Thanks so much to Misskelly, Chloeandaleklover113, Guest, Docloverm, and chapiggy for reviewing and telling me to go on with the story! By the Angel, I know its been awhile, but there's been a LOT going on but finally, here's an update!
Note: Here, Izzy and Clary are parabatai because I'm surprised that it hasn't happened yet and Sebastian is just a regular Shadowhunter. No demon blood whatsoever.
"What in the name of Raziel, do you mean by 'this is the last time we'll ever see you'?", Isabelle shouted back.
"Exactly what you think it means, Izzy," Jace responded. "I'm leaving tonight after Magnus erases Clary's memory. Now, if any of you tell Clary about me or even mention me when she's in the same room, I promise that I will never come back."
"You realize that you're her trainer and that she needs you right?", Alec asked.
"Maryse got her a new one. Some guy named Sebastian or something. I want you two to go contact Simon, Jocelyn, Luke and any others and tell them not to mention me. Clary deserves at least a last look at my attractiveness and a goodbye before she forgets. Now go."
Jace walked into the Infirmary and found Magnus sitting by Clary.
"Are you ready to this or not?" Magnus asked.
"Let me say goodbye."
"Fine. Call me when you need me." Magnus got up from the chair he was sitting in and left the room. As soon as he left, Clary's eyes fluttered open.
"Jace?"
"Hey." He walked closer to her and perched on a corner of the bed.
"What happened? Why am I in the Infirmary?"
"I...don't know."
"That's okay. Just as long as you're here, I'll be fine never knowing," she replied while leaning into him. Then, she felt his lips meet hers. She already knew the feeling of when they kissed, they had done it many times after all, but every time it felt new to her. He made her happy to be alive and she always tried to return those feelings right back to him. She then gave the kiss more passion than ever before and showed him all the love she had for him. This was where she belonged: in Jace's strong and sturdy arms that she knew would always catch her if she fell. She never wanted him to leave. She never wanted to let go of him, no matter what.
A few minutes or centuries later, they finally broke the kiss. I'm going to miss this, Jace thought, but she needs to forget. "Magnus!", Jace called.
"Why are you calling Magnus?" Clary asked.
"Because," Jace began. "This is the last time you'll ever see me, I'm leaving the Institute tonight."
"What?" He looked into her green eyes that were now getting watery.
"I'm sorry, Clary. But it needs to be this way." Magnus sauntered in, his purple velvet cloak flowing behind him. "Magnus is going to make you forget everything about me."
"What? No!" Clary began struggling, but Jace could see that she was still too weak, hurt, and exhausted to put up much a of a fight as she normally would have.
"Listen to me Clary, I love you. I always will."
"Then why do this to me?"
"It's for the best."
"No it's not! Jace!"
She then stopped struggling and sobbing because Magnus had begun the spell. There was no going back.
It pained Isabelle to hear the sobs of her parabatai. But she knew what would happen if she interfered. As Magnus performed the spell, Jace walked out of the Infirmary.
"Jace, are you still sure you want to do this?", she asked.
"It's too late now, Izzy. There's no going back."
A few minutes later, Magnus finally walked out of the Infirmary. Isabelle chose that moment to walk in and check on her parabatai. She walked in and found Clary sitting upright in her bed.
"Hey, Izzy!"
"Hey, Clary. How are you feeling?"
"Better now."
"What did Jace say to you before the spell?"
"Spell? What spell? And who in the name of Raziel, is Jace?"
Jace overheard the conversation between Izzy and Clary. It worked. The spell worked. Jace then ran to his room, shoved a bunch of clothes, his gear, and books into a duffel bag, headed to the Weapons room, grabbed a couple seraph blades, sensors, witchlights, and daggers, and walked back to his room to make sure he didn't forget anything. But his room didn't look like his room. Now, it looked like any room in the Institute with the exception of two things he left on the dresser: the Herondale dagger and two steles; one of them the one he always used and the other one his spare. He went down into the Institute lobby and grabbed the door knob. As he opened the door, he felt something fall behind him, but he didn't turn around or pick it up. Instead, he left the Institute and began heading to his next stop: The City of Bones.
There's no more going back! She forgot! I hope it wasn't freakishly short! Reviews are aaaaaaaaall appreciated!
