I'm bored, I'm currently obsessed with TMI, and I found this again. What is a writer to do…?

Spoilers from all four books.

RULES

1. Pick a character or pairing you like: Clace. (Clary and Jace)

2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.

3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it stops.

4. No lingering afterwards.

5. Do 10 of these and post them

1. Vanilla Twilight by Owl City

"The silence isn't so bad, 'till I look at my hands and feel sad, because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly…"

Jace lay in a grassy area of Central Park, staring up at the stars.

'My sister. Clary is my sister. Sister sister sister…' He repeated the words to himself over and over, hoping that with enough times, the thought would sink in. Maybe if he told himself enough, these feelings he'd been keeping inside would change, become what they were supposed to be for his sister. He shouldn't feel complete when she was around, he shouldn't watch her draw with her nimble hands and think about how well her delicate fingers folded in with his…

He shook his head, sending blond curls flying, and leaned back, focusing on the stars once more. Pinpricks of light that didn't care about the fact that he was slowly dying inside. Clary was his sister. She belonged to him, but not the way his heart wanted her to. And he could never have her that way now. She would move on, fall in love with someone better, and he would be here. Alone.

He studied his fingers, the callouses and scars, and cursed his fate.

2. The Circle of Life by Carmen Twille from The Lion King

"It's the Circle of Life, and it moves us all through despair and hope, through faith and love; till we find our place on the path unwinding in the Circle, the Circle of Life…"

"From dust we are born, and to dust we all return," the man finished. With a nod from the priest, Robert and Maryse came forward and took the torch offered them. Maryse had tears pouring down her face. Robert looked lost. Together, they lowered it to the altar before them, setting light to the funeral pyre. Soon, the crackling flame engulfed the tiny body of Max Lightwood, sending ashes spiraling to the sky. In the crowd, Clary bit down hard on her lower lip to avoid making a sound.

'That could have been Jace…' she had thought as they'd lain Max's tiny body on top of the dry wood. She hadn't been able to stop the flood of tears since. Occasionally, she would stifle a hysterical sob.

'If the Angel hadn't brought him back, I could be watching his body burn now.'

She couldn't stop the thoughts, the frightening conclusions she was drawing. Relationships had been born in the few days since the Mortal War had been ended, but hers and Jace's hadn't been, and every day that passed made her wonder if it ever would.

But he was alive. She'd focus on that.

3. Chemicals React by Aly and AJ

"You make me feel out of my element, like I'm walking on broken glass. Like my world's spinning in slow motion, and you're moving too fast…"

The first time Jace had seen the fiery redhead, she had thrown him completely off balance.

Not that anybody could have told that. He'd spend ten years perfecting his mask with his father, before he was killed, and another seven hiding everything from the Lightwoods, even from his parabatai. But this girl, this insignificant human girl who could somehow see them and didn't know that her life had been put in danger by following them, made him want to tear the mask away and show her who he really was.

Luckily, the demon they had been hunting stopped him from making such a tremendous mistake.

Later that night, when he and Alec and Isabelle had gone to report to Hodge like they always did after a patrol, Jace told him about the girl they'd met. About her having the Sight. And he decided that he would be the one to track the girl down.

Because he hadn't felt anything that intense before in years. And he wanted to feel it again.

4. Sweet and Low by Augustana

"Anywhere you go, anyone you meet, remember that your eyes can be your enemies. I said, hell is so close and heaven's out of reach, but I ain't giving up quite yet, I've got too much to lose…"

'Demon blood' Jace thought numbly, even as rocks the size of his body crashed down around them. He pushed Clary deeper into the hollow of the hill, determined to keep her safe. If he could do nothing else, he would keep her safe. He could not, would not lose her.

'And now I know why.'

Demon blood. It explained everything. It made sense of how he felt, how he loved this tiny girl beneath him with everything they had, despite their relation, despite everything in his head telling him that he shouldn't.

For everyone's sake, it would be better if he died out here. Save everyone the trouble of killing him themselves. Everything he'd fought all his life to kill, destroy, was inside of him.

