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Compulsive

I looked everywhere for Jace trying to find him to possibly start my teaching him to drive today. After I realized he wasn't in the kitchen, with a frustrated sigh I walked to my room. Finally finding Jace the room; hanging up clothes and putting things in their correct drawers.

"Hey," I said, making my presence known, "I've been looking everywhere for you."

"Well here I am." He replied, sparing me a glance and a smile before returning to his work; placing paint-brushes in order in a drawer by shape and size. Then he started to make my bed. "There you are." I whispered, standing in the doorway. Jace was obviously a compulsive cleaner, everyone who met him knew that. But should I stop him? "I was wondering if you wanted to start your training with driving today."

He considered that, stopping for a moment, "That's a great idea, love. Can we go later?" He asked and then continued with my bed.

I paused, wondering how someone could need everything so clean all the time. Jace would never go to a psychologist about this cleaning issue he had. I almost laughed at the thought of Jace laying down on a couch talking to someone about his problems. No, that would never happen. He could hardly talk to me about his feelings. "I guess so."

"Thank you." Jace smiled at me again.

I couldn't help myself, walking over to him and kissing him lightly before letting him go back to work. "So," I began watching him make my bed to perfection, "when did you start cleaning my room?"

Jace shrugged, laying down the sheet again apparently not happy with it even though it look perfectly normal to my eyes,"Half an hour ago."

"You've gotten a lot done." I said looking around my room, "I can actually see my floor."

He laughed, "Clary, you aren't that bad. You're just not my kind of clean. You know me, baby, I'm compulsive."

Okay so at least he knew he had a problem, I thought nodding to myself and to him.

"It's not bad that you like things clean." I said, "It's just a little odd that you have to have things clean all the time."

"I agree." He replied, laying down my comforter.

I was hesitant but asked, "Did Valentine make you clean until everything was spotless?"

Jace paused for a second, looking at his hands, and when I was about to apologize he said, "He liked things clean, but not like I do."

I nodded, not pressing the subject, "Well, thank you."

"I'm not done yet." Jace smiled, "But you're welcome." He finished the bed and pat it, "Take a seat, love, maybe you'll learn something."

I smiled back and sat down in the middle of the bed. Jace continued to clean, telling me different cleaning 'techniques', he wouldn't let me do it, probably in fear that I would mess something up. I decided he was probably right not to let me clean.

Suddenly Jennifer walked into the room looking angry.

"I need to talk to you." She said to me and then turned to Jace, "Can you leave?"

"Nope." Jace replied, "I have to clean and besides whatever you have to say to Clary you can say to me."

"Fine!" Jennifer turned back to me, "I need you to tell me how you made Kayla love you!" She wasn't exactly screaming, just talking in a demanding tone.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, shocked.

"Tell me how you made Kayla love you like she does!" Jennifer demanded.

"I don't know how I did it! You were there what did I do?"

Jace interrupted from his place at the closet, "You did look more beautiful than normal in that little black sexy dress."

"Yeah!" Jennifer nodded and turned to me again, "Stop being so attractive."

"What the hell? How am I supposed to be-"

"You're adorably attractive without knowing it." Jace winked at me, "Trust me, I know."

"Exactly, so stop!" Jennifer said to me. "Clary, this isn't easy for me and the fact that Kayla likes someone who isn't even... a lesbian." She physically struggled saying the word, as if it were filthy, "Just, help me out all you can. Please?"

"Of course." I nodded. Jennifer hugged me before she left the room. I turned to Jace after the door closed, "How am I supposed to be unattractive without even knowing I am being attractive?"

"Don't ask me, love, I've never had an unattractive day in my life. And as far as I know, you haven't either." Jace replied, shrugging arrogantly. He finished putting up clothes on my hangers and in the closet to come sit in front of me on the bed.

I sighed, "Why do we always get in the middle of other peoples relationships?"

Jace smirked and moved a piece of hair out of my eyes, "Beautiful people finish last."

"Jace, it's nice guys finish last."

"They do too."

"No, that's the quote."

He kissed me lightly, "Alright, honey. Whatever you say."

It was pointless to fight with him, somehow he always won, "What do you think I should do?"

Jace considered that, "I think that whenever Kayla comes into a room, you should glue your face to mine."

