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"Please, come with us!" Simon whined, I pulled the phone away from my ear as he screamed from the other side, "Bring Jace, we can make it a double date! Please, Steph wants to double!"

"I thought you would've dumped her by now." I murmured, pouring some cat food into Max's bowl. He meowed in delight and rubbed his head against my leg.

"No, Stephanie is different she has something extra that my past girlfriends haven't had... no offense."

"I don't take any offense to that," I replied, "I know I don't have D sized breasts and inappropriately short skirts."

Simon laughed, "I didn't mean that. I meant she is just not what I expected."

I walked out of the room and saw Isabelle in the hallway, "Yes, Mom. I'll sleep-over tomorrow." I passed her with an eye roll and she grinned, disappearing into her room.

"Isabelle is in the room isn't she?" Simon asked. I turned around to make sure she was gone.

"Yes, but not anymore. Sorry about that."

"It's alright, so about the double date..." Simon left the sentence hanging.

I sighed, "I'll ask Jace about it and call you back later."

"Okay, please hurry, Stephanie is not very patient."

I laughed, "Okay. See you later."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and knocked on Jace's door when I reached it.

"Come in." Jace said from behind the door. I opened it and saw him reading the red book, the one he made a bet with Alec about reading. He smiled when he saw me. "Hey."

"Hi." I stepped into the room and shut the door, but didn't move away from it. "I just had an interesting conversation with Simon."

Jace shut his book and placed it on the bed before him, "About what?" He pat the bed beside him.

"A double date."

Jace raised an eyebrow, "Who are you going with?"

I approached the bed, "I was hoping you would come with me." I sat down in front of him.

His eyebrow stayed raised, "Oh really? Who is Simon going with?"

"That cheerleader, Stephanie." I shrugged. "Do you want to go?"

"Do I have a choice?" He asked, his arms sneaking around my waist and pulling me closer.

"Yes... kind of." I smiled, I settled down in his lap my legs bent at the knee over his left leg, as Jace sat cross legged on the bed.

"Do you want to go?"

I shrugged, "It has a chance of being fun."

Jace chuckled, "Doesn't everything?"

"I guess," I replied, "Do you want to go?"

He kissed my temple, "I love you."

My eyebrows furrowed together, "What does that mean?"

"It means that I have a deep feeling of affection towards you."

I rolled my eyes, "I knew that."

"Then why did you ask?"

"These are the moments that I want to hit you," I said matter-of-factly, "Do you want to go on the double date or not?"

"I'll go wherever you go and wherever you ask me to." He said, pulling back to look me in the eyes. I raised my hand to cup his face, my thumb tracing his cheek. Jace leaned into my touch.

"But do you want to go?" I asked softly.

"It has a chance of being fun." Jace grinned, quoting me from a moment ago.

I smiled, "I guess it does." I leant forward and kissed him. Pulling back a minute later, I looked down at the red book, "What is that book about?" I asked, grabbing the book.

The book, I thought, was beautiful. It was a ruby read with gold writing on it. Demons: The Histories Most Challenging by Charles C. Scott. It read.

Jace's head fell on my shoulder with a groan, "Clary, it's so boring."

"Why did you make the beat then?" I asked.

"I don't like to be made to feel defeated." He said, raising his head again.

"So this is a pride thing?" I said, looking back down at the book and flipping through some pages. The pages were yellow and crinkled, signaling how old it actually was.

Jace ignored me, "I know how it could be more interesting." I looked at him, his golden eyes lightening up.

"How?" I asked curiously.

"You could read it to me," Jace paused well that wasn't so bad, "while you are naked."

I hit his chest with the book, "Jace, you know you wouldn't pay attention then."

"Do you blame me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and looking over my face.

I blushed, not knowing how to respond.

"Look at yourself, Clary," Jace whispered, "You are beautiful."

No, I thought, but you are. "I'll go call Simon back then." I started to get up.

Jace caught me before I could leave, "Clary do you think your pretty?"

Under the trance of his eyes I responded, "I've never thought I was."

"Well you are," Jace said matter-of-factly, "I think- actually I know you are beautiful."

"Thank you." I whispered, kissing him on the lips so he wouldn't say anything else.

After a minute of Jace still trying to talk, and me stopping him, he gave up. Kissing me back with passion and intensity. My hands went to his hair, fingers tangling in his golden curls. His arms wrapped around me securely, they were strong like they always were.

Jace pulled his face away from me, but didn't go far as he just rested his forehead against mine.

"Maybe I can call Simon later." I whispered, trying to discreetly slow my panting.

Jace's eyes darkened, "That's alright, love. We have all night, go call your friend back."

I searched his eyes for any humor, "That was shocking."

"What was?"

"That you actually want me to talk to Simon, instead of stay here and kiss you."

He chuckled, "As much as I would love to kiss you every minute of every day, I can't. But I can kiss you all night, so right now why don't you go call your friend?"

