AN: I was TheMusicalDevil

Will doubled over in pain, holding his chest and letting out a tortured scream. He was blinded for the pain and for a few moments he couldn't see anything at all. But finally, the night came back into focus, and Will could feel the rain dripping down his cheeks – not tears, he wasn't crying – and falling onto the ground. He looked at his fingers.

They were stained black.

Choking on a breath, he stared at the wall of the tavern, blocking out the pain as best he could. He leant his head against the cool bricks, images beginning to flash through his mind.

Yellow, red, silver.

Sun, blood, Jem's hair.

A battle, a sword, a kiss.

I remember.

Jem yelled, body bending unnaturally as he tried to escape the pain. It was all consuming, ever present. He couldn't get away from it. He had chosen this path, and he would continue down it even if it led to his death. Jem's mouth formed words, but he couldn't tell if they were English or Mandarin, pleading or cursing.

The Silent Brothers stood above him, watching in detachment as their runes took effect. Jem screamed again, begging to be released from the agony.

He was not.

Finally, finally, the pain began to die, and Jem relaxed, eyes rolling back into his head. Images flashed before his closed eyes.

Yellow, red, blue.

Sun, blood, Will's eyes.

A battle, a sword, a kiss.

I remember.

Will was furious. How could Jem leave him like this? He had no one now that Jem was gone except for Tessa, who it was unlikely he would ever see again. He had no one!

Snarling, Will drove his fist into the wall in front of him. Who knew how long it would be before he would see Jem again?

A grim smile turned up the corners of Will's lips as he turned and faced the group of werewolves gathered behind him. His fingers curled into fists. Hopefully, he wouldn't be separated from Jem long, if he had his way.

Jem barely heard the Silent Brothers' questions and his bland answers, his mind filled with Will. Did the other boy think he was dead? Jem supposed he must; the parabatai bond was broken. Even if Will realised what had happened, Jem was sure his friend would hate him.

He had no one, and he was going to spend all of eternity alone.

It was strange that he had his memories back. Neither Will nor Jem had died, and so neither should remember their past lives. And yet they did. Jem puzzled over this, and came to the conclusion that he had technically died, which was why the parabatai bond was broken. This meant that his memories had also returned.

Figuring this out didn't make him feel any better. For now he remembered, and would remember alone.

"I made the only choice I could!"

"… I know. I'm sorry."

"William Herondale, apologising? Are we sure I haven't died?"

"James, that's not funny. I really thought-"

"I know, and I'm sorry too. But isn't this better? I'm not dead, and neither are you and you can live your life with Tessa and be normal."

"I don't want to be normal, I want you!"

"We both know that's not possible."

The melody soared through the room, out of the window and into the night. Will closed his eyes and let his body relax. His mind drifted; the notes lifted him up and into the past.

He saw a great city standing tall, he saw crashing waves beating against the side of a boat.

"I think if two souls are meant to be together, they will remain together on the Wheel and be together again in the life after this one, whatever happens to us now."

A smile crossed Will's face as he heard Jem's voice in the music. (Or was it in his mind?) Had Jem known, even back then? He wouldn't have been surprised; Jem was clever like that.

A hand squeezed his, and he squeezed back lightly. Tessa was still as beautiful as the first day they had met, and he loved her with all his heart. Was it possible to love two people at once? Will knew it was.

It was almost time. The melody climbed up and up, taking Will with it, and he drew in a deep breath.

He exhaled.

I remember.

"It's been a long life, Tessa, and I don't regret one moment of it." He smiled gently, reaching up a frail hand to wipe away the tears leaking from Tessa's eyes.

"But now I'll be alone again, and I don't want to be alone!" She struggled to keep herself under control, and Jem's smile slipped.

"Tessa, love, you'll never be alone. Will and I will always be with you." He closed his eyes, exhausted already. "I'm finally going to see Will again." Tessa let out a quiet sob. "I'm sorry to leave you, Tessa. I know how much you have been through." He drew in a deep breath. "But we will meet again."

Jem felt Tessa leaning over him as he exhaled, but he knew that he'd never see her beautiful face again in this life.

I remember.

"What I do know is that if we are born again, I will meet you in another life, and if there is a river, you will wait on the shores for me to come to you, so that we can cross together."

Sometimes it took days, others it took decades for soulmates to find one another. And when they did meet, they usually never had long before they were separated again, by circumstance or death.

In this life, they had been lucky. They'd had years together, yet neither of them had told the other how they felt. How could they, when they were parabatai? Romance between two parabatai was forbidden. Both knew that, and so both hid their feelings.

When Jem became a Silent Brother, it shocked them to have their memories returned, and still both be alive. Unfortunately, they could still not do anything about their feelings, and Will married Tessa, the only girl he had ever loved. Jem remained a Silent Brother, and became Brother Zachariah.

Upon Will's death, Jem felt a part of himself die too. That part remained lost until he was stabbed by Will's descendent, Jace, and reversed the effects of becoming a Silent Brother. Then he found Tessa, and that part of him was recovered. It was not the same, for Will was still dead, but it was different. Maybe it was better.

Jem loved Tessa with all his heart, and they were both devastated when he grew old and she remained young. But eventually, Jem had to leave Tessa and join Will, just like he had longed to do for so many years.

So he left.

"Jamie, hurry up!"

"You know you're faster than me, Liam!"

Tessa looked up as two young boys sprinted past her as fast as they could, laughter following them. If it had been a few years ago, a smile would've lifted the corners of her mouth. But the years had worn her down, and she settled for an amused look as the boy in front almost tripped over his own feet.

The lead boy had dark hair, and as he turned back to grin at his friend, Tessa saw his startlingly blue eyes. She caught her breath, feeling an ache deep inside of her.

The boy's friend also had dark hair, but was considerably more slender than the first. Tessa watched them, and saw in them the souls of her two loves.

And for the first time in years, she smiled.

AN: And we're finally done! I'm sorry I was so bad at updating, I'm like that. I really need to start writing chapters in advance so I have things to post..

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