Clary

I woke up from another dream about Jace. It was the same dream as I had on previous nights and I have decided to draw him. I know that there must have been some connection between Jace and me. My dreams are getting so vivid that I wake up with the feel of his touch on my skin and the taste of him on my lips. Oh, Jace. I wish I could meet you in real life, or have I met you before? What was I to you? Something deep in me tells me that you are my baby's father. It cannot be because how could I forget you or the fact that we made love? This is getting so hard as the days go by. I showered and changed so I can go to school. It was a bad day because I could not concentrate thinking of Jace. The day ended and I could not wait to back to the dorm.

Hey, Clary. What is wrong with you today? You have not been concentrating in class. You know you can talk to me if you need to."

"Can we really talk? I need to talk to someone about what is happening to me. Could we talk at the dorm?"

"Of course we can. Let us go to my dorm and talk."

We went to Holly's dorm and sat on her bed. She waited patiently while I got my thoughts together.

"Several months ago, I found myself in front of an abandoned church in a formal dress, no jacket, and crying. I had no idea how I got there or why I was crying. My chest felt like I had a great loss. I walked to my loft and found that my room burned down, so I went to the second bedroom and I found some clothes that did not belong to me but I got a set of pajamas, showered and went to sleep. The next morning I woke up to a bag holding clothes that seem to belong to me and an envelope with a large sum of money. I do not remember any of the last two years. I got sick and thought that I had the flu so I went to the doctor. I found out that I am six weeks pregnant and I do not know who the father is."

"Oh my God, Clary, this is terrible."

I held my hand up to stop Holly from talking anymore.

"There is more. I have been having these dreams even though I think that they are memories. I have been dreaming about a boy with golden hair and two-color eyes. One blue and the other brown with blue around it. He is tall, muscled, and gorgeous with these tattoos all over his body. Not bad boy tattoos but they look special. His smile is that of an angel. Last night I dreamt about him. I was in his arms and he was kissing me. His name is Jace. When I woke up, I could still feel his touch and have his taste on my lips. I think that he is my baby's father."

"I do not know what to say. If it seems that real then it must have happened. Do you remember how you lost your memory?"

"No, I do not. I do not know where to start, but I will be looking for him. He feels real, Holly."

"I hope that you will find him. Just try to remember where you have been and maybe you will find him."

"I will find him if this is the last thing I will do. I will find my Jace."

"Hey, Clary, are you going to the coffee shop?" Holly asked me.

"Yes, I am. The coffee shop feels so familiar to me and I am always hoping for something to spark a memory. Want to come with me?"

"Sure, it will be fun. We can sit a talk to me some more."

We walked towards the coffee shop talking about class and making small talk. I was not looking where I was going and I ran into something hard. When I looked to see who I bumped into to apologize, I realized that it was him, the boy named Jace from my dreams.  For some reason, I could not catch my breath because all these scenes of him kissing me were flooding my head. It felt like I was ready to pass out and just when I was sliding off my feet, these strong arms held me steady. Those strong hands were familiar and so was the touch. 

Clary

"Is it really you, Jace? The boy from my dreams? Are you real or am I dreaming again?"

Flashes of scenes of us together started going in front of my eyes. We were kissing in front of what looks like a wall of colored glass and there were futuristic computer screens like in the Avenger movies, one on an NYC street, one in the most beautiful forest I have ever seen, and then us in a bed with black silk sheets and he was kissing me like if it was our first time. This is him, Jace, my Jace. The golden boy from my dreams but without the tattoos, I saw in my dreams.

"Do you remember me? Do you know who I am or what I am to you?

"You are Jace, right? We know each other but I cannot remember where we met."

"Yeah, I am Jace. We do know each other very well. What do you remember, Clary?"

"I am so sorry. This is my friend from high school and now we go to art school together. This is Holly and Holly, this is Jace."

"The boy from your dream, Jace? He is really real Clary and not a dream."

"Yes, I am real and Clary and I have known each other for the last two years."

"Holly, would you mind if I talk to Jace alone?"

"Are you sure? Are you going to be okay, Clary?"

"Yes, I am sure. I will stop by your dorm or call if I have a change of plans. I really need to talk to him."

"Okay, I will leave you in his hands. Please call me when you get in or if you are planning to come back late so that I do not worry."

"I promise. You are a jewel and I will talk to you later."

I turned around to look at Jace and still cannot believe my eyes. He is real, and more gorgeous in person than in my dreams. Just like I saw him in my dreams or should I say memories? He was looking at me like he was so happy to see me and his smile just melted me.

