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Rune
I sighed in frustration, erasing the rune for the tenth time.
"Long sigh," Jace said entering the dining room, "I think my presence came at the right time." Jace walked over to the chair I was in and kissed my forehead. "You may kiss me until you feel better."
"Good morning, Jace." I rolled my eyes.
"Great morning, isn't it, Clary?" He asked picking me up bridal style; he turned, sat down, and cradled me into his chest on the chair.
I looked down at the sketchpad in my hands, my frustration rising again as I saw all the horrible attempts at creating the new rune.
"I think I'll stick with good." I replied, closing my eyes in an effort to see the rune again. The rune I was trying to create was hidden, like Glamour but in rune form, so it would be easier to disappear when need be.
"Has something got you down, love? Well don't close your eyes, open them and look at me, I've been told my face makes people feel better." Jace said.
I opened my eyes, "Who told you that?"
Jace smirked at me then said, "Who could ever be sad when they just got engaged to me?" He asked kissing my temple. I started to smile before he continued, "Not to mention the act of love we had in your bed last night."
I shook my head, "You really know how to ruin a moment."
Jace moved some of my red hair behind my ear, "Yes, it is one of my many talents."
"You're right, the arrogance and sarcasm that you posses are hard to come by."
Jace chuckled, as his fingers came up under my chin and moved my face up to where I could kiss him, "I think we have forgotten this." He whispered before placing his lips on mine softly.
With the same softness, I returned the kiss, instantly feeling heat radiating through my body. One of my hands came up to tangle in his hair and the other I placed over his heart, completely wrapped up in Jace and his closeness.
Faintly, I heard a thud an object fell to the floor. I broke away and looked at the ground, curious to find the source of the thud, it was my sketchpad.
My hands left Jace's body as I bent my body over to retrieve it. Jace groaned at the sudden loss, his golden head falling on my shoulder.
I ignored his groan, "I am making a new rune, Jace."
Jace's head lifted up in interest, "What does it do?"
"It's called Hidden. It hides you, sort of like Glamour, but in a rune."
"That is a great idea, Clary," He nodded then glanced down at my sketchpad, "It looks like the rune is working because I cannot see it."
My head fell into one of my hands, "I know, I keep trying to create it but as soon as I see it in my mind, it slips away and I cannot find it again until it just shows up randomly, it is very frustrating." I sighed, Jace said nothing, so I lifted my head and looked at him, "Isn't this the part where you go into a concerned loving boyfriend?"
Jace's lips pressed together, "I was just thinking of how beautiful you look when you are frustrated. Sorry." He said, not sounding apologetic at all.
I blushed, "You know how to ruin a moment and make a moment-"
"It's like I said before, baby, many talents." Jace smirked. "But it's true, you always look beautiful but seeing you frustrated just makes you look more appealing."
I smiled, "What am I going to do with you?"
"Are you really asking that? Because I have a few suggestions." Jace wiggled his eye brows.
"I need to get back to work." I said.
"Sure," Jace whispered, "Don't mind me." He started to kiss along my shoulder and neck, biting my lip I held in a moan. "I'll just be back here." He whispered in my ear, and then licked the shell of it. This time I did moan. Jace caught my face and started to pull me towards him.
Clanking heels told me that Isabelle was entering the room, "Can you two stop making out every five minutes?"
"If you would stop interrupting us we wouldn't have to make out every five minutes." Jace said kissing along my cheekbones while I tried to get away. Not liking PDA, even if Jace is an exceptional kisser.
"You wouldn't stop." Isabelle murmured.
"That statement couldn't be truer," Jace said, "go away, Isabelle." He kissed me lightly.
"As much as I would like to, I can't, Clary needs to go shopping with me."
I looked around at her, "Why?"
"I need winter clothes and I'm sure you do too." Isabelle shrugged. "Come on." She stepped forward and Jace wrapped his arms around me protectively. Jennifer walked around the corner next.
"Hey, Clary. I need some more winter clothes, would you like to go to the mall? And hey! Isabelle would you like to come as well?" Jennifer said, looking down at her hand. I stood up and grabbed her wrist, seeing lines on her hand in a script.
"Isabelle!" I turned Jennifer's hand around.
"Yeah, Isabelle," Jace agreed standing up; "If you are going to make her be an actress at least make sure she is good at it." He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, his chest against my side.
"Alright, I paid Jennifer twenty dollars to say she wanted to go to the mall with us!" Isabelle threw her arms up in exasperation, "But you do want to come right?" She asked Jennifer hopefully.
Jennifer nodded, "I really do. We moved in a week ago and I am already out of clothes."
"Okay, fine! I'll go!" I said, the guilt getting to me. I am way too soft.
"Yay!" Isabelle hugged me tightly, pushing Jace away.
"I already feel alone," Jace said. I smiled, turning around and hugging him around the waist.
"I'm sorry. I love you. I'll see you later." I kissed him quickly before Isabelle pulled me out the door and into my car.
When we got to the mall, I warned Jennifer to watch out for Isabelle. Jennifer responded with 'I think I can handle it' along with a short laugh. I had shaken my head sadly with the thought of she is doomed.
Sure enough, after two hours of shopping, Isabelle had five bags full. Jennifer had four and I had two. All I needed was more black outfits and maybe a coat or two.
Currently, I was on my way to my room wrestling with the heavy bags in my hands. I opened the door and placed the bags beside my desk. Turning to my room, I saw Jace lounged on a chair; a red book in his hand and a curious expression as he watched me.
"No, it's okay. I had it." I murmured motioning to the bags.
Jace smirked, "I'm sorry, love. I was so engrossed in this book." He bent down a corner in the book and shut it.
"Since when do you read?" I asked, slightly concerned.
"Alec told me to read this book before he got back." Jace answered with a shrug, his arm, which was casually thrown on the back of the chair, motioned me over to him. I walked over and sat down.
"Do you feel okay?" I asked, placing a hand on his forehead.
