(2 weeks later- Clary and Old Friend coming back from party by Taxi)

POV CLARY

When we were in town, I we asked to be dropped off at our own apartments. I was the last to be dropped off, thinking in the quite was nice and no one interrupted my thoughts. Since seeing my first paycheck, or at least my part of the money the band makes, I been thinking it was time to move out of the apartment I was in now. My apartment was nice and small for one person to live in, but with everyone usually being in my house, I could use more space than I have.

Plus the neighborhood I live in isn't really that good. It was almost dangerous if you were out too late. Someone like me shouldn't be living in a neighborhood like this, with little protection. When I walked through the door, all my mail was place neatly in piles; bills, magazines, sales papers, ones that I was sure was nothing. Jace must've done that while I was gone. I shook my head, closing my door and walked over to it. Deeming most of everything was trash, until I came up with one that said Clarissa Morgenstern. I go by my mother's maiden name, now. No one knew my real last name, the envelope itself was a little frightening, and there was no returning address on it so I didn't even know who sent it.

Summoning up enough mental strength I opened it:

Clarissa,

I realized it has been a long time since we've seen each other. We have things to talk about; things you desperately need to know before you continue with the life you are now trying to live. You are in danger. Please, once you get this letter, meet me. From the time I send this letter to whenever, I'll be at Taki's every night at the same time. That time is: 10 p.m. I'll wait an hour before I leave. I'll be in the back table, in the corner with my hood up. As I am in danger too. Please come alone.

Love, your past.

I kept reading the letter over and over again. Trying to understand what was going on and who would send me a letter like this. Everyone from my past is dead or disowned me; and my father doesn't seem like the type of person to warn me about anything. This letter was beyond creepy, yet it seemed so familiar. I've seen this handwriting before but I don't know where. I reached for my phone, fixing to call Jace and get his opinion. As I dialed it, I stopped. You are in danger. Came to my mind, if I am then I don't want Jace and everyone else in danger either. I looked at the clock, its way past 10 almost 11, I wouldn't make it in time even if I ran.

Sighing, I placed the letter down and went through my other mail. Once that was done and I paid every bill on my laptop, I went to take a shower. I couldn't go to sleep, even if I wanted too, so I made a mental 'to do' list while I was in the shower. Once I got out, I brushed my hair and teeth, then got started on the list; Washing clothes, the living room, kitchen, bathroom, my bedroom, and I even got on my laptop to look for new apartments to rent.

When I thought I found a pretty good apartment- two bedrooms, 1 and a half baths, pretty spacious, and in a nice/ safe neighborhood. I looked at the clock in my living room, it was almost 6. I still wasn't tired; I looked at my movie collection and decided to organize it. Placing movies in the right container and in alphabetical order, I was done in an hour- now 7. Jace doesn't wake up until mostly 8... another hour to go.

Even if I wasn't going to tell him about the letter I knew he had to see the last name and wanted to question it. But if he did, he probably would've questioned it at that moment, unless he didn't know how to bring it up. To kill time, I decided to clean out my fridge and organize the contents in it. Once I finally deemed everything clean and organize it was only 7:30. I could use this time to change and ride to Jace and his family's house.

Jace and I gave each other the key to our place, so when I got there, I let myself in. Everyone was in the kitchen- staring at me like I had two heads. Jace was the first to shake out of the trans, and walked to me picking me up and spinning me around. I laughed and kissed his cheek when he set me down.

"Hey, CLARY!" Izzy yelled, wrapping me in a hug.

"Hi. Good morning. Everyone just wake?" They were all still in the pajamas. They all nod and Jace lead me to sit next to him, they placed a plate full of bacon and eggs in front of me. I happily ate it, while everyone was talking about their day ahead of them. Maryse, Robert, and Izzy had to go to work, Max had to go on this weekend school field trip, and Alec was going to hang out with Magnus all day. Jace said he was just going to be lying around the house; I rolled my eyes at him when he said that.

After that, they set out to get the day ready; Jace led me to his room. Both of us jumped on his bed- him on his back and me on my stomach.

"So, when did you get back?" He questioned me, looking up at the ceiling. Those two weeks I went for a mini vacation, where I met the friend I went to the party last night with. His left arm in front of my face, his right placed on his stomach. I started tracing one of his tattoos, with my finger.

"Last night."

"You didn't call?"

"I wanted to, believe me. But by time I got home it was late and I didn't want to wake you if you were asleep."

"So, do you want me to help you unpack?"

"Nope, I took care of that last night... I couldn't sleep, so now my apartment is like super clean because I haven't even slept." He turned his head towards me, and I looked at him through the corner of my eyes.

"Why?" Because I got a creepy ass letter.

"I guess... extra energy. I wasn't for sure." He nods and looks back up at the ceiling. After silence, I decided to bring up the letter.

"I know you saw that letter that had Morgenstern on it, Jace." He didn't say anything. "You can ask if you want too." He took a deep breath, facing me. I stared at his arm, fully concentrating on the damn skull looking tattoo.

"Who's Morgenstern?"

"It's my dad's last name. After they got divorced, I changed my last name to hers. But then she got married, I wanted to wait until I was 13 to change my name to Luke's. But, I never got the chance. So I am forever Clarissa Fray, and that's what everyone knows me as." I see him nod, and look back up at the ceiling.

"Are you seriously just going to lie down all day?" He chuckled and rolled me over so he was on top resting his body weight on his arm and legs. I moved my arm to move away some of his hair out of his face. He hasn't cut his hair since I met him, and it had gotten pretty long- almost past his eyes.

