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Of all the things Clary expected from Isabelle, it wasn't this mixed awe and worry that her dark eyes were gazing at her. She seemed to be in deep in thought, brows furrowed as if contemplating the sense in the sudden request the great Angel asked her ginger haired friend.

Oh well, looks like she failed in her prediction.

"Clary...I really don't know what to say." Izzy said as she slowly sat down on a chair.

"Izzy you need to help me with this," the redhead pleaded, green eyes large as plates with hope shimmering beneath them.

The black haired girl hummed in thought, and all of the sudden a grin formed on her lips, brown orbs sparkling with mischief.

She placed her hands on her hips and nodded. Clary sighed with relief but she glanced at Izzy with wariness. After all, nothing ever turned out good for her if her best friend had that look.

By your name Raziel, I have the feeling you're laughing your ass off somewhere due to my current situation,Clary grumbled in her mind as she nodded for Izzy to continue.

If possible, Isabelle's grin got wider; Clary couldn't help but shudder under the sight of it.

"I will agree with your terms under one condition," Clary looked at her expectantly, and with a girlish squeal that bursted the poor girl's eardrums said, " You need to accompany me in shopping twice a week"

The fire haired girl already knew her dear friend had won, so with a groan and a grudging 'fine', complied.

Isabelle clapped her hands and grabbed the wrist of her friend. "Great! We should go buy some lingerie, girl you're in deeply need of it." She remarked, heading towards the elevator and pressing the button while ignoring Clary's protests on having enough modest underwear.

They hired a taxi and headed off to Victoria's Secret.

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"I'm taking this and this and this,"muttered Isabelle as she took several panties and tossed it in her pile of items that was her shopping bag.

She took in the different styles of bodysuits, tops, and bras that were neatly arranged along the stands.

Her beautiful dark eyes examined each possible addition that could be tossed in her already full bag.

She decided she'd take several sexy's bodysuits, some tops, lots of bras and even nightgowns, the see-through ones.

Meanwhile, Clary -with a very much flustered face- was viewing some bras that would replace the old ones she always used.

Definitely this was the most embarrassing day, if anything Clary didn't have Isabelle's boldness in terms of clothing, she preferred modesty but she had to admit, it was good to be daring from time to time.

"See anything you like?", Izzy's voice said from behind her, the ginger haired girl could see the different bags that hung from her arms, at least Izzy didn't seem bothered by the 'immodest' robes that were literally displayed everywhere in the shop.

But this was Isabelle Lightwood, she had no problem using daring clothing.

Clary sighed and turned around, "I need help, maybe advice. I'm not sure what to choose, I mean, I'm a red-haired girl and because of my hair certain colors doesn't apply to me, and that shouldn't be a problem because, since I was a kid I could do just fine but..." she continued rumbling about what a pain it was on not knowing what to choose when Izzy decided to intervene, "Alright, alright just trust me on this. It's my speciality."

She begin to examine the varieties of bras that caused her friend so much trouble, for the tall teenager the problem was as simple it sounds.

While Izzy took care of it, Clary noticed that it was getting late by the darkening of the sky and, that it was going to rain heavily if the stormy clouds were anything to go by, they'll have to hurry.

She quickly chose various perfumes and body lotions that would be used eventually.

She joined Isabelle in the cashier to pay, once Izzy did (with her credit card because she belongs to one of the richest Shadowhunters families)they exited the building and headed towards the Institute.

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They slumped with exhaustion in the couch in the living room, their shopping bags scattered on the rug which Church gladly took interest in making his bed.

They regarded each other for a few minutes before they burst in laughter.

"Oh God, that was…" Clary sighed with a grin as she took her time in getting air to her lungs, "the most tiring day?," Izzy finished as Clary nodded, "Yeah, at least we got in here before the storm."

"Do you think Church would like to sleep there? Because I'm sure it's the least comfortable option." Said Izzy, gesturing to the plump furball that was the blue Persian feline.

Clary shrugged, "I don't know, he doesn't seem to mind. For all Raziel knows, he could make the pillows his palace and he would still not mind." She commented, earning an amused snort from Izzy.