"Well, there was also a bet involved." Jace smiled, moving me so I was in his lap with his arms around me.
"That sounds more like you." I said nodding. Jace chuckled.
"I missed you." He whispered kissing my temple.
"I was only gone for a few hours." I replied wrapping my arms around his neck.
"I still missed you." Jace shrugged. I smiled, leaning in to kiss him chastely.
"Do you want to go to Pandemonium tonight?" I asked quickly.
Jace arched a perfect eyebrow, "Is this a date or a demon hunting good time?"
"Kind of both."
"I think you need to convince me." Jace smirked, his arms coming up to the small of my back.
My eyes narrowed slightly, "I'll dance with you."
"Nope."
"I'll punch a girl who tries to dance with you."
Jace thought for a moment, "Sexy, but no."
I glanced at my bags of clothes, "Hmm, too bad, I got a new outfit and-"
"Done. I'll go." Jace interrupted.
"Really?"
"Really."
I hugged him around the neck, "Thank you, Jace."
"I don't see why you look so surprised," Jace mused when I pulled back,"You have to know I would've give in."
"I know, but I wanted you to want to come. I didn't want to just make you come." I shrugged, getting off of his lap and pulling him to the bed.
Jace smirked, "Do I get a reward for agreeing?" I pushed him down on the bed, climbed on top of him, and straddled his hips.
"What do you want?" I asked, leaning down so my face was an inch from his.
"Baby, I don't think you have to ask." Jace whispered, curling his hands in my hair and pulling me down to him.
We kissed heatedly for a few minutes resorting in his shirt off and his hands up my blouse. I smiled wickedly before leaning down and getting the sketchpad that lay on the foot of my bed.
"Love," Jace said irritably, "what are you doing?"
"Drawing you." I said, pulling his hands out from under my top. "Stay still."
"Do you have to do this now?" He whined, moving on purpose. I picked up a pencil.
"Yes," I replied and at his pouting face, I explained, "I can never draw you right and now you are here so I need to take this opportunity."
"Clary," He sat up and brought his face an inch away from mine, "If you can wait now, I am sure I will be able to be your nude model later." He laid back down, a suggestive look on his face.
I looked from the sketchpad to Jace several times. Knowing if I didn't take him up on that offer, he would be awfully mad and storm out of the room. But, if I did take the offer, he would win. Such a hard choice, I thought, but when I look at Jace again the choice was clear. I threw the sketchpad and pencil on the floor. Jace smirked, running his hands up to massage my thighs.
I ran my hands up his abs, up his neck, and stopped them on his face. Jace moaned, "Only because you are so gorgeous." I whispered in his ear. Jace shivered and brought his lips up to kiss me.
A few hours later, my head was lying on Jace's shoulder my eyes shut as Jace ran his fingertips up and down my arms. I was very content to lay here forever. Suddenly, though, I bolted up right, grasping for my sketchpad on the floor.
"Clary, I know I promised to be a model but you don't have to be in such a hurry." Jace said.
I shushed him, "It's the rune. It came back." I responded shortly, trying to draw the rune before it left again. I had just drawn two lines before it completely disappeared. Not a trace left behind and I couldn't remember the shape again. I sighed, completely annoyed.
"Did you just lose it again?" Jace asked, sitting up so his chest was against my back, Jace wrapped his arms around my waist.
I nodded, "It is so odd how it just goes away. Then I can't even remember what it looks like."
"Mmhmm," Jace replied kissing along my shoulder, "Maybe you should kiss me to help you feel better."
I turned my head to the side and kissed him.
"I didn't think that would work." Jace mumbled against my lips.
"It didn't. I don't feel better at all."
"I know a way you could feel better." Jace said, running his hands along my sides.
I ignored that and started to pull on my clothes. When I turned back to Jace his face was emotionless and bored. I sighed again, Jace does this all the time; covers up his emotions with his mask of boredom.
"Jace, why do you do this?" I asked, grabbing his hand.
"Do what?" He moved a piece of hair behind my ear, absentmindedly.
"Why do you never show emotions, dammit Jace, it's only me here and who am I going to tell?"
Jace let go of my hand and cupped my face, staring into my eyes while his fingers traced my cheekbones. Then he sighed, letting his hands fall from my face and back down to his sides. After, Jace got up and started to pick up his clothes.
I held in my tears as I sat down on the bed, watching the ground as Jace got dressed. He kissed my forehead and sat down beside me.
"What time are we leaving?" He asked quietly.
I looked up at the clock, six thirty it read, and I shrugged still staring at the carpet covered ground.
"Clary," Jace whispered, "Clary, look at me." I ignored him. "Clary, look at me." He repeated I slowly averted my gaze to his face, his gold eyes looked sad. "What's wrong? If this is about my feelings-"
"Do you not trust me?" I interrupted him. Jace looked shocked.
"What?"
"Do you not trust me?" I repeated a little louder, "Because, if anyone, I thought you would tell me how you feel."
"Of course I trust you, Clary I-" Jace broke off.
"There you go again!" I yelled suddenly, standing up.
"What do you want me to do, Clary?" Jace asked desperately. "Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. Wherever you go, I'll go. Tell me what you want from me and I'll do it, Clary."
"Just get out." I said, looking at the ground again.
"Clary," Jace stood as well, "Tell me what to do. What can I do?"
"You are Jace Lightwood." I whispered. "Don't you know everything?"
"On most occasions, yes," Jace said, "but Clary, I don't know anything about love or how to love someone. Hell, look what Valentine did to love is to destroy, remember that? I believed that. I always thought I could never love anyone. But you, Clary Fray, you are like a parasite inside me. I loved you from the moment I first saw you, from the moment you first spoke I wanted to be with you forever. I cannot, nor will I, ever stop loving you. Or thinking about you. Or protecting you. Or-"
"Like always, you are perfect at everything." I whispered, almost mouthed.
"What?"