I stood up from the bed, trying to comb his hair with my fingers, "Okay." Was my only response. I really didn't want to leave Jace's side.

Jace's eyes were still dark, "Or I guess you can call him from here?"

I nodded, pulling out my phone from my jean pocket.

"Then we can start our night early." Jace whispered in my ear. I shivered immediately, not ever dialing Simon's number faster.

"Hello?" Simon asked.

"Hi," I said staring at anywhere but Jace or the bed, "Jace said yes."

"He did? Good! Stephanie will be excited." He paused.

I jumped when Jace's arms slid around my waist from behind and he started to kiss my neck, "Get off the phone." He growled in my free ear. I held in a moan, not wanting to explain to Simon.

Simon continued, "Stephanie wants you two to meet us tomorrow at three outside McAlisters."

"Okay great!" My voice sounded way to excited and husky, "We will see you there! Bye!"

"Clary are you okay, you sound-" Simon's voice was cut off when I ended the call.

"That's better." Jace whispered, turning me around in his arms. He started to kiss my neck again and I moved my head to allow him more access, "What did he say?"

"Tomorrow," I panted he sucked on my collarbone, "Three o'clock," Jace peppered wet kisses on my neck, "Outside of McAlisters." Jace nodded, stopping his lips a breath away from mine.

"No more talking about the vampire." Jace whispered, crashing his mouth to mine before I could complain about how he had calmed Simon 'the vampire.'

"I'm not sure twenty-six hours will be enough time. I think we will have to be late." Jace said, leaving wet kisses on the path to my ear, his hands roaming my body and I could only a manage a whimper in response.

Jace seemed to like that, however, because he picked me up and threw me on the bed. His warm body heat returning to mine a second later in a heated kiss.

(A/N: This story is set in 2007 because thats how it was in the books. I know because in City of Glass Clary 'saw her death' on a tombstone and the year was 2007. Just letting everyone know. Thanks)

The next day at three, I drove Jace to McAlisters, pulling up at three-oh-three and parking at three-oh-four.

"Come on, Jace. We are already late." I said scrambling to find my phone.

Jace looked comfortable, "Did I not tell you we would be late?"

"That's different," I blushed as I recalled our night.

"Different? Clary, from the way you were going at me all night I would say its lucky that we are dressed and out of bed."

"I was going at you?"

"All night long." Jace nodded, smiling.

"Whatever," I said finding my phone and opening the door, "Let's go."

"Yes," Jace was suddenly at my side, his door already shut, and taking my hand, "Let's."

"Jace," I was appalled.

"What?"

"You shouldn't do that in public. Someone might see you." I looked around, but no one seemed to notice.

"Clary, how many times have I told you," Jace pushed me up against the car taking my keys out of my hand as he did, "that I break the rules?" He pushed a button on the keys and the car locked, he then put them in the pocket of my jeans.

"About as many times as you have told me not to bring purses on dates because you pay for everything?"

"That's right." Jace bent down to kiss me. I kissed him back, then I remembered where we were.

"Jace, we need to go inside. Get off." I said, pushing him off me with much difficulty. I started to walk in. Jace chuckled, caught up to me, and wrapped an arm around my waist.

We walked in and I saw Simon and Stephanie immediately. Simon made eye-contact with me and looked annoyed, while Stephanie ran up to me and embraced me tightly.

"Clary! It's so good to see you again!" Stephanie yelled in my ear. I hugged her back.

"Thanks, Stephanie. It's good to see you too." I replied, my words sounded like a whisper next to her screaming.

"Oh! Is this your boyfriend?" Stephanie let go of me and turned to Jace. "I'm sorry, my name is Stephanie Jones." Her words became shaky when she took in his beauty. "Hello."

"Jace." Jace replied, giving her a smirk.

Stephanie nodded multiple times, "Jace, great to meet you. I'm Stephanie." She blushed and giggled, still staring at Jace.

"You already said that."

"Opps! I guess I have!" Stephanie covered her mouth with her hand and blushed harder.

Simon walked up, still looking annoyed. "Hi, Clary. Jace."

"Hello, Simon." I replied, Jace nodded.

"Simmy!" Stephanie yelled.

"Yes, I'm right here." Simon smiled at her. Simon really seems to like her, he is not even looking at her short skirt, just at her.

Stephanie was dressed in a orange, yellow, and red plaid skirt with a black v-neck sweater tucked into it. She had red high heels on that really showed how long her actually legs were.

Simon was wearing his usual t-shirt and blue jeans. The t-shirt was red with white lettering that just stated You Don't Want To Play Me across the chest.

I was wearing a blue-green long sleeved sweater with a black pleated skirt and white shoes.

Lastly, Jace was wearing his usual black jacket, white shirt and dark jeans. The white shirt did little to cover up his dark markings but Stephanie didn't seem to notice.

"Let's go order! I am starving!" Stephanie's loud voice woke me from my trance.

Jace's hand slipped up from my waist and to my shoulders, where his hand hung off my shoulder limply. He nodded towards Stephanie, who was still staring at him, and we all ordered and then sat down at a table.

