I gasped and sat bolt upright. Tears ran down my face, and I was covered in a cold sweat. I was shaking uncontrollably and fresh tears started to poor down my face.

There was a hand on my shoulder and a person on the bed next to me.

I looked over at the person next to me as they continued to rub my shoulder. It's her, it's Clary.

My heart jumped and before I knew what I was doing I was holding her in my arms like I never have before. I stroked her hair, I kissed her lips, I felt her back, I gently felt the back of her head, and I felt that she was here living, her body heat warming my cold skin.

"It was a nightmare Jace" she whispered "a nightmare" she let my hands make sure, she let them touch her face and her head. Then she took my face in her hands and pressed her forehead to mine. "Whatever you saw" she kissed me gently, "it was only a bad dream. It didn't happen. I'm here." She kissed me again, and with her lips still on mine, she whispered, "I'm here"

We stayed silent locked in each other's embrace for what seemed like hours.

"I'm a mess," I said quietly into her ear.

"I know you are" she replied, "and I don't care. I love you Jace. I always will"

There was silence for a while. Then I spoke. "It was horrible. Gruesome. You were-" my voice caught in my tight throat.

"Jace" she said kissing my cheek, "you don't have to tell me, if you don't want to".

"I know" I got up, leaving her on the bed. I noticed that while we were napping the day had turned into evening and most everyone else had gone to bed already.

I was still in my street clothes, and they were even more uncomfortable now that they were covered in cold sweat. I went into my bathroom and splashed water on my face. I took my shirt off and let it fall to the floor, I then took of my jeans and left them by the shirt.

I turned the light off and returned to the bed; only this time I pulled the covers over us both. I laid on my side and put my arm on her shoulder. She moved closer to me so I could feel her breath on my chest. She traced lines on my chest and down my stomach and then back up my arm onto my shoulders and my neck. Her gentle hands traced my jaw and then she stopped and tucked her hands in front of her, her ring glittering in the low light on her left hand. Just that simple sight made me smile and close my eyes. I wrapped my arms tightly around her and pulled her into me. She let out a sigh and nuzzled into my chest. I laid my head against hers and soon she was asleep.

It took me longer to fall asleep than normal. The extremely vivid and realistic nightmare still haunted me even while awake. But soon my fatigue overtook me and I fell asleep.

I slowly opened my eyes and surveyed the room, it was morning and I was in my bed. Clary was still sleeping in my arms.

I looked down at her and saw goose bumps on her arms. I gently pulled the covers up over her torso.

She stirred and her eyes opened. "Good morning"

"Good morning "

We got up and walked down to the kitchen. Alec was slouched over a cup of coffee, Mrs. lightwood was cooking up some eggs, and Mr. lightwood was sitting at the table.

Mrs. Lightwood smiled, "good morning" she sang. Clary smiled and returned the greeting.

We sat by Alec and Mr. Lightwood.

"Where's Isabelle? " Clary asked.

"I don't think she's up yet," Mr. Lightwood said.

"I'll go get her" Clary got up and went to Isabelle's room.

I put my elbows on the table and rested my head in my hands. I was having a hard time keeping my eyes open.

I heard running feet in the hall and I lifted my head up as Clary rushed in the kitchen.

"Isabelle's gone!"