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"Who does she think she is fooling wearing that dress." Aline whispered to Clary; snickering as they watched Kaelie walking out of Jace's office. "It's like she thinks we don't know they get up to a little afternoon delight." Aline looked down at some paperwork as Kaelie came over, throwing a file into Clary's already full tray.

"That needs to be finished today." She sneered and walked into her own office.

Clary sighed and opened the folder. She was really getting sick of Kaelie and her hostility towards her, Clary didn't understand it, she barely spoke to Kaelie and she doubted that the other girl had a sudden urge to be best friends. Clary opened the folder and began taking out the staples and reorganizing the papers for the client's folder and their note folder.

She was getting into a rhythm when making client files, it was quite easy.

When she finished she filed the clients one away in the cabinets that sat in the filing room on the right and went to Jace's office to deliver their not file. He had to go over them and then email the clients personally, though she didn't know why.

Clary went to her desk and picked up the file, turning to go to Jace's office when she bumped into something hard. A hand steadied her before she fell.

"I am so sorry." Clary looked up and was met by a black eyed gaze. Clary had never met this boy before, she was sure of it, but something seemed oddly familiar about him.

"Quite alright," He smiled and turned to Aline, asking to be signed in as a guest. Aline didn't look to happy to see this boy and Clary wondered who he was. She looked him over once more before heading to Jace's office, remembering to knock and waiting to hear him tell her to come in.

"Good job Clary, your first week here and you are knocking instead of just entering." He smiled at her kindly and then saw what was in her hands. "What have you got for me now?" Clary walked over and handed him the file, going through it and handing it back to her to file away.

"Well. I think it is time for you to send some e-mails." Jace opened a draw in his desk and pulled out two pieces of paper. Clary finally understood why she had to bring him the folders and why he emailed the clients, he was waiting for her to be ready to learn how to. She didn't understand why though, how hard could it be?

"Okay Clary, here is a template of the email that you send the clients, just type it into a word document and save it or type it everytime you are going to send an email to someone, either way here," he passed her the paper and she looked over it. "The second is a list that you will receive everyday and complete every day, all you have to do is type in the clients name everytime you send an email and there is an email address next to the name for you to send it too so—"

Jace was interrupted by a voice at the door. It really spoke volumes that neither of them had heard that door open.

If they could soundproof the door why not the wall? Clary thought. Always having to listen to moans when Kaelie and Jace were on break, Simon was always out at that time and Clary and Aline had just come back, it was really inconsiderate; they could at least be quiet about it.

"Jace, I hope you aren't telling a capable young woman how to send an E-mail." Clary turned and saw the boy that she had bumped into standing in the doorway, moving forward he shut the door and looked Clary up and down, something flashed in his eyes but was gone before Clary could decipher what it was; she wondered if it was the same recognition that she herself felt when she first saw him.

Jace cursed which had Clary looking at him in shock. He had always spoken kindly when she was around—well he hadn't sworn while she was around. Who was this boy that made everyone uneasy?

Clary soon got her answer.

"How rude your boss is Miss, not introducing old friends." The boy approached her, holding out his hand. "Jonathan Morgenstern, Vice president of Morgenstern Incorporated, and who might you be?"

Clary shook his hand; he seemed friendly enough so why was Jace looking at him like he wished to set him on fire.

"Clarissa Fray." Now that he was close, Clary looked at him more closely, trying to figure out how she knew him.

His hair was stark white, as if he had just bleached it and his eyes were as black as coal, he seemed to be the same height as Jace, which meant he was a foot or so taller than her and his build was lean. The suit he wore was clean and crisp.

"What are you doing here?" Jace asked in a careful voice, Clary thought that he may have been gritting his teeth.

"Can't a fella just come over to say hi?" Jonathan spread his hands in an innocent gesture. Only Clary, who was standing very close to him, could see the malice in his eyes. She could also tell that it was time for her to leave.

"Well, I'll just ask Aline the rest, I think I can manage." She took the paper with all of the names from his desk and looked up at him, giving him an encouraging smile that he returned. "I will see you later Ja—Mr Wayland." Clary turned and held her hand out to Jonathan who shook it and smiled at her, but the look in his eyes seemed to say that he was trying to figure out who she was.

"It was nice to meet you Mr Morgenstern." She released his hand and walked to the door. She was about to pull down the handle when he spoke up.

"Please, next time we meet, don't worry so much about shoving me." Jace looked at her wide eyed. "And please, call me Jonathan." Clary smile and left the office, shutting the door firmly behind her and practically running to her desk.

"Who was that?" She whispered to Aline while opening up a word document to begin typing out the email template.

"Jonathan Morgenstern, the son of Valentine Morgenstern, the CEO of Jace's rival company."

Jonathan Morgenstern was in the elevator to go down and away from the Wayland Corporation. He hated having to come here, but his father insisted that they needed to investigate what Jace was doing now, in order to beat him for the next trimester.

Although Jonathan couldn't focus on the numbers or policies, he could only think of one thing.

Clarissa Fray.

He had never met her before, he was very sure of that, but something about her was very familiar, almost like he knew her, like he had met her before and spent a lot of time with her, caring for her, but he couldn't know her, he would have remembered.

Jonathan only realised what was so familiar when he was being the taxi driver.

He pulled out his wallet and took out a twenty telling the driver to keep the change and then when he was about to put his wallet back into his pocket, he saw it, a picture that he had had for as long as he could remember.

Red hair, green eyes, short stature, petite, the person in the photo looked exactly like Clarissa, granted a little older, but Jonathan knew that the resemblance could not be a coincidence.

Clarissa looked exactly like the woman in his photo.

Exactly like his mother.

It can't be...

Clary was packing up for the day, everyone on her floor had already left, like usual, and she would have to lock up. She was just switching off the lights when a hand scared her, causing her to spin and clutch her chest at the person she saw there.

"Sebastian!" Clary screeched. "What are you doing?"

Sebastian Verlac worked on the 35th floor and had taken a liking to Clary on her first day, Clary always returned his smiles and sometimes they even talked in the elevator. She found that she liked talking to him, he was friendly enough and liked to talk to her. A lot. Clary also admired his good looks. He had black hair and chocolate coloured eyes, his nose was a bit crooked, probably from breaking it. He was tall and well muscled, Clary didn't understand why he liked her.

"I just wanted to ask you something while we are alone." Clary wasn't worried that he would attack her, she was quite capable of taking care of herself.

"Go on." She urged, turning off the lights and heading to the glass doors that separated her desk and the three offices from those of the senior member and filing rooms. She turned off those lights and headed to the entrance, key in hand. She locked the door after Sebastian walked out behind her and headed over to the elevators. He was being really quiet and Clary realised that he was nervous.

"Did you hear about the party tomorrow night?" Sebastian asked, running a hand through his hair, messing it. Clary found that rather endearing.

"Yeah, big office thing celebrating being open for like...thirty years or something." Sebastian smiled.

"Yeah that's the one. I was just wondering if you would, I mean if you already...what I'm trying to say is, do you want to go, with me?"

Clary was shocked, she didn't know what to say. She liked Sebastian and the prospect of going on a date with him was exciting, but she had the feeling that perhaps Jace would take her. That was when she realised that she relied on Jace for far too much and it was time for her to take things into her own hands.

Looking into Sebastian's eyes, she contemplated whether she should say yes or no.

Give me a sign, any sign, to tell me what I should do.

The elevator arrived right on time.

Author's note:

So, was that good?

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