This should have been a oneshot, because this is the last chapter*facepalm* any way I already knew the summary sucked. Do any of you have any ideas for it?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot :''(

Clary P.O.V.-

Clary kept hearing Jace's words over an over in her head. I know you can't do this! And it hurt. It hurt to think that the person she loved most didn't believe in her. She put her head in her hands.

She was waiting for Isabelle to get her. They had gone to an abandoned building by using a portal.

"Clary! Clary!" She heard Isabelle whisper. "Come on, Clary!" Clary ran up the stairs to meet the other girl.

"I'm here." Clary said.

"You know what to do right?" Izzy asked.

Clary nodded. "Yeah."

"Okay. Then let's go." Isabelle said, walking down a rusted runway. Clary was following when she felt something watching her. She turned around and looked over the railing, to see a reptilian creature staring up at her.

"ISABELLE!" Clary shouted as she jumped over the side of the railing. She flipped and landed on her feet, not more that 6 feet away from the demon. She grabbed one of her seraph blades and named it. "Michael," She whispered, naming it. It flared just as Isabelle landed next to her in a crouch. Isabelle stood up and started running at the demon, throwing daggers to distract it.

Up close Clary could see how ugly the demon really was. It had molted brown and green skin with black scales in random patches on it's back. It had a diamond shaped face and needle fangs. It's skin was rotting and decayed in large chunks all over it's body. Clary ran behind it and kicked it's legs out from underneath it.

It was only about the height of Jace or Alec. And the fact that it wasn't expecting that made it easier to make it lose balance. It fell back long enough for Clary to do a back flip over it landing in front of it. She landed beside Isabelle.

"You do it." Isabelle said. Clary nodded and plunged her blade into the demon's neck, ending the demon's life. Demon blood splattered all over the two girls, making them both hiss in pain. They both watched as the body disappeared.

"We need to go back to the Institute." Isabelle said.

"Is there more demons?" Clary asked, trying to wipe her hands on her gear.

"Probably not. This type of demon doesn't usually travel in packs of any kind. And my necklace isn't picking anything up. Neither is my Sensor."

"We should go back then." Clary said.

"Are you sure you want to go back?"

"Yeah. I think I need to talk to Jace anyway."

Isabelle looked incredulous. "Are you positive?"

"Not at the moment, but soon… Probably."

"Fine. Let's go."

Clary made another Portal and they went back to the Institute.

"I'm going to go shower." Clary said.

"Me too." Isabelle said, walking down the long hall way to her room. They both went their separate ways.

Clary passed Jace's room on the way to the training room. She lifted her hand to knock, but thought No, he can wait. She let her hand fall, brushing against the door and ran down the hall way.

Jace P.O.V.-

Jace laid on his bed staring at the ceiling. Thinking of the time Lilith had taken control of him. He thought of the tears in Clary's eyes then and the tears in her eyes earlier today. They had both been because of him, only this time he was actually the one in control of his actions. Still though, he had been the one to make her cry- hurt her- he had always been the one to protect her the one to comfort her and to prevent the tears. The one to kill the person who caused the pain she felt.

Suddenly a thought crossed his mind. To love is to destroy. And to be loved is to be the one destroyed. "No, I will not be like that monster!" He muttered, under his breath. He heard something at the door, snapping him out of his head. He got off of his bed and walked to the door.

He opened the door and looked down the hall way. No one was there, so he turned his head. He saw a flash of black gear and red hair quickly swerving around the corner. Jace contemplated going after her, but decided that it was better not to. I won't go after her. I'm the one who made her cry. I'm the one who hurt her after trying so hard to protect her from anyone who would do what I did. He thought, solemnly. No, I deserve to feel this. But by the Angel I don't deserve her. He shut his door and went back to his bed. He pulled out his phone and went through his pictures. Most of them were of Clary or of Clary and himself when she insisted. He looked at her smiling face longingly.

"I'm sorry."

Clary P.O.V.-

After her shower and getting dressed, Clary called Simon.

"So, he didn't think you could do it, you got in a fight, you aren't talking because you're both too damn stubborn, and neither of you are going to apologize?" Simon summarized.

"Pretty much." Clary said.

"I think he just wanted to protect you. You know how he gets sometimes, don't judge him too harshly."

"You don't even like Jace why are you defending him?"

"Because he's right and you're wrong. So get your butt up to his room and talk to the stubborn bastard!"

"Simon,"

"Yes?"

"Thanks."

"Not a problem, Clary dear!" Simon said, right before he hung up.

Okay,

Clary thought, this should be easy. She slowly made her way to Jace's room. She knocked on the door and it swung open almost immediately. Jace grabbed her and pulled her inside shutting the door and pushing her up against it.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said earl-"

"I know it's okay." Clary said, warmed by his words. She took a step closer to him and laced her fingers through his. Jace leaned down and grabbed her other hand and pressing their foreheads together.

"I just wanted to protect you," He said, his breath brushing against her lips, "I've always only wanted to protect you. Even when you were just a nameless Mundane. Even when I thought I couldn't have you. I just wanted to know that you were safe Clary."

"I know." She took her hands from his and wrapped her arms around his neck. He kissed her and she felt warm all over. His hands slid up under her sweater onto her stomach, while she pulled him closer to her. He tilted his head opening her mouth with his. Her teeth grazed his bottom lip and he pulled her as tight as he could against him.

They fit like a puzzle. Just like they always had. He pulled back a bit.

"We should get into fights more often." He said smirking.

Don't fret! I have a oneshot up and I'm posting a chapter to a new story I have later tonight! The oneshot is about Malec and I am very pleased with it.

Also do you guys have any story recommendations for me? Rating doesn't matter, I want it to be a Mortal Instruments fic. So anything that you really like or are currently enjoying? IF SO PUT IT IN YOUR REVIEW!

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