Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction (technically it's my second, but I got rid of the first one after like 4 chapters). I'm writing a Clary x Raphael fanfiction, cause really there aren't a lot of them out there, and it's an interesting ship. This is currently rated T but might change to M in the future, I'm not really sure. If it does, I will have a warning in the relevant chapter.

So yeah this is set after CoHF, and the summary really sums most of it up.

A couple notes :
- Raphael's not dead (not gone from the world dead at least)
- Simon is a shadowhunter
- Max is still alive (he won't really be a big part, maybe not at all, but he's there)
- There will be a couple sentences in spanish along the story. I'll have some sort of symbol next to the phrase and then at the end of the story will be the same symbol along with the translation.

Also, there's almost definitely gonna be a lot of inconsistency from the books, because I literally remember very little. The last time I read them was about 2-3 years ago, and I have a trash memory. So yeah please just ignore all the details I get wrong hopefully there won't be too many. If it's a massive mistake, please tell me so I can fix it.

That is all. Hopefully you enjoy it :)

Disclaimer : I do not own any of the characters or TMI. Also I don't own the cover image either.
(On a side note, I don't like the representation of Raphael in the Shadowhunters TV Series. He is supposed to have curly hair and you know... is hotter. The cover image is sort of similar to what I imagine him as, except with longer hair.)

Chapter One : Big Endings and Little Beginnings

Clary was in Spanish Harlem. More specifically, right in front of Hotel Dumort. Her breath came out in little puffs and her face was slightly red due to the biting cold, not to mention because of the endless tears that had only stopped in the last 5 minutes. It was around 10pm and Clary wasn't entirely sure why or how she ended up here. All she remembered was running out of the institute, her heart clenched in pain and her feet leading her somewhere, anywhere, just away from Jace.

2 Hours Ago
It was quite dark by the time Clary arrived at the institute, laughing at a stupid joke Magnus had made, her hands full of shopping bags, as so were Isabelle's and Magnus'. The three of them had spent the entire day buying clothes, makeup and accessories for the incoming Shadow World's Ball in the next two weeks. It was being held to recognize the success of the merging of Downworlders and Nephilim, after the Downworlders had gained four seats in the Clave. Everyone who was anyone was invited and going to the Ball.

Obviously, considering this was such a big occasion, Magnus and Isabelle could not pass up the opportunity to shop. They had managed to drag Clary along, but only cause she was secretly willing and excited to get her dress. When they tried to convince Jace and Alec, all they got were some irritated words about "needing to train" and "waste of time if we shop".

Clary had tried to talk more to Jace but he had shrugged her off, with an annoyed look on his face. She brushed it off, thinking that he was just having a moody day, but if she was being honest, Jace had been acting withdrawn for the past couple weeks.

Now back at the institute, Clary, Magnus and Isabelle entered to find Alec and Simon sitting on the couch, watching some film about sparkling vampires. Simon seemed to be either on the verge of crying or bursting into laughter, or perhaps even both, whereas Alec just looked exasperated. Placing her bags on the floor, Clary ruffled Simon's hair, getting a mere "hey!" out of him before she realised how concentrated he was on the film. Meanwhile, Magnus and Isabelle also dumped their bags and then sat next to their partners, paying attention to the stupid movie. Clary sighed and was about to pick up her bags and go to her room when Alec finally spoke.

"I think Jace is still in the training room, Clary," he mumbled just audibly enough, without taking his eyes off the screen.

"Thank you!" she replied, smiling slightly and then making her way to the training room.

As Clary walked, she could hear the unmistakeable sounds of knives hitting a target as well as someone running around. She opened the door to the training room and walked in, noticing how focused Jace was. It looked like he had been training non-stop ever since she had left, his body glistening with sweat, and his hair adorably messy. He seemed to shine, the lights reflecting off his bare chest. Clary observed all of this while walking to a desk where Jace's phone, shirt and towel were placed, and sitting down on the chair. The sound and movement of the chair sliding back caught his eye and he noticed Clary. Placing down the knives, he walked over, grabbing the towel.

"Hey," he muttered, staring down at the floor while cleaning off the sweat from his body.

"Hey there," Clary replied, unsure why her boyfriend looked so uncomfortable.

"How are you?" he asked, still avoiding eye contact.

"What's wrong with us, Jace?" Clary blurted out, unable to control herself. Jace seemed so awkward and they could barely have a conversation.

"Clary, I…," he started, his head still down, "I think we should take a break in this relationship."

