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First of all I wanted to stay the biggest thankyou to ALL those who alerted/favourite/reviewed this story! You have no idea how much this means to me, to have so many reviews on my story, to know you like it.

Enough blabbing about that though, I know you're all dying to read the erm… proposal? Of course I'm going to give it to you! I got over double 5 reviews! I got 12 (I think XD)! There I go again… blabbing.

Ok here it is:

P.S I want to thank vampchick09 for giving me a real good idea to create this proposal :)

Impulses, Chapter 4: Proposals

It was a freezing cold night, so Jace was glad Isabelle had rented out this beautiful hall in the middle of New York for the party, it was perfect. Iz had out done herself, fairy lights streamed down from the roof just above everybody's heads, lanterns hanging from the walls in gold and white. It seemed that was the theme, no wonder Isabelle had bought Clary the golden dress. There were tables of delicious food and florescent drinks but all Jace could see was the beaming smile on Clary's face. She was just perfect, she looked beautiful and luckily she had no idea why everyone was here. Jace's hands were getting sweaty as he wrapped his hands around his girlfriend's waist and his mind was like a highway of thoughts, doubts and everything else imaginable. He spotted Alec standing over in what must have been the only colourful thing he'd ever seen his adoptive brother wear. A black tux fit him well with a white tie and gold handkerchief in his pocket. Magnus however were dressed in a sparkly golden suit that complemented his white and silver hair. They were such an odd pair.

Isabelle was nowhere to be seen, most likely with Simon, Maryse and Robert were coming later on, "Clave business" and Mia and Jordan were over near the food table. They'd gotten back together a couple of weeks ago which was good, two lost souls finding each other. Sounded familiar to Jace…

Jace's head was spinning, there were so many people here at least one hundred and they were all here to see him propose, but it just didn't seem right. He didn't want this to become a show for everyone, that wasn't the way Clary would want it. He had to do this when they were alone with no one looking, then he could go back inside with his hopefully new fiancé and announce the news. It seemed odd to him to be planning something like this, he'd always imagined it would always just happen, but this seem so ordered. Something he felt uneasy about.

"Are you okay?" He heard a soft voice filled with concern say.

"Yea I'm fine, just a bit tired. Training and all" Jace replied quietly squeezing tightly on her waist.

"If you're sure" she whispered.

"Do you want to dance or…"

"I'd love to" the fiery girl answered before Jace could finish his question. He led her to the dance floor, which was more formal than what they were used to at Pandemonium. He remembered as he walked with Clary amongst the beautiful women and handsome men that their last visit to Pandemonium was when he'd first realised that he'd wanted to marry Clary. They assumed their positions, Jace's arms around her waist and one linking with her hand which was held up just above shoulder height in old English tradition. She smiled up at him as he moved his feet; Clary just stumbled with him but somehow pulled it off flawlessly. He could see the red rushing to her cheeks every time she forgot a step or missed a beat which just made him love her more and more.

The couples swirled gracefully around them but Jace took no notice, all he saw was Clary and that engagement ring nestled nicely in that box suddenly felt a heck of a lot heavier in Jace's pocket. As the large floor length, old style windows were open to the left of the hall, a cool breeze drifted through the room creating a natural air condition however it did nothing to cool Jace's heated body. It seemed the nerves were taking over. He had to get out. He had to just take a break, a quick one, no big deal.

"Hey Clary" Jace leant down and whispered in her ear, his lips softly brushing the vibrant red hair of his beautiful girlfriend.

"Mmm?"

"I'm just going to get a quick drink, is that okay?" Jace asked. He didn't actually want to leave her but he couldn't let her seem him unravel; he just needed a couple of minuted to collect his thoughts. Thank Angel he had the power to hold on to some sort of Poker Face in front of Clary to hid the butterflies making themselves at home in his stomach and his Angel blood pulsing rapidly through his veins. To be honest he wasn't sure his heart could cope. He kissed her sweetly on the hand and bowed slightly before walking towards the drinks table.

-Impulses-

It was cool and the sky was black with grey clouds streaking across the sky. This may be the scariest part about wanting to marry Clary… Getting through Jocelyn. It wasn't actually that late but it seemed the sky didn't want to be on Jace's side tonight, he was kind of hoping for a heat warming sunset but it seemed not. Super.

It wasn't a shadowhunter tradition, but since Clary was qualified as a shadowhunter yet, he thought it best to go this way. Jocelyn had renounced her duties as a shadowhunter and Luke was a werewolf so he guessed this was an okay thing to do. It must mundane tradition for the guy to ask for his girlfriend's parent's permission to propose to her and ask for their blessing. It was Wednesday night, and Isabelle had only just told him about the party for Clary, so he had to high-tail it to Luke's house. Jocelyn and Luke had married about two months ago but Jocelyn kept her name, Fairchild because Clary wanted to have that as he last name. Fray meant nothing to her but pain, deceit and secrets. At least as a Fairchild she felt part of something. Is her mother changed her name, so would Clary.

He had arrived at the bookshop, Luke had said to just come around the back anytime but he knew Jocelyn wasn't as keen so he just rung the bookshop doorbell. He'd put on his best casual top, he didn't want to wind up in a suit or something but he wasn't going to ask Jocelyn and Luke if he could marry Clary in dirty jeans and some Tee-shirt with a not-so-innocent tagline. It wasn't long before he saw Luke coming towards the glass door, a quizzical look on his face. As he opened the door Jace saw the werewolf wearing jeans and a white shirt, that's all he wore.

