The date was set. One month from today. Isabelle ran rapid around the place getting ready. Clary wanted to have the wedding soon to avoid Isabelle going too overboard with the whole thing.

Alec, Mr. Lightwood, Luke and I went out together to get tuxedos. It was a great outing for us guys. Clary and Isabelle stayed home discussing details and bridesmaid dresses.

It hurt me to think that she really wouldn't have any bridesmaids except for Isabelle.

She told me that the day was about her and me. And that the matters of bridesmaids didn't bother her.

But of course that means that all the guys' ties have to match Isabelle's dress. So she gave us a piece of fabric to go get ties.

So all of us guys went out to the tux shop and got our fancy suits. All black, with a deep purple satin tie that matched Isabelle's dress.

We all went out for a quick lunch and talked and joked. It was a great experience for us all, and we just had a bunch of fun.

Luke went back to his place, and the rest of us went home.

When I got home I walked inside and went to my room. I carefully hung my tux in its bag in my closet and sat on my bed.

Clary knocked on my door several minutes later, "Jace?"

"Come in babe" I said softly. She pushed the door open and shut it behind her. She was wearing those PJ shorts that drive me wild, and one of my t shirts. Her hair was up in a silly messy bun on her head, and she smiled at me.

I was sitting cross leded and she crawled toward me on the bed and sat in my lap with her legs wrapped around me and her forehead on my shoulder.

She picked her head up and I noticed that she had something in her hand. It was a small satin pillow that was the same color as Isabelle's dress. I picked it up and turned it over in my hands.

"I don't know who you'd pick, but it's for the ring bearer." she said.

It was then that everything inside me released. I just started crying and nothing could bring me to stop. Tears fell onto the little pillow and Clary gently took it from my hands and hugged me. She wrapped her arms around me and I rested my head on her shoulder.

"Max" I sobbed into her ear, "little Max"

She never let go of me, she stroked my back and kissed the tears on my cheeks, until my sobs subsided. I looked into her eyes and noticed that they were glossy as well. She took my face in her hands and kissed me on the lips.

I pulled her down on the bed next to me. She gently stroked my chest and stomach tracing the little wrinkles in my soft blue t shirt. Sooner or later we both fell asleep.

Later, Clary and I walked through the hall and met Isabelle and Alec walking the other way.

Isabelle was just about to say something when there was a huge explosion. A large black cloud erupted knocking us all backwards through the air. I landed on my back and the

wind was blown out of me, and I the force sent my head back, and I passed out.

I opened my eyes and groaned as I tried to sit up.

"Jace?" It was Isabelle.

"Here Izzy" she emerged through a cloud of residual black smoke. She knelt by me and helped me up.

"Clary?" I asked.

"Alec is looking for her" Mr. Lightwood's voice came from behind me, as he walked up beside me.

"Guys I... oh sweet angel" Alec's voice was loud at first. Then barely audible. "I found her, but, don't let Jace over here"

I immediately start to run, but Mr. Lightwood grabs me and pins me to the wall.

Everything is happening so fast, Isabelle rushes to Alec and I hear crying, screaming, and yelling. Then I realize it's me making the noises.

Mr. Lightwood releases his grip on me and hugs me like a father as I cry.

"Please let me go" I beg, "please let me go!" He releases me and I take off in a full sprint untilled I come to the mouth of a hall where Alec and Isabelle are standing. I turn down the hall but my legs fail me as I see what lies ahead.

She is sitting slumped on the floor, her eyes open and looking down her hands limp on the floor beside her. Her head bashed in where it hit the brick wall, blood, everywhere.

I look at Isabelle. "Help her Isabelle "I say in a voice so small it couldn't be my own, and then I yell, "please! Help her!"

She looks down at me crying.

"She's dead Jace. She's dead"