Jace

We fall back onto the bed still kissing. My hands travel to her thighs and move up the insides. Clary wraps her legs around my waist and rolls to top. She pulls away from the kiss and we are both breathing heavily. Her chest moves up and down and the towel slips away. I take the towel and throw it to the floor then sit up and rip off my shirt.

I grab her by the hips and roll us over. Her fingers play in my hair as our tongues intertwine. Her hands travel down to my jeans and unbuttons them. I, being the hormonal teenage boy that I am, moan uncontrollably. My jeans are pushed off and my boxers come next. Clary rubs up against me and we both groan simultaneously.

Then suddenly she pushes me away gasping for air. "I don't think I can do this."

"You're kidding right? I'm literally about to explode."

She laughs loudly and grabs my head pulling me in another kiss. "Yes dummy." This kiss is faster and more hungry than the last. My lips travel to her neck and I suck in her most sensitive places. Meanwhile my thumbs massage the insides of her thighs getting closer to her lower area. I kiss all the way down to her chest as she groans and grinds on me even harder. She guides my head closer to her chest and digs her nails into my back.

"Jace," she whispers. "Oh god!"

I go back to her lips and remove my hands from her lower area to her waist. I pull away and search my nightstand for a condom. I find it and rip it open. She looks scared for a minute after I put it on.

"Are you sure about this?" I ask. She nods and pulls me back in.

I enter and she pushes me on my back holding on to my shoulders as we devour each other.

Clary

Oh my god. That was amazing. Jace and I are underneath his soft plush duvet and I am still breathing heavily.

"Wow," I say. Jace looks over at me and grins. He eases up on his elbow and looks down at me.

"Hi," he says. I giggle and he put a hand on my hip and I wrap one leg around his. Jace moves closer and leans down pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

"Mmmm hi," I say with my eyes closed.

"So," his deep voice rumbles through me. I unintentionally moan and he laughs. "It seems like you're ready for round three." I slap his chest lightly.

"Shut up." He pulls the covers over us and we delve into each other once again.

It's about eight o'clock outside by the time we're done. I'm curled up beside Jace in his large white T-shirt and he kisses the top of my head.

"So I take it you've forgiven me?" He asks. I roll my eyes.

"What do you think? I thought about my own behavior as well and I can see that I was a brat. A huge one and I'm sorry about what I did and said."

"The thing about no one loving you was not true at all. You know I love you and I'm sorry. I wish I could go back in time and stop myself. I love you and I love that you forgave me and there is nothing to forgive on your part. You did nothing wrong. I deserved everything."

"I love you too." I sniff. Jace wipes away a stray tear from my eyes and kisses my cheek.

"You're tired. Go to sleep," he says. I curl up closer to his chest and start to doze off.

Jace POV

I wake up to the bright sunlight shining through my curtains. I ease out of bed slowly so I won't wake up Clary. Grabbing my towel I walk into the bathroom to take a shower. Once I'm done I brush my teeth and walk into my room to see Clary sitting up in bed reading a book.

"Morning what you reading?" I take some underwear out of my chest and put them on.

She looks up. "It's one of the classics, To Kill A Mockingbird."

"Oh yeah I love that book. It really makes you think huh?" She smiles at me and nods.

"Right. Every time I read it I learn something new about each of the characters." She sets the book aside and stands up. "I'll be right back." I can hear the sink water run. Oh she's brushing her teeth.

I tug on a pair of black jeans and stay shirtless. I hear the door open and Clary comes out brushing her hair.

She walks up to me and pulls me into a long kiss. "Did you really think I was gonna kiss you with morning breath. Just a heads up never do that to me either."

I laugh and kiss her nose. "Want breakfast?"

"Sounds good. I'll have pancakes, sausages, bacon and eggs." I shake my head.

"For such a small person you have quite the appetite." I take her hand and drag her down the stairs.

I pour her a glass of orange juice and she sits at the counter. She takes a sip and looks around after.

"What," I ask.

"Nothing. It's just that it's so quiet and everything."

