Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in a while. I'm sort of in a different country right now visiting some family (I actually started writing this fic while I was visiting) so I only have the City of Glass book with me. I just got back from a week long camping trip, and I didn't get any internet access there. So I couldn't update. But LUCKILY for you I wrote this chapter before I left! :D
I read the reviews, and I changed some little things, like Isabelle's eye color, and stuff like that.
This is mainly a filler chapter, with little things that will build up the plot. And a filler chapter is the perfect place to add fluff! So there is lots of romance for you guys :P R&R!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Mortal Instruments, they belong to Cassandra Clare.
Delilah was surrounded by many angry teenagers.
"You have this wrong!"
"Simon is straight!"
"I do NOT play the flute!"
"I use a whip!"
"My name is ALEC not ALEX!"
"SHUT UP!"
They did. All eyes rested on the person who had silenced them. The vampire boy, Simon, stood firmly behind the group, his arms held up. The group was outside the Institute, they had attacked Delilah before she even got out of her car.
"Alright guys, Mrs. Secret can't hear all of us at once. Ma'am, what we're trying to tell you is, that the script is majorly screwed up," He told her politely, holding up the packet.
Delilah breathed in, then out. She was dangerously close to losing her temper.
"Where the hell is your source?" Jace asked, his cheeks flushed.
"My source," Delilah growled, "Is neither one of you children's business."
He raised an eyebrow. "None of our business? None of our business? We saved the world's ass from being killed by Valentine. We almost died. Simon did die. Isabelle, Alec, and I lost a brother. Clary lost her father AND brother, all to save people like you. And you're saying it's none of our business?" Jace towered over the woman, his fists clenched at his sides, his eyes boring down into hers.
Delilah flinched back, truly afraid. Perhaps making a group of shadowhunters angry wasn't the best idea.
Clary moved over to Jace, and grabbed his arm. "Jace. Stop." She told him, digging her nails into his shirt. The boy looked at her, and the anger left his face. He nodded and they stepped backwards.
"Look Mrs. Secret, sorry about that. It's just; to have someone spying on us makes us all uncomfortable, especially since we've been betrayed over and over again. Would you please tell us who told you all these things?" Isabelle had stepped in, speaking in a soft, persuasive voice.
Delilah was starting to get pissed off. "My brother Sean. He's no threat to you. And I can't change the script, the story is already made. I'll change a few minor things, but nothing big," she finished, holding up a hand and beckoning for everyone to give her their scripts.
The group left, except for Jace.
He continued to glare at her, scowling. "I don't trust you, and I don't like you either. Watch yourself," he hissed, turning on a heel and following Clary, leaving Delilah alone and frustrated.
***
"Jace, why in the world did you lose your temper like that," Alec asked after an hour of training.
Jace shrugged. "I don't like her. And for her to treat us like children after how much we've sacrificed…." He broke off, his anger rising.
"She didn't know. You could have been a little nicer," Alec said hopelessly.
Jace yawned. "Yeah I guess. I'm gonna go find Clary," he said, taking his leave.
Alec shouted after him. "Take a shower! You smell!"
Jace just gave him the finger and continued out the door. Alec laughed and prepared to take a shower himself. He was going out with Magnus tonight.
His cell phone began to ring while Alec was pulling his shirt on, and he answered it.
"Hey Magnus," he said nervously, plopping onto his bed.
"Why don't you ever say 'Hey sexy' or something like that when you answer? It's much more romantic," the cat-like voice purred from the other end.
"I'm not very romantic."
"And I love that. Because I am. Guess where we're going tonight?"
Alec had no idea. "Umm…..The moon?" He answered, trying to be funny.
"Actually…I could probably make that happen….But not tonight. No, tonight we're going to…Taki's!"
"Taki's? I go there all the time," Alec whined, a little disappointed.
"Exactly. But not with me! I'll pick you up at 8," he said, hanging up.
Eight. Only 3 more hours. 3…more…hours. Alec thought miserably.
***
"So when is our first day of filming?" Jace asked, playing with Clary's hair.
"I don't know, but I hope it's never," she replied, submersed in her sketchbook.
Jace looked over her shoulder, and was very surprised. She was drawing a large dog, running under the moonlight. And behind the dog was a woman with rose colored hair, running after the dog, a wide smile on her face. The dog's tongue hung out of his mouth in a toothy grin. It took a while for him to realize that the woman was Jocelyn, and the dog was not a dog at all…But a werewolf. Luke.
"You miss them," he whispered as she finished.
She nodded, and set the book on the bed beside her. She was sitting on top of him, as if he were a chair. He twisted his neck to look at her eyes, which were filled with tears. She turned away.
"Don't look at me," she whispered. Clary hasn't seen Luke or her mom in a month. They've been busy working, and so has she. She wasn't able to visit the last 4 weekends.
"That's impossible for me to do," Jace said, turning her face towards his and pressing his lips to hers.
He felt a shiver move down his spine as her tongue caressed his, and it made him hunger for more. He closed his fist in her silky hair, and pulled her closer to him. The kiss became rougher, and Jace moved to her neck, trailing his mouth up and down. Clary bit softly into his shoulder, making him moan in delight. She pulled him on top of her, fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, her mouth fierce on his. He moved his hands under her tank-top, sliding his fingers slowly up the skin…
"Jace! Where are you? You haven't done any of the chores I told you to do! I swear to God if you're in Clary's room…" A woman shouted from down the hallway. Maryse. Shit.
Jace cursed and threw himself off of her, scrambling under the bed. Clary fled to the bathroom, turning on the shower.
The door opened. He could only see her black high heel boots as she stepped in the room. Jace was breathing very heavily, almost gasping. Jace covered his mouth and held his breath.