"I said, you are perfect at everything." I looked at his black shirt, "I don't know what is wrong with me, Jace. I just feel confused all the time. But then you show up," I whispered looking into his golden eyes, "and you wash all that away." I was on the verge of tears now; I saw them start to cloud up my vision.
Jace stepped forward, "That is good isn't it?"
"No, I know it is good. It is great. Fantastic even. I just-" I shook my head suddenly in a rush to get the words out; "I'm new to this too, okay? I've loved people but I've never been in a serious committed relationship in which I was in love with someone." And it didn't help when you proposed after two months of us officially dating.
"Okay. That's alright, Clary." Jace stepped forward until he was inches away from me, "We are both new at this. I know that, but Clary we can make it. We can make it, and we can do it together." He hesitantly grabbed my hands and squeezed them. My tears faded away as I looked into his determined loving stare.
I nodded and then smiled, "I'm sorry, I don't know where all those emotions came from."
Jace smiled too, "Just give me a little bit of a warning next time. I thought you were about to wake up and realize it was just me and then leave me."
"Just you?" I asked incredulously. "Jace, at a moment like this, use your arrogance to remember how great you are."
"I guess I am pretty fantastic." Jace grinned. I hugged him around the waist tightly.
"I love you, Jace," I whispered, "I'm sorry; I'm a girl with no girl friends, so sometimes you are the target and the healer." I tried to word what I was thinking.
"Are you sure?" Jace asked resting his chin on my head, "Just tell me when they are coming, I can go and get Isabelle-" I hit his chest, "Okay, I love you too."
Slowly, I pulled away from him, "I guess I'll go get ready."
Jace nodded, I started to walk to my bags but Jace pulled me so I fell against his chest. His arms wrapped securely around me.
"Don't worry, love, I'll catch you," Jace whispered, "every time." He leant down and kissed me softly. I pulled back after a minute.
"Look at you," I said hitting his chest lightly, "Closet-romantic."
Jace raised his eyebrows, "Closet-romantic? I am always romantic."
I rolled my eyes, "I'm going to go get ready. You should too."
"I'll meet you in the kitchen." Jace whispered pressing his lips to mine. "Are you sure you are alright?"
"I'm great." I assured him. "Thank you."
Jace smirked, "You are just lucky I am so forgiving."
"I guess I am." Jace kissed me once more before he left the room.
I smiled, Jace may be an ass on the outside but on the inside his is actually sweet and polite. I decided that I would properly thank him with my new outfit, which wasn't much but I knew Jace would enjoy it. I walked over to my bags and pulled my all black new outfit out and walked into the bathroom with a wicked smile.
When I came back out, my arms ang legs were covered in runes; I was in a long sleeved black lace shirt on the top of that I wore a black corset that tied up in the back. My black jeans were skin tight and my four inch knee high black boots. For makeup, I put on some simple black eyeliner and nude lipstick. My red firey hair was wavy, falling eligantly down my shoulders, like Jace loved.
A few hallways later, I walked into the kitchen. Jace was lounged in a kitchen chair, his arms coming up on the table for his chin to rest in his hands, his eyes staring out the window. But, when I came into the room his head flicked over to look at me and his jaw dropped. I took his reaction as a bad thing.
"What? Do you not like it?" I asked, looking down at myself. "I can take it back."
I hadn't noticed, or rather heard, Jace get up and start to walk over to me. I gasped when I saw that he was a foot away.
"Don't ever take it back." Jace whispered, slowly raking his eyes from my heels to my head.
"What?" I asked again, dumbfounded.
"Clary, you look beautiful but more than that, incredibly sexy." His golden eyes roming over my the lace shirt I was wearing.
I blushed bright red. Jace himself was wearing midnight black opened warm looking jacket. Under his jacket was a plain black shirt, his jeans also a dark black. He took my breath away, as always.
"You look so cute." I said.
Jace raised his eyebrows, "Cute? No, that," He said pointing to Max on the ground, "is cute, this," He motioned to himself, "is gorgeous and us together," Jace snuck his arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest, "amorous." He grinned down at me.
"Thanks," I said lamely, "When are we-"
"Woah! Clary," Ryan's voice entered the room, "you look hot!" I turned around suddenly wishing I was in sweatpants and a hoodie as I looked at Ryan staring me up and down.
Jace started to walk forward, hands in fist, "Jace, don't." I said, my tone clearly saying Jace, please kill him.
"Are you serious?" Jace looked over at me.
I smiled, "Save it for the training."
Jace thought about that and nodded, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me so my back was to his chest.
I looked back over at Ryan, with his twin sister behind him, and noticed that they were in club wear. No, No, No! There is no way that this creep is going to ruin our night. Play it cool, Clary.
"So," I asked talking to Jennifer, "Where are you two going?" I motioned to their outfits.
"Well, Ryan and I wanted to go out to dinner," Jennifer shrugged.
"But, now that we see you two," Ryan interrupted, "We can just go with you!"
"No, you can't." Jace said shortly.
"Why not?" Ryan whined.
"Would you actually like to hear my reasons?"
"Not really,"
"Then, Clary, come on let's go." Jace started to pull me away.
"No! You two are probably going demon hunting, right? Well, we can come, we can help and this would be great training!" Ryan said.
"Great training?" Jace asked. "Next thing you know I am busy and you are pinned down by a demon, yep that is great training."
"Clary can help us," Jennifer said, "She'll be there."
"No," Jace said his final tone surprised me, "No, Clary won't be in danger."
"But this is what she does," Ryan pointed out, "it's her job."
Jace shook his head and held me tighter.
"Alright," I said awkwardly, "Let's all go then. I guess you two do need some kind of real training."
"Yes! Thank you, Clary!" Ryan yelled smiling triumphantly.
"Clary," Jace whined in my ear.
I shook my head, not wanting to explain to him. We made our way outside to hail a cab, I did not like taking my car to Pandemonium. Because of bad parking and people who try to break in and steal it. We finally hailed a cab that was big enough for all of us and we were on our way.
