Author's Note: Hi guys. I am so sorry for not posting anything sooner, but I had a lot happen in my life (both good and bad) within a month and half. I kept trying to find the time to write, but everything was extremely hectic. So once again, I apologize.

This chapter is not longest and it may not be the best, but I figure that I had to get something up and soon. I hope you guys like it :)

Using a handkerchief that was old enough to be considered an antique, Tessa silent dabbed the tears from her eyes. On the dