Title: Jace Morgenstern's Unlucky StreakSequel to: Jace Wayland's Unstealthy StalkingCharacters: Chloe/Jace, Lois, Clark, Magnus/Alec, Jocelyn, Luke, Isabelle, others...Rating: T+Disclaimer: Don't ownSummary: Chloe is settling into life as the last Wayland. Lois is training. Jace is highly annoyed with Lois and Jocelyn, who tend to interrupt him and Chloe when he least wants them to. But with Valentine still loose, the Inquisitor breathing down their necks, and an unexpected arrival, they all have more important things to worry about.My version of City of Ashes.
"I still can't believe you went to a party at the Seelie Court. Or that Isabelle was the one who so carelessly took you there!" Jace shook his head, eyes narrowed as they walked through the park, the tension visibly rising from his body. "Do you understand how dangerous the Fair Folk are?"
Chloe looked up from her ring as she sighed. "I'm fine. I don't think Isabelle would've taken me if she hadn't thought it was safe."
Jace sent her a sideways glance. "And you danced the whole night with the same guy."
"Would you have preferred that I danced with multiple men?"
He opened his mouth and then closed it, eyes narrowed. "That's a trick question, isn't it?"
She laughed and turned to him, throwing her arms around his neck as she smiled up into his face. "No, it was a very serious one."
"Then I'll give you a very serious answer: neither." He frowned down at her. "You have one magnificent specimen in me, you don't need to be dancing with any other guy."
"Okay, sorry." She pressed up on her toes and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "Is that enough for you to forgive me?"
"Not nearly." He was near pouting as his hands went to her hips, lowered his lips to hers in a deep kiss, and began backing her up against a tree.
Chloe laughed into the kiss as she was pressed against the tree and tightened her grip on him, opening her mouth to his kiss and melting into him as his body melded against hers. At first Jace had slightly intimidated her with how very physical he was but she'd quickly learnt to love it, to crave it, to initiate it. She couldn't get enough of him and couldn't imagine a time in her life in which she wouldn't want this, want him.
She'd told the faerie guy the truth when she'd said she loved Jace. She really did, loved him unlike she'd ever loved anyone, and while she would usually be scared because that meant no one could hurt her like Jace could she knew that he wouldn't.
She trusted him in a way she'd never trusted anyone else, had opened herself completely to him, and knew that it hadn't been a mistake.
"Chloe..." he whispered into her mouth, his kiss growing more desperate, more urgent as he pressed against her harder, rolling his hips into her, letting her feel how affected he was. "You're killing me."
She smiled into the kiss, more aware of herself as a woman than she ever had been, and it was all thanks to him and his inability to keep his hands or lips to himself whenever they were alone. She realized that while Jace had quite a dominating personality she had so much power over him it was heady.
The girl slipped free from his kisses to begin planting her own down his jaw, an evil smile on her face. "And here... I was worried... that you wouldn't want me anymore... after finding out I wasn't your sister..." She could feel his laughter under her lips.
"You are twisted."
"Look who is talking." She nibbled on his pulse, letting her teeth mark his skin. "You know what I was most worried about during that time?" She lowered the path of her nibbles and kisses, making her way slowly down his neck. "That even if we found concrete proof that we were siblings you would still seduce me and I'd let you."
"Of course I would." He tilted his head, his voice strained as he granted her better access to his neck, his grip on her hips painful. "No matter what, you were made for me."
She grinned at that and bit down on his collarbone, enjoying his hissed groan as she soothed the bite mark with her tongue. "And you're mine."
His chuckle was breathless. "Aren't you lucky."
She bit down on his shoulder.
He groaned and bucked against her.
The girl, terribly proud of herself, pulled away and kissed his shoulder smugly. "Who is lucky?"
"You..." his lips curled in amusement.
"Oh really?" She pulled away. "If we're playing like that..." She slid her hands up inside of his shirt, finding his nipples and giving them a hard twist.
He cried out and rested his head on her shoulder. "Me. I'm lucky."
Chloe ran her thumbs over them teasingly before she trailed her hands down his chest and grabbed him by the loops of his pants, pulling him harder against her as she twisted her hips.
"I'm so damned lucky." Jace's voice was a painful hiss before he captured her lips and kissed her deeply, cupping her face with his hands and leaving her no escape as his mouth claimed hers.
Her laughter morphed into a groan as she realized this had backfired on her, her own kisses growing more desperate as she yanked off Jace's leather jacket, tossing it somewhere behind him.
He let go of his grip on her face to yank her skirt up her thighs.
A ringtone echoed around them.
"I'm not answering that," Jace promised as his fingers trailed up and down her thighs.