"What?" Clary said, stunned. She couldn't believe what she had just heard, that she and Jace were going have to this conversation.

"It's just that, we haven't been really… clicking lately and our relationship doesn't seem as strong…" he said, trailing off.

Just then, a notification popped up on the phone lying on the desk.

When are you coming over? Don't tell me I'm going to have to sleep alone on our one month anniversary.

With a shock, Clary realised that it was Jace's phone. Something unexplained boiled up inside of her.

"Yeah, you're right, our relationship isn't as strong as before, and I know why," Clary said strongly, anger clearly lined in her voice. Her eyes were still on the notification on his phone.

Jace followed her line of sight and his eyes widened slightly as he realised what she had seen.

"Clary, it's not because of th-," Jace started before being cut off.

"I can't believe I trusted you," Clary said, in a deathly quiet voice. Her throat was starting to close up and she could feel the tears coming.

Jace said nothing, his eyes still not meetings hers.

"I LOVED YOU," Clary yelled, standing up suddenly, sending the chair flying backwards. "YOU KNOW WHAT? HOW ABOUT INSTEAD OF TAKING A BREAK, WE JUST END THIS RIGHT HERE? I'M SURE YOUR ONE-MONTH GIRLFRIEND WOULD LOVE THAT."

At this, he finally made eye contact, but Clary wished he hadn't. His eyes were filled with pain and regret, and even tears.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly, his voice cracking slightly.

"So this is the end?" Clary whispered, her eyes staring into his, slightly pleading.

A tear trickled down his cheek and he nodded.

That nod broke Clary.

"Goodbye, Jace," she said softly.

And as tears started streaming down her face, she ran out the doors of the training room, and the institute, into the cold night air, just vaguely noticing the others calling after her.

Back at Hotel Dumort
Clary was still standing and staring at Hotel Dumort ten minutes later, now thinking that it was a bad idea to come here. She was freezing, wearing only a peach tank top and skinny jeans. She wish she had a jacket or anything warm really, to cover up her arms. She was just making her mind up to leave, since she didn't really want to die of pneumonia, when she noticed something on one of the wall of the hotel.

Oh those bastards, was Clary's first thought.

There, hidden by a couple of boxes was very clearly a door. She assumed nobody apart from the clan knew about it, considering nobody ever lasted for long enough outside the hotel to notice the door, without having their throat ripped out first. Obviously, Clary was worried about getting the blood drained out of her by some thirsty vampires, but right then she was too hurt to let that worry consume her, and instead was being rather reckless. She made her way towards the door and started lifting and moving the boxes out of the way. Surprisingly, they were rather light.

Huh, I guess they really didn't worry about someone finding this entrance, she thought, slightly irritated. All these years, everyone who had tried to contact the clan hadn't realised there was such an easy route in, and the vampires hadn't shared that information either. Bastards indeed, they were.

After moving all the boxes, Clary pushed down on the cobweb covered handle, slightly leaning against the door, and to her annoyance, it swung wide open. She wasn't entirely sure why this easy entrance bothered her so much, so she just put down her uneasiness due to the fact that she was sort of breaking into a vampire hotel. Again.

Clary took a step into the hotel, holding her stele firmly in her hand, but then immediately stepped backwards. The wrecked bottom floor, covered in dust and cobwebs and the slight coppery scent of blood had just made her realise how stupid she was being.

Entering a hotel with hundreds of vampires? What the hell is wrong with me? She thought, sighing.

She then eased the door shut, not wanting to attract any attention and was about to walk away without placing the boxes in front of the door again, when some stupid urge made her do exactly that. She guessed that she did respect their privacy, and also didn't want some vampire after her for revealing their entrance.

After barricading the door, Clary stepped back, scanning Hotel Dumort once more and turned around, ready to go to either Magnus' or Simon's house, even if they were at the institute. However before she could take a single step. A sound from the shadows made her whip around ridiculously fast, her heartbeat accelerating.

"Well, well, well," a familiar, slightly-accented voice drawled, "Esto es inesperado."*

Clary's eyes took a moment to adjust in the dark, and when they did, her heartbeat sped up even more. There he was, leaning against the wall, with a slightly amused expression on his face.

"What are you doing here so late at night, hermosa?"

*This is unexpected.

I hope you guys liked it :)
I would really appreciate it if you guys reviewed with what you liked and constructive criticism.
The next chapter will probably be up sometime in the next 2 days.

Thank you for reading and until next time,
xoxo Mystery Girl