Jace

I was standing in front of the coffee shop hoping to run into Clary when all of a sudden, she ran into me, literally. She looks so beautiful. When she looked up, apologizing for bumping into me, she was surprised to see me. 

"Is it really you, Jace? The boy from my dreams? Are you real or am I dreaming again?"

"Do you remember me? Do you know who I am or what I am to you?

"You are Jace, right? We know each other but I cannot remember where we met."

"Yeah, I am Jace. We do know each other very well. What do you remember, Clary?"

"I am so sorry. This is my friend from high school and now we go to art school together. This is Holly and Holly, this is Jace."

Clary must have been talking to her friend about me because the girl knew exactly who I was. 

Do you remember me? Do you know who I am or what I am to you?

"You are Jace, right? We know each other but I cannot remember where we met."

"Yeah, I am Jace. We do no each other very well. What do you remember, Clary?"

Clary told Holly that she needs to talk to me and would see her at the dorm later. She really wanted to be with me and I could see her excitement. We walked into the coffee shop and I ordered coffee for Clary and me. I knew exactly what she was going to order and she was surprised that I knew, but just smiled as I paid for the coffees. We found a table in a quiet corner and she kept looking at me in awe like she could not believe her eyes. God, she is so beautiful and she is still dreaming about me. I will not rush her into anything and I will wait patiently until she is ready to talk. 

"I am so sorry. You must think that I am weird and I really hope that you do not. I have been dreaming about you and that is how I know your name. The only thing is that they feel more like memories because I can remember things, intimate things."

"Tell me what are your dreams or memories about."

"That you and I are a couple. In one dream, we were steading in a large room with these futuristic computer screens like in one of the superhero movies. There was a wall of colored glass and I ran up to you and put my arms around you. You looked like you were worried, but you acted surprised that I hugged you because you hesitated to hug me back. Then whey you did, I kissed you and you kissed me back. In another dream, you took your shirt off and had these beautiful black tattoos, and when I drew one on your chest with a pen, they lit up like golden lights and I lit up too. Then you pulled me into your arms and held me close to you. All this feels like if I have known you all my life and each of these scenes was a different part of it. This is going to sound weird, but when I wake up, I can still feel your touch and can still taste you."

I felt tears in my eyes, but I did my best to hold them back. Is it possible that our love is so strong that she is remembering me? Since I am no longer bound to the angels as a Shadowhunter, I can tell her the truth. I just have to be careful since too much information can do her harm. 

"Clary, those are not dreams but memories of who we are. What I am about to tell you is the truth and I hope that you believe me. We are both Nephilim and those tattoos are actually runes. We are half-human and half-angel, but because of some experiments done to us before we were born I am a full-blooded angel and you are almost full-blooded too. We are called Shadowhunters and our runes give us angelic powers. We protect the mundane and downworlders from demons. We have been together for the last two years and have been in an intimate relationship for the last four months before you lost your memory. Your memories were taken away by Raziel who is the angel that created the first Shadowhunter because he forbade you not to create runes and you did to save the world. So he punished you. That is another long and complicated story. For now, we are going to concentrate on ourselves and what we are to each other. Clary, I am your baby's father. I was there with you at the doctor's office under a glamour, the angelic power to make us invisible to the mundane. The reason that I no longer have the runes is that I requested for them to be removed. I became mundane. I was not to interfere with your punishment, but I gave up being a Shadowhunter to be with you, Clary."

Clary looked at me with tears in her eyes. I just stood quietly and waited for her to get her thoughts together. Will she come back to me even though I know that she is showing signs that she loves me even though she does not remember. All I want is Clary and our unborn child back with me where she belongs. 

"Jace, you are the one that I truly love. You are him, the one that belongs by my side. I believe everything you have said to me, because deep down inside, I felt that something was missing in my life. There was this emptiness in my heart and I did not know how to fill it until I started dreaming about you. I do not care what has happened in the last few months when everything was blank. All I care about is that I know who my baby's father is and that you want us. You gave everything up to be with me. It means a lot to me."

"Clary, I have always wanted you since the first night we bumped into each other, more than life itself. You have no idea how alone I was and how empty I have been without you by my side. I do not care about my life if you are not in it."

I got up from the table, pulled Clary into my arms, and crushed her lips with mine. I wanted to taste every bit of her. All these months without her by my side were endless. Now she is here in my arms and I am never going to leave her side ever again.