Here we go. Not the end, but pretty damn close. Review? It will help me finish it up quicker... :) And I'm sorry it's been so long, I was busy.

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A Day Later

Magnus swept into the front hall in a cloud of glitter and Sensual Amber body spray. "Good morning!" he called out in a singsong voice, greeting a thoroughly exhausted-looking Will who sat alone in a small room off the hall.

"Shut up," Will muttered darkly.

"Do you know where Tessa is?"

"Probably still in my bed."

"Okay, I– wait," Magnus said cautiously, squinting at the dark-haired Shadowhunter boy. "Is she okay?"

"Might have some bruises."

"Yeah, I get it, you're a stud. I kind of need her. Get her for me?"

"I'm here, Magnus," she said cheerfully, walking over to him and smoothing her skirts with the palms of her hands. "What– why are you looking at me like that?"

He bobbed his eyebrows. "Have fun last night?"

She looked up at him– and there were few men she had to look up to– quizzically. "What do you mean? Did I miss something?"

"Not really. Will's been implying that you two were very naughty, but I'm guessing that's not the truth."

"You what? Will! Why in the name of God would tell him that you– that I– that we– ugh! I assure you I didn't, Magnus, and I won't in any sort of future." She glared down at Will, who was looking at her with satisfied amusement under the tired mask. "So what did you want?"

"I thought you should be the first to know. I've gotten approval and have almost finished the time Portal. All I need is for all of you to come back to my apartment and I can send you home."

"Home," she repeated wistfully.

"Home," Will agreed, his eyes glazing over.

"I'm going to go tell the others. I'll talk to you later," Magnus said as he trotted off to find Charlotte. When he was out of sight, Tessa rounded on Will.

"I can't believe you told him that we were together like that! Oh, Lord, if he tells Jem…"

He laughed throatily and pulled her onto his lap, kissing the skin where her neck met her shoulder. "We didn't do anything, so why are you so concerned?"

She sighed, closing her eyes. "Because if everyone thinks we did…"

"Look, anyone who knows me won't doubt it, but anyone who knows you even a little knows that you would never, not when you barely know me. You, my love, have more upstanding morals than myself."

She bit her lip, but opened her eyes and searched his face as though memorizing it. "But we almost…" she whispered.

"But we didn't. You stopped me. Come on, we'd better go to breakfast or they'll all get suspicious. Don't worry, no one will be any the wiser as to what did or did not happen last night."

She stood up and waited while he dragged himself to his feet. "What were you doing in this little room, anyway? Why didn't you just go to breakfast?"

"Too many people. I'm tired and I was not in the mood to listen to that many people all talking at once. Magnus just happened to notice me on his way by." He took her hand and led her to the kitchen, where Magnus was complaining loudly.

"–Thrashing about like a pair of eels, I didn't have any warning at all, just walked in and saw you two going at it…" He saw Tessa and Will out of the corner of his eye. "All I wanted to do was find Charlotte or Maryse, but I had to see these two…"

"'Thrashing about like a pair of eels'?" Jace repeated incredulously. "Where do you get this stuff?"

"Harry Potter," he said defensively, looking distinctly ruffled as Clary dissolved into laughter.

"Harry… Potter…" she gasped in between giggles. "You read mundane books about magic… You're a warlock!"

Will looked between the three of them confusedly before shrugging and grabbing the loaf of bread from the counter. "Since no one has decided to make breakfast, I'll have to feed myself."

"How awful, having to make your own toast," Jace said in mock sympathy. "Tell me, is it terribly hard?"

"Not nearly as hard as my fist," Will replied mildly. They had all been through so much together that he didn't have the heart to be truly cruel to Jace anymore.

"Your head, you mean," Jem added, strolling in with Isabelle and Maryse.

"Jem, when I want your opinion I shall ask for it."

"I can't wait forever," the boy said with an amicable shrug. "You're making toast? Make me some."

"Maryse, I've made the Portal. They'll all be going home tonight," Magnus murmured to her.

Maryse's hands flew to her mouth. "You're sure? Oh, I need to get Charlotte and Henry. I'll be right back. They'll all be leaving," she added to herself, sounding almost saddened at the thought. She returned in a few minutes, and the looks on Charlotte and Henry's faces told Magnus that Maryse had told them the news.

"We can finally get back to normal," Charlotte said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, all right? It was an accident, I didn't mean for anything to happen this way!" Henry cried.

Everyone who heard looked at him and softened. They all knew Henry never meant to screw up, he just… did. Often. They loved him anyway, but he was far from malignant. He never wanted to hurt anyone.

"Oh, Henry," Charlotte sighed. "We know it was an accident. We don't blame you, and this was actually incredibly fascinating." She smiled up at her husband, his face in that sad-puppy state under his ginger hair. He smiled hesitantly back.

Jem shrugged and turned away from the moment Henry and Charlotte were sharing. Tessa and Will were playfully discussing something in muffled voices, and Clary was running her hands through Jace's blonde hair while Jace smiled lazily, his eyes half-lidded.

"Kind of makes you sick, doesn't it?" a female voice said from Jem's left. He looked over in surprise to see Isabelle, looking bored and faintly nauseated. "The fluffy romance stuff, I mean."

"It's sweet," Jem said softly, perhaps a bit longingly. "That they're so happy, I mean. All of them."

"I guess I'm just jealous."

"I thought you were seeing someone… Simon?"

She groaned. "Simon… He's nice enough, but not quite what I'm looking for. Hey, I'm only sixteen. I can't be expected to settle down now anyway, no one our age can."

"What if you don't have time to settle down? I envy them for their love and their belief that they have forever, honestly. I wish…"

"You wish you could settle now, but you can't, because you're young and no one takes you seriously. Plus it must be hard to find someone who can look past your… illness." No one had ever said Izzy wasn't blunt, and she was. Jem appreciated her honesty.

"Exactly. I'm glad to see someone understands."

She patted his shoulder. "I hope you do find someone, you know. You're a really great guy."

Jem smiled. "Thank you. Good luck for you, too. I can't say I know you all that well, but you seem pleasant enough. Any man would be lucky to have you." He looked down at the Voyance rune on his hand, examining it and pretending the moment wasn't awkward.

"Thanks. I gotta go," she said quickly, ruffling Jem's hair and checking the time on her phone. "I think I might give Simon another chance."

"You should. He can't be worse than Will, and he's happy."

Isabelle laughed. "I like that you guys, like, jab at each other and don't even care. It's great. See you!" Without another word she dashed out of the kitchen in the direction of the front door.

Jem took the momentary peace to look around. Everyone was talking and laughing. No one was yelling, no one was fighting, no one had punched anyone yet, though it was early. Magnus had mysteriously disappeared and Alec had never shown up, which Jem found amusing suspicious. They were happy in their own way, were they not? Was everyone not happy in their own way? No, he wasn't in love, and no, he didn't have a girl that loved him the way Tessa loved Will, but Tessa loved him in some way, didn't she? Will cared for him in his own way, Charlotte and Henry were like older siblings, perhaps even parents, and even the 21st century Shadowhunters were friendly to him.

So, no, I am not happy like they are. But I am happy in my own way, which is good enough for me.