Disclaimer: I don't own The Mortal Instrument series, the characters, the Imagine, Dragons song, or anything having to do with the Olympics. Nothing, the plot, however, is mine.

Rio de Janeiro

"Speaking of USA, here comes Clary Lightwood! You may remember her as Clary Fray, the little redhead, only five-foot-two-inches who was a big fan favorite from London in 2012!" The loud speaker welcomed me back to the track after four years.

I smiled, raising my hand and waving to the cheering crowd. Looking in the massive crowd for my husband, who usually stood out with his beauty but I couldn't seem to find him. My age was now twenty-one and I had gotten married last year, some say that may be too young but I knew Jace was the only one for me.

Beside Allyson Felix, this time I was alone. Lolo Jones, my best friend and teammate, gave up on being a hurdler and instead went to bobsledding- an event help at the winter Olympics where you race down a hill in a tube going at fifty miles per hour or more.

"That's true, Bob, but she wasn't only the fan favorite! Clary also made history for both running in four races in one day while still winning medals and also, obviously, because of her height! Which is extremely short in her event, the hurdles!" The second voice yelled into the loud speaker as the words were translated into different languages.

"Good point, Tom." Bob started, "In London 2012, Clary won four gold medals and one silver medal and today she hopes to further her collection of medals. Let's see how she does as she runs for USA in lane seven!"

My coach, Jeff Morgan, placed his hands on my shoulders before I walked out onto the track.

"Clary," He said, "I don't want you to run for anyone but yourself. I don't want you to think about Lolo switching sports and I don't want you to think about the after party with your husband. I want you to go out there, clear your mind of everything, and just race for you."

I nodded, "Thank you, Coach."

"Believe in yourself, Clary." He continued, "I know you can do it, Jace knows you can do it, all of America knows you can do it. But all of that means nothing, if you don't know you can do it. I'm not saying you need to get overconfident but I do need you to believe in yourself."

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. All of this training over the past four years comes down to this. All of the late hours and missing classes in college, because I had to get some kind of sleep, comes down to right now. Jeff was right, I couldn't think about anything else in the world, somehow I had to not think about anything else and just think about myself and winning these gold medals. Right now, today, August 8th, 2016 at eleven o'clock in the morning in Rio de Janerio.

"I'm ready." I opened my eyes, "I know I can do it."

Jeff nodded, hugging me quickly, "Then go prove it to me."

Taking another deep breath, I walked out onto the track and into my lane seven. And, after the speakers announced the names of everyone, I thought of a song.

"Take your mark." The familiar three words were announced over the speakers in several different languages and the crowd was suddenly very quiet.

She was covered in leather and gold...

Nope. I thought of another song.

Made a wrong turn, once or twice...

Tempting, but no.

So this is what you meant, when you said that you were spent?

Yes, "It's Time" by Imagine Dragons is the winner.

I picked a song just in time for the gun to fire. Getting as low as I could, I started to run. My Olympics career had restarted in this 200m race in Rio.

And now it's time to build from the bottom of the pit right to the top

Jumping over the first two hurdles, I prayed silently for no injuries like last time, but had a feeling nothing would happen.

Don't hold back packing my bags and giving the academy a rain check

I rounded the turn and saw that the leaders were a Russian, Jessica Ennis from Britain, and me. I was in the third place. Not acceptable, I thought as the finish line came into view.

I don't ever wanna let you down I don't ever wanna leave this town 'cause after all this city never sleeps at night

The feelings in my stomach right now matched how I felt walking down the aisle towards Jace. Was that bad? Probably.

It's time to begin, isn't it? I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit

The last hurdle approached and I jumped over it, now it was only a foot race to pronounce the winner.

I'm just the same as I was now don't you understand that I'm never changing who I am

I crossed the finish line with the other two girls. We hugged and congratulated each other as we watched the results for eighth up to third.

Everything was in slow motion after that: I felt my breathing even out, I heard the Russian girl yell in excitement that she was getting a bronze medal, and I saw Jessica Ennis grab my hand as we waited for the first and second places.

Seeing my name go up in second was an interesting feeling, I had experienced it before, obviously, but not in this race. This was my best race out of the five of them, still I celebrated because, after all, it was an Olympic medal. Jessica won the gold and we all received our medals while the British song played.

Jeff still hugged me as the crowd cheered when I ran around the track with a American flag across my back. I embraced all of my USA teammates, who congratulated me and soon it was time for my next race. The 100m, this is the one that I really would love getting a gold in.

In London, this was the race that I received the silver medal. I was eager to prove that I could get a gold in this one without the turns.

"Take your mark." I heard for the second time.

So this is where you fell and I am left to sail

When the gun fired, I ran as fast as I could over the hurdles and across the finish line.

The path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell right to the top

Again, I waited for the results with Jessica Ennis by my side.

Don't look back turning the rags and giving the commodities a rain check

This time, however, Jessica's name came up second and I was first. Immediately, I started jumping around and running to hug my Coach. Jeff told me something, but as cheesy as it was, I couldn't hear him past my smile.

When I stood on the medal stand, I broke down into tears. They were happy tears as the gold medal was place around my neck and I rose my hand to my heart before mouthing the National Anthem with my country.

The next two races had similar results along with the 4x100m relay race. After a few days, I sat in Jace's lap with my sketchpad against my knees. Jace's hands were running through my hair gently as I drew a picture from my point of view on the medal stand. I was just getting down with the American flag when I looked up at Jace.

"It looks great." He whispered, his mouth at my ear.

I thanked him, kissing his chest, "I love you."

Jace smiled, "I love you, too. Congratulations."

"Thank you for the thousandth time."

He kissed my ear. "I apologize that I find it sexy that you are a gold medalist."

"I was before today, though." I rolled my eyes.

Jace kissed the place where my neck met my shoulder, "So alluring."

Smiling, I turned around in his lap as I finished the picture. "What do you think?" I asked, holding up the picture to his face.

Jace smiled, "It really looks excellent, Clary."

"Thank you," I replied for the thousand and first time, just as I leaned into kiss him my roommates walked into the room.

"Gross!" Marti Malloy covered her eyes.

"Can you two please go somewhere else to celebrate?" Allyson asked, looking away to stare intently at the wall.

"Oh!" I jumped off Jace, who groaned in frustration, "How did your match go?" I asked Marti, knowing Allyson already won three gold in her events.

"Silver medal, baby!" Marti pulled the medal out of her pocket. "Bronze, then silver, you know what that means next!"

"Gold." I nodded, smiling. "Congratulations, you earned it!" I hugged my friend tightly.

"What about Courtney? Has her event start?" Allyson asked about my other roommate, Courtney Matthewson of the water polo team.

"I think it's about to!" Marti smiled at her as the two both ran out of the room to watch it.

I was about to follow them but then I realized that I had a needy husband on my bed. Two strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind.

"Would you like to go watch Courtney's match?" He whispered in my ear, his voice very low.

"I would," I replied, "But there is something I would rather do more."

I felt Jace smirk, "Shall I escort you to my room, then?"

"Absolutely." I nodded. Jace un-wrapped his arms from around me to grasp my hand and, with a quick explanation to my roommates, we were off.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Thank you everyone for supporting and loving this story! This is probably my favorite one just because of how much everyone loved it! Thank you so much and have a great day!