Jace looked at Clary trying to communicate his message through his eyes. They were not parabatai, but could understand each other as if they were. He saw the relization that lit up her eyes. He remembered the first time they had found their place.

Celine had been at a council meeting. She had told him he could go wherever he pleased, as long as he was back on time and didn't cause any problems. This was more responsibility than kids his age usually got, but he would never let his mother down. He had gotten bored at the house and decided to walk over to the Morgenstern's manor.

"Clary? Are you there?" he whispered, while knocking on her window. Jace had climbed up the tree next to her window, to get her attention.

"What do you want, Jace?" Clary questioned.

"Let's go exploring," Jace said. He then explained hes genius idea of going to explore the Brocelind Forest.

"I'll go, but only under one condition. If we get in any trouble whatsoever it's all on you. I'll spill all the dirt I have on you."

"What dirt?" Jace normally wouldn't normally try to provoke Clary, but since she had already agreed to his play, he wouldn't mind having a little fun.

"Remember the time we went to the pond?" she asked with a smug expression. He shuddered at the memory. The pond wasn't one of his fondest memories. He had been six at the time of the incident. When Celine and Jocelyn had suggested taking the kids to the pond, he hadn't realized that the pond meant ducks. Caught in his thoughts, he forgot he was sitting in a tree and promptly fell off the branch he was sitting on. "Another great moment for the spectacular Jace Herondale," he heard Clary say between laughs. She gracefully flipped out of her window, a skill that they had been practicing at the academy.

"Come on then. If you don't want to get caught we are going to have to be back soon," he said, his enthusiasm quickly restored. He grabbed her hand, and half dragged her to the Brocelind forest.

It was dark by the time they got there, but Jace knew Celine would understand. He didn't know much about her childhood, but he knew that Celine's father had been very protective of her. She didn't want to treat her own son that way. Suddenly, he saw a glowing light that cut through the darkness. "Clary! Come here!" he yelled excitedly. He ran over to where the light was coming from, with Clary following close behind. He stared down at the source of light. A small patch of flowers grew with an unearthly light coming from their petals. It was more beautiful than anything he had ever seen. He looked over at Clary to see her matching expression of awe.

Clary and Jace laid in this same spot. They were laying in the grass and watching the stars. Their hands were linked, as Jace pointed out various constellations and stars.

"That's the north star. It's supposed to be the most beautiful star in the world, but..." he trailed off.

"But, what?" Jace was more of a person to go off on long, sarcastic tangents,not stop in the middle of a sentence.

"But, I think that position belongs to another star." He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you, Clarissa Morgenstern," he whispered in her ear.

"For how long?"she said quietly. She regretted it the second she saw the expression on his face. It was one of pure hurt. "Jace, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that shadowhunters die young. You can't promise me forever, because one day you might go on a hunt and never come back."

"You're right. I can't promise you forever, but I can promise that as long as I live, my heart will belong to you," Jace replied. She smiled and kissed him.

They stayed there a while longer. They watched as the medianox bloomed and more stars came out. Finally,they left. Jace made sure Clary got in all right before heading back to his home. He softly padded into the Herondale manor. He was surprised to see that his mother was still awake.

"Jace, you are old enough now to know. There's something I've not been telling you." Celine said this all quietly while looking down at her feet. Jace saw a small tear drip down her face. Out of the shadows stepped three figures.


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