"Clary?" Maryse wondered, knocking on the bathroom door.
"In the shower, I'll be out in a minute!" Clary said, her voice was flawless.
"Have you seen Jace?" Maryse asked, tapping her foot impatiently.
"No, last I saw him he training with Alec," she answered.
"Hmm. Alright then, if you see him, tell him to come find me," Maryse said, and then left.
Jace laid his head on the floor in relief, his chest moving up and down rapidly. That was too close. The shower shut off and he saw Clary's small feet exit the bathroom. He came out from under the bed, hastily buttoning his shirt.
"Your hair is a mess," she whispered, smoothing it out with her hand.
"And whose fault is that?" Jace chuckled, and Clary blushed. "That was some pretty nice acting Clarissa," he told her, ruffling her already-messed-up hair.
"Maybe it will come to use. Now go do your chores before your mom kills us both," Clary demanded pointing towards the door.
Jace pouted. "Are you kicking me out?"
"Yes…For now," she laughed, pushing him.
A mischievous smile crept on his face as he pecked Clary's cheek and hurried out the door.
***
He was late. He was always late. Magnus knew how impatient Alec was… So why was he always late?
Alec sat outside the Institute, his mouth forming a very unhappy grimace. He was tearing up an unfortunate leaf, and letting the pieces float away in the wind. He glanced at his watch. 8:05. It's only 5 minutes…He's gonna show. Of course he will, why wouldn't he? Alec thought to himself. The question should be, why would he? Alec sure couldn't think of any reasons.
"Alec! Come on hun, I haven't got all night," A heavenly voice said from above him.
Alec jumped and looked up, grabbing his dagger from his pocket. Magnus frowned and snatched the dagger from his hand, flipping it to the handle and giving it back to Alec.
"Is that how you greet your date? By pulling knives on them?" He chided, lowering his…Bike down to Alec's height.
"What is that?" He asked, gaping at the bike.
"It's a bike. Haven't you ever seen one before?"
"But it flies…"
"Hello, warlock," Magnus reminded, pulling Alec into the seat behind him.
His feet worked the petals, and the bike just…Lifted up into the sky. Alec clung to Magnus, afraid the bike would stop working and they would plummet to the ground far below.
"Alec, baby you're suffocating me. Ease up a little; we're not going to fall. Trust me," Magnus purred.
Alec relaxed and looked down. The city lights danced in his eyes, filling his vision with countless colors. He snapped out of his daze when they flew over Taki's.
"Magnus there's Taki's, you passed it," He told him, wrapping his arms tighter around Magnus' stomach.
"I know. I changed my mind; we're going somewhere else tonight," Magnus answered. Alec could hear the tenor in his voice when he rested his head on Magnus' back.
Alec stayed silent, and just let Magnus do what he always did. Surprise him.
***
Maia was running. Luke had called a handful of werewolves to a meeting, and she was one of them. To say that she was excited was an understatement; Maia was practically bouncing out of her fur. She could barely run without tangling her four legs together. She arrived at the station, and reverted to her human self.
"Sorry I'm late…" She apologized as she entered the room.
Luke and 6 other people were sitting at the table, talking happily. Luke smiled at her entry.
"It's fine, we haven't been here long. Now, I don't have much time. I've got a…Important place to be right now, and I just stopped by to tell you this. Maryse Lightwood contacted me yesterday, and told me that there is a movie being made about everything that happened a year ago. And since the werewolves were highly involved we're wanted to be in it. The filmmaker only wants a few of us; she can make more with computer animation. We're supposed to meet her and the others tomorrow to receive our scripts," he finished, sliding back his chair and getting up.
Maia smiled widely. A movie? She'd never been in a move before.
"Luke, wait, where are you going?" She asked as he passed her.
He just grinned. "Jocelyn is pregnant."
And then he left.
***
Alec was wrapped in the arms of Magnus, sitting under an oak tree, by a shimmering lake. Alec closed his eyes in content. He had never been so happy. The two did not speak, because the silence more than enough for both of them. Alec listened carefully to Magnus's rapid heartbeat, letting out a dreamy sigh.
"I love you," Magnus whispered in Alec's ear. Alec felt Magnus's warm lips nestled in his hair.
The words sent tremors down his spine, and Alec twisted his neck to kiss Magnus, but missed and got his neck instead. Magnus laughed at Alec's failed attempt at romance.
"I love you too," he replied, sinking deeper into Magnus's embrace.
"Do you want kids?" Magnus asked suddenly.
Alec sat up, and Magnus released him.
"Kids? I…I've never thought about it…" he said, stumbling over his words.
"We could adopt. I've lived for a long time…And it's the one thing I've never experienced. Being a parent," Magnus sighed, his gaze flickering to the lake.
Alec sat still, thinking. Being a dad was a big responsibility, especially this early in his life. But honestly, being a shadowhunter was something Alec just wasn't great at. Jace and Isabelle were grown up now, he didn't need to try and protect them anymore. And now that Max was…gone, Alec had no one to worry about in the future. Could he give up his shadowhunter life to start a new one with Magnus? Did he have to?
"You know what…I do want kids," Alec finally said, looking up at Magnus with a grin on his face.
"You do?" Magnus asked, surprised.
"Yeah…I do. I'm 19, maybe in a year or so I'll be ready," Alec told him.
Magnus smiled, and pulled Alec towards him, kissing his mouth.
Kids. Wow. What had he just gotten himself into?
Did you like it? I hope you guys had as much fun reading it as I had writing it. Tell me what you think should happen, and correct me on some things if I get them wrong. Thanks!
