Clary awoke to the soft winter light coming thru her window in the institute; she wished she could pick up her sketch pad and draw it, with blues and gold's. As if aware of her thoughts, a sharp banging at the door swept her out of her reverie.

"Clary, come on we need to get you ready" Came Isabelle's sharp voice from the hallway.

"Coming" Clary groaned, since the battle at the Seventh site 2 months ago Luke and Clary's mom had decided to continue with their plans of getting married.

"We need to get back to normal" Luke had said, "We can't just wait for Sebastian to attack"

So for the last month and a half they had been vigorously planning and preparing for the big day!

Clary groaned and slipped out of bed, the cold floor hitting her bare feet, and making her shiver. She walked to the bathroom quickly changing into a blue t-shirt and jeans. After breakfast, Isabelle hurried Clary into her bedroom.

"Sit down" Isabelle ordered.

Clary shot a distasteful look at the glittery pink vanity table, but did as she was told. For the next hour Clary sat there as Izzy applied copious amounts of makeup and hairspray.

"Ok that should do it" said Isabelle.

Clary looked cautiously in the mirror and let out a startled gasp, she hardly recognized the girl staring back at her. She had large, deep green eyes with slightly pink cheeks and elegantly arched eyebrows; her fiery red hair was done in loose, tame curls with the front pieces pulled back with sparkling gold pins to match her dress.

"Do you like it?" Isabelle said, clapping her hands together.

"Wow, Iz"

"Thought so, now the dress!" Isabelle chirped.

Isabelle bounced over to the bed where she had lain out the bridesmaid dress; it was knee length, and mint green with a chiffon overly of the same color. The waist was accentuated with a sparkling gold belt. The top of the dress also had the chiffon overlay and was a one shoulder strap, the same as the brides dress.

"Lovely" Isabelle exclaimed over the dress as she finished zipping it up.

Clary walked over to the closet and slipped on her matching gold flats, She grabbed her crème sweater to wear outside.

"K, bye Iz I need to get to the wedding" Clary said.

"Alright" She replied "Say hello to Simon for me"

Clary rolled her eyes.

"Sure thing, do you want him to pick you up in an hour for the ceremony?" asked Clary.

"No that's ok I'll come with Jace and Alec," replied Isabelle.

A little jolt of something went thru Clary at hearing his name. She hadn't really seen him since the silent brothers had forbidden it due to Jace is condition, Clary of course hadn't planned to keep that rule but Jace had encouraged it saying it was for the best. Clary knew it was because Jace didn't want to hurt her with the Heavenly Fire, but she still missed the feel of his arms around her when they hugged or the beat of his heart when they kissed. They had the occasional awkward hallway moment or a meeting in the library to discuss Sebastian's possible plans with representatives from the Clave. However, other than that she never did see him.

All these thoughts swirled thru her head as she entered the elevator that would take her down to the lobby of the institute. She heard the faint ding as the door opened to reveal the polished stone floor of the old church; she stepped thru the doors and walked soundlessly towards the door. She heard the faint sound of a muffled bang and possibly a muffled cry. She stopped dead in her tracks and listened but heard nothing more, just the sound of the elevators doors closing.

Clary walked out and spotted Simons "new" truck he had just purchased. That is to say if you consider a 1990 ford truck new.

"Hey Simon" Clary said as she slid into the front seat of his truck, wrinkling her nose at the faint scent of cigarette smoke that stayed in the vehicle from the previous owner. He nodded his head in greeting.

"So….. ready" Clary questioned? Luke had asked Simon to be best man, Simon had said yes of course, but because of this they had to have the wedding in a hotel lobby, instead of a church.

Simon just smiled nervously.

Clary continued chattering, Simon only responded with nodding and facial expressions. After about half an hour Clary started to feel annoyed. She stopped talking and looked out the window. They were in what looked to be a small rundown park, there was no one around and Clary got the oddest sense of panic.

"Umm… Simon are we lost, the area by the hotel for sure doesn't look like this" Clary said.

Simon abruptly stopped the car and got out.

"Simon!?" Clary said, slightly alarmed.

Clary opened her door and jumped out of her seat onto the cracked pavement. Watching confused as he lifted the tonneau cover up, lying in the bed of the truck was a figure with messed curly brown hair, thick rimmed glasses and wearing a black tux, it was Simon.

"What on earth?" Clary gasped, she looked up from the Simon in the truck to where the other Simon had been standing. He was gone, she rushed over to the tailgate, just as she reached to open it there was a low chuckle from behind, she felt something cold and sharp press in her back.

"So nice to see you sister"

She knew that voice, it haunted her nightmares. Sebastian!