"So," Stephanie said when we sat down, "How did you two meet? Tell me the whole story! Don't miss one detail."

Jace and I looked at each other, both thinking the same thing. Did we want to explain how we fell in love then we found out that we were siblings then found out we weren't? No we did not. Or we could make up some story about how I knew Isabelle and then she introduced us, but no Jace was not a liar and he probably wouldn't like that.

So, I turned back to Stephanie and said, "We met a club, Pandemonium. And then just hit it off from the start and started dating." I shrugged, happy with myself for the short but sweet story.

Stephanie squealed, "Was it love at first sight?"

"Absolutely," Jace said without missing a beat, I turned to him and smiled.

"Completely," I agreed. Jace's eyes looked happy but he did not smile.

Simon cleared his throat and I snapped my head back to look at him. Silently apologizing, because Simon and I used to date in the middle of when I was so confused about Jace. Simon nodded and then motioned to the waiter who was handing out the food.

"Stephanie," I asked quietly, "Can I ask you something?"

"Do you want to know how I got my hair so silky?" She nodded about to go into a full list.

"No, no not that! Even though it is very-" I cut myself off, "No I wanted to know if you were related to Jennifer and Ryan Jones?" Given your name is Stephanie Jones.

"Jennifer and Ryan?" Stephanie raised her eyebrows, "I thought they dropped off the face of the Earth."

"The Earth is round that is impossible," I shook my head, "do you know them?"

"Yes, I know them, actually they are my cousins, and it completely embarrassing."

"Why is it embarrassing?"

"Because," Jennifer took a deep breath in, "they're crazy."

My eyes widened in astonishment, "They are crazy?"

"Yes, well they weren't always crazy, but now they are for sure. Their parents were killed a few months ago by this mad murder. So my family felt really bad for them, you know, because their father and my father were brothers. My dad tried to take them in, so they could live with us, but they wouldn't come. They refused. My father tried again and again, but each time they said no. Ryan swore revenge on the murder and all of his family after that day."

I was quiet during the awful story, "Do you think he'll get it?"

"Clary," Jace sighed, "Don't bore everyone with that. Everyone just wants to talk about me."

"Not quite, handsome." Simon muttered.

"What is with you and being attracted to me?"

"I am not attracted to you, jackass."

"Honey," Jace tightened his arm around me, "I'm sorry that you have to witness another man fall in love with me."

Simon sighed an angry sigh, "Stephanie, this is why I wanted you to meet Clary by herself."

"Why, so you wouldn't throw yourself at me?" Jace smirked, liking that he was getting Simon mad.

"No, because you are an arrogant sarcastic jackass."

"Just admit that you are attracted to me."

"No!"

"Then you're in denial."

"No I'm not!"

Jace didn't reply, just raised an eyebrow.

"Why don't we eat?" I suggested, trying to break up the fight.

"That is a great idea." Stephanie nodded, looking slightly afraid. "Since Juno starts at four fifteen."

Jace, Simon, and I all stared at her.

"What?"

"We are going to a movie?"

"What is a Juno?" We all asked at once.

Stephanie laughed, "Simmy, I told you that we were going to a movie."

"You said we could go, not that we were going."

"Simon." Stephanie said in warning.

Simon sighed and turned to us, "Would you guys mind going to see Juno at four fifteen?"

I looked at Jace, who looked utterly confused, "I guess we could."

"Oh, yay!" Stephanie clapped. "Come on let's eat!"

After we finished eating, driven to the movie theater, bought our tickets and snacks we had time to kill so we walked into the empty movie theater and started to find our seats. All the while, I was trying to explain to Jace what a movie was. Simon stopped me when I tried to sit down in the same row.

"Sit somewhere else." He said.

"Pardon?" I asked, confused.

"Please, sit somewhere else. I want to have this alone time with Stephanie." He pleaded.

"Come on, Clary," Jace grabbed my hand, "Simon is just afraid that when it gets dark he will start to kiss me instead of the mundane." He started to pull me out of the row.

"You're such a di-" Simon's voice cut off as Stephanie asked where we were going. Jace pulled me up to the top corner of the theater and sat down.

"So tell me again, Clary, the actors are behind the screen?" Jace asked when we were seated.

"No, the director filmed it probably six months ago but now we get to see it." I said as some people started to fill up the theater.

"They filmed it all in one clip?"

"No, in different clips but the director and everyone else just cut and pasted them together."

Jace seemed to think about this, the lights went down and previews started, "I think I'll like this more than I should." He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close to him.

I smiled up at him and leant my head back on his shoulder. The movie started and for ten minutes I was enjoying it. Until, Jace moved beside me and started to kiss and lick my neck.

"Jace," I whispered pushing him away.

"Oh, Clary," Jace moaned and set his lips on mine. We kissed for a minute then, I pushed him off me again. He looked dumbfounded.

"What are you doing? Watch the movie." I said quietly.

