"Why did you never tell me?" She near-whispered, finally looking at him.

"What do you mean?" He asked, disconcerted.

Her tone hardened. "I mean the fact that you've been in love with me all these years and never breathed a word about it!"

Air was no longer flowing into his lungs and his head felt light. "How-"

"You only told everyone at the dinner last night!"

He dropped his face into his hands.

The hangover. The silence. Alec's conspicuous absence from the kitchen.

"Oh, God." Jace mumbled. "It wasn't a dream."

Clary's hesitant hand was laid on his shoulder. "Why didn't you say something?"

A rough laugh tumbled out of his throat. "I've been asking myself that question for years."

They sat in silence for long minutes, Jace's head in his hands and Clary's small fingers resting against his shoulder, a solitary source of comfort.

"What did Sebastian say about all this?"

She hesitated. He shook his head, full of self-loathing. "Don't try to protect me from whatever it is happened. I already think it's my fault."

Sinking her teeth into her lower lip and unaware of how dry Jace's mouth suddenly was, she told him the events of the night before. "After you left, Sebastian stormed out. I went after him and he said the only way he would marrying me was if I would agree to never see you again."

Jace drew in a sharp breath. He knew Sebastian would be furious, but surely this was excessive. After all, it wasn't Clary who had declared her love for him in front of all her friends and family.

"I argued with him for a while but I-" she paused, letting her hang in front of her face. "…somehow I don't think we're going to be married."

Jace pulled away from her grasp. "Yes, you are." He said fiercely.

Her eyes blazed. "I'm not agreeing to never see you again! He's crazy to even ask that, and to ask me to choose between the two of you… he can't truly love me."

"You're going to marry him, Clary. You don't have to agree never to see me again."

"He won't marry me without it." She wilted. "I don't even want to if he makes these unreasonable demands."

"You still love him, don't you?" His voice sounded harsh, even to his own ears.

She stared at him silently, refusing to answer. Jace growled. "You don't have to agree to anything. I am." He raked a hand through his hair. "I'm agreeing not to see you anymore."

Clary shot up straight, indignation written all over her face. "You can't just decide that!"

"Watch me."

"Jace, this is stupid. Stop it." She slapped a hand down on the bench. "You can't just tell me what to do."

"You can't do this; you can't do that." He mimicked, hating himself more and more with every word that came out of his mouth. "You should be a cop."

"Jace!" She practically yelled.

Alec appeared beside her, holding her backpack. "Cool down." He advised her, voice wary. "Come back later."

Fury clear on her face, she snatched it from his hands and slammed the door on the way out.

Jace sank down on one of the stools at the counter, listening to the thunderous bang of the front door. Alec whistled under his breath. "What did she say?" He asked softly.

The pounding in Jace's head was back, stronger than ever. He didn't say anything, just slouched on the stool.

He almost couldn't believe it. The thought of never being able to see Clary again after so many years of pining was unwelcome and alien.

Maybe he would finally get over her.

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