- It is too early to get up.- thinks Clary, as she wakes up, suddenly and without any reason. It must be about five A.M. and she's simply exhausted because they spent whole night on chasing Ravener demon across Brooklyn. That wasn't exactly relaxing activity and when they finally came back, they just draw some iratzes and went straight to bed, too tired to even say ''Goodnight''.
So, she should just go back to sleep, but she isn't able to do this. She lays and feels sunrays on her bare skin, along with Jace's calm and regular breath. Their legs are tangled and his arm is around her waist. They hold hands and he buries his mouth between her neck and shoulder. They are used to sleep like this: curled as near as possible, as if they wanted to be part of each other body.
Clary feels strange urge to look at him, even though she knows his face better than her own. She slowly opens her eyes and notices only gold. Sun entered their room and filled it: covered white walls, brown floor and their things with golden-gleaming spots. From the window she can see early New York- quieter and calmer than ever before. Streets are nearly empty and sun is reflecting in glass skyscrapers. She watches this spectacle silently and she is simply thrilled, until she realizes that she doesn't feel Jace's warm breath anymore. She turns her head quickly and her mind is suddenly full of memories about Lilith and Jace being this-another-Jace and other disturbing things, but he is there, here, he waked up and he is looking at her with such a tenderness and desire written on his face, that she blushes. His hair are gleaming as a golden flame and he is so beautiful, that's almost painful; he looks like an angel in a heaven's glory. Under his gaze she blossoms like a flower and she feels this amazing, golden feeling of being accepted and love and adored, as it builds in her chest. They don't speak a word, because this silence between them is nice and comforting and full with love. They talk without opening their mouth and they understand without explaining.
Then Clary lays her head down and he hugs her and they fall asleep, with images of each other covered with golden sun rays printed on their eye lids and a sudden realize that that is what happiness mean