"I was just trying to have some fun." Jace grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest and turning to watch the movie. We watched for about five minutes more, then Jace's head fell on my shoulder quiet snores coming from his mouth.

I smiled at his adorable, almost vulnerable, face and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Jace snuggled into me breathing out a sigh as his snores started up again. I smiled wider, turning back to watch the rest of the movie.

When the credits started, I shook Jace away.

"Jace," I whispered, "Jace wake up."

His eyes opened and he yawned looking up at me, "I just had the best dream."

I laughed quietly, "Jace, get up. The movie is over."

Jace ignored me, "Would you like to know what it was about?"

"You can tell me later," I said pulling him off my shoulder, "Please get up."

He continued as if I hadn't talked, "I was on a beach, tanning. My abs glistening in the sun. Then you came running up in a little blue bikini and after that we a great night filled with love, passion, and naked wet bodies. I must say," Jace said with his signature grin, "It is one of my dreams that I hope come true."

"I don't think it could." I shook my head.

"Why not?" He whined.

"Because I don't own a blue bikini and we don't live in the Hamptoms." I grabbed his hands, an electric shock went up my arm in the process, and then helped him to his feet.

Jace shrugged. "I'll buy you bikini and take you to a beach."

I laughed to hold off my shiver as I thought about what could happen on a beach. And about how great Jace would look in swim-trunks after he had just gotten out the water, his golden hair and chiseled body soaking as he leans down to- stop Clary, I yelled at myself, stop!

"Clary," Jace looked concerned but he smirked to cover it, "are you imagining the beach?"

I pulled him to the stairs and started to walk down, "I didn't... I don't know what you're talking about." I tried not to look at him.

"It's a great fantasy is it not?"

I ignored that, still not looking at him.

"Can't you imagine it?" Jace whispered increasing his speed to speak in my ear, "Us skinny dipping in the water both our bodies soaked, I pull you towards me and start to kiss you-"

"Hey! How did you two enjoy the movie?" Stephanie's high voice yelled when we came to the bottom of the steps.

"Oh, we enjoyed it." Jace said, "I think Clary might of enjoyed it to much." He squeezed my hand.

I shivered and grabbed the stair railing to keep from falling forward or flinging myself at Jace. One of the two would've happened. Simon sighed.

"Did you really, Clary? What was your favorite part?" Stephanie asked, smiling widely.

I glared at Jace, my arousal completely disappearing, "I don't know. What was your favorite part?"

"When Juno had the baby and still gave it to the mom!" She squealed. "That was so sweet!"

"Oh, I agree," I said nodding. Truth was, I didn't really watch the movie after Jace fell asleep. I just couldn't pull my eyes away from his adorable face, or the heat radiating off his body.

We walked out of the parking lot, both Simon and Stephanie hugged me. Stephanie gave Jace a long hug around the neck and even a light kiss on the cheek, which I tried not to notice. Jace looked uncomfortable, not even putting his arms around her back to hug her.

"Well I had so much fun!" Stephanie sang, letting go of Jace, "I hope we do this again soon!"

Jace and I glanced sideways at each other, "Sure, maybe." I nodded, unconvincingly but Stephanie didn't seem to notice.

"Okay, Steph, I need to get you home," Simon announced, "Your mother said by seven. Bye, Clary. Jace." He gave me a smile but it erased as he turned to Jace.

"Bye, Simon."

"Bye." Jace said. We all waved at each other, then Jace and I headed to my car. Jace wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me against his side.

"That had a chance of being fun." I started.

"Yes it did," Jace replied, "Then it fizzled and died."

I laughed, "Thanks for coming, anyway." We reached the car then and, after I unlocked it, Jace opened my door for me.

"You're welcome." He smirked, bending his head down to kiss me softly on the lips. However, soft became pressure and pressure became hard and with tongue. Jace's arms slid up my spine and to my neck, pushing me closer so I was flushed against him. My hands were where they always were, one in his hair and the other on his heartbeat.

Eventually, we pulled away from each other and both panted for air.

"Well," Jace said, "I was going to say you're welcome but you'll have to make it up to me later, but Clary, I think you just said thank you, I'm sorry, you're welcome, and apology accepted all in one."

I blushed looking away from him, as I retracted my hands from in his hair and on his heart. Jace, quick as light, caught my hand that was in his hair before it pulled away, his other arm still securely around my back.

Using our hands that were linked together, he lifted my chin so I looked him in the eye. He smirked, and I blushed harder.

"Feel free to apologize to me like that anytime," He leant in to whisper in my ear, "Because you will always be forgiven." If possible, I blushed even harder, my face probably now the color of my hair.

"I'll keep that in mind." I whispered. His closeness, heat, and arms around me were not doing anything to slow my heartbeat or breathing.

Jace chuckled, low in my ear, and kissed his way; from my ear, to my jaw, then to my cheek, and finally set a sweet chaste kiss on my lips.

"Jace, I think... we-" My voice failed when his tongue came out and licked my ear, his face suddenly back there again.

