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HEY GUYS! NOT ALOT OF TIME FOR CHATTER, BUT I HAVE DECIDED TO WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTERED STORY. I AM CURRENTLY WORKING ON A TWILIGHT ONE, BUT THIS IDEA JUST CAME TO MIND AND IT DIDNT GO AWAY. SO HERE IT IS,

THE STORY IS...

VALENTINE IS DEFEATED, MORTAL INSTRUMENTS ARE RETRIEVED AND EVERYBODY IS HAPPY.
EXCEPT JOCELYN WHEN SHE WAKES UP.
THIS IS AFTER ALL THE BOOKS SO PLEASE DONT BE TOO HARSH, I TRIED. OH .DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT CASSANDRA CLARE.
SO HERE IT GOES...

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Clary was leaning against wall as Magnus worked over her mother in the small room.

She was so close to having her mother back that Clary couldn't hide her eagerness.

Someone came and stood beside her, and she looked over to the beautiful boy with blonde hair who was smiling down at her

She looked back at her mother and realized that she was kind of nervous too.

What if something wrong happened? What if she didn't wake up?

Clary felt something warm enclose around her hand and look down to see Jace's, steadying her shaking fingers.

"She will wake up, you know." He said. And she smiled at him.

He didn't let go.

Luke was sitting on the bed beside Jocelyn as she stirred. They were in Idris in one of the Manor houses.

"Clary?"

Clary squealed and ran forward, letting go of Jace's hand.

"Mom?"Clary said, Jocelyn eyes were open and she looked dazed.

"Oh, what happened?" She asked.

"Well you were kidnapped by Valentine and-" But Clary was cut of by her mother, now wide awake and sitting straight up in bed.

"Valentine?" Jocelyn's eyes darted around the room to Isabelle, Alec, Magnus and Jace who leaned against the wall.

"Where am I?" Jocelyn asked frantic. Luke was trying to calm her.

"Idris, Mom," Clary murmured, and Jocelyn stood up with a lack of grace. Luke had to steady her.

"Where's Magnus?" Jocelyn cried, and Magnus stepped out from the wall and nodded.

"Magnus, I need you to get my daughter and I home as soon as possible."

Clary froze.

"Mom!" She yelled but Jocelyn wasn't listening, she was still glancing around the room and gasped once she saw Jace.

"You." She mouthed and pointed to the boy. "Jonathon Christopher."

Jace didn't move but simply nodded.

"You are not my son." Was all Jocelyn said and turned towards Magnus.

"Once you get us home I would like you to assist me in the yearly 'appointment' for Clarissa."

Clary knew exactly what that meant and felt her knees buckle beneath her but before she could fall to the floor Jace was there, holding her up.

"You can't take her!" He was shouting at her mother.

"Yes, I can. I am her mother."

"You can't just pretend nothing ever happened! It's in her blood! We'll never see her again! You cant do this!"

"Well I can try." Jocelyn said, and Clary could see the black clouds beginning to impair her vision, she was fainting and she knew she was losing consciousness, but she needed to keep her eyes open.

Magnus could cast the spell on her, and her memories would be gone. She would remember nothing before she even wakes up.

She struggled to keep her eyes open but she felt some encircle her tighter, the darkness slowly enveloped her and she was only dimly aware of the voice whispering in her ear.

"Clary, Clary, come back."