Chloe dug her hands into his hair, making fists in the golden silk.
The ringing stopped only to start again, and then again, and again.
Chloe growled as she pushed away. "I can't concentrate!"
Jace snarled as he pushed away from her and stormed to his jacket, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his cell as he brought it to his ear. "By the Angel, this better be a situation of life or death!" He frowned as he looked up at Chloe and then sighed as he looked away. "You've got to be kidding me. This can't wait?" He ran his fingers through his golden hair. "Fine. I said fine." He hung up the call and turned to Chloe. "We have no manner of luck!"
"Yeah we do, it's just bad luck." She leaned hard against the tree and sighed. "I'm going to die a sexually frustrated, middle-aged virgin."
Something flashed before his orbs as he stalked towards her and kissed her hard, pressing up against her body before he finally pulled away and rested his forehead against her. "No. You're not."
She smiled and blushed as she grabbed hold of his shirt. "You're right. So you better hurry up and change my status or I'll get someone else-!" She cried out when Jace kissed her so hard she could hardly breathe, her knees going wobbly with the intensity of the kiss.
Jace tore his lips from hers. "You won't." His smirked, all arrogant once more. "You're hooked on me."
"You pompous-!" But she couldn't finish that because he was kissing her once more and she only proved his point true by swinging him around by her grip on his shirt and slamming him against the tree, plastering her body against his, lifting her leg and resting her bent knee against the bark of the tree, bringing them even more intimately together.
Jace cried out into her mouth as he wrapped his arm around her hips and pulled her tighter against him, the sounds he let out painful as his free hand raised to slip into her blonde hair and cup the back of her head, keeping her firmly in place as he kissed her harder.
The phone rang again.
Jace let out a sound as if he was dying.
The phone continued to ring.
Chloe pulled away with a sigh and pressed a kiss to Jace's wildly beating heart. "Whoever that is, I hate them."
"Not as much as I do." Jace let out a stuttered breath as he rested his chin on the crown on her head.
Valentine Morgenstern had been very busy since he'd gotten the Mortal Cup back. He wasn't happy about Chloe and Jonathan not being here, but their absence wasn't very important right now. He'd get them back soon enough, once things were in their place.
Moira stood by his side, staring at the Greater Demon he'd had a foolish warlock raise for him, a demon Valentine controlled thanks to the Mortal Cup.
Valentine sent her a look. "How do you see Agramon as?"
Her gaze slid to him. "As a demon."
He made a face. "You are supposed to see him as the manifestation of your greatest fear."
Moira shrugged as her gaze went back to the Greater Demon. "I suppose I don't have any fear."
He wondered if the Loyal To rune had something to do with that, and it intrigued him. "My spies tell me that your daughter is living with my wife."
Moira didn't visibly react to that, eyes still on Agramon. "Oh."
"It appears that Jocelyn has ignored Jonathan, and is instead showering her motherly love on Chloe." Valentine watched Moira for any signs of a reaction. "From what I hear they are becoming very close to each other."
"That serves your purposes, doesn't it?" Moira wanted to know. "When you recover Chloe, if Jocelyn has developed a strong bond with her, then she will be easier to persuade to come along this time."
It rankled Valentine that his wife had denied him so horribly when he'd offered her a place once more at his side.
Moira let out a sigh. "And if the way Jonathan reacted to my daughter has anything to say about the matter, then you could better control him by controlling her."
Valentine nodded. "That did cross my mind." He leaned against one of the walls and stared at Agramon in deep thought.
Moira tilted her head towards him. "What do you see when you look at him?"
Valentine, like Moira, only saw the Greater Demon. "Like you, I have no fear."
Moira nodded as if having expected that answer.
Valentine raised an eyebrow. "I knew that Jonathan and Chloe would be drawn together, it is natural instinct considering what runs through their bodies and how she's been tied to my bloodline, and yet I have to admit that I haven't ever seen him so... interested... in someone before."
"My daughter seems to have a way of making the Morgenstern men obsessed with her." Moira sounded somewhat proud of that.
Valentine nodded his agreement to that statement. "And you forget that she has the potential to be powerful. A fitting person to stand by my son's side."
"Only his?" Moira tilted her head towards him, confused.
Valentine smirked darkly as his gaze turned to the girl's mother.
"I hate you." Those were Jace's first words when he arrived.
Lois rolled her eyes, hardly caring. "I was not going to let you leave me waiting for half hour like last time."
"So what was so important that you had to drag me away from Chloe? I haven't been able to spend alone with her like that in too long a time."
