Hey all! So this is my first Mortal Instruments fanfic. This first one-shot is from Jace's point of view after City of Glass. I'm going to add more from all different character's POV. Please, R&R!

The rosy light of twilight illuminated the glorious city of Idris. Its buildings seemed lit with an incandescent glow. People walked the streets, Downworlders and Shadowhunters alike, reveling in the beauty of it. In light of recent events, they seemed to walk with some trepidation, as if one wrong step could plummet everything into the dark times we had until recently been living in. Though even this anxiety couldn't eclipse the beauty of this night. Once, I would have thought no other sight could be more perfect.

I didn't see any of it now.

She was walking toward me, her bright hair hanging loosely over her shoulders. From my post atop the hill, I watched her as she made her trek up to me. She didn't look at me at first. I saw her bright eyes take in her surroundings, watched her chest rise and fall as she breathed in the cool evening air. A gentle smile played at her full lips. Finally, her gaze reached mine.

For a moment, we both stood there, frozen. Realizing again that we had won this battle, that we belonged together now. Simaltaneously, we stepped forward, closing the distance between us in a few strides. I opened my arms, and she fell into them.

I closed my arms around her, binding her to my chest. She fit so perfectly there, and I couldn't remember what it felt like to be without her. How had I survived that time when she was forbidden to me? Slowly, gently, she turned her head up to mine. Her eyes searched mine, and with a smile I kissed her. She sighed.

"Clary," I breathed into her hair. That was all I needed to say. Whatever uncertainty I had had about my identity—my name—none of that mattered now. Hers was the only name I needed.

Clary.