Once inside the club and seated in a secluded area, Jace pulled out his Sensor. And, after my brief explanation to Jennifer and Ryan, Jace told us that there were two demons. I was about to get up when he said they were in girl form.
I sat back down, defeated and annoyed.
"Clary, I have to." Jace whispered, trying to comfort my frowning face.
"I can do it!" Ryan volunteered. We both ignored him.
"I know you have to," I said turning to my fiancee, "No kissing, no provocative dancing, and by the Angel Jace if you touch it-them, in bad places I will chop your penis off."
Jace smirked, "I thought you loved it to much."
"Jace-" I said in warning.
"I will not touch, kiss, or dance provocatively with the two demons." Jace smirked, kissing me briefly.
"Alright, go be sexy." I shoo-ed him away.
Jace rolled his eyes, "I'm always sexy." He said before getting up and disappearing into the crowd. I watched where my boyfriend-fiancee- left for a second and then turned to the twins.
"Let's go." I said, pulling them through the crowd to the storage room and pushed them in.
"Okay! This is going to be awesome! There is going to be some kind of lair behind this door," Ryan was saying on our way over to the room, "there is going to be weapons and a bat-mobile, and wait! What? It's just an empty storage room?" He asked outraged.
I nodded barely listening to him as I made my way through all the wires and to the other side of the room, to the opposite door and opened it.
"You're lair awaits." I whispered as I ushered them in.
"Don't mock me," Ryan said walking into the balcony-like area, "This is in no way a lair."
"Now what?" Jennifer asked, ignoring her brother like I did.
"Now, we wait." I said, starting to redraw the restricting rune back on the stone pillar. Then, I sat down on a balustrade, pulled a knife out of my boot, and waited.
"What is that? What did you just draw?" Ryan asked stepping forward, his arm raised.
"No!" I yelled, "Don't touch that!" Ryan paused.
"Why not?"
"Because, I drew a restricting rune on it," I replied, "It is stronger than a vampire and will hold you against it."
"For how long?"
"Long enough." I shrugged. Ryan dropped his hand and shrugged. I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose as I tried to clam down.
Then, all of a sudden, the 'Hidden' rune I was trying to create came to my mind and I opened my eyes, turning around to the nearest flat surface, a different pillar, and started to draw with my stele in hand. Again, I had just draw the third line and it disappeared again. Frustrated, I opened my eyes and kicked the wall with an annoyed grunt.
"That was cute, can I ask what you were-" Ryan cut off as a loud giggle filled the room. I motioned for Ryan and Jennifer to hide and I hid as well, in order for this to work the two demons can't see that I am a shadowhunter.
"Yes, I promise," Jace's voice announced, "I jumped out the window and the house blew up!" I rolled my eyes at his excited, un Jace-like, tone.
More giggles and clanking of heels.
Then, I saw them. Jace strolled in the room, both arms around two black haired tall girls. My eyes narrowed in anger and jealousy. Those bitches.
The girl on Jace's left had a hand around his waist and one on his chest. The demon on his right hand's were wandering around his body from the tops of his jeans to under his jacket and settling in his hair. Jace controlled his emotions well as he just looked like he was having fun, and he probably was. The demon on the right cupped the back of Jace's head and pulled his face down, as if to kiss him.
Faster than humanly possibly, Jace pushed them both away and onto the pillar that I had marked with a restricting rune. The girls looked shocked and they struggled. I appeared from behind my hiding place. Jennifer and Ryan followed in suit.
I noticed that the demon girl on the right had freckles and the girl on the left did not.
"What? What is this?" The demon with no freckles, struggled.
"Jace," The one with freckles asked looking around at the new people, "who are these people? Who are you?"
"I wish I could say I was sorry," Jace spoke, "but I am not. I simply do not like your kind." He shrugged easily, as if they were discussing the weather.
"Our kind? Well, what are you, then?" The non freckled girl asked.
"But, Jacey," The freckled girl, ignoring her partner, spoke again, "I thought we were going to have a... threesome."
My stomach knotted when she called him Jacey. And don't get me started on the word threesome. All I wanted to do was run up to Jace and kiss him, but I know I couldn't. I had to keep my calm and stay away.
"Unfortunately," I tried to keep the jealousy out of my voice, "you two and Jacey will not be having a threesome." I choked out the word. Not wanting to think, of Jace kissing another woman. Much less two woman. In a bed. Naked. I shook my head, riding the thought.
"Who are you?" The non-freckled girl asked rudely.
Jace laughed once without humor, "I knew demons were stupid, but you two cross a line."
They both gasped, obviously offended, "Excuse me? Why exactly are we stupid?"
"Aside from the obvious, you two were rude to her." He motioned to me, his gold eyes angry. In any other occasion, I would have found his anger sexy but right now I was still preoccupied with the demons.
"Oh really?" The non-freckled demon's eyes suddenly flashed in anger. "Is she your girlfriend? Your significant other perhaps?"
"She is my fiancee," Jace's voice was murderous, "and you are about to die."
"Oh, so you are shadowhunters."
"Way to catch on, Einstein." Ryan murmured, speaking for the first time.
Everyone ignored him, as always, Jace named a seraph blade and started to walk towards the demon girls. The girls didn't yell or scream like some demons did. They just waited. Waited silently. The freckled girl was the first to go.
Jace stepped over to the non-freckled girl and raised his blade.
"Wait!" The girl called desperately, "Please wait!"
Jace didn't pause as his blade made its way to her. As his the blade drove itself into her chest, the demon girl bit his wrist causing Jace to yell out in pain.
"Jace!" I screamed and before I could stop it, my knife had flown from my hand and hit the demon girl in the heart. Her mouth loosened off Jace's wrist and her head fell forward, (she couldn't really fall because she was still restricted). Then, she disappeared along with the freckled girl.
Jace fell to his knees, the blade clattering to the ground beside him, as he clutched his wrist. I ran forward and knelt down in front of him. I pulled my stele out of my boot and quickly drew a healing rune over his bite mark.