"What can I do you for Jace?" Luke asked obviously knowing something was up, "I've told you to just come straight through the back mate"

"Yea see I would but I need to talk to you and Jocelyn…"

"Got it" Luke smiled slightly and led Jace through the musty smelling bookshop through a small wooden door into the house. Jocelyn was sitting in the lounge in a casual wing dress with her hair pinned up, pain all over her face and hands.

"Been painting Miss. Fairchild?" Jace asked politely, his hands in his pockets nervously. He was never sure whether to call her Jocelyn or Miss. Fairchild. For these purposes, it was Miss. Fairchild.

"Yes I have Jace. It's nice to see you but might I ask why you're here? You look awfully uncomfortable!" Jocelyn got up and quickly walked towards Jace concern on her face. He may not be her favourite person, but he was important to Clary and Jace knew she still cared about his wellbeing.

"No I-I-I'm alright. I um… just need to talk to both of you. I that's okay" Jace was staring at the floor. Jocelyn looked at him for a moment before instructing him to sit in the armchair diagonal to the lounge. Clary's parents (well mum and step-dad) sat down and Jace slowly looked up at them.

"What is it Jace? You seem rather unlike yourself" Jocelyn asked again, what was it with women and seeing right through his armour lately?

"Well, see I bought Clary this present. But I don't want to give it to her before I ask you if I can"

"Jace, please, no riddles. It's late and I have no brain capacity" Jocelyn let out a little laugh and Luke just smiled.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Truth is I'm scared to death about asking you this. I love Clary. I've never loved anyone at all like this. And I know Miss. Fairchild that you don't fully trust me being brought up by Valentine" as Jace said this, Jocelyn shivered slightly at her ex-husbands name.

"I just… I um… okay here it goes" Jace looked up at the couple sitting in front of him.

"I want to marry Clary" he said quietly. The looks on Luke and Jocelyn's face were scaring him. They were completely blank with shock and surprise. Neither looked angry but Jace knew he probably shouldn't open his mouth. Instead he just reached into his pocket and polled out the box. It sat on the coffee table for a couple of moments in complete silence, but Jocelyn soon picked it up and looked at it, and the ring inside. When she saw the ring inside she gasped slighty.

"You bought this, for my daughter?" she asked still not taking her eyes of the ring, "How much did this cost Jace? And don't try to avoid the question, I want to know how much it cost" Jocelyn then looked up and Jace knew he wasn't going to lie to her.

"It cost $249,250 Miss. Fairchild. I know it's a lot, but it seemed perfect for her" Jace replied quietly a tiny bit worried about the woman in front of him and her reaction.

"You spent that much on her without a second thought?"

"Um… yeah"

"Jace," Jocelyn started. "I want my daughter to be happy, if you make her happy then I agree to let you marry her. You're right I never trusted you 100% but I know that she does, I think that knowing you would do this for her shows me you have not a single slither of Valentine. You are nothing like him. You may marry my daughter" Tears started welling up in Jocelyn's eyes as she stared at Jace.

For a while, Jace just sat there not knowing whether this was for real or not.

"I agree to Jace. You're a wonderful young man and I know you'll make Clary. Done Deal mate, you got my blessing" Luke smiled widely and Jace nervously smiled back.

"Well… um thanks. Yea so er.. There's a party tomorrow night, Izzy's planning it as the engagement party thing" Jace stuttered slightly.

"We got it covered Jace, invitation got here a couple of hours ago, but I think Isabelle made sure ours didn't mention 'engagement' part" Jocelyn smiled. He was going to marry Clary. Holy Crap.

-Impulses-

It was time, he'd cooled down, Clary smiling and he was so nervous. But it was time. He waltzed over to her, grabbed her by the waist lovingly and whispered in her ear, "I need to talk to you, follow me"

She did so without any argument. He led her out one of the open glass doors to the garden. Evidently Isabelle chose this location because of the beautiful view. The full moon was shining brightly down on the freshly mowed grass. They were surrounded by perfect hedges, and in the middle of a small path was a gazebo. He led Clary there and they stood for a moment. The music from inside was still slightly audible so Jace pulled Clary into the dancing position and swayed slightly with her. Fairy lights danced around the edges of the structure, it was beautiful. They danced for a couple of minutes before Jace pulled away slightly and looked into Clary's emerald green eyes.

"I have something to ask you Clary" he murmured to her knowing she could hear him.

"Ask away Jace" She replied quietly looking up at him. He felt so connected, so right when he was with her.

"Clary, I love you. I love you more than anything in the world, I would die for you, I would do anything for you. Before I met you Clary, I-I wasn't a good person, my life had no meaning. I just stumbled through my life waiting for it to become worth something, but it didn't. And then you came, and you wouldn't let me just have you, you were strong. Diferent. Clary I am who I am because of you, you've made me someone worthy of love and trust, someone who is a better person than before" Clary's eyes were wide as he spoke, she was so shocked by what he was saying, it was very out of the blue but she just listened.

Jace was freaking out, what if she knew what was happening and didn't want it. He kept going however.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you Clary, forever" he murmured and fell slowly, gracefully, to one knee and let his hand clamp around the box. He pulled it out and stared up at he opening the box slightly. He saw her hands go over her mouth in surprise and shock her eyes as big as the full moon above them.

"Clarissa Fairchild, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?"

Hehe, I am so evil

Will she say yes or no? Well maybe you'll find out after5 reviews? Maybe. Well I could always turn it into a complete tragedy and she says no…. it's up to you :) ahaha evil

I want to say thankyou to Alexander4life for the great idea of Jace asking for Jocelyn and Luke's blessing. I hope it is all you imagined.

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