Disclaimer: Is Cassandra Clare going to a used bookstore tomorrow? Okay, bad example. She totally might be. Point is, I'm not her and don't claim to be.

"Where were we?" Jace asked, meeting my eyes and placing his hand under my chin to tilt my head up for a kiss.

I pulled back; there was exhaustion evident in his face. "Jace, are you okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"You look tired."

He sighed. "I haven't really been sleeping too well."

My eyes dropped to the floor. "I really am sorry. I didn't know how much it would affect you."

"I know. It's alright, I forgive you."

"But Jace, it isn't alright! You've lost sleep over it!"

"But now you're back, so I'm able to sleep again."

"But -"

"No."

"I just -"

He shook his head.

"Jace, I-"

He put his finger to my mouth. "Clary, listen. I swear on the Angel that I've already forgiven you. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there's a life after that, I'll love you then. Nothing can change that."

I nodded, tears pricking at my eyes. Just as Jace's lips met mine, there was a rustling from the bushes and we pulled apart, startled. I'd forgotten that there was anyone there, and it seemed Jace had too.

We looked over to see Jaze standing up behind one of the bushes. His expression was torn between realization and franticness. "Sorry," he said to us, before turning and running out of the room.

A few seconds after he was gone, Isabelle popped up from behind another bush. Grinning, she declared, "mission accomplished," turned on her heel, and walked out of the greenhouse.

I leaned my head back against Jace's shoulder and looked up at him. "That didn't take long."

"If he loves her half as much as I love you, then that isn't surprising."

Oh my god, I am an awful awful awful awful AWFUL person, and I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so SO very very VERY sorry. I can't even believe I haven't updates since June! It doesn't seem like that long ago to me, but wow. Okay, I'm so sorry. I wanted this chapter to be extra long, but it wasn't really flowing, and then I realized that it had been six months, and I decided to update right away with what I have! Which, granted, isn't much. But it's better than nothing! Right? Right? Sorry. So sorry. Can I still ask you to review, though? Pretty please? It'd make my day. And hopefully motivate me to write more.