"I don't want to hear about what you have planned for my poor cousin. Does she even know what a pain in the ass you are?" Lois anchored her hands to her hips.
Jace smirked. "She likes it."
"Oh god, stop bragging." Lois shook her head. "I fear for her."
Jace rolled his eyes. "Did you just call me here to complain?"
"No. I did not call you here to complain. If I wanted to talk about my feelings I would be hanging out with Chloe or Mags, not you." Lois let out a dark sigh as she stared at him. "We have a problem."
His amusement disappeared immediately. "What sort of problem?"
"The General is getting suspicious." Lois took in a deep breath. "You know he's been closed-lip ever since he found out that I know about his Shadowhunter blood, and while he's merely told me his father was a Shadowhunter who knocked up his mother and then left her, and that the General doesn't know much about the Shadow World except about its existence-well-I think he's holding back. He has to know more about it given the fact that he knew his younger sister, Aunt Moira, and knew that she was a part of the Circle of Raziel and helped forge her identity in the mundane world and such." Lois pursed her lips. "Now he's the one starting to ask me questions in as subtle a way as possible, which isn't subtle in the least bit. He's seen the Voyance rune on my palm so he knows that I've opened up to the Shadow World, and has guessed that I'm training to be a Shadowhunter-but he hasn't really brought up the subject until now."
"How is this a problem? He is Shadowhunter and already knows about his heritage." Jace didn't seem bothered. "We'd do well to have someone with his rank in the mundane world on our side."
"It's the questions he's asking, Jace." Lois glared at him. "He's asking about Chloe, Aunt Moira and Valentine."
Jace's face darkened. "What sort of questions about them?"
"He has always had a rocky relationship with Aunt Moira so his sudden interest in her wellbeing first pique my suspicion and I've been on the alert, answering as vaguely as I can." Lois leaned in closer. "But he's getting blunter, more direct. He wants to know what we talked to Aunt Moira about when we saw her, wants to know details, wants to know why Valentine wanted Chloe, what purpose she could've served him. He hasn't stopped to question why I was kidnapped, he just wants to know more about Chloe and her use to Valentine."
Jace narrowed his eyes. "He knows Valentine experimented on her and wants to know if she's manifesting any side effects."
"I think so." Lois took in a deep breath. "And the way he's going about this makes me feel like I can't trust him. That kills me, he's my father for crying out loud! But he isn't telling me something, I know that for certain, and I'm getting very worried."
"Stop asking him things for now even though he's one of our best sources for information on Moira." Jace decided with a deep breath. "And maybe it'll be better if you don't talk to him for a while."
"That'll clue him in on the fact that I'm suspicious."
Jace played with his leather bracelet in a clear sign that he was agitated. "Then you have no choice but to keep evading his questions and being vague like you've been up to this moment."
"I know that, I just thought you should be aware of the situation." Lois rolled her eyes before she hesitated. "And I know you get pissed off every time I say this, but we need to tell Chloe. She'll find out if the General talks to her and says anything he shouldn't."
"Just make sure they don't talk." Jace's voice was hissed.
"Am I god? No." Lois couldn't believe he was being this unreasonable. "I don't control the General or what he does. He could contact her without even telling me."
A muscle jumped in Jace's cheek. "You'll have to convince him otherwise then. Lie to him if you have to."
"I'm trying." Lois threw her hands in the air.
"By the Angel, I feel like throttling you all the time!" Lois snarled.
"Imagine how I feel!" Jace snapped back.
The two of them glared at each other.
"Somehow this doesn't seem like sexual tension, mostly just open hostility," a surprising voice announced behind them. "So I'm guessing this isn't a lover you're meeting on the sly."
Lois' eyes widened as she twirled around to see someone she hadn't expected to. "Lucy?"
"In the flesh." Lucy sucked on a lollipop as she gazed between them. "So what's the deal between you two?"
"There's no deal," Jace replied.
Lucy ignored him as she turned to Lois. "Who's the handsome face and nice bod?"
"What are you doing here?" Lois couldn't keep the shock from her voice and face.
"Questioning you about Goldielocks." She turned to Jace once more. "Who are you?"
He frowned. "Jace Way-Morgenstern."
Lucy nodded. "So, Jace Waymorgenstern, what are you to my sister?"
"Lucy!" Lois gasped.
Lucy ignored her and kept her gaze on Jace.
"An acquaintance," he replied slowly.
"Does that mean you're single?" Lucy wanted to know.
"Definitely not." Jace looked more and more uncomfortable. "I'm in a committed relationship with someone I love." He turned to Lois. "We'll finish talking later."
Lois nodded and watched him go before she turned to Lucy. "Why are you here?"
