Clary lay listening to Jace's heart, the one constant in her life. His arms were wrapped around her protectively. Every time she attempted to move, he would draw her closer to him. She could see the moon still in the sky even though the blackness was fading into the beautiful hues of morning. She desperately wanted this moment to last forever. She knew today was the day that everything was going to change. She was going to have to the unthinkable, kill her own son and her brother if she was able.
"Clary, close your eyes…" Jace murmured, "it's too early to be awake."
She smiled, "Usually it's me that's complaining, this is a nice change."
He opened his beautiful gold eyes. Clary turned so she could gaze into them. "Clary, you still need to rest." He admonished, "you're not fully healed yet."
"I'm all right Jace, truly." She said.
"Well I'm not," He said. "I just want to live our lives in peace."
She kissed him gently. "I know, I want that too; it seems like we're not allowed to have the peace everyone else has."
"Once this is over," Jace said. "We will."
She heard footfalls on the wood. Jace sat up quickly grabbing his trousers from beside him and yanking them on. "Stay here." He ordered.
Clary quickly pulled a seraph blade from her discarded jacket. Jace crawled over to the tarp that was hanging in the doorway.
"It's Alec and Magnus," He whispered standing up. He grabbed his shirt and jacket off the floor and disappeared through the doorway.