But he could not allow himself to die out here in these rocks and ruins of a childhood he had no right to deserve. Because she needed him. His sister, his Clary needed him to bring her back to Amatis's house safely, and he could give her that.

5. What Was I Thinkin' by Dierks Bentley

"When a mountain of a man with a "born to kill" tattoo tried to cut in, I knocked out his front tooth. We ran outside, hood-slidin' like Bo Duke. What was I thinkin'?"

Clary laughed wildly as they raced through people, the guy behind them still yelling through a bloody nose and lip and lumbering after them. Jace grabbed tight to her hand and steered them through gaps in people that that had no right fitting through.

They burst through the doors of Pandemonium, sprinting for Jace's car parked across the street. She slid across the hood, flinging herself through the door he'd opened for her. As the man finally escaped the club and zeroed in on them, Jace hit the gas and the car jerked forward onto the deserted street. They tore their way through the New York streets, laughing and howling from the adrenaline.

"Jace!' Clary squealed in excitement. "What were you thinking?"

Jace threw her a smug grin. "I was thinking that he had no right to touch you."

Clary laughed and shook her fiery head.

6. Pressure by Paramore

"I can feel the pressure, it's getting closer now, we're better off without you…"

Clary ran through the Alicante streets, taking random lefts and rights as she pleased.

Jace's voice rang through her head; each one made her hurt just a little bit worse.

'You should never have come here... I don't want you here… You're rash and thoughtless... You'll mess everything up… It's just how you are…' Over and over, she heard him insult her, tell her how awful she was, how he didn't want her, how nobody would ever want her.

"You're a mundane, you'll always be one... You're a disaster for us... Go home, Clary, go home…"

She had no home. Her mom was in a coma, Luke was gone, doing something.

Jace was her home, he had been since her mom was kidnapped.

And he didn't want her.

6. Jessie's Girl by Glee Cast

"Jessie is a friend. Yeah, I know, he's been a good friend of mine. But lately something's changed that ain't hard to define, Jessie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine…"

(Because you've never changed song lyrics to fit you. :P)

Jace walked down the Institute hallways, searching for the petite redhead that always knew how to make him smile. The redhead who was not his sister. His grin grew wider.

He searched the greenhouse, her room, Izzy's room, the kitchen… Finally, as he was wandering by the music room, he found her.

Or rather, he found her singing.

Clary wasn't the best singer, he would be the first to be honest. Sure, she could carry a tune, but she wouldn't be getting any record deals. The song she was singing, though, made Jace stop and listen.

"I wish that I was Jace's girl…" she sang out. He heard the tapping of feet that signified she was dancing around, probably shaking her hips and throwing her hair about like a rockstar.

"You know, I wish that I was Jace's girl…" she continued, and Jace could not squelch the desire to peek in at her. So he did. And he had been right; she was dancing around, holding a hairbrush like a microphone.

"You know, that could be arranged, if you'd like."

She squealed, spinning around and losing her balance. Jace grabbed her around the waist and kissed her.

7. Brighter Than the Sun by Colbie Caillat

"Boy, we go together like peanuts and paydays and Marley and reggae…"

Clary had spent a week and a half trying to find a comparison for how well the two of them fit. Half of them, Jace just didn't understand. The other half he pulled such a face at that Clary couldn't force it on him. But still she persevered.

"Marley and reggae?"

"Who the hell is Marley? And what's reggae?"

"A singer and a type of music. I forgot Shadowhunters know nothing about culture."

"Not mundane culture. Next."

"Uhm… peanuts and Paydays?"

"Like the candy? Do you really want to compare us to food?"

"Well you've shot down every other idea I've given!"

Jace grabbed her around the waist and pulled her closer, nuzzling her neck. Clary lost track of their conversation for a moment, too enthralled in the feel of his breath on her skin. However, she eventually recalled her train of thought and continued.

"I've got it."

"I'm so excited."

"Hush, Jace. Okay, are you ready for this?"

"No."

