Hello everyone! So this is my first fanfiction eva, hope u like it...

I know the chapter is kinda short, but it's basically the intro, don't worry the next chapters will be longer!

xoxoxo

- Imagine forever

Clary's POV

I was happy. For once in the past couple of months—wait no- probably for the last couple of years I was smiling, the feeling was pure. I felt at home under the fire works, under Jace's arm. No more secrets, no more betrayal. The display was continual, until midnight, with wine, food dancing and music. A night of celebration, and an evening of remembrance. We had lost so many Shadow Hunters, young and old.

The city would not be back to the normal routine tomorrow morning. Everyone would mourn for their lost ones, the Clave had to choose new members, and then there was the matter of Simon's two new love interests, Maia and Isabelle. Isabelle was staring longingly at Simon's arm around Maia. Score one for Maia I thought and chuckled. The soft rumble of laughter through my body was enough to catch Jace's attention.

"What?" he whispered in my ear.

"I was just thinking about Simon and the extra attention he'll get"

Jace smiled and turned his head back to the show. I couldn't help but marvel at the scene before me:

The square clearing in Alicante was lit up with luminous bright lights; a band was playing soft classical music. A number of people were dancing in the square, including my mom and Luke. My mother looked stunning. Her redish brown hair piled up atop her head. She wore a pin that resembled the rune of Peace in her hair, and a broche that was pinned in her midsection that brought the peach coloured fabric up into place. Her eyes were closed and a smile of pure love was splayed across her lips. I pressed my lips together and looked up to see Jace's eyes pinned on mine.

"I take it you want to dance" he told me.

I nodded my laughter jingled across the clearing. I wasn't afraid of my clumsiness this time, I just wanted to go and enjoy myself, I was tired of worrying, I was tired of fear, I was tired of lies and secrets. I'm only so big, it's not like I can fill my tiny body with unhappiness.

I laced my fingers together around Jace's neck and his artist's hands made their place on my hips.

The songs played through for hours, or it could've been days, time seemed to be at lost. It was the scream that jostled us back to reality. At first I hoped that it was just some part of my mind replaying a scene from the battle, subconsciously. But the sound was a scream of untainted fear, and I'd been fighting long enough to know the difference.

This was the scream that had brought all my previous worries and fears alive again.