Idris 1994:

Tessa awoke from the flashback with eagerness. It wasn't as if the flashbacks were uncommon, nevertheless they made her uncomfortable.

Stephen's boy, Jace, short for Jonathon (Maryse Lightwood had given him the nickname), was sat on the sofa in the living room of the Herondale manor. She had returned several weeks after she had fled, summoning Jem to place the protection runes on the boy and substituting herself as an iron sister. She had found Celine had cut her wrists and throat, killed herself, and no matter how hard Tessa protested, the clave wouldn't give her a shadowhunter funeral because, as they say, "The law is hard, but it is the law."

Little Jace was four years old now, almost five. Tessa had raised him as her own, taught him to walk, to speak, but there had always been something slightly off with him. He excelled at everything, could run faster than the lightwood children yet was younger. The lightwoods only visited every few months, it was the girl Aline Penhallow and her parents he had really been raised beside.

Jace's looks in no way resembled Will, Tessa's passed husband. His eyes, perhaps, were her sons, but he had none of Will and certainly in no way resembled Lucie, her daughter.

Tessa had followed the Herondale line for years, always staying beside the eldest son, wanting to keep the family safe. They were all her descendants all her blood. Jace would have to be Tessa's great-great-great grandson, though she had raised him to think she was his mother and that his father had died before he was born, not that he ever really asked about his father, that was only the once.

"Mummy," Jace called. He had a wooden sword in his hands that he was using to slice the air. It was a play sword, almost mundane like, and Jace insisted on sleeping with it every night, like most children would sleep beside a stuffed toy or under the comfort of a blanket. Jace had a preference for weapons, and also for wearing Tessa's jewellery.

And trying to read Tessa's books, he excelled in his reading as well and may well be able to read her books in a few years.

"Mummy, can Alec and Izzy come to my birthday party?" Jace asked. Tessa stifled a laugh. He was so oblivious, so prone to thinking he was in control of every situation, that what he wanted was certain.

"Who said you were having a birthday party?" Tessa asked him jokingly, but he seemed genuinely confused.

"You did, and I had one last year and Alec and Izzy came," he reminded her, "and Aline," he finished.

"You told me Aline was smelly," Tessa said. Jace giggled and knocked her on the head with his wooden sword. Tessa brought her hand to her head and faked hurt, but Jace just giggled again.

"She is, but she doesn't have to come in my spaghetti bath," he replied. Tessa took a moment to process what he had said. Spaghetti bath? She must have misheard him.

"What do you mean 'Spaghetti bath'?" she asked and he burst into a giggling fit.

"For my birthday. I'm going to have a bath in Spaghetti," He said as if it was obvious.

"Whatever you say," Tessa answered as she picked a book from the bookshelf, 'the hunger games', one of her favourite modern books besides 'Percy Jackson and the Olympians'. She enjoyed the action in these modern books, also the dystopian setting in 'the hunger games' and what the mundies pictured the future as for she knew that one day, she may get to see it.

"When can I read that book?" Jace asked as she tucked in her legs and flipped open the bookmarked page. However much the life of a shadowhunter included violence and death, there was no need to know about it all so young, and besides, he probably wouldn't understand the technicality of it even if he could read it.

"When you're older," she answered without turning away from the book.

"I'll be older on my birthday, can I read it then?" he asked.

"Maybe you can read one of my more subtle books. How about deep blue?" she asked. It was a story about mermaids, good ones, not like some of the river creatures that pulled you under. Not exactly the manliest book, but Jace would read anything if Tessa recommended it. He ran to the bookshelf on the wall. They had a library in the manor, but most of the books were for shadowhunter training and would not need to be read until he started at shadowhunter academy when he was 10.

Jace scanned the bookshelf and came back with a dark blue paperback. He sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to read.

They probably would have stayed engrossed in their books for most the day if a portal hadn't opened right in front of them and Magnus hadn't crashed right on top of them.

"MAGNUS!" she screamed, "I'VE LOST MY PAGE NOW!"

Jace giggled at his mummy's discomfort and went back to his book.

"Now now Tessa, don't be like that. I only wanted to say hi," Magnus said.

"You mean you portaled all the way to Idris to say hi?" Tessa asked, raging.

"And because we have business to discuss," Magnus answered as he sat between them on the sofa.

"What kind of business?" she asked even though she was only half interested; she wanted to get back to her book.

"Remember that little girl, Clarissa Fray, and her mother Jocelyn?" Magnus asked. She remembered them clearly. She and Jace had been visiting Magnus when Valentines wife had come pleading for help. She had wanted to hide her daughter from the shadow world so that she would like a Mundane life. Clary had seemed to take a liking in Jace and over the course of their visit the two children, barely even toddles, had bonded. Jace had wailed when Clary left, like his only friend had died. Tessa nodded.

"Jocelyn says her sight is coming back, that she had seen a werewolf pup and thrown a ball for it until she'd taken her away. She has an appointment to clear Clary's sight again next week and I wondered if you and Jonathon wanted to see her again?" He offered.

Jace seemed to have put the book down since hearing Clary's name and was now listening intently to their discussion.

"Do you want to Jace, do you want to see Clary again?" Tessa asked and Jace started bouncing in his seat and squealing like Tessa had when the final book in the 'divergent' series had been released.

"I'll open a portal in a few days so you'll be their when they arrive," Magnus informed them before stepping back into his portal and closing it behind him.

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A/N: hey thanks for reading!

I literally just realised that the books I mentioned didn't actually exist in 1994 so let's just use our imagination!

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