"What is it baby?" Jace asked. I knew he was trying to hide it, but his voice was uneven and raspy too.

"I think we should... get back-" I cut off again.

"Tell me, baby. What is it?" His lips skimming my ear, his breath hot and I shivered, but I was far from being cold.

"Institute. I think we should go." I said, not caring that my sentence probably didn't make since.

"You think we should go back to the Institute?" Jace asked. I nodded slightly, not wanting his lips to leave my ear. "I think that is a great idea, Clary." He whispered. "I'll make you feel so good," He almost mouthed in my ear, and I wasn't completely sure if I heard it or not.

Jace pulled his head back to kiss me once more, in a searing fleeting kiss. He opened the door for me again, since apparently my body shut it when we kissed, and I climbed into the car. I shut the door myself, started the car, and put my hands on the wheel but did not go anywhere. I took a few deep breaths, closing my eyes and trying to calm myself; because I didn't want to crash having fantasies of Jace.

Jace chuckled, obviously staring at me, "What are you doing?"

"Calming myself," I replied.

I saw Jace smirk out of the corner of my eye, "Did I get you that worked up? Hmm, I must be better at kissing than I even thought."

"Wow, how did you get into the car with such a big head?"

"Nice one, Fray. I've never heard that one before."

I smiled but ignored him to pull out. I drove out onto the rode and took another deep breath, praying that I wouldn't hit something.

When I stopped at a in front of the Institute, Jace opened the door for me again and looking down at the ground, absently he took my hand in his and led me to my room where he sat down on the bed. I let go of his hand but didn't leave him for very long because I opened up his arms and sat on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck and looking into his eyes.

Jace smiled at me and ran a hand threw my hair, "I love you."

"I love you too." I said but then I looked down, there was a question stinging in my head, since we first slept together.

"What is it?" Jace asked, pushing my chin up so I was looking at him again.

"I have something to ask you." I said, suddenly very nervous.

"Ask away." He replied, assuring me with his eyes.

"Please don't be offended,"

Jace gave me a look, "Clary, I have an enormous ego I will not be offended."

"Okay," I took a deep breath closing my eyes, "How many women... have you... you know, slept with?" I opened my eyes back up.

Jace's eyes widened, clearly he did not expect me to ask that, "Clary, I-"

I started to explain myself, "I'm sorry. I just I wanted to know... but you don't have to tell me because I'm sure those other women were so beautiful and tall. I guess I just wanted to know because we are going to be married one day... Never mind, you don't have to tell me. Unless you want to." I took a deep breath, forgetting to breath through my rambling.

"Clary," Jace paused to make sure I wouldn't interrupt him, probably, "Before you, I have slept with four women."

I nodded slowly, processing. That wasn't that bad, was it? I thought it was going to be a lot more than that, but still four women touching Jace, having Jace, kissing Jace, like I did in our most intimate moments. I was upset, at myself maybe, for not getting to Jace first so we could be fully each others. Something in my face most have showed Jace that he needed to explain himself.

"Clary, you must understand that I have never loved another woman, those four women... it never felt right. But with you, it feels so right all the time and I realized that it never felt right with those women because even then I was waiting for you." Jace's hands rose to my face and he started to stroke my cheekbones, begging me to understand.

I nodded, but that was all I could do.

"And Clary, those women were nothing to me. Nothing because you are my everything. They were not pretty because you are beautiful. I love how you aren't tall, I love being able to pick you up and cradle you against me. And just for the record," He leant in to whisper in my ear, "I prefer red-heads."

"Blondes and brunettes. Typical." I rolled my eyes.

"Out of everything I said, that's all you got?" Jace shook his head, "Clary, tell me what you're thinking."

"I don't know what to say," I shrugged, "I just wish I would've gotten to you sooner I guess."

"Oh, Clary," He hugged me tightly, "They were nothing to me-"

"Don't say that," I interrupted him, "because then it sounds like you raped them. You liked them didn't you?"

"You're the only girl I will ever love." Jace said.

"I didn't say love, I asked if you liked them."

Jace nodded curtly, once, "Yes, I liked them."

"Okay."

"Okay?" Jace bent his head down to look me in the eye.

"Yes."

"Are you completely positive?"

I nodded, "I'm positive. I love you Jace."

Jace visibly relaxed, "I love you, Clary."

I hugged him around the neck, "Thank you for telling me that."

"You're welcome, thank you for being so understanding, is there anything else you need to ask me?" Jace sighed in relief, wrapping his arms securely around my waist.

I pulled back, but kept my arms around him, and I placed my forehead on his. Jace smiled up at me, "No more questions. But, I'm afraid, Jace that you are mine forever."

Jace smiled wider, "That is more than alright with me." And when he kissed me, I felt like we would be each others forever. It didn't matter that he wasn't a virgin when we met; all that mattered were his arms around me, his kisses, and that he loved me not those other women, but me. I smiled against his lips and kissed him more deeply.