"Thanks." Jace said, he was out of breath slightly. I nodded hugging him around the neck and kissing his cheek.
"Are you okay?" I asked pulling away from him.
Jace nodded he smirked, "Of course, I'm Jace are you new?" I smiled at him and stood up, looking over at the twins. Ryan looked ready to explode in excitement and Jennifer looked grateful.
"Happy?" I asked.
"So happy!" Ryan yelled, "Thank you both so much!"
"I don't understand you." I said.
Ryan laughed, "All you have to get is that I-"
"Clary," Jace spoke, "There are two more here. In the line to get in; outside."
I turned back to him, shocked.
Jace nodded his smile growing back on its own, "They are men though." His smile faded.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked, looking down at the line entering Pandemonium.
"Lead them to the alleyway, over there," Jace pointed to an alley, "we will meet you there."
I nodded, kissing his cheek before I ran downstairs and into the crowd. I spotted them instantly, they were a quarter length back from the entrance and were in a hushed conversation, their heads close together.
"Miss," The bouncer said shocking me, "You are going to have to move."
"Sorry," I mumbled getting out of the way of the entrance. I started walking along the way line, feeling sorry for the hundreds of teenager boys and girls waiting to get in, I slowed down slightly when the demons were only twenty feet away.
The demon boys looked over at me, there mouths dropping when they saw I was on my way to them.
"Hey, baby, like what you see?" The one with black hair asked.
"Cause we like what we see." The one with black hair with green tips said.
I giggled to hide my disgusted noise, "I love what I see."
"Well then, what are you going to do about it?" Green tips asked, his black eyes running over my legs. I ran my fingertips up his arm.
"Come with me." I whispered, looking at each of them. The black haired one looked reluctant, so I ran my hand over his chest feeling his non existent abs. Then he nodded wildly. I smiled, taking one of each of there slimy hands and leading them over to the alleyway Jace pointed me to.
As soon as we entered the alleyway, the green tips boy pushed me up against the wall, knocking my hand out of the other boys and trapping me between his two arms.
"I don't think so." The boy with black hair said, pushing the other boy out of the way and trapping me, his hands running up my sides.
"No, man, I get her first." Green tips one pushed the black haired away. I was free.
"Actually," Jace emerged from behind a dumpster, "none of you 'get her'." His seraph blade was glowing in his hand. Again, he looked so sexy. My heart started beating quickly.
"No, dude, I saw her first. Get in line." Green tips said, not noticing the blade.
Black hair looked from me to Jace, "Shadowhunters." He said dishonestly.
"Come on, Clary," Jace raised a hand and made the 'come here' motion with his finger.
I started to walk over, "No, she isn't going anywhere." Green tips said, grabbing my arm with bruising strength.
"Like hell she isn't." Jace snarled bolting forward, ripping my arm away from him, and tackling the demon to the ground.
The black haired man laughed, "Look at this, Steve, it is here protector."
I pulled a knife out of my belt, caught him from behind (making him kneel so I could reach), and pointed the knife at his neck.
"What makes you think I need protecting?" I asked in his ear, the knife poking into his neck causing black liquid to fall from the hole.
The black haired man looked over at me and smiled with pointed teeth, "Oh, honey, I know you need protecting." And just like that I was on the ground, pinned under him, the knife knocked from my hand. I heard Jace yell my name and then a scream as he stabbed green tips.
My eyes narrowed, "You know nothing." I whispered before kneeing him in the stomach. Then, I pined him under me my knife back in my hand and at his neck. This time, however, I waisted no time talking as I stabbed him in the heart. He screamed and thrashed against me, black liquid flying out of his heart. I pulled my knife out and he disappeared.
"Clary!" Jace yelled, running over to me, "Clary are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"No, I'm fine." I said ignoring the pain I had in my arm from the tight grip Green tips had. "Are you okay?"
Looking him over, Jace's shirt was ripped and he had black liquid thrown randomly over his body. Otherwise, he looked as perfect as usual.
Jace nodded to my question, cupped my face, and then he threw his arms around my waist and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back, resting my head on his chest. Jace kissed my hair.
"Clary," He said pulling back, "Don't ever let a demon grab onto you. Let me see your arm." He reached for it and I flinched away.
"I'm alright, Jace." I whispered, looking at his chest.
"You are a terrible liar, Clary. Let me see." Jace held out his hand and I reluctantly placed my hurt arm in it. Jace pulled my lace sleeve up and gasped when he saw the bruises that were perfectly indicated with four fingers and a thumb. He healed me with his stele then kissed my arm softly, "I'll never let this happen again." Jace whispered intensely.
I nodded, knowing that was a promise he could not keep but I liked the gesture. Then, I remembered Jennifer and Ryan. "Where are the twins?"
Jace chuckled, "Jennifer is behind the dumpster where I was, but I told Ryan it was crucial that he get in the dumpster to hide." He walked over to the dumpster and opened it.
Ryan poked his head out, green slime in his hair, "Is it safe to come out now?" Jennifer stepped out from her hiding place.
"Yes, you may come out of your concealment."
Ryan jumped out of the dumpster, "If you made me miss something awesome, I will be very mad."
"Then I will find joy in your anger." Jace smirked and walked back over to me.
"Jace," I said before Ryan could speak, "I don't think we should go back to the Institute."
"Why not?"
"Look at him." I motioned to Ryan, covered in banana peels and old trash.
Jace grinned, "You mean aside from the obvious?" I hit his chest, "Yes, Maryse won't be happy if he came home like that."
"I think we should take them to Luke's."
"Okay," Jace nodded thoughtfully, "We will just drop Ryan off in a sewer on the way."
"Jace, Luke is a werewolf I think he has smelled worse."
"That's Clary," Jace said wrapped and arm around me and kissed my forehead, "Always thinking of everyone else while I was thinking of my own perfectly angular nose."
I stayed quiet, not having a comeback for that. After a moment of silence, I walked over to the street to hail a cab. When I got one, the others joined me so I climbed into the backseat. Jace crawling in to sit beside me, not caring about a seat belt as he we sat shoulder to shoulder.