"Speaking of not minding, I forgot to ask where is Alec? Are he and Magnus gone away on holiday or something?" The ginger head asked.

Izzy nodded. "He and Magnus went to the Bahamas, said they needed a break and that Alec needed more sunshine. Oh and Magnus found out a new kind of glitter that you can only get in the sand."

The redhead deadpanned. "In the sand? How in Raziel's name a 'new kind of glitter' could only be found in the sand?"

Izzy shrugged, "How would I know? I'm not an expert in kinds of glitter like Magnus is. Besides, Alec really wanted to try having a relaxing day that doesn't involve demons, great parties or creepy pigeons that stalk you in your window."

Clary looked at her in confusion. "Wouldn't Chairman Meow take care of the pigeons. I mean he's a cat. It's in his nature to hunt you know?"

"Apparently Chairman Meow was angry with Alec when he accidentally stepped on his tail, and caused him to fall on Magnus's swimming pool.

So as payback he refused to rid Alec of the pigeons."

"I'm sure Chairman Meow was having a blast."

Izzy laughed. " I guess, Alec told me he would watch his step from now on."

"And what did Magnus said from all this?"

If possible, Isabelle laughed harder. " By the Angel, all he said was 'I really could make a feathery boa with my cat's hairballs, and I'd make sure they're filled with glitter when you will use it."

The redhead burst in laughter. "Oh dear Raziel, poor Alec."

A loud shriek echoed throughout the room, Clary and Izzy stifled another laugh when they saw that a glass of water had fallen on Church, making his blue-gray fur soaked.

He's definitely going to be more grumpy than usual, Clary mused. She noticed a letter that was quickly getting wet by the puddle of water that was dripping from his fur.

As she picked up the letter, Izzy began to order some Chinese food. It was one of these days that Clary really enjoyed, moments like this were rare and the redhead cherished every single one of them.

While she opened the letter, Izzy busied herself in taking her shopping bags to her room. She folded all of her clothes that would somehow fit in her full wardrobe. The nightgowns and bodysuits would be in the clothes hanger.

With everything in order and a satisfied look on her new additions, Isabelle opened her door, ready to dine and have a full rest. To her surprise and concern, Clary stood in front of her; the letter in her hand but what surprised Isabelle most was the eerie calm her features seemed to have, as if waiting for the storm to come.

Their eyes connected and there weren't enough words to express, understanding dawned on Izzy and with a nod, she headed to the living room with Clary in tow.

The fire-headed girl sat on a couch and Izzy sat across her, a round wooden table was the only thing that separated them.

"Izzy we must begin now," she handed the letter to her and Izzy gazed at her for a few moments before she diverted her attention to the words written.

As she sank in the information, her face turned solemn, she placed the paper in the table.

She sighed, " Well shit, I was really looking forward to relaxing but duty calls," she started walking to the stairs that lead to the elevator with Clary following behind.

She paused in front of the metallic black gates and gave her a sidelong glance, " Not to sound rude and all but the Angel has great timing for these unexpected circumstances, don't you think?" She pressed the button and as its gates opened Clary couldn't agree more.

Even after the Dark War, it seemed there wouldn't be peace for them, but here they were, trying to find a book before the whole world goes into chaos.

Still, they'd have loved to take a day off.

"So…" Izzy drawled, and the fire headed girl shifted as she patiently waited for the elevator to reach the ground floor. " Do you have any idea what are we searching for?"

"All I know what Mr Mysterious said was to listen to the owl that whispers in the night" she replied, as the gates opened and they stepped outside.

"Well if we're doing this while a storm is coming then we should do this quickly" Isabelle said as they opened the doors and walked out.

"I have a feeling this isn't going to be easy, but I believe when he referred to an 'owl' he actually means a person."

"Well Clary, you sure are getting better with the clues he'd left you. But who in their right mind would still be outside? Especially at this hour and with these strong gusts of wind… I personally believe that even the vampires wouldn't want to go out."