"I love you." I whispered when I pulled away for air.

Jace started to kiss down my neck, "I love you." He laid down on the bed, pulling me with him so that I was straddling his hips. Jace crossed his arms over his chest to take his shirt off then placed his hands on my thighs to massage them.

My fingers explored his warm chest, tracing his white old runes, all over his abs, biceps, and pecs, over every surface my fingers touched and caressed. My mind was completely filled with Jace. All of his words of love and kindness were floating around in my mind. The pleasure of them making me want to scream.

I came to the sudden realization that every line, every texture, every inch of Jace was mine, all mine to explore and keep forever. This beautifully gorgeous man had chosen me.

I bent down to kiss him again. Loving how he was moaning my name and mumbled against my lips as we kissed.

The next morning; Jace and I woke up together, shared words and kisses of love, and then he went back to his room to change. I jumped around the room like a giddy school girl who had just gotten her first kiss after he left, then I ran into the bathroom and took a shower.

When I came out, I walked to the kitchen, sketchpad under my arm, ate an apple for breakfast and then went to go find everyone. Eventually, I came across the training room and found everyone in there. Everyone too; Jace, Isabelle, Issac, Jennifer, Ryan, and Max. Max ran up to me, as a black cat, and rubbed against my leg and I stroked his soft fur for a moment.

I looked back up and was shocked to see Jace standing not a foot away from me, I jumped back and almost fell, had his hand not come to the back of my neck. Jace didn't say anything, his golden eyes mischievous, as he simply bent down to kiss me.

I gasped in shock, my eyes wide open staring at his now closed ones. But, before I could respond he pulled back, winked, and ran back over to where Ryan was on the wrestling mat. I felt my cheeks heat up as I blushed.

"Good morning, Clary!" Issac said loudly from across the room, he was seated on the bleachers Isabelle beside him and Jennifer two rows in front and slightly to the side of them. I walked over to the seats.

"Good morning." I replied, hoping my blush had disappeared by then.

"Clary, what have you done to Jace? He has been smiling like an idiot all morning." Isabelle asked.

"I heard that!" Jace yelled, mocking hurt.

Isabelle shrugged unaffected, "Seriously, though, what happened?"

I sat down on the row in-between Issac and Isabelle, and Jennifer, "I don't know. Maybe he is just happy."

"Bullshit, Clary," Isabelle scoffed, "I know you did-"

"Isabelle," Issac interrupted, "Stop. Maybe Clary just doesn't want to tell you."

Isabelle turned towards him and raised her eyebrows, "Excuse me?"

"I said to stop, Clary and Jace have a right to have some personal privacy." Issac responded, not looking afraid.

Isabelle's eyebrows raised higher, "Would you like to lose your di-"

I placed a hand on Issac's knee, "Thanks for the help, Issac. But I wouldn't test her."

Issac looked from me to my hand to Isabelle several times, I retracted my hand, and he looked at his knee again, "Alright, you're welcome and I'm sorry." He said to Isabelle and I.

I turned away from the odd couple, "Good morning, Jennifer. How are you?"

She turned around to face me, "I'm alright. Thanks. And you?"

"Can't complain." I shrugged looking over at Jace, who had Ryan pinned down on the wrestling mat. I chuckled lightly, remembering those awful days of hand-to-hand combat. But then again, it was good because Jace and I would end up kissing. However, I didn't think that would help Ryan in the slightest.

Jennifer smiled, "That's good. So, when do I start my training?" She tried to ask casually but I could tell she was yearning to start.

I glanced up at Isabelle, "We can start today if you would like."

"Great!" Jennifer jumped up, "What am I going to start with? Swords? Daggers? Stele's?"

"Actually," I interrupted, "I really have to run today, but we can work on your endurance and stamina." I shrugged.

Her face fell, "Whatever you say, teacher." She sat back down on the bleachers, shoulders hunched.

"Clary!" Ryan's voice made me look back over to the mat's, "Look! I got your fiancee down on-! Oomph! Damn! Ouch! Never mind!" Ryan said as Jace pinned him down again.

I shook my head turning back to Jennifer, "I still cannot believe that he is your brother."

"I still can't believe that you love Jace." She snapped back.

I smiled, despite her hostility, and turned to the golden haired man that was walking in a circle around Ryan, "Jace is everything I thought I didn't want in a man." I whispered, admiring his long lean muscular body.

Jennifer stayed quiet, I could feel her gaze on me as my eyes were on Jace, but then I flicked them back to her and she dropped her brown eyes, "But he is seriously hot, so that has to count for something." She joked.

I laughed quietly, "I guess so. Do you want to start now?" I asked, standing up on the bleachers, climbing down, and then pointing to the treadmill's in the corner.

Jennifer frowned, "Sure." She walked with me over to the machines and I told her what speed to start on, then gradually go up until she was running.