Not for long though, because Jace picked up my legs and placed them in his lap, turning me towards him in the process. He massaged my knees as his lips started to kiss up my neck. As much as I enjoyed it I was trying to pull away. Jace had obviously expected this because his lips suddenly crashed on mine and I was immediately tangling my fingers in his golden hair and pulling him closer to me. He started to mumble against my lips and I smiled inwardly, loving when he did that.
Jace left my lips to smirk at me, "Clary, I thought you hated public displays of affection and here you are-"
"Shut up." I whispered, leaning up to kiss him.
"Don't get me wrong, I love it. I just thought you didn't."
"You're right, I don't." I paused taking in his darkening golden eyes, "But the things you do to me Jace Lightwood is something I can never explain."
"Trust me, I know."
"You do?"
"Clary," Jace whispered bringing my hands up to cup his face, "you act like you don't do the same things to me."
"Do I?" I asked, Jace turned his head to kiss my palm, then he lead my right hand down to his erratically beating heart.
"This happens every time I see you. Every time I so much as think of you, my heart quickens and I can't catch my breath." Jace whispered, staring into my eyes.
I blushed, looking away from him, "The same things happen to me."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jace smirk, "Well, honey, then it must be love." I laughed lightly in spite of his sarcasm.
"Yes, I guess it is." I said, turning back to him. Jace grinned, moving his head down to kiss me again.
"I love you." He mumbled.
"I love you too." As powerful as those words were, they were not enough. Nor would they, or any other words, ever really explain how much I loved Jace.
He pulled away once again, looking out the window wistfully, "Were here." Jace gently took my legs off his lap. I nodded, seeing the familiar neighborhood. We all climbed out, Jace paying the cab driver on the way.
As soon as I stepped onto the sidewalk, I shivered; the cold November air hitting me. I wrapped my arms around myself and walked up the driveway.
"Whose house is this?" Jennifer asked, running up to walk beside me.
"My uncl-" I cut myself off, "It's Luke's house. He and my mom are engaged."
"Is Luke a shadowhunter?"
They must have not listened when I said he was a werewolf. "No, Luke is a werewolf." I turned onto the pathway that led to his front door.
"A werewolf?" She squealed. I nodded, "You are taking us to a werewolves house? Aren't they... unstable?"
I laughed, "No, unless you get them mad. But Luke has learned to handle that." I shrugged.
"I can't believe you are taking us to a werewolves house!" Oddly enough, as mad as Jennifer sounded she did not stop walking beside me.
"I could take you to Simon's house," I looked over my shoulder at Ryan, "But I don't think his mom would like Ryan dirtying her house up."
"Is he a shadowhunter? Because I think anything will be better than a werewolf."
"Simon is a vampire." I said, reaching the frontdoor and finding the spare key that was under the welcome mat.
"And he still lives with his mom?" She screeched, looking lightheaded.
"He hasn't really told her yet."
"I can't believe this is happening. Are you not supposed to be protecting us?"
I ignored her question, "Look at it this way; would you rather fight a vampire or a werewolf?"
"Vampire." She said without missing a beat.
I nodded, surprised, "Interesting." I put the key in the door and turned it, waiting for alarms for a second, before leading everyone in. I will have to give Luke a hug later, because it is warm in here.
Jennifer seemed to inspect the place, "Interesting? Are you going to take us to Simon's?"
"No," I said she looked at me incredulously. "Jennifer, we are already here. There is no reason to be afraid, Luke will not hurt you." Jennifer still looked doubtful but nodded as she plopped herself down on the couch and covered herself in a green blanket clicking the television on in the process. I turned back to Ryan. "I think we should get you in the shower and wash your clothes."
Ryan nodded, "Please. I almost don't look handsome." I rolled my eyes before leading him to the shower and putting his clothes in the washer.
When I walked back out, Jace had settled himself at the piano his long legs stretched out before him, his back to the keys. I smiled at him as I walked past him and into the kitchen, looking for a note that Luke or Mom would have left me. Then, laughing at myself, I remembered that I don't live here anymore and they didn't have to leave me a note. I'll just call them later, I thought with a shrug.
I jumped when I turned around and saw Jace behind me, leaning against the counter, "Are you talking to yourself? Or do you have an imaginary friend because if so I think that would cause a problem in this relationship."
I smiled, "No, I don't have an imaginary friend and I am not talking to myself." I walked forward to wrap my arms around his waist.
"Good," Jace's eyes were full of humor, "because I like you and I don't want to lose you yet."
"I like you too." I said, kissing his jaw.
"Is it because I am utterly flawless?"
"You're not," I said with to much happiness in my voice, I brought a finger up to point to where his incisor tooth would be had he not been closing his mouth, "You have a chipped tooth."
I saw Jace's tongue move over to the tooth and feel it, "I do." Jace said in disbelief. "How did you know that and I didn't?"
I blushed looking at his chest, "My tongue has been in your mouth, Jace."
"Mine has too, is that a coincidence?"
"What I mean is, I have run my tongue over your teeth and I see you smirk." I shrugged.
"You sound so happy."
"I am." I said blushing, "I was beginning to think that you were flawless... it's just nice to know that you have a mistake." Other than your bad attitude.
"A mistake?" Jace's face fell.
"Jace," I said in disbelief, "your not going to let this get you sad are you?"
Jace shrugged, still frowning, "I'm just surprised." He looks so adorable, I thought.
I moved a hand up to his face, smoothing out the frown lines with my fingers, "No one else knows, Jace. You are still perfect."
Jace's face light up again, "You're right. No one else knows."
I rolled my eyes, "You are incredible."
Jace's fingers came up to tilt my chin upward, "Incredible? I like that word. It is a perfect word to describe me." He bent down to kiss me.
"Who the hell is this?" An angry voice entered the room, I jumped away from Jace. Ryan stood in the kitchen, a white towel around his hips, and a picture in his hand. It was a picture of the Circle. He pointed to a blonde man. Valentine.
