Three years down the line.. Clary thought to herself. Now she was 19 and ready to face the truth. After some pretty traumatic and devastating years, Clary thought back to the day it all began.

***flashback***

"Jace?" Clary called.
"Yeah, what's up?" Jace replied.
"I need you to come and help me get this suitcase down. My weak muscles don't even compare to your rock hard abs and biceps." Clary laughed. She tried numerous times but no matter what, she couldn't get the god damn suitcase down. Her 5'2" really didn't come in handy in times like these.
"Why of course they don't. Look at you and then at this more gorgeous specimen. There's no comparison." Jace said walking out of the bathroom. He had changed from his black shadowhunting gear into more suitable jeans and a black short sleeved t-shirt. Clary loved it when Jace wore clothes like that; his muscles were so defined and all his Marks, new and old, were clearly visible.
"Why wear that when you know I've got to go in half an hour?" Clary raised an eyebrow and folded her arms.
"I suppose I'm showing you what you're going to miss when you're gone." Jace said grabbing Clary's folded arms and pulling her closer to him. He knew he didn't have long left before Clary went and he wanted to spend every last minute with her.
"And you're very, very tempting, but I have to go Jace; for my mom." Clary said going up on her tiptoes and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I'm going to miss you more than I've ever missed anyone, you do know that right?" Jace said inhaling her delicious scent; strawberries and vanilla, two of Jace's favourite things.
"I know, and I'm going to miss you too you know. But now you've finally made it into this century with your new phone, just call me whenever." Clary giggled. She remembered getting Jace his new phone for his last birthday and lets just say..he was definitely surprised.
"Do I really have to use that thing?" Jace moaned.
"Yes, yes you do! I didn't buy it so it could just sit in a box all day long."
"Okay, I'll use it, but only for you." He said pulling her even closer if that were even possible.
"Good. Now let me go I've got to pack before my mom gets here." She said kissing his cheek.
"Fine. But you're going to regret going." He said letting her go.
"I'm sure I will." Clary replied.

And the packing was finally done. It didn't take Clary long but all the time she was packing she felt as if she were forgetting something.
"Forgetting something?" A clear, identifiable voice spoke as if reading her mind.
"Isabelle, is that you?" Clary asked.
"Of course it is! You don't think I'd let you leave without giving you a goodbye present did you?" Isabelle said waking over to Clary.
"No of course I didn't, this is you were talking about Izzy!" Clary said picking up her suitcase off of her bed.
"Well yeah, that's true. Anyway, here's your gift." Isabelle said passing the present over to Clary. Clary started opening it but Isabelle quickly stopped her.
"You can't open it now! You have to wait until your in Idris. Promise me Clary that you'll wait?" Isabelle said half yelling giving her the puppy dog eyes at the end.
"Okay fine! I'll wait." Clary said putting the present into her rucksack.
"Good! You're going to love it. Now come here I need one last hug." Isabelle practically forced Clary into a hug but Clary accepted and wrapped her arms around her.
"Call me when you get a chance." Isabelle said sounding as if she was going to cry.
"I will." Were Clary's last words to everyone's question before she left with her mom.