Any hope I had in the advice Jace would give me died instantly. I must've given him an annoyed look because he started to explain himself.

"I'm just saying that because it makes people uncomfortable. When people make out in front of them."

He had a point there, "That's true but-"

"But what?" Jace asked, "I'm right. Why are you hesitant?"

"Because it makes me uncomfortable too."

Jace rose a perfect eyebrow, "Kissing me makes you uncomfortable?"

"No!" I hated the satisfied grin that tore at his features, "No, I mean that I don't like it when people watch us kiss."

"Clary, I'm shocked and a little hurt that you think of other things when we make out."

"Stop calling it that!" I blushed, "I don't think about other things," Another smirk rose on his lips, I made a frustrated moan, "I don't even know why I try to fight with you. You always win!"

His smirk grew, "Maybe beautiful people don't finish last."

I glared at him, "The original quote is-" I shook my head, "Never mind."

"Honey, you're learning." He grinned.

I rolled my eyes, "Are you done with cleaning my room?"

"No, I still have to-"

I cut him off, placing my hands on his chest, "Lay down with me, Jace."

"I'd love to but-"

"Jace," I interrupted him again, "I'm off. My week is up."

"What the hell are you-" Realization hit his eyes and suddenly they had a wicked glimmer in them, "Well why didn't you just say so?"

I was about to respond but then his lips were over mine and my head hit one of my pillows.

That night and morning while I slept, I remembered waking up once then falling back to sleep after Jace left for a Council meeting and I went to the bathroom. I remembered waking up again when warm arms wrapped around my waist and a kiss was placed on my cheek, but then I feel back to sleep once more. I was half-asleep when a yell and a frustrated sigh sounded in my room.

I jumped awake, looking around the room and seeing Jace seated in my office chair and he rolled his eyes; the frustrated sigh must have come from him - I thought as Isabelle, Jennifer, and Kayla walked into the room.

"What is it?" I asked, now wide awake and annoyed, "Why did you scream?"

They ignored my question, "Are you alright?" Kayla asked.

"Yes." I replied, why would they think that I wasn't alright?

Jace spoke up then, "Let her wake up, we'll be out in a minute."

Kayla and the others exited the room them, I yawned as I sat up.

"Why did they think I wasn't alright?"

"Look at the time, love," Jace responded getting up out of his seat and sitting in front of me on the bed. I looked at the clock on the wall behind him and saw that it was almost eleven-thirty in the morning. I slept late, but not normally that late. "Do you feel alright?"

I shrugged, "I think I may have a little cold but other than that I'm fine."

Jace moved my hair behind my shoulder, "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." I said.

He shrugged, "I was worried, Clary. I left to my Council meeting - which was horribly boring in case you were wondering- and you were asleep and them I came back two hours later and you were still asleep. So, I got in bed with you and went to sleep for awhile, then I woke up and you were still asleep. After that, I got up, ate, and watched you sleep because your just so beautiful when you sleep."

I nodded, thanking him for the complement.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, "Maryse went to the store and I convinced her to buy lunch for you."

"You shouldn't of done that." I smiled.

Jace brought me into his arms in a hug, "Of course I did. I always want the best for you, Clary."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, as I was seated in his lap, and played with the hair at the base of his neck, "I love you."

"I love you too, baby." He moved his head down and tried to capture my lips with his, but I shook my head. Jace pulled back, a crease of confusion in his brow.

"I'm sick, Jace." I said. "And I don't want to get you sick."

He rolled his eyes, "In case you haven't noticed, Clary, I never get sick. You should get some food in you though, come on." He cradled me against his body and stood up, effectively carrying me to the kitchen. Jace sat me down in a chair and then proceeded to grab a plate and pile on some food.

"Jace, stop. I can-" I started to stand up but he pointed to my seat.

"Sit down, love. You're sick."

"Sickness doesn't mean I can't make my plate," I mumbled but still sat back down.

He walked over to me with a plate of food and cup of water, he set my food and drink down and then kissed my forehead, "Eat what you can."

"Thank you."

Jace smiled back as Isabelle and Alec walked into the room. Jace dismissed himself to go talk to his siblings. Even though the door was shut to the laundry room- which was connected to the kitchen- I could hear everything they were saying.

"She's sick." That was Jace's voice, "Her nose is stuffed up, she's pale-"

"Clary has always been pale, Jace." Isabelle interrupted.