"You really have to ask that?" Lucy snorted, pointing her lollipop accusingly at her older sister. "First the General tells me that you moved out of the house to live with your weird older boyfriend, and then he tells me that Uncle Gabe has basically signed over all his rights regarding Chloe to some mystery friend of Aunt M's who just appeared one day out of the woodwork! You really thought I wouldn't come here to figure out what the hell is going on?"
Lois opened her mouth and then closed it, not sure how to say that she hadn't thought Lucy really cared about what they did with their lives as long as it didn't affect hers in some way.
"By the way, I'm shocked that the 'sketchy older guy' you moved in with isn't Luke. You had a crush on that dude since forever and I'm just unable to understand how its taken you and your boobs this long to seduce him." She sucked on her lollipop. "Also? I hate to be the one to break this to ya, sis, but the hot boyfriend you moved in with is two-timing you with a guy who is way prettier than you are. When I stopped by the address the General gave me I found your stud totally taking advantage of this other guy and he was completely unbothered by the fact that I'd caught him in the act, even when I told him I was your sister." She rolled the lollipop in her mouth. "He even wants to throw me a welcome back party."
Lois groaned at this whole mixup. "Magnus is not my boyfriend."
"Is it because the blue eyed guy has more sex appeal than you do?"
Lois bit back her instinctive reply to that, remembering all too well why she and her sister were not close. "No. Magnus is only a good friend, and you can't tell anyone about seeing Alec there because they're seeing each other secretly."
"Why?" Lucy made a face. "It's the 21st Century for crying out loud. Gay people are finally allowed to marry. Why should they have to hide the fact that they're together?"
"They just do." Lois sighed, not about to get into explaining how backwards Shadowhunters were.
"Are you and Luke seeing each other secretly?"
"No." A muscle jumped in Lois' cheek.
"Do you not like him anymore?" Lucy raised an eyebrow. "And if so, can I have a try at him?"
"Leave Luke alone you damned Lolita."
"Ah, so you still like him." Lucy deduced. "Unrequited love that's lasted this long must really be a bitch."
Lois told herself to never ever meet with Jace and Lucy one after the other like this. The two tried her patience unlike anyone else.
"So, are you going to take me to see where Chloe lives with this mysterious friend of Aunt M's or what?" Lucy bit down on her lollipop, expression expectant.
Lois sighed, head lowered. "Follow me."
"I can't believe we got caught by Lois' kid sister! That's why-on the doorstep-what happened to the fact that we were supposed to be keeping a low profile?" Alec turned to Magnus and slapped his chest, annoyed by the grin on the Warlock's face. "And why would you want to throw a party for her?" His eyes narrowed. "Are you even listening to me?"
Magnus grinned brighter at him. "There are two Loises. I think I'm in heaven right now."
Alec's eyes narrowed slightly as he remember a little too late that Magnus was bisexual and not gay. "Is that so?"
Magnus nodded, apparently not noticing Alec's ever darkening mood. "She should stay here with Lois and I, that way she can spend more time with her sister and maybe they can-."
Alec stopped listening around then, a muscle jumping in his cheek as he stared at Magnus. His unofficial boyfriend was clearly blind to the fact that that girl had been openly ogling him in his skinny jeans and canary yellow shirt, a shirt Alec was secretly highly fond of because it framed the Warlock's slender body in amazing ways. Or maybe, just maybe, Magnus wasn't blind to it at all and was encouraging that sort of behavior while Alec wasn't around. Maybe this was the Warlock's way to get back at him for keeping the fact that they were dating a secret. Or maybe he was just attracted to that girl's personality more than he was to Alec's, or he liked her incredible style better. Magnus might've told Alec hundreds of times that he was "very attractive" but Alec knew that he was boring, down to his boring shoes. Jace was the one with the charm and grace and the ability to mesmerize everyone with just a devil-may-care grin.
"She's smart, did you see the sharpness in her eyes?" Magnus was still in the middle of his rant about Lois' kid sister. "She-."
Alec clenched his fist before he reached out and grabbed Magnus' shirt, yanking the Warlock to him as he kissed him deeply, feeling the fire racing through his veins like he always did whenever Magnus kissed, touched, or even looked in his direction with that mischievous glint in his cat-eyes.
Magnus gave a start, not used to Alec being the one to initiate their kisses, which was something Alec was going to have to change, especially if that girl was going to be staying here. Alec knew that he could trust Lois, she saw Magnus as a friend and Alec as a cute pet to torment, but her sister? He kissed Magnus harder at the thought of the way the girl had visibly admired the Warlock.
Yeah, he was definitely going to up his game.