"Oh well. We go together like… Clary and Jace."

Against her skin, she could feel him grin. "I like that."

"Me too."

8. Close My Eyes by Astroline

"I close my eyes. Baby, don't you understand? Anything you ask me to; I'll do everything for you…"

Jace watched her all night, following the progression of shadows as the moon made its nightly trek across the skies, uncaring that this might be their last night together—maybe even their last night at all.

Everytime he'd closed his eyes, they'd ended up open and focused on her again. He could not sleep, not with her fingers laced through his, so close to him. He'd raised a hand to trace her features only to stop himself more than once. This was wrong, so wrong. They were siblings, brother and sister. And yet all he wanted was to lay here with her, spend the rest of his life waking up next to her in the morning.

He'd do anything for her, anything she ever asked him. If right now, her beautiful emerald eyes opened and she asked him to stay, he would throw the thread soaked in Sebastian's blood to the wind and lay here with her until Valentine ended them all.

So he couldn't let her wake up.

As he slowly slipped from her bed, holding her hand until the last moment, he thought to himself about what a coward he was. He wasn't being brave.

He was leaving her.

9. Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

"When everything feels like the movies, Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you're alive…"

He was gone.

It had only taken five minutes for the love of her life to disappear.

As Clary pounded her fists into the bag, pouring out her frustration and anger into the inanimate opponent, her mind wandered.

Could she have stopped him? Could she have saved him?

Her punches grew harder, her knuckles ached and began to bleed as she threw every bit of her body behind every punch, tears streaming down her face.

He was going to get better. The Silent Brothers were going to fix him! He was going to come back to her and they were going to be alright.

And now he was gone.

Her punches grew weaker and weaker as she tired, her muscles sore and exhausted. Finally, she crumpled to the floor, her sobs overtaking her and shaking her tiny frame as she beat the floor, leaving spots of blood on the pristine surface.

"He's gone…" she whispered, and her whispers grew to a howl that continued on and on until Isabelle finally came running into the training room. Clary didn't notice. She wasn't him. She wasn't Jace. Jace was missing. Jace was gone. Alec came in behind his sister and helped the distraught redhead to bed, but she was numb. She kept murmuring "He's gone," like a prayer. Like maybe if she said it enough, it would all turn out to be a huge joke, a horrible nightmare.

10. Never Close Our Eyes by Adam Lambert

"Forget about the sunrise, fight the sleep in your eyes, I don't wanna miss a second with you. Let's stay this way forever, it's only getting better if we want it to…"

Clary yawned, traipsing after the blond boy she'd followed around all night.

"Jace, I'm exhausted. Can't we just go back to the Institute yet?"

Jace spun around and gathered her up in his arms. She squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You don't want to stay up all night with me?" He pouted. His gold eyes sparkled mischievously. He looked absolutely adorable, and Clary couldn't resist kissing him.

"No. I'm tired, Jace…" She tried the puppy eyes on him, and his gaze softened a bit.

"I just don't want to miss any time with you. I never know when I might be called away to hunt down some demon and I don't want to go knowing I could have had more of you." Clary just melted, hugging him tight.

"Oh, Jace…" She whimpered into his chest as he continued walking down the New York streets.

"Still, we can spend time together at home, I suppose." Clary smiled softly. Home. Home was with him; it would always be with him. She told him so. He kissed her, right there in the middle of the city. It was magical—right until someone bumped into him and sent them both off balance. He righted them with a laugh and continued walking.

"I love you, Clary."

"I love you, too."

That turned out to have more angst than I expected. Sorry. Anyway, it was all done in one day! I'm so proud of myself. I had to look up the CoG quotes from prompt 6: Pressure, so I paused the music to find it. Once I found it, though, the copying of the lines counted for my time. All those Jace quotes are really from CoG.

If you read this, you've been tagged. Your turn to take the rules and write one! =D Have fun, and review to tell me if you've done it, because I love reading these.

EDIT: I did it again! xD Why do I always end up doing eleven instead of ten? I ALWAYS end up doubling a number. Sigh.