"Yeah," Alec agreed, "Calm down, Jace. She's sick and she'll get over it."

That was when Kayla and Jennifer walked up to the table. The girls both glanced at the laundry room and then at me, obviously they could hear the three Lightwoods too.

"Good morning." Jennifer took the seat beside me, which forced Kayla to take the seat across from Jennifer.

"Morning." I replied, still eating my bagel.

"But I've never seen her sick like this-" Jace was cut off again.

"She was sick before, Jace. When you two went out demon hunting and she landed in a freezing cold puddle." Isabelle was right, but I remembered that night for a different reason. It was the first night Jace and I had ever made love.

"I know she has been sick before, but-"

"Jace you really need to calm down." Alec said.

"I can't when you two keep interrupting me!"

"Do they think I can't hear them?" I asked Jennifer and Kayla.

Kayla shrugged a shoulder, "I think that they think your ears are clogged up instead of your nose."

"That's probably true." I nodded. Jennifer pinched me under the table and I glared at her before realizing. "So, Kayla, what's your type of wo-man?"

"Oh, I like women." Kayla confessed, "My type is usually small, adorable, likes to have fun, loves everyone-" She shrugged. Well, I thought, that was kind of describing Jennifer.

"I love to have fun!" Jennifer announced.

"Really? What kind of fun do you like?"

Jennifer paled slightly, "Well, I love to hunt demons. Even though Jace and Clary don't let me do anything."

"Me too," For once Kayla's eyes were fully shifted to Jennifer, "I can take you demon hunting, if you would like."

"I would love that." Jennifer blushed but nodded.

"Don't yell at us, Jace." Alec said.

"Stop interrupting me." Jace battled back.

"Can I leave now?" Isabelle asked.

Jace made a noise of disapproval and a moment later the three walked into the kitchen. My fiancee immediately came to my side.

"Are you feeling any better?" He asked.

I nodded, "Yes, after I ate."

"Great," He pulled a chair so he sat beside me and whispered in my ear, "I'm happy you are."

"Me too." I replied, "Because that means we can go drive."

"I thought Mom took away your keys." Jace said.

I pulled them out of my pocket, "I got them back yesterday."

"Oh," He nodded, "Alright. Let's go now."

After I had driven to an empty parking lot, Jace and I switched seats.

"Probably the most important thing to driving, is your mirrors," I pointed to the two rear view mirrors and the one at the top of the car, "Adjust them so that you can see everywhere."

Jace did.

"Are you sure you can see?" I asked he nodded, "Good. Now my car is an automatic, which means this," I pointed to the erected stick, "Is your best friend."

Jace reached for it and tried to put it in drive, I stopped him before he broke my car.

Gently taking his hand off the stick shift I continued, "Wait." I told him all about blinkers, speed-limits, the brake and acceleration, how to turn on the lights and windshield wipers, even about stoplights and railroad tracks. "Okay, now start the car. Remember that you have to push the brake down to make the stick shift move."

Jace turned on the car, kept his foot on the brake and moved the stick shift down to drive. He kept his foot on the brake. "Can I move?"

"Sure, take your foot off the brake."

He nodded seriously and gently took his foot off the brake, the car started to move forward very slowly then it started to go faster and I knew he was accelerating.

"Babe, maybe you should go slower for your first time?" I suggested.

Again he nodded and broke hard, which made us both shoot forward and then hit the seat again. "I'm sorry."

"That's okay." I replied, "Just get used to how sensitive the brake is."

"Can I move again?"

"Sure."

We started to move.

"Jace, try to turn." I suggested nervously as we started to approach the end of the parking lot.

He tensed, "Which way?"

"Just go to your left." I said, since his left hand is his dominate hand. Jace turned slowly to his left and I smiled, "That was great."

"No it wasn't. I'm moving like a turtle, Clary." He looked over at me.

"Keep your eyes on the road." I commanded, he smirked and moved his head to look at the road once more, "It doesn't matter. This is your first time driving. When I started, I was even slower than this."

He seemed satisfied with that and turned to his left again.

"Remember your blinkers." I told him. Jace nodded again turning on his blinker and turning once again to his left. "You're going to have to turn right eventually."

Jace laughed, "Sorry." I shrugged, he turned right -with his blinker.

