Clary woke up, her head aching. She was really hungover from the night before, and she barely remembered anything, except that Jace was there, and Simon- she shot up from her bed, searching on her nightstand for her stele. How did she know what a stele was? She didn't remember quite what it was supposed to do, but she knew it would help. She ran to her bathroom to get some water. She got a glass out, and she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked ragged and rough, she had slept in her makeup. Her eyes made their way to her neck, and she dropped her glass. Her hand touched her neck, where she saw a tattoo, no, not a tattoo, a rune. An iratze rune. She went looking for her phone, and put in a phone number. Simon's phone number. He picked up. "Simon!" She yelled into her phone, she wasn't surprised he was alive. It felt strange. "Cl-clary?" He said. "Simon, what's going on? You're alive. You're a- you're a vampire!" She yelled. Why didn't she feel insane for knowing that? Memories poured into her head, they kept telling her things, and a part of her felt so relieved. Finally, the lost memories returned. "I am. Clary, what do you know?" Clary looked back in the mirror, and she saw another rune appear. "I-i need to go, Simon. I remember." Those words meant everything. She remembered the shadow world. She was a shadowhunter. The institute, Jace. "Simon, meet me at the institute." She said, right before hanging up. She felt her runes reappearing. She was so happy.
Clary ran into the institute, hoping that nobody would see her just yet. She ran quickly into her old room, which had boxes full of her old stuff. She looked through the boxes, until she found a very precious, old, case. It wasn't just a cardboard box, it was the box with her stele. She used her stele, which instantly cured her hangover. She heard some voices down the hall, so she backed away from the door. "I don't know, Iz, but she said to meet her here, she said she remembers. She knows that I'm a vampire." Simon's voice. "She's back. Jace will be so happy. I know we saw her last night, but she can remember us now." Izzy. Clary smiled. Isabelle was her best female friend in the world. She missed Izzy so much, and she hoped that Izzy missed her too. Clary realised how creepy it was that she was listening to their conversation, so she decided to reveal herself to them. She left her room, and immediately got hugged by Simon. "Clary! I've missed you! There's so much I need to tell you!" Izzy pulled Simon from Clary's embrace. "We need to tell you." she said, just before hugging her. "Wow, guys, um-" Clary realised that she was crying. "The-the memories are all um, still flooding in, but I feel like there was this part of my brain that was like blocked off, and a little piece of me was like screaming, trying to get out, and...it did." She smiled at both of them, then she immediately thought of Jace. "Where's Jace?" she asked. "Oh, early morning mission." Izzy said.
"Without you? You, Alec, and Jace are always out together! Three come in, three come out."
"Um, well, Alec isn't here right now, he's in Alicante. He's the
"What? That's so great for him! And why aren't you on the mission?"
"Who do you think runs the Institute?"
Clary smiled at Izzy, "Aw! Iz, that's great!"
"Izzy is great at it, um, so...do you want to become a shadowhunter again?" Simon asked nervously, he put his hand on his neck. Clary didn't even know why he would think that she wouldn't.
"Simon, what did I tell you in Edom, before we destroyed it?"
Simon smiled. "That you wouldn't trade the shadow world for anything."
"I meant it. The mundane world isn't my world." She said, and Simon and Izzy both smiled at her. Clary felt like she was at home. For the first time in a long time, she felt happy.