"You need a haircut." He smiled at me, bring his lips to mine. When we stop, he still hovers above me. I bit my lip; I guess I should tell him I am thinking about moving.

"So... Jace. I am thinking about moving out of that apartment. I mean... it's a dangerous neighborhood, plus I can afford something bigger now. What do you think?" He gave me a confused look, searching my face.

"Why move?"

"Like I said it's a dangerous neighborhood." He nods and sits up. I lean up on my elbows, he seemed to be thinking.

"Do you know of a place?"

"Yeah, I looked this morning. It has two bedrooms, 1 and a half baths, really spacious AND a pretty safe neighborhood."

"Where is it?"

"It's between here and the studio." The studio was between my apartment and his place, and I lived farther than any of the band.

"So, it is closer?" I slightly nod, and he kisses my forehead.

"Okay, if that is what you want. I'll help you move when you finally take that apartment." I nod, wanting badly to say why I really told him, but too scared to actually ask him. We practically live together anyways, and I see him every day even we're not on tour, and I miss him even when he leaves my apartment to go to his house. Though would he like to leave this wonderful place to move in with me?

But him moving in, we may need a bigger place. This man has a lot of things in this house; his music, his clothing, his books, trophies, probably more than what I've already seen. But if we share the rent payment, maybe we could afford a bigger apartment, maybe even a little house somewhere near this place. Even if he lived close to the city, he was still outside it enough to be around houses. I noticed Jace was watching me, like he wasn't sure what to say next. I mentally slipped on my big girl pants sitting straight up and looking him straight in the eye.

"Jace... would you like to live with me? Like we could get our own place... together?" Slowly a smile appeared on his face, I knew his answer then before he even said it.

"I thought you would never ask." He crashed his lips to mine, leading me to lie back down on the bed. Before it could lead anywhere, I pushed him slightly away.

"Hold on there, Cowboy. Aren't you going to ask anything more about that apartment? To see if you like it? Or to see if we need a bigger place than that, because let's face it. You have a lot of crap."

"It's not crap."

"I beg to differ."

"Fine, you said it's a two bedroom, right?" I slightly nod.

"We need three; our bedroom, your own little sanctum and my personal sanctum. We need a place that comes with a workout room, that's gated, the place itself has to have to be big, so when we invite friends, and don't forget a pool." I just blinked at him, this man has gone crazy. So much stuff he wanted, but not needed. I agree with the three bedroom thing, but everything else can go to hell.

"You don't need a workout place, you don't need a pool, and it doesn't HAVE to be gated. Now think again, how the hell are we supposed to pay for all that and the type a salary we have?"

"You forget where I come from didn't you?" It took me a moment to realize what he was talking about. His father's money, all of it was Jace's now. He can pretty damn well afford anywhere we wanted to live. I made a 'o' face, which made Jace smile.

"Fine, then it doesn't need to be an apartment, you're more describing a house. I am pretty sure; apartments don't fit anything you just said." I knew we had to find a place fast, because my year lease was coming up, and I needed to know if I needed to sign it again because it was going to take time to find one or not.

"I know the prefect house." He got off the bed, putting on a shirt, and then grabbed his car keys. I walked over to him, as he grabbed me wrist and we ran out the door. It probably took 20 minutes before he pulled up to a house that had a 'for sale' sign in front of it. It was gated so we couldn't get close to look through the windows. Jace looked up at it. This place was much like the church: Huge, beautiful, and looked safe.

"One of my best friends use to live here, before he moved to Cali. There is a pool in back, it has 3 ½ baths, 5 bedrooms, a huge ass basement, and plus it's gated. It has been on the market for about two years. No one is willing to buy it from him."

"How much does he want?"

"Since he doesn't care if we rent or not I don't know. I can call and ask him, I am sure he'll give me a reasonable price." I nod, as Jace walks away phone on his ear. I stared up at the house, it was way too big for just two people to live in it, but from the outside it looked really homey. The more I stared at it, the more I started falling in love with this place. Jace walked over to me with the best smile on his face.

"He gave me to code if we wanted to look inside first before agreeing on a price... do you want to look at it?" I nod, not trusting my speaking. As he type the four digit code, the gates opened and we walked up. Jace looked for something; I knew was an extra key. When the door opened my mouth dropped. A huge grand entrance; staircase running up the stairs and the floor was tile.

"Jace... we can't afford this, no way."

"Shhh, Clary. Just... look around first okay?" I bit my lip and we walked around the house, the more I looked the more I loved it. The kitchen and living room was located down stairs along with the one of the bedrooms. Everything else was on the second floor; the rooms were so huge it was like my whole apartment could fit in each one. We went outside to two empty pools; one had a huge slide leading into one, and the back yard was still a pretty good size. Jace lead me into the kitchen and we sat at the table.

"What do you think clary?"

"We diffidently, cannot, afford something like this Jace." He slightly smiled.

"When dad died, Robert took over handling the company... I get generous amount of money every day. Robert basically works for me; and gets paid well. Dean... he brought this house when it was worth 50 thousand, now its worth close to 150. We can afford this house and more, Clary... Do you want this house?" I looked around, and then looked at Jace.

"If you can afford it, then why not buy it when it went on the market?"

"I never had a reason to buy this place." I nod, and looked around the kitchen. "It's... just so big for just two people living it in." Jace smiled, taking my hand in his.

"There is our bedroom, your 'office', my 'office', we can add a workout room, a music room, guest room, storage, and then we have the kitchen and living room. Once you think about it, it isn't that big. And... it's gated."