• (SPOILER ALERT FROM CITY OF GLASS BY CASSANDRA CLAIRE!! THOU HATH BEEN WARNED!)

    Clary and Jace sat on the wall in Angel Square and watched the crowd slowly disperse after the fireworks. As the last few people left, they were finally alone for the first time in... well, a while Clary realized. She put her head on his shoulder and he put his arm around her waist again.
    "That was fun." Clary said quietly. The night was too peaceful now to break with loud chatter.
    "Yes it was." said Jace, just as quietly, resting his head on top of hers.
    "Is it a bad thing that I'm glad it's over though?" asked Clary, looking down at their entwined hands.
    "Not at all." Jace sounded puzzled. "Why would it be?"
    "Because, I feel bad that every body is celebrating my fathers death that up until... what a month ago? I didn't even know was alive! I had a father, and now he's dead. I had a brother, and now he's dead too. And everyone is acting like it's Christmas. Yes, I know Valentine was bad, and Seb- Johnathan, was just as bad, but...." Clary trailed off, unable to finish.
    "But they were your family. Just because they weren't in your life, they were your family. And it hurts." said Jace and rubbed her back comfortingly. "Valentine may not have been my real father, but I'm not happy he's dead either."
    "Mmm." Clary murmured in assent. With her free hand, she fingered the fabric of her dress. "Remind me again why I wore this thing?"
    "Because you look beautiful in it." he said matter-of-factly.
    Clary snorted. "If you say so. It feels weird. Every time I feel my hair on my shoulders, i just want to grab a hoodie..."
    Jace smirked. "And cover up your pretty shoulders? I don't think so."
    "Oh, shut up." said Clary, rolling her eyes, and taking her head off his shoulder.
    "Make me!." he said, and Clary smacked his leg. "Ooh owch. Oh I'm scared now. A girl in a dress is gonna beat me up!"
    "Jace Lightwood!"
    "Ooh! Using my new full name. Now I'm super-duper scared."
    Clary rolled her eyes. "I thought I told you to shut up!"
    "And I said make me." he retorted.
    "Oh I could make you." she said.
    "Really?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "And how are you going to-" but then Clary kissed him.
    "That's how." she said when she broke away.
    "Hm...." said Jace thoughtfully. "Effective. But you know that works both ways right?"
    "What do you m-" and then he kissed her.
    "Oh now your gonna get it." She said.
    "Am I?"

    (To be continued....)