I, on the other hand, did the same thing every time. In total I was on the running machine for thirty minutes; the first ten I would run, the next ten I would walk, then the last ten I would run faster. I started this process, Jennifer running alongside me after about five minutes of working up to running. Isabelle joined us to, after eight, and we all ran together.

On the ten minute mark, I slowed mine to a walk; Jennifer and Isabelle copied me and we all started a conversation on whether Zebra's fur was white with black stripes or black with white stripes.

"I think that it is black with white." Jennifer said.

"I disagree," Isabelle shook her head.

"Me too," I nodded Jennifer asked why, "Because there stomachs are all white and so are their legs right?"

"So?" Jennifer asked.

"So, that's like a given fact that they are white with black stripes." Isabelle said, her tone implying that Jennifer was dumb.

Oddly enough, this whole conversation killed five minutes.

Suddenly, arms were around my waist and a body was pressed up behind me on the moving treadmill. The arms and body sent electric shocks everywhere he would touch and I grinned, looking up at my golden haired gorgeous man.

"I agree with Clary," Jace whispered seductively just loud enough for the others to hear.

"Eww! Get a room!" Isabelle whined.

"Isabelle, you can't say that before I've even kissed her." Jace rolled his eyes looking up at her for a split second before blinking his gaze back to mine. "Hello, Clary."

I smiled at his formal tone, "Hi, Jace. How is your wrestling match going?"

Jace raised his eyebrows, "How well do you think it can go with Ryan as my partner?"

I shrugged, "Well at least you get to throw him to the ground multiple times in a row."

"Trust me, that is the only joy I get out of it."

He grinned down at me, his arms leaving my waist cold as they moved my hair off my neck and he placed a sweet kiss on the nape of it. I shivered. Then Jace was as innocent as ever when he picked some of my hair up, covered my neck, and patted the place lightly with three fingers.

Jace wasn't done then, though, because he lent his face down to whisper in my ear, "Your ten minutes are up." He then jumped off the treadmill, winked, and walked back over to the wrestling mats. I shook my head and increased my speed to a run.

After ten more minutes; Isabelle and I half-carried Jennifer back over to the bleachers becasue she was very over dramatic, much like her brother. We got her some water, a towel, and sat her down on the metal row. Jennifer immediately lay down on her back and poured the water on her head.

"Now that is unsanitary." Isabelle said, disgustedly she climbed up to the hights row on the bleachers, next to Issac, then she started playing with the whip that was wrapped elegantly around her arm.

I smiled after her and climbed up to the second row, where I left my sketchpad, picked up my pencil, and started to draw. When the Hidden Rune came to my mind again, I bite my lip and started to draw it before it once again left my mind.

Someone swore in front of me, "Clary, please, don't do that in public," I looked up to see Jace standing on the first row of bleachers in front of me. When I was about to ask what he was talking about he bent down capture my bottom lip in his mouth, I moaned quietly and Jace drew back with a chuckle, "It is very suggestive, see?" Jace climbed up to the third row, turned around, and placed his long legs on either side of me snuggling me backwards towards his chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist and settled his chin on my shoulder, leaning his temple against my ear.

I sighed in contentment, closing my eyes for a moment. The Rune came and left again before I could even open my eyes.

As if he was reading my mind, Jace said, "Did it leave you again?"

I nodded opening my eyes, "I think I should just get used to it leaving and them coming back at a random time."

Jace hesitated, "I have been thinking of how I could help you and I have a suggestion."

"Well what is it?" I asked, desperately.

"I have been thinking of a way to help you with this Rune, and I thought that maybe if you let your mind relax it might come to you." Jace said.

My eyebrows furrowed and I looked down at my sketchpad, "Do you think that would work?"

Jace nodded, "Don't you remember that when you see Glamour you have to ease your mind to see through the Glamour," I nodded, "Well, I just thought that maybe since this Rune is a form of Glamour, maybe it might work." He shrugged.

I nodded again, "That makes since." I replied, shutting my eyes and taking a few deep breaths to clear my mind.

Then, suddenly, clear as day the Hidden Rune appeared in my head and I blindidly started to draw, worried, but there was no reason to be because the Rune did not leave or dissapear or even fade as it would before. When I was completely done, I opened my eyes and looked down at the new Rune I just created.

I turned to Jace, "You are going to gloat about this aren't you?"

He smirked pulling me closer, "Probably. Is that it?"

Looking back down at my sketchpad, I nodded, "That's it."

"What's it?" Isabelle's voice asked as I heard the thumb, thumb of her shoes hitting the bleachers as she came down the rows and looked over Jace's shoulder. "No way! Did you just-"

"Isabelle, don't." Jace said in a warning voice. And I knew why his voice was so harsh, if Ryan found out that I could create Runes then the puzzle would be complete and he would figure out that I was Valentine's daughter. That I was a Morgensten.

"Clary did you just create a Rune?" She squealed in excitement. One of Jace's hands left my waist to cover her mouth, Isabelle's eyebrows rose and her brown eyes flashed.