"That is Valentine." Jace said in a bored voice. "Now if you'll excuse us..." Jace started to pull me back to him but I stayed away, fearing that Ryan might put the puzzle together and realize that the woman beside Valentine is my mom and that I am Valentine's daughter.
"No! I will not be excused!" Ryan yelled, "The same Valentine that killed my parents? Why the hell does Luke have a picture of that Valentine."
"He used to be in the Circle." I said hesitantly, "So did my mom, Maryse and Robert-" I cut myself off at Ryan's face.
"Are you saying," He took a step forward, "That you have been lying to us the whole time. That your mother was in an alliance with Valentine?" His voice rose with every word.
No, actually she was married to Valentine. I wanted to say, to get the truth out but my mouth wouldn't open.
"Don't yell at her," Jace defended me, "Clary has nothing to do with the Circle."
"Maybe not now, but how could your mother, how could Robert and Maryse-"
"Ryan," I whispered, "No one knew what Valentine was like back then." Jennifer walked into the room and placed a hand on her brother's shoulder, whispering a calming word in his ear.
"I can't believe this!" Ryan did not calm down, "I can't believe that you knew this whole time and didn't say anything!" He was shaking with anger as he yelled at me.
Jace stepped towards him, "I said don't yell at her." He spoke slowly and with meaning.
Ryan didn't look threatened, "Do you know about his kids?" He screamed. "Did you know that Valentine had kids? Because I've read about it and they have extra powers, they were experiments to Valentine!"
I know, I thought, I know because I am one of them. An experiment. I am Clarissa Morgentsen. Valentine's daughter that can create runes.
"Valentine's son is dead." Jace spoke loudly as if to get through Ryan's thick skull.
"But the daughter isn't!" Ryan yelled turning to Jace. "I've heard she is worse. I bet she is vile and cruel. I bet she would never apologize, I bet she would try to kill me in the same way. If I ever get my hands on her she will regret everything she has done to my parents and then-" I tried my hardest not to flinch at his voice.
"I've heard," Jace interrupted, "that Valentine's daughter is not in any way connected to him or Jonathan. I've heard she is good and caring and sweet. I have heard she loves more deeply than another human, it is pure, kind love. I've heard that Valentines daughter is beautiful. So beautiful even Aphrodite is jealous. Her beauty washes out the sun and wakes up the moon but," Jace paused to pick up a white flower from a vase in Luke's kitchen, "She will never be more beautiful than you." He handed the flower to me.
I smiled, "Thank you." Jace kissed my forehead and held me close to his chest. I breathed in his scent, as usual Jace has a way with words. Whether they be good or bad.
"I bet she just uses her beauty to attract and kill." Ryan started to calm down.
"What about you, Clary, what are your feelings on Valentines daughter?" Jennifer asked. I almost laughed, I could have laughed, what did I think of myself?
I did not look at Jennifer, only into the eyes of Jace as I played with the hair on the back of his neck, "I think that wherever she is, she should stay there." In your arms, forever. I added in my head. Jace smiled, nodding in agreement.
"She should stay in hiding." Ryan muttered, "Because God knows no one wants her out in the open. On second thought-" Jennifer hit him. "Why are you so calm about this?"
"Because," Jennifer caught my eye before turning to her brother, "I know you couldn't battle her by yourself and I don't want you getting hurt." Oh crap, she knows.
Jace caught the look and brought me closer to him. I moved my hands down from his neck to his back and pressed him against me, so that I was completely surrounded by Jace. He rubbed my back comfortingly with his large hands.
"What is with everyone and there lack of confidence in me?" Ryan muttered, back to his normal self now. We, Jace and I, heard a car door shut and snapped our heads up. It might be comical, but no one laughed.
Then, Luke ran in the house. His face starting to grow larger, nails growing longer, and body starting to cover with fur as he looked at the unknown people in his kitchen. Jennifer screamed.
"Luke!" I yelled, running over to him, "It's us! Calm down. This is Jennifer and Ryan Jones. Our... friends." I motioned to them. Luke calmed down when he saw me and smiled apologetically.
"I'm sorry about that," He apologized raising his arms in surrender his face no longer filled with fur, his nails back to normal, "I saw the lights on and I thought I had been robbed."
"That's okay." Ryan said slowly, "I'm Ryan Jones. Hello, you are Luke?"
"Yes, Luke Garroway." Luke replied, taking in that he was in only a white towel.
"Oh," Ryan covered up his chest blushing, "I'm sorry. I was in a dumpster, so I showered and Clary washed my clothes, that I wish I had right now." He said, pointedly. I nodded, rushing to the dryer and pulled his clothes out then I ran back and handed them to him. "I'll just go change." He murmured awkwardly, disappearing into the bathroom.
Luke shook his head and turned to Jennifer, who was still breathing hard and partly hiding behind Jace, "I'm sorry if I scared you."
Jennifer shook her head, "No, it's okay you just... you shocked me that's all." She stepped out from behind Jace, who was smirking.
"Smart of you," He said, "To hide behind me."
Jennifer ignored him. Luke spoke again, "Jace, it's good to see you again."
Jace smiled, "Good to see you. As much fun as I was going to have kicking your ass as a wolf, I think the girls like you better human."
Luke smiled, "Kick my ass? I think we will have to check whose ass will be beat one day."
"Which day?"
"Jace stop," I interrupted them, "Luke where is mom?"
"Oh! I left her in the car." Luke ran out of the house.
"Why did you tell me to stop?" Jace asked after he left.
"Because I don't want you getting hurt." I said.
Jace looked offended, "You think I will be the one getting hurt?"
I shrugged a shoulder, "He is a werewolf." But before Jace could speak again Luke came in with Mom behind him. Ryan came out of the bathroom, fully clothed and smelling a lot better.
"Clary!" Mom yelled rushing forward to hug me, "I am so happy to see you!" I hugged her back for a moment before she stepped away from me. "What are you wearing?"