They reached Central Park and sat on a bench, fortunately they were wearing jackets and they had taken weapons on them for precaution.

The park was quiet and the only comfort they had were the dark clouds looming over them. They heard thunder in the distance, lightning flashing across the skies, and they knew it wouldn't be long before rain started to pour.

They instantly took out their seraph blades when they heard something approaching.

An almost translucent apparition floated before them, head tilted to a side with a mischievous smirk plastered in her features.

Clary blinked at the small girl that stood or rather levitated a few feet away from them, she could feel Izzy slight shift closer to her, an action that she felt grateful.

"You came here to speak with me yes?" She said sweetly, gazing innocently at the red-haired girl. Which Clary found oddly unnerving.

"Actually I came here to ask you what you knew," she replied while clenching the grip of her seraph blade, such were the cases when dealing with ghosts, they could act unpredictable at any moment.

Clary felt quite happy that she had took her time to study about the different kinds of supernatural creatures, apart from the various types of demons, fairies or the hierarchy of angels, ghosts were the most uncommon beings to deal with.

The little girl smiled, causing the knot in the girl's stomach to tighten. Her hollow eyes were making them wary, even when a small flame flickered between the empty holes.

"And why would I do that? Such things aren't for the living to hear." She told them, as she slowly walked towards them.

Clary shot Izzy a look as she cautiously approached the spirit. "Would you consider telling me?" She asked and the spirit tapped her lips, and thinking that she'd refuse the fire-headed girl blurted out, "I know you might think I'm like most of my kind, prejudicial and having the tendency to act without thinking things through but I assure you in the name of Raziel himself, I'm not like most Shadowhunters."

The little girl smiled then, a warm smile that made the girls relax a bit but that didn't mean they'd lower their guard.

"Then he must have told me the truth..follow me Daughter of Morning, I have much to tell you," with that she turned and skipped inside the park, her translucent silhouette quickly transforming into a bright sphere of light.

"Izzy stay here just to be sure," she told her as she started following the sphere and before disappearing into the thicket of bushes and trees she heard Izzy mutter a faint 'stay safe'

Every shadow made Clary stay on guard and the storm seemed not to be so far away now, for lightning striked the sky more continuously.

They soon got to a small clearing and like switching on the light, small flickers of flames began to manifest around them and as the orb shape-shifted into a little girl, she turned and said, "It's been centuries since we had someone to talk to, most mundanes are afraid to go to this section but we always take joy in the stillness and calmness of nature. Come forward and let your fears vanish for I will impart my knowledge to you Daughter of Morning," with that the flames begin to grow until they too transformed into shapes, mist replacing flames.

Clary took all of this in awe, mesmerized in the unworldly beauty that was nature.

The spirit let her living companion soak all this in afore speaking, " Clary, dark times are coming, a malevolent force is stirring from millennia of reforming in the abyss, be cautious for snakes slither in the darkness, keep your allies close for things are going to get much worse than before, heed my warning Daughter of Morning; Alas not all is forfeit, I assure you when you think hope is lost have faith," the fire-headed nodded at this and thought at how they all needed to prepare, bring Alec and Magnus back; tell Simon, Izzy, Luke and her mom. Jace… Clary couldn't help but wonder what to tell him, they have drifted apart after they had defeated Sebastian but her heart still ached for him, of the bond they once had but now all what was left was a numbness in the place where it once belonged to him.

" I shall do what you say wise spirit," she replied, it was kind of weird talking so proper but with spirits as old as the little girl it was a wise thing to respect them.

The little girl nodded, already knowing her answer, " Remember this Clarissa, you have the blood of the purest of spirits running through your veins, Heaven doesn't forget one of their own. Use your ability wisely, for when the time comes when you must make a choice be joyful. Lots of surprises await you, Daughter of Morning. Now go, your friend needs your help, I believe I've keep you enough," with that the misty shapes shimmered and returned into their original shapes, flames lighted the path that lead to the original entrance where they came from and as Clary followed she heard the spirit whisper a final farewell.

"May the odds be with you.."