"Well it is 8 o'clock on a Saturday morning. Alec is probably at his boyfriend's house and Izzy will definitely be sleeping until at the least...2."

She laughs. "I think I'm gonna go to bed after this I'm still a bit-" I hear the front door slam. A few seconds later Jocelyn walks in.

"Oh hey Mom where've you been?"

"Well I went to the office to try and get a lead on that situation. So then I found some papers and came back to sort through them when I heard some...noises. So then I left and finished up at the office."

Clary's face turns bright red and she ducks her head groaning. I chuckle lightly to myself. Adorable.

"Yeah we were kind of busy at that moment," I say laughing even harder. Clary glares at me and I know I'm in for it.

"Anyway!" she says loudly. "Mom what did you get."

Jocelyn shakes her head and glares at me. I don't think she likes me much. Then she sits at the counter with her daughter. I take out the pancake mix and the griddle. This is gonna take forever.

"Jace you better not mess up my pancakes." I chuckle. Watch how I do though.

Clary POV

"Okay so I was looking through the database and I found-basically a drug lord- in San Francisco. He goes by the name VTM. I have no idea who that is. Nobody has ever seen him so we don't have a picture but here's what we found." She slides the manila folder to me and I open it hesitantly.

9-14-14

CIA Database Information VTM

Drug and Sex Trafficking Organization

Name: Unknown

DOB: 12/4/69

Age: 45

Occupation: Drug Dealer

Alias: VTM

Information- This group has been operating since the 1970s and leader VTM took over at the age of 23. Year-1991. DSTO is well known for it's heavy drug possession and numerous ongoing are involved with child trafficking and operate nationwide and in places in Europe. In cahoots with Italian Mafia.

"Wow. That's a lot," I said.

"Yeah I know. And I was looking into your father. Aline was saying that uh you said Valentine has people all over Brooklyn right? Monitoring you?"

I nod," Yes. One time I tried running away and one of his brothers found me and they threatened that if I ever tried that again they wouldn't kill me."

"Wait wouldn't?"

"They said they would torture me."

"Clary, baby, that's a lie. Valentine does have brothers but he doesn't have people all over Brooklyn working for him. I would've known if I had a criminal in my own home."

"Well you do and you didn't know so how can u be so sure he doesn't have people working for him?"

"Okay. I see your point but I can look into it again and I'll bring you the information. Just keep looking through the folder and see if you know anything. Okay?"

"Alright. Are you going back to the office?"

"Yes. There's some work I have to finish but just let me get ready."

"Okay."

She left the room and for a second I sit and stare at the table. "So what does it say?" I jump out of my seat.

"Oh Jace. I forgot you were there." He glares at me and sits down. "I thought you were gonna cook breakfast."

"I lost my appetite and it looked like you did too. So what did you find?"

"It's just some stuff about this Drug and Sex Trafficking Organization. The leader is this guy VTM. We don't have a picture or a real name."

"Well is your mom gonna look more into it?"

"Yeah. But she also has to research my dad on the database. It's kind of fishy."

I study the other pages. It's about the different members.

Second in Command

Ron Verlac

"Verlac?" says Jace. "As in Sebastian Verlac?" I shake my head vigorously.

"It could just be a coincidence." But I don't believe myself.

"Do you really believe that?" I sigh and look up at him. His eyebrows are furrowed together as he studies the page. His golden eyes are intense.

"Maybe Jocelyn knows something," he suggests.

"Maybe I know what?" I turn around to see my mother in dark jeans and a simple white V-neck. She has on low black boots. Her hair is in a high ponytail.

Is it bad that I'm jealous of her? Never mind it definitely is.

"Just a name we wanted to ask you about. It's-"

"Actually have you heard the name Sebastian Verlac? He's also working for VTM. There was something on the news about 3 years ago that said he and some other guys were involved in a rape. They don't know the girl but after that the cops tried to get him but they all disappeared except one guy. Michael Wayland."

"Michael Wayland?"

"Sebastian Verlac?" I said in unison with Jace.

What the hell is going on?

Damn shiznit is about to go down!

~crazygirl xx