I looked down at myself, "We... I... Mom meet Jennifer and Ryan." I changed the subject quickly.
"Oh, are these friends of yours?" Mom asked, "Hello."
"Hi." They both said back.
Mom looked at Jace who was looking at me, "Hello, Jace."
Jace flicked his gold eyes to her, "Hi, Jocelyn. How are you?"
"I'm great. What brings you all here?"
"We were at Pandemonium fighting demons," Ryan said, "and then I got into a dumpster and we came back here to let me shower. Then you two showed up."
"I guess we should get back now." Jace said looking over at me again, I nodded.
"No," Jocelyn said, "I think you all should spend the night here. It is already past midnight."
"Thank you, Jocelyn, but there wouldn't be enough beds. Since Luke will sleep in one and you in the other. We can get back alright." I glared at Jace as he said that. I knew, Jace of all people, was not that naive. As much as I didn't like to think about it, I knew Jocelyn and Luke slept together.
"Well, uh," Jocelyn blushed looking awkwardly between Luke, Jace, and I.
"I would have liked to ignored that, but Jace is right, Mom." I said, "We can get back okay."
"No, it's okay." Mom said still blushing, "I think for one night Luke and I can sleep in the same bed. I guess that Jennifer and Clary can sleep in the extra room. If that is alright with you two?" She asked Ryan and Jace. They nodded. Mom turned to me, "Okay, then I think you still have some old clothes here right? Will you give Jennifer some and you two can change?"
"Sure, Mom." I said nodding.
"Great, then lets all get to bed because I am exhausted." She kissed my hair and bid us goodnight then grabbed Luke's hand and they walked away.
"Goodnight everyone." Luke said. There was a chorus of goodnight's in reply then Luke and Mom disappeared into Luke's bedroom, closing the door behind them. I shivered.
"Are you cold?" Jace asked, suddenly in front of me and handing me his jacket.
I glared up at him, "Why did you say that to them?"
"Clary, take the jacket." Jace replied I took the jacket still angry. Then he became innocent, "I don't know what you mean, love, I just thought that Luke and Jocelyn didn't sleep together."
I threw the jacket back at him, and walked back to the spare bedroom, calling Jennifer on the way. I walked into the room, pulling out clothes that I thought could fit Jennifer and tossed them to her. I got my own, and walked into the bathroom to change. When I walked back out, Jennifer was changed and under the blanket.
"You can have the bed." I said, "I probably won't sleep."
"Okay," She nodded, "Are you sure?"
"Yes," I replied, "I'll go get Ryan because I bet he wants the bed too." I replied walking out of the room and saw Ryan and Jace fighting over the couch. "Hey!" I said to break them up, "Ryan, you can have the bed if you want it."
"Really? Where are you going to sleep?" He asked.
"Wherever I do." Jace smirked, looking over my long sleeved shirt and running shorts.
"Seriously," I turned to Ryan, "You can have it if you don't mind sleeping with your sister."
"Wow, thanks a lot Clary." Ryan smiled. "No I don't mind. Thanks. Goodnight." He said again before going into the spare room and shutting the door behind him.
"And then there were two." Jace whispered from behind, I turned to glare at him before locking the doors and shutting off the lights. "Where are you going?"
I walked over to the couch and laid down on it, trying to get comfortable when two strong arms encircled my waist and I was being pulled towards a warm chest. I tensed, wanting to be mad but eventually relaxed in his arms.
"I'm sorry if I upset you." Jace whispered into my hair. I smiled, my back still to him.
"I guess I should be ready for it by now." I turned around to him. Jace kissed my forehead.
"Can I ask you something?" He asked quietly.
"Sure."
"When are you going to tell your mother about your fiancee?" Jace asked, there was no humor or sarcasm in his voice, only curiosity and a slight tone of sadness.
I tensed then I remembered his arms around me and I sighed, "I don't know."
"Clary," Jace sighed, "I'll be there with you."
"I know you will." I whispered, getting closer to him my head in the crook of his neck. "I'm just... scared."
"I'm not happy about telling them either," Jace admitted, "Your Mother is nice but I have a feeling she can work up a lecture."
I laughed lightly, "She can. Trust me, I know."
"I'm sure you do." I pulled away from his neck to look at his face, Jace had an eyebrow raised. "You've got that sweet little good girl vibe going and that fools most people, but not me I see you when you fight demons, I'm with you when you yell at me, and most importantly I am with you when we make sweet beautiful love." Jace winked. I blushed, and was happy that it was dark so he couldn't see it.
"It's those kind of comments that makes me wonder why I am attracted to you at all."
"Honey, don't start talking crazy. Every woman is attracted to me, and even some men." He winked again.
I didn't have anything to say to that, so I laid my head back down on the couch pillows.
"Are you comfortable?" Jace asked, moving around so I was half laying on him. His arms still secure around my waist.
"I'm comfortable. Are you?"
"Very comfortable." He whispered suggestively.
I looked up at him, "What?"
Jace bent down to kiss me lightly, keeping his face close, "Ever since I knew I was in love with you, I have wanted to sleep with you in my arms. Clary, I think you better get used to this because I am not going to let you go."
"That's a good thing," I smiled, "Because I don't want you to ever let me go." Jace grinned before leaning his head down to kiss me, longer this time and more passionate.
"I love you." He whispered when he pulled away, we were both panting slightly.
My hands come down from his hair and back onto his chest, "I love you." I whispered, placing my head back on the crook of his neck and yawning.
"Sleep, Clary. I will still be here in the morning." He joked. I kissed his chest before closing my eyes and falling asleep.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I'm sorry this is so long! I'm sorry that it is also kind of late, I got a new computer this week and I had to transfer and download.
Also, yes I know about the point of view's. I'm sorry but I didn't think it was that confusing because I tried to put the POV character's name in the first paragraph or right after it. If it is confusing people, I will go back and help you guys out with that. Thanks for being nice about it and please tell me if anything else if bothering or confusing.