After a half hour of driving straight and turning, I suggested that he tried to park.

"Okay." Jace's voice sounded nervous as he approached a parking spot and pulled in. I opened my door and saw that he was over the white line on my side. He apologized again.

"Stop apologizing." I said, closing my door again, "You're learning. Now try to pull out in reverse." He put the car in reverse and started to pull out, I looked threw the back window, "Keep going... this speed is fine don't even accelerate... and stop."

Jace broke hard again and put the car in drive. I noticed that he had not look out the window at all.

I tried to speak calm and helpfully, "I know it's your first time, Jace. But you have to get used to looking through your windows, especially when pulling out. I'm not always going to be here to help you."

He sent me a smirk before turning back to the parking lot, "Yes, you are."

I rolled my eyes, "You know what I mean."

Jace mocked thought, "No, I don't actually I believe that you'll have to elaborate."

I fought another eye-roll, "I'll always be with you but not always in the car with you."

"Right now you are," Jace paused as he took another turn, "So when do I get my license?"

"Jace, don't get over-confident." I scolded, "Besides, first you have to take a test to get your permit."

"So when do I get that?" He asked, "And how do I study?"

"I have a book at the Institute that helps," I told him, "But we still have to get you registered and on the road." I regretted saying that immediately, "At some point, not today."

"Why not?" He whined, taking another left turn.

"Because, Jace, you can't go less than ten miles per hour on the road." I said.

"I can go faster, look." The speed started to climb.

"Jace, stop." I said. He broke hard once again, "And there's that reason." I added quietly, "Jace, a car is not a toy. As soon as you step into the driver's seat, you are a danger to everyone in and around the car. Not just you, though, everyone who drives."

He was silent for a long moment but then nodded. "Okay."

My heart broke at his hurt tone, "I'm sorry, I'm just-"

"Don't apologize. I know, you're just doing your teaching job." He put the car in park and looked over at me, "A wonderful teaching job."

I blushed, "Thank you."

"No, Clary, thank you." He leant over and kissed me. "I love you."

"Love you too," I replied, "Are you done for today, or do you want to keep going?"

He thought about that, "Maybe we can continue later. I'm hungry." He looked at me, "Will you drive me to Taki's?"

I laughed, "Sure." We switched seats again and I drove us to Taki's, when we were seated I spoke again, "You did really well today."

"When do I not do well at things?" He asked, dipping a chip into the dip on our table.

"I guess never." I rolled my eyes, "You do everything perfectly."

He grasped my hand across the table, fingering my engagement ring, "Including our engagement story?"

I smiled, "Yes. That was a perfect night, Jace, thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I didn't know you could be so sweet."

He let go of my hand to cross his arms over his chest, "I'm offended, love."

Kaelie came by before I could answer, "Jace, are you and Clary ready to order?"

"I'm not hungry." I spoke before Jace could, "But I will have a coke, please."

"Sure," Kaelie wrote down something and turned to Jace.

"The usual." Jace said with a wicked smile. Kaelie grinned and took up our menus before walking back over to the chef.

"Why do you have to get attention from everyone?"

Jace shrugged but did not answer.

"Kayla and Jennifer are going out on a date." I told him.

"Well, that was fast. What did you do?"

"Nothing really." I said, "They just clicked at lunch."

Jace nodded, "Maybe that will make Kayla stop chasing after you."

"I don't know why she does."

"Clary," His voice was clearly shocked, "Do you know the reason that Kayla keeps trying to get your love? Do you know why Ryan keeps wanting you in his bed? Do you know why every male, and some females, that see's you wants to take you from me?"

I was stared at him and did not respond.

He gently cupped my face in one of his big hands, "It's because you are so beautiful. So utterly, heart-wrenchingly beautiful that even I don't compare to you." He joked, laughing lightly, "And your outside is just as beautiful as your inside. Clary I cannot tell you how happy I am that I snatched you up before any other idiot could, because right now, if we hadn't met," We both shivered at that, "you would probably be engaged to some other man that would move the moon for you."

"That's not true." I shook my head, "I would only ever get engaged to you."

Our food came then and Kaelie left us with an enthusiastic, "Enjoy!" Before she left and let us eat.

Jace moved his head across the table and kissed me.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too."

"Now let's eat!" Jace said before digging into his food.

A/N: Thanks for reading!