This is just a fluffy fanfic about what would happen if there was no war. I know this is used often but those are my favorite types of fanfics to read so I figured I would write my own! Rated T just to be safe!

Or maybe I'm looking towards the south. Past the farms and the sweet tea into Mexico and Latin America. Perhaps the cardinal directions don't apply. Maybe we don't look north, or south, east or west. Perhaps we look forward, into the future. Or we look back into the past. Maybe some people have stopped looking all together. Maybe others don't know what they're looking for.

Set after Clockwork Prince, the Shadowhunters are out of their depth as Mortmain makes his next move. Everything isn't as it seems, and Tessa isn't the only one faced with a heartbreaking decision to make. In the end, will she chose Jem, or Will? Or is her heart too torn to truly love either? This is my first fanfic, so please review! Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare owns the series.

Wanda, Ian, Jared, Mel, Sunny and Kyle go out on a raid for medical and food supplies when a suspicious alarm goes off in the medical building. Wanda is forced to do something that tears her and Ian apart, leaving them both broken and bleeding.