Clary and Jace lay idly in the grassy fields. It was a favorite pastime, to lie on the fragrant grass, watch the colors of the sky change from the cool break of dawn to the bright yellows and vibrant blues as the hours passed and then the lush orange, purple and pinks before the sun set and twilight ushered in the purples, midnight blues and the starry speckled skies. Sometimes they didn't bother returning to their home for weeks. Or at least she thought it was weeks. For all she knew it could have been years.

It was a wonderful existence here with Jace. Every moment together, loving each other. They had not spent a moment apart since Jace first arrived and there was truly nothing she could complain about. But one day she started thinking about what their lives might be like if they truly lived and were not trapped in this endless unchanging state. What if they could grow old together, have children, watch those children grow and have their own children, deal with all the trials and tribulations of a normal life, watching each other age, grow wiser, and alter with the passing years. She knew she was happy but couldn't help feeling that something was missing.

She held her tongue for a long time. Then one day after they had feasted on a meal of freshly picked fruits and berries she turned to Jace who was staring off into the distance and wondered if he might share these thoughts that always seemed to brim at the edges of her mind.

"Darling," she moved closer to him and placed herself on his lap, her hands moving around his neck.

"My love," he smiled down at her as his own hands went around her waist.

"I've been thinking," she looked closely into his golden eyes trying to detect any hidden desires behind them.

"What have you been thinking?" he grinned, his eyes clear and shining.

"I've been thinking it may be time to go back, to start over again," she watched a frown form on his face. "You know you're everything to me and this is paradise, being with you but … I want to live a full life with you. I want to have those babies I wasn't ready for so long ago. I want to raise a family together, grow old together," she stopped then and waited for his response.

The frown on his face faded away at her words and was replaced with surprise. "Growing old isn't so great," he finally said with a smirk and wrapped her closer against him. "And children …" his face went blank. "I messed that up when I had my chance," he continued.

"That was my fault, darling. I should never have put that on you. I didn't know how your heart would close off after ..." Clary assured him.

"No, that was me. I didn't have to be that way. I knew it was wrong," Jace shook his head.

"Jace, are you sorry you had your daughter? She's a wonderful girl. You should never be sorry for bringing such beauty, grace, strength and intelligence into the world," she kissed him gently.

"No, I'm not sorry for that but I am sorry for what I did to her mother and how I couldn't love her the way she should have been loved," Jace spoke contritely.

Clary put her hands on his face and cupped it, turning his eyes to her. "That wasn't you. The Jace I know could fill up the world with so much love there wouldn't be room for anything else," she said with certainty.

"For you. Only for you," he answered, his eyes warming with love.

"So, you don't want to try again?" she asked patiently. "Jonathan left us a long time ago. Is he braver than us?" she teased.

"That's not why he left," Jace answered. "There's nothing else we could need or want outside of here and he wanted to find that too. He wanted to have a real life, not overcast by demonic possession, to be true to who he really is and could be and then, hopefully, find his own eternal love."

He bent his head down to kiss her and she knew from the way he pressed down on her open lips they would soon be molded into each other, making love.

"Jace," she pushed him off gently. "I want to have a whole life with you. I want to have your children."

His face clouded over. "But, we won't be together … like we are here. There will be other people and things in our way. What if we don't find each other?"

"Do you really think that's possible?" she asked doubtingly. "I know I could never be complete until I found you. And all those other 'things' are part of what makes us who we truly are. Don't you want to try?"

Jace sighed. "I just know what it was like without you and I know I never want to feel like that again."

Clary smiled at him. "I promise. I won't rest until I find you … and make you mine."

Jace looked at her, his love and adoration overflowing in his eyes. "I am yours. I will always be yours." Then he looked down and whispered, "I'm afraid of what I'll turn into without you."

Clary held him tighter. "Jace, before you knew me you were still you. This amazing, brave, loving person, the strongest, most alive person I had ever met."

Jace lifted his eyes at her then, "Clary, those things … I only became after I met you."

Clary shook her head and smiled at him," That's not true, Jace. I know Alec and Izzy, all of the Lightwoods and even Valentine couldn't help but love you. I will find you. Do you believe me?"

A tumult of conflicting emotions seemed to war with each other in his eyes but finally he nodded, "You know I'd do anything you asked me to. You know I can't deny you anything. Even … letting you go."

Clary wrapped herself around him. She hoped she was doing the right thing. She knew this was important, that as idyllic as their current existence was, they were missing something and they would never be complete without it.

"I love you, Jace. Now, let's make love," she whispered in his ear and lost herself in their impassioned embrace.

So, an opening for new Clace stories. No ideas yet, but if something comes to me … I'm working on a new story about Jace's daughter, Adele, and Izzy's/Simon's kids. Hope you're interested.