Clary looked at the clock. It was seven-thirty and Jace still hadn't come back from his mango shopping. It had been two hours since she had called him. he needed to be back so they could make the chutney to serve at the wedding. She tried calling him again, but there was no answer. Just when she was about to try calling him again, Jace texted her, saying hi on my way back, sry im late, had 2 pick up alec's tux. Clary let out a sigh of relief. Jace was fine. She was supposed to leave the apartment in an hour to get ready and put on her dress. Her mother, Jocelyn, was going to pick her up and take her to the farmhouse. She decided to make sure she packed everything for the honeymoon while waiting for Jace. They were going to Alicante for a few weeks and Clary was really excited. If anything, she packed too much. Usually Clary didn't worry so much, something she got used to, being a Shadowhunter, but marrying Jace was a whole different story. Her nerves were constantly dancing the salsa.
Jace came home soon after he texted. He had a large bag full of mangos and another bag with other ingredients. He set them down on the kitchen counter and went to Clary, who was in the living room, to plant a kiss on her cheek.
"So, are we ready to cook?" he asked.
"I guess so," Clary replied.
"Izzy wanted to come help us."
"Oh no, the wedding is RUINED."
"I told her no, don't worry. The last thing we need is bad mango chutney."
"Okay, okay, let's get started."
Making a dip was harder than Clary thought it would be. In the end it tasted good though. At least that was one problem solved. Hopefully the rain would stop...
"CLARY!!" It was her mom Jocelyn. Clary looked out her window to see her in Luke's truck shouting for her to get in. Clary realized that she was half an hour late for the carpool with her mom to go to the farmhouse. She was about to rush out when Jace spoke:
"Leaving without a good bye... and in your pajamas?"
"Sorry, sorry. Next time I see you, I'll be in my wedding dress!"
"I can't wait, don't forget I love you."
"I love you too, Jace."
Clary ran down the stairs of the building and jumped into the truck. She slammed the door shut as her mother already started to drive off. They were silent for a while until Jocelyn gave her a wide smile. Once again, Clary was struck at how beautiful her mother was. She and Clary had the same physical features, like their bright red hair, but they still looked very different from the other.
"I thought you'd be angry at me," Clary pointed out, confused.
"Why?" Jocelyn wondered.
"I'm super late."
"It's your wedding day, how could I be mad? Besides, I understand that your morning was rushed."
"Thanks, so, what are we doing first?"
"We're going to the farmhouse to check out all the decorations and then we'll get you dressed."
"But it's RAINING. How are we suppose to have a reception outside?"
"It'll blow over. If not, we'll have it inside."
"That's what Jace said."
"Well, you should trust him, especially since you're marrying him."
"How are you not freaking out about everything?" Clary demanded.
"I'm not the bride."