"Isabelle, don't." He repeated, pointing his eyes at Ryan. Isabelle rolled hers and tore his hand from her mouth.

"So, does it work?" She asked in a much quieter voice, coming to sit down beside me.

I looked up at Jace, asking for silent permission maybe, but he was glaring at Isabelle; testing her to speak louder. I sighed, "I don't know."

"Well, let's try it then." Isabelle replied pulling out her stele and grabbing my arm. I felt the familiar burn as the stele lit up and touched my skin, making me twitch in discomfort slightly but I kept my arm still. "All done." She announced after a quiet moment.

I stared down at the Rune that was now sketched in black ink on my skin, "Well, does it work?" I asked impatiently looking up at my fiancee.

Jace smirked, back to himself, "Love, I won't be able to tell you. I have Sight too, remember?"

"How do we test it then?"

"You could run out in the middle of Town Square in rush-hour traffic and see if anyone notices you." Isabelle shrugged.

"Right, what if I get hit?" I asked.

"Then that would be a tragedy to us all."

"Whether you are being sarcastic or not, no." Jace interrupted.

"Well, what do you suggest then?"

"I was going to say that Clary could take a simple, non life threatening- stroll through the park."

Isabelle rasied her eyebrows, "We are talking about Clary here. Anything that seems un-dangerous, Clary comes in and somehow makes it so dangerous that the SWAT's have to come in."

Jace shook his head viciously as if ridden a horrible thought in his mind. "Mark me as well, then."

"Why?"

"Because," Jace rolled his eyes, "Angel knows I know how to protect her." Isabelle nodded and drew the Rune on his palm. "Alright, my love, come let us take a nice stroll through Central Park." He grabbed my hand and escorted me from the room.

We decided not to drive, because, just in case the Rune did work, we didn't want anyone to call the police on a car that was driving by itself. Jace and I entered the Park about thirty minutes later, Jace's arm thrown casually around my waist tugging me closer every-time I got more than a few inches away. No one seemed to notice us so maybe it was working, but then again this was New York no one cared what anyone was doing as long as the women had their cell-phones and the men had their women.

"Is it working?" I asked Jace quietly.

"I believe so, congratulations, you have just created a new Rune." He said, leaning down to kiss me. From the look of doubt on my face he pulled away, "You don't believe me do you?"

I shrugged nodding guilt-fully.

Jace shook his head un-latching his arm around my waist and then walking confidently over to a women on the phone with a pink baby stroller. Jace walking in front of the baby stroller, waved at the small child, and then tapped the woman on the shoulder. Nothing. No response, no acknowledgment. Nothing. He smiled, strolling back over to me the knowing smirk back in place. "Do you believe me now?"

I nodded, tugging on his shirt to bring his lips down to meet mine. Jace pulled back after a moment. I frowned and he chuckled.

"I'm just a little offended that you wouldn't believe me." Jace mock hurt. "I'm sorry, but I think you'll have to make it up to me."

"Jace, I'm finally letting you kiss me in public." I said.

Jace looked flabbergasted, "Consider me made up with." He whispered bringing his lips back down to mine.

A few hours later, I lay in my bed staring up at the ceiling. Lost in thought. I was thinking about what Stephanie had told me about Ryan and Jennifer and about them being crazy.

"What are you thinking?" Jace asked from beside me. He was staring at me with a dreamlike gaze.

I was speechless for a moment, "Do you think what Stephanie said about Ryan and Jennifer was true?"

Jace didn't looked shocked, "Are you worried?"

I sighed, irritated with all these questions, "No. I just... Do you think we should tell them what she said?"

"Which part?"

"Jace, please-"

"The part where Stephanie said they were crazy?" He asked, I nodded, "I'm not sure if we should tell them that part."

I remembered Stephanie's words, Ryan swore revenge on the murder and all of his family after that day shivering I said, "Do you think Ryan will-"

"Try to get revenge on you?" Jace laughed. "If anyone tries to get to you, they will have to go through me." He promised, bending down to kiss me.

I pulled away and looked out the window, again getting lost in thought, "Jace, do you ever think that Seb-Jonathan is still alive?" I asked very quietly.

"Do you not believe that I-"

"I believe that you killed him," I turned back to him nodding, "sometimes I just don't think that he is dead."

Jace kissed me again, "I think that you should stop think of something else." And that was all that I thought of Jonathan that night, as Jace bent down to kiss me again.

Jace:

I watched Clary sleep for a long time many things racing through my mind, why did Clary think Jonathan was still alive? Why was she so afraid of Ryan? Did she think I couldn't protect her? I found myself, outside and walking down the dark quiet sidewalks of New York. Just as I passed an alley, I heard a dry eerie laugh, I turned and took a step back in surprise.

"Well I was coming for my sister, but I guess I will have to settle with you." A figure stepped out of the shadows, a blonde figure as tall as me. Jonathan.

"What? How?" But that's all I could get out as the darkness caved around me.

A/N: Thanks for reading! And thank you so much everyone for the kind reviews! (: