Part Ten – This Isn't Goodbye At All

Two Weeks After the Battle

Tok! Tok! Tok!

I turned my head towards the door. The knocks in there interrupted my daydreams. For some moments I'd just looked at the sky and let my mind wander.

I saw Jace stood in front of the library door. Clearly, he knew that I wasn't aware of his presence. That was why he knocked. A teasing smile showed up in his face.

"Thinking of me?" he asked as he raised his eyebrow and moved closer toward me. His golden eyes shone brightly under the morning sun.

I knew that the heavenly fire still stayed inside his body because I could still see it through his eyes, but he told me that he'd already able to control it by now.

Jace leaned forward and kissed me lightly.

"You know everything, don't you?" I quipped as he pulled himself away. I inched, giving him a space so he could drag a chair and sat beside me, close to the huge window.

"I believe you should be in your room right now," he ignored my words and protested instead, sweeping a strand of my hair and tucked it behind my ear, "But I think it's too late to warn myself that you have an inability to follow the order, right?"

I chuckled, "You do know everything."

Then a silence fell between us.

That night, after I fainted, Isabelle was the one who saved me from the battlefield. In her opinion, I was too close to Jace and Jonathan when they started to burned.

Okay, Izzy told me that Jonathan was the one who got burned because Jace looked like he didn't feel anything when the heavenly fire burned them. It was difference for Jonathan who screamed out loud when the fire touched him.

For a moment, Isabelle thought that Jace had finally got Jonathan killed. He didn't release his grip in my brother's throat. He waited till my brother stayed still then he let go of him. at that moment, just as sudden as when it started, the fire disappeared, leaving Jace and Jonathan with no scorch at all.

For a really brief moment, they thought that it was over. They almost believed that Jonathan had already dead till my brother jumped off. He didn't try to kill Jace like he usually did. He just looked around the room with a wild gaze.

"I swear," Isabelle said when she told me about what happened that night, "Sebastian looked at us. I thought he was about to take you from me."

But that wasn't what happened then. My brother just stared at me for some moment before he grabbed his sword and jumped downstairs. He then went through the portal and disappeared.

Since that night, there was no clue at all about his whereabouts.

"He's still out there, right?" I asked Jace. I turned my face toward him so I could see straight to his face, then I added, "Jonathan, I mean."

Jace nodded without looking at me.

I sighed when I saw Jace's stern expression. I'd told him about all the things that happened to me during the time I'd spent with Jonathan, and I thought he understood why in that battle night I could turn myself into Jonathan's shield.

"He wouldn't die that easily," Jace replied. When he finally looked at me, an undefined smile played in his lips, "That's always like that, right? All of you, the Morgensterns. We'll never find you as long as you decided not to show up."

I mumbled, but didn't argued.

That night, I should have died if Magnus didn't fast enough to help me. Isabelle said she had already draw the iratze, but that rune didn't work perfectly in healing my wound. Magnus was the one who saved my life.

Maybe he just couldn't bear seeing Alec's frustration if his dagger really killed me. If that happened, maybe Alec wouldn't survive from Jace and Jonathan's anger.

"I think I do have so much fortune and luck," I smiled. Jace pulled me into his embrace, chuckling.

"I count on that, Clary Fray. I think you and I do need so much luck."

A Year After That Night…

"Are you sure we have to do this right now?!"

I heard Jace mumbled crossly as we skulked into an old building where a group of vampires did some crimes. We knew that from Izzy who got some confidential information from some trusted source.

I didn't have to explain further about who was the trusted source. However, he was following us right now from behind.

"Oh, is this the time I should begin to be panic?" Simon asked Izzy. His eyebrows lifted, "Especially when Jace begin to querying our steps."

"Oh, shut up, Vampire," from my front, Alec hissed, "Moreover, you are the one who got the information about this crime, aren't you?"

Alec was right. Simon was the one who told Izzy that a mundane had been caught and brought here. That kind of information was enough to dragged us from the wedding preparation.

And there we were, skulking into an old neglected building.

"I'm sorry this has to bother your wedding preparation, Clary," my best friend gave me a true gaze fulled with regret, "But I promise you will walk out of here alive and still look great for your ceremony."

Jace hissed fiercely to Simon. Now we were standing in a wide foyer. There was a huge stairs before us. It'd been separated into two branches. One was to the right, and the other was to the left.

"If I got my bride fall asleep in the aisle tomorrow, I will kill you and drink your blood as a substitute for wine."

Beside me, Izzy choked. I didn't know it was due to the joke, or she was disgusted imagining Jace drunk Simon's blood.

"Last time I heard," Simon mumbled in a low voice, "Vampire was the one who drinks blood."

I smirked.

Yes, tomorrow was my wedding day. The day which I had waiting for so long after Jace knelt down before me, asking me to marry him.

Don't bother asking me if I accepted it or not. That time, the only thing which prevented me from answer his proposal as fast as I could was because I ran out my breath due to my happiness.

That wasn't less romantic than my parents scene in the wood, trust me.

I could never imagine if Jace was really my brother. Maybe now I was the most unhappy girl in the world.

Strange indeed, but I was really glad that my brother was Jonathan and not Jace. Even though he made me almost killed him so many times.

Suddenly I stumbled.

"Be careful," Izzy held my hand and helped me balancing my body. I thanked her in a low voice.

"Right or left?"

From my front I heard Jace asking. He must be talking about the stairs.

"I don't want us to be separated."

I looked around and noticed that everyone was agreed with Jace. We didn't want to be separated inside this old building. Especially when we didn't know exactly the amount of those vampires.

"How about right?" Simon suggested, "You know, right always seems right."

Four gaze directed toward Simon include mine.

"What?" he asked. Returned our gaze defensively, "I'm just suggesting."

Jace made a low growl before he turned back.

"Okay, we are turning right."

We moved after Jace. Alec had prepared his bow. Isabelle grabbed her whip, while I held a tight grip on my seraph blade.

Over there, we found a huge door. Jace stood in front of it, trying to listen carefully. He frowned.

"It's so quiet in there," he said, then he pushed that door and made a single slit. Enough for us to know that there was only darkness in there.

Behind me, I heard Izzy's low laughter.

As fast as I could, I turned around.

I should have known it when Isabelle who usually so concerned about details, especially about our look, let me participated in a hunt right on the night before my wedding. In a normal condition, she would have scolded me and dragged me into my bed to get some sleep.

There was something wrong with them

But now, after I realized that, everything was too late.

"Come on!" Isabelle yelled while he dragged me. Simon and Alec were holding Jace as they pushed the door till it wide opened. They pulled us into the darkness before released us. Nervously, I seek for a hold.

"Jace!" I yelled with relieved as my hand found his. He held me tightly.

"Mikhael!" Jace exclaimed and the light of the blade shone upon three faces before us. the sword's tip almost scratch Simon's nose.

"Hey..!"

He jerked aback right when hundreds of witchlight stone illuminated the hall. It glowed from every direction and created a mysterious atmosphere.

"Happy the night before wedding!"

Cheers welcomed us as I and Jace blinked several times in surprised. Isabelle threw her coat and I found out that she had wear a tight black dress beneath it. Alec matched her with the battle clothes.

Behind the three of them, I saw Magnus, My Mother, Luke, The Lightwoods, The Penhallows, The Blacthornes, and so many others. They were all already well dressed. The sound of music came from nowhere. I had tried to figure it out, but I couldn't find where did the music come from.

"Nothing more fun than a surprise party, right?" Isabelle pulled out a dress from her bag and grabbed my wrist, "Now I have to fix you. You can't walking around in that outfit."

With surprise still remained in my mind, I let myself been dragged by Isabelle toward a door next to us. from behind me I still could hear Jace's mumble.

"I think it'll be great if you told me about it before we came here."

"And miss the moment when you looked like a donkey? You must be kidding me!"

Then I heard Simon yelled and cursed. It seemed like Jace had just kicked him.

"At least I'm the handsome one."

The noises from the hall disappeared at the moment Isabelle closed the door behind us. The room which we came into had a huge mirror that hung on the wall.

"I can believe this. Did you really plan this party?" I asked right after Izzy ordered me to sit. I was a little bit amazed.

Isabelle removed strands of hair from my face and laughed.

"Yes," she said, started to put something in my face, "I and Simon planned this party, Alec agreed easily, and Magnus, you know he always so excited about party. Then we told your mother and Luke, and they agreed. Luke even allowed us to use this building. You know, this building owned by his pack. We also asked for Raphael's help for wines. He does so great in this business."

I could only listen to her explanation, couldn't help myself but feeling thankful.

"So, there are nephilims, vampires, warlock, and werewolves out there. You didn't invite a faery, did you?"

Isabelle laughed as she heard my question.

"Of course not, Clary. Do I supposed to invite any of them?"

"I'm just wondering," I mumbled softly and made Izzy laughed louder.

Fifteen minutes later, Izzy had finished with me and I couldn't help but felt astonished about her work. Now I looked different. The black dress which Izzy brought for me had a high neckline and completely hid my scar while the edge of the dress touch my knee softly.

"This time, you choose a very right dress," I said happily. I looked at Isabelle's reflection in the mirror. She stood by me, looked so tall compared to me. Amusement played in her eyes.

"I always choose well, Clary. You are the one who hardly appreciate that."

I laughed. Once again, I let myself being dragged by Izzy.

In the hall, the party was about to start. I saw my mother stood in the center of the hall, holding hands with Luke. Beside them, there were Robert and Maryse Lightwood. Magnus stood not so far from them, talked to Jace with an annoyed face.

As I and Izzy came closer, they turned around and stared at us.

My eyes met Jace's and everything but us faded from my mind. All my attention was focused to Jace and how his eyebrow lifted when he saw me. His eyes that once looked at Magnus with some amusement slowly changed into an admiring gaze when our eyes met. He didn't try to hid it, and it made me even happier.

That admiration was aimed to me. Not other people, but only to me.

How could I deny that I was the happiest girl in the world?

"Are you ready?"

Magnus voice drew back my attention to the real world. Tonight he wore an indigo tux. He seemed so nice.

"Ready for what?" I blinked my eyes. Completely had no idea what he was talking about, "The ceremony is scheduled for tomorrow, right? I am not wearing gold."

People around me laughed, and they laughed louder as they saw me in confusion.

"No, Clary," finally Magnus answered me, "We just about to do some small procession in order to begin this night. There won't be any rune drawing tonight."

I nodded, then I let him lead me to stand face to face with Jace. He stood beside us.

"Attention, Please," Magnus shouted and now everyone's gaze were aimed to our direction. I looked at Jace intensely and found that the happiness which I felt were also reflected there in that golden eyes. The music stopped in a sudden, then Magnus continued.

"We are gathering here tonight to share the happiness with this couple who, I have to admit, looked so stunning now."

Magnus paused as the applause followed his words.

"Now, I want to begin this night by asking to our happy couple," Magnus glance at me, "Clarissa Adele Morgenstern."

I jerked to hear Magnus tone which suddenly became so serious.

"Do you ready to pass this night and face the ceremony by tomorrow, the ceremony which will bind you to the man, who is standing before you right now, forever? In good times and in bad, in sickness and in health till the death separate you?"

Magnus words sounded identically same with mundane's wedding vow till I couldn't resist the tremble in my lips when I opened my mouth and made a faint answer.

"Yes, I do."

The silence came following my words before Magnus spoke again.

"Okay," he took a breath and continued.

"Jonathan Christopher Herondale."

I jumped a little hearing Magnus called Jace's full name.

Right. In the shadowhunter's ceremony, we had to use our real name. no matter how bad we felt about it. I saw Jace's eyes tensed when he heard that name.

Jonathan Christopher.

My brother's figure flashed in my mind and I didn't realize that Magnus had already finished his sentence. Now it was Jace's turn to answer.

"Yes, I do."

With an undefined feeling, I heard Magnus announced that the party could begin. Jace pulled me immediately and landed a soft kiss in my lips.

"You are thinking about him," Jace whispered softly. He weren't asking at all. He said that as he was telling me about something.

I nodded, leaning my head on his chest.

"Where do you think he is right now?"

Under my ear, I could hear Jace's strong heartbeat. The pulse reached my skin and made my face warmed.

"The place where he can always protect you."

I pulled away fast. My eyes widened as I heard Jace's words.

"What do you mean?"

Jace stretched his hand and caressed my head.

"Someone like him will never give up on something he'd already started. I'm just wondering if he will ever let you hurt yourselves with your empty minded act."

I narrowed my eyes.

"I still don't understand what you mean by that, Jace. Could you be nice for a second and tell me, what do you mean?"

"I always be a nice person, Clary."

I didn't answer. Just rolled my eyes and kept on looking at him till he took a deep breath and answered.

"I met him."

"When?" I jerked.

I couldn't believe this. Jace and Jonathan had met after that night and he didn't tell me? Did they fight again?

"Before you even awoken from you long sleep," Jace smiled teasingly, "He came into the infirmary."

"What?" my eyes widened in disbelief, "Did he try to kill you?"

Jace smirked, "Strangely, he didn't. Okay, we were holding our sword toward another, but that was all. He came to make sure of your safety."

"My safety?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"Yes," Jace insisted, "He wanted to take you with him, but of course I told him to ask my dead body first."

"Then he left?"

Jace looked at me. A faint smile went through his face, "Not before telling me to note my word. I can conclude that, he'll be okay with us as long as I have more scars than you."

I didn't say a word, only looked at him intensely. I knew Jace didn't tell me everything, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to ask him. Izzy had ever warned me, never asked Jace about something unless you really wanted to hear the truth.

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

Finally, I asked. Even it wasn't the exact thing I wanted to know.

Jace silenced for some minutes. He was thinking. I knew it from his expression.

"Do you know, Clary," he answered, looking at me. Smile disappeared from his lips, "No matter how strong and adorable I am, I still have some fears."

I couldn't help myself not to roll my eyes.

"And you've been act so weird in that battle night," he added, "It just felt like there's a chance you'll agree to come with him and leave us."

His words made me I glared at him in disbelief.

"Don't you ever think about that," I hissed, "How could I…"

"I know," Jace cut my words, grinning, "Stupid me, isn't it? But you know, love make you stupid."

"Nice try," once again I rolled my eyes before stare at Jace's eyes seriously, "Do you think that he's around right now?"

Jace looked down. His eyes shone. His gaze reminded me to Valentine's gaze when he looked at my mother.

"If you ever paid a single attention…"

Jace didn't need to finish his sentence. I turned around in time to see a figure slipped out from the hall.

I might be wrong, but I saw a flash of a familiar silvery hair.

As fast as I could, I ran across the hall, ignoring them who called me. All I knew was I had to follow that person.

Jonathan.

Behind me, I could hear Jace told people to let me go.

Darkness welcomed me as I rushed out from the hall, but it wasn't dark enough to stop my steps. I kept on running, following the footsteps before me. It lead me to the rooftop.

"Jonathan!" I yelled right when he was about to jump, "Stop!"

Jonathan stopped his motion and turned around. He showed me a faint smile.

"That Angel Boy told you that I'm here?" he asked flatly.

I nodded.

"Sure he would jump if you told him to go to hell."

I ignored his mumble and looked at him intensely.

He hadn't changed since the last time I saw him. Still tall, agile, and his move implied a strength which he possessed.

But I knew, there was something changed.

The darkness. The darkness which I always feel inside him had disappeared. Was it the side effect of being burned by heavenly fire?

"That fire…"

"Burns evil," he cut me before I complete my words, "You didn't think I could make it out safely, did you?"

Jonathan's words called some memories.

"So there's enough goodness inside you," I smiled simply. Feeling some warmth inside my heart.

"I think so," my brother softened his gaze a bit, "You saved me, Clarissa."

I didn't answer. Still looked at him as he continued.

"Thank you."

"You saved me as well, remember?" I raised my eyebrows, reminding him at the time he faced Valentine to save me.

Jonathan shook his head.

"I'm not talking about how you accepted that dagger for me. It's something else."

I frowned because I didn't understand what he meant, but somehow I knew that he wouldn't explain it further.

Right at that time, the undeniable fact rushed into my mind. The Fact that We are siblings.

This was what siblings did, right? We compete, we hate, but we love each others. All at once. We just... kind of did it in an extreme way. We hated till we wanted to kill each other, but at that time, we also could sacrifice our life to protect each others.

Now it made sense for me, a bound between us. Magnus was right, it wasn't magical thing at all.

"Are you gonna continue your plan after this?"

I looked at him with a little bit sadness. He returned my gaze with undefined ones.

He looked at me softly.

"Yes," he walked towards me and pulled me into his embrace, "Everything should happen in the way it should be."

"You still wanna destroy my world?" my voice was muffled by his body, but I could still hear a tremble in it.

Jonathan silenced.

"I won't say anything for now, Clarissa," I couldn't see his face, but I could hear smile in his voice, "I don't want you to interfere with anything right now."

"I thought you'd became a good guy!" I protested, nearly pulled away from him but his arms held me still.

"Then let's say that I don't wanna destroy the world," he said teasingly, "I wanna change it."

"What?" I urged.

"I'll find my way, you know," now he hug me tighter, "Maybe someday, this world will changed, and you won't realize it until it happened."

Again, I didn't understand what he meant, but something in his voice prevented me to argued any longer and just stayed still, feeling his embrace.

The first time I felt a real hug from my brother, back there in that house, that moment only last for some seconds, but this time he hug me long enough till I could feel his warm body wrapped around me. His arms were as strong as the last time I felt it around my body. Only now, it wrapped me in a good way.

"So, is this what they called a goodbye hug?" I asked after some moments passed. He still hug me. The vibration that caused by his laugh hit my face.

"Maybe you expect something better?"

I pulled away and shook my shoulder.

"I have no idea. I have no brother but you."

Jonathan looked down. His expression was still the same, calm and emitted something I didn't know was there before. He then stepped back.

"You are my only sister, Clarissa," he said as he turned around. Right before he jumped, Jonathan turned his head and looked at me for the last time. His eyes glowed in the darkness, "Don't ever forget that."

Then he disappeared, leaving me half aware with all around me. I went down the stairs and back to my friends which were worrying about me. Their worry faded as fast as I convinced them that I was okay. Only Jace who was still looking at me, waiting for me to throw myself into his arms.

"So, what did our long lost brother say to you?"

I shut my eyes closed, letting his warmth wiped away the chill that caused by an emptiness in my heart.

"It was a goodbye," I felt my voice trembled. I gulped over and over again to hide that, "He said he wanna change this world."

"Into a good one? Or a bad one?"

"I don't know."

I heard jace snorted. He sounded so amused.

"He really loves to dramatize everything, doesn't he?" he scoffed, "I don't believe he'll keep his eyes away from you just like that. Moreover, demon's love is the possessive ones."

"Jace," I scolded.

He laughed.

"There are things that will still stay inside us no matter what, Clary," he whispered softly, "For your brother, that's his love for you. It will remain like that. A demon's possessive love. He won't let you go that easy."

I looked up to find Jace's eyes. He didn't seem bothered at all.

I'd never imagined this. I meant, the world where Jace and Jonathan could let the other alive. It had never crossed my mind even for once.

"From your expression, I conclude that it's a good thing."

Jace laughed, tightening his arms around me.

"One private bodyguard for my fiancee. It sounds great."

I gasped to hear that word.

My fiancee.

My heart floated till it felt like I was going to explode.

"Come on," Jace whispered again, "Let's just enjoy this night."

I nodded. I let him pulled me to the center of the hall. He held my hand and we started to dance.

Later, after we'd been back in the institute, I found a letter in my coat's pocket which I remembered was left in the room where Izzy prepared me during the party. That letter signed by J.C. Morgenstern.

If I opened that letter with a trembling hands, then when I finally closed it, tears flew down along my cheeks.

Jace was right. My brother wouldn't just left me. Even though I might never saw him anymore, he wouldn't be far away.

This isn't goodbye at all.

Five Years Later.

It was a beautiful fall in New York. Leafs started turning into yellow and red before fell down. The Central Park which was usually green, now changed its color. Red, yellow, and orange. The sun started to set but the figure which I'd been searching for so long hadn't show up yet.

"Mom," my daughter stretched her hand to touched my face. She'd been sitting in my lap while I anxiously searched for her brother, "Maybe he's just playing somewhere and forget the time."

I looked down to find a pair of emerald eyes owned by my daughter, and nearly burst a laugh, realizing my anxiety.

"You're right, Tina. Maybe we should go find him."

I put beanie on to Tina's head which covered by blonde curls, as golden as the purest gold. Then I rose, lifting my daughter who circled her arms around my neck.

I was hanging my bag to my shoulder when Tina pulled my coat and pointed toward a direction behind me.

"Mom, that's him!"

I turned fast to find my son skipping happily toward me. A huge lollipop was held in his right hand. His golden eyes shone happily.

Like a miracle, my son inherited Valentine's hair perfectly. His back figure would reminded me of the Little Jonathan which I saw back there in the dreamland. Just that, when he turned around, I would find Jace in his eyes which looked like a melted gold and flashing with confidence and intelligence.

And of course, not like Jonathan, my son looked so happy.

Since the first time I hug him, I knew he would be a great shadowhunter. I and Jace exchanged gaze right after we saw him for the first time, and we even didn't need to say a word to understand that we'd agreed about how we would name him.

And my guess wasn't wrong, Jonathan got his sight to the shadow world without being taught by anyone. He had the annoying braveness and confidence which, I believed, he got from Jace. He even didn't cry when he saw demons for the first time.

"Jonathan Stephen Herondale!"

I yelled and Jonathan stunned in an instance. He realized an anxiety in my voice and hurriedly ran toward me. His eyes sparkled beneath the red sunlight.

"Do you know that you made me worried to death?"

I lifted my daughter down to put my hands in my waist as he stared at my with a wide eyes.

"You don't have to be worried, Mom," he said with a confidence which sometimes make me wanted to pinch his butt because of its annoyance, "Demons would never show up in such a place with so much mundanes in there."

"And how do you know that?" I narrowed my eyes and looked at him. Tina stood next to me squeezing the edge of my coat.

"Dad told me so."

Oh my god! I shut my eyes closed. Half because I was completely annoyed, and half because I was very proud of his braveness.

When I opened my eyes, Jonathan was watching me from behind his thick eyelashes. His silvery hair was just seen a bit under his beanie.

Slowly, I took a deep breath.

"He was right," I said calmly as I hung my bag back upon my shoulder, "But it almost dark here. We gotta go."

"Okay," Jonathan didn't argued. He reached out for my hand happily. His other hand was stretched toward his sister, "Come on, Valentina. I'll share this lollipop with you once we got home."

Tina accepted Jonathan's hand happily. Her curls moved as she did that, showing a beautiful golden glimmer.

I watched my children and smiled. None of them had a red hair. Maybe the little one which was still inside my womb had the red one.

"By the way," Tina looked up to find Jonathan's face as we walked home, "How did you get that huge lollipop?"

My son's eyes sparkled when he answered his sister question.

"Uncle gave it to me."

"Uncle who?" I asked fast. I didn't like the idea of my son played with stranger without my knowledge.

"I met this uncle in the park last week and a week before that. He's a shadowhunter too. He said he has the same name as me and then we played together," Jonathan told me with wide smile adorned his face, "You know, he has a white hair too. Just like me."

In a second, I stunned, looking at my son in disbelief.

"He has the same name as yours?" I confirmed as I squatted in front of him, "And he has white hair too?"

Jonathan nodded, still smiling.

"He's so kind. He told me so many things I'd never knew before, and today he gave me this lollipop."

"Did he gave you something else?" I urged, "Like weapon?"

My children gave me confused gazes as if I'd just said a weird thing.

"No," Jonathan frowned, "He does always bring a sword, I know even though he hide it beneath his coat, but he didn't gave me any sword."

I felt an urge to let out a sigh of relieved and I did it.

"Did he tell you anything else?"

My son was back smiling.

"Yes. He told me that he will see me again and teach me some trick with my sword but he won't show up in couple days because he had to finish his business first," then he paused, "You'll allow me to meet him, right? Though, he said you know him."

I had no idea what to say. I recalled how Valentine had trained my brother and couldn't resist the chill that went along my spine.

"Let's find out what daddy say about this," I enforced myself and looked down at his face. I found My son nodded even though he was frowning. We then continued our walk.

Jonathan.

He did never leave me behind. He was always there.

Always.

"You don't mad at us, do you?" Jonathan asked me in a low voice, "Uncle did told me not to tell you because you would get angry, but… yeah…"

My son shook his shoulder. I knew he couldn't keep a secret from me.

"No," finally I replied, giving him a smile. "But, if you ever met him again, give him my greeting."

My son sighed in relieved and then smiled happily. He then hummed softly and moved his hand up and down along with Valentina as we continued our walk.

Since the last time I saw my brother, I'd tried couple times to reached his mind, but he'd never answered my call till I finally gave up in calling him.

I watched the red sun and realized that another day had ended peacefully.

Deep in my heart I wanted to wish for the peace in my children life. I wanted that everyday in their life would ended as peace as today did. But I knew, there would come the time when they had to face the battle against demons.

The war against evil would never end as long as there were demons in this world. We had to keep on fighting.

Because we are shadowhunters.

Okay, that's all for this story. Thank you for everyone who have read my story. I Hope you enjoy it as much as I did during the writing process.

I am planning on writing another story about the letter Jonathan'd left for Clary as soon as I have my time. :)