1. AlecTheUnicorn: thanks for reviewing and I completely agree. There are too many stories where Jace cheats, apologizes, and Lcary comes running back.

2. Blackbloodvamp: thanks for your opinion, but I'll oBly do Jace pov if enough people want me to.

Hello! A few people have asked about the boyfriends mentioned in the summaries. Don't worry, there will be some action soon ;) Enjoy!

"I can't believe you did that!" yelled Jackie as they entered the front doors of the Institute.

"Jackie, will you get over it? You should be thanking me. I saved your life."

"No, you kept me from my first kill."

"Jackie, you were in shock. You wouldn't be able to kill it if your life depended on it. Which, coincidently, it did," Nick smirked at Jackie's face. Then he held the kitchen door for her.

Jackie, who never turns down a chivalrous act, walked though it, "Nick! You are such a stupid, idiotic-" Jackie stopped suddenly, and frowned. Nick looked over her head and his breath caught. A beautiful, teenage girl with fiery red hair was standing in front of the fridge, eating an apple.

"Who are you?" Jackie asked.

The girl turned around and smiled warmly. Nick couldn't help but stare. Her eyes were as green as spring and were almost as large as her face, which actually wasn't big at all. She was tiny, probably as short as Jackie, and her skin was ghostly pale. She looked like a porcelain doll.

"I'm Lola. Who are you?" the girl said, her eyes shifting from Jackie to Nick.

"Nick," Nick said before Jackie could answer. Gently pushing Jackie aside, Nick walked up to the girl, Lola.

"That's my parabatai's sister, Jackie," Nick took Lola's hand and kissed her knuckles. The girl blushed a deep red.

"Hello Nick, Jackie. I have to go back to Malorie now," Lola then walked past Jackie and out the kitchen door.

Nick let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Jackie smirked and waggled her eyebrows.

"Oh, shut up," Nick smiled and walked past her, towards Lola.

When Stella, Andrew, Izzy, and Clary reached the Institute, Clary went to the kitchen to get an apple while Stella, Andrew, and Izzy went to the main living room to talk.

Stella and Isabelle sat on a large, brown couch while Andrew stood across the room disarming himself and drawing iratzes. Stella pulled out a large, leather-bound book.

"What are you writing?" Izzy asked Stella.

"Our meeting with the Greater Demon."

"Isn't the head of the Institute supposed to do that?"

Stella shrugged, "I am the head of the Institute."

What?!

Before Izzy could ask, Stella said, "Andy, what's the name of the demon you fought?"

Andrew walked over to the couch, his green-gray eyes on Isabelle the entire time, "I don't really know. It was lime green with dark green blood and maybe four feet tall."

Stella's eyes widened, "It didn't have horns or scales did it?"

"Actually, it had both. Why?"

"Andrew Spencer Radley!" exclaimed Stella, jumping up on the couch, "That's a Kadir Demon. They're extremely dangerous!"

"Really? But I send it to an outer dimension."

"Exactly! Oh, I can't wait to tell Nick. He'll be so proud!"

Then Andrew and Stella were jumping up and down. Isabelle couldn't help but laugh at their antics.

Suddenly, Clary came in the room. She laughed out loud at Andrew, who was recounting the story in detail and probably exaggeration, and Stella, who was, not only believing every word, but also furiously writing it down in her book.

Clary came and sat by Izzy, "What's going on?"

"Andrew killed a Kadir demon."

Clary smiled brightly, "I could get used to this."

Izzy smiled back, "Me too."

Nick arrived a few seconds after Lola, but he didn't walk in. He didn't want to go in and disturb Stella and Andrew's happiness. Nick just watched from the doorway, trying not to think of how much a stalker he was being.

Lola sat next to a black haired girl, who Nick assumed was Malorie, and they were talking. After a few seconds Lola smiled and said something. Malorie smiled back.

Were they talking about him?

No, of course not. They were probably talking about Andrew. What were they so happy about anyways?

After about five minutes Nick walked away and down the three corridors to his room. Nick smiled at the familiarness of it all. He hadn't known anything but this room, and he was fine with that. It was a nice-sized room with pretty, old-fashioned furniture that reminded him of his Mom.

Sighing, Nick stripped off his gear and fell asleep, dreaming of Lola, and her green eyes.

After fifteen minutes or so Stella remembered her guests were sitting on the couch in torn party dresses. Slightly embarrassed, Stella led them down a maze of corridors to two identical rooms.

"I noticed you didn't have any clothes so I put some of mine and Jackie's in the closet. Tomorrow, we'll go shopping," Stella said in a motherly tone.

Isabelle walked into hers and smiled. The whole building (well the whole town, as Izzy noticed on the walk here) was old-fashioned, and Izzy's room was no exception. The ground was paneled wood with a big, furry, white rug in front of the bed, which was tucked in the corner. It had white sheets and a big, white comforter. The room also had one cherry wood vanity and wardrobe, a walk-in closet, and a big white bathroom with a claw-foot bathtub.

After a long bath and a change into a long t-shirt and shorts, Isabelle lay down in bed, trying not to think of how just a few hours ago, she had been with Simon.

Wow! That chapter would've been done a long time ago if my auto-correct wasn't mentally disturbed. Anyways, thanks for all the follows, favorites, and reviews! They're great. One thing- do you guys want the next chapter to be the next day, or a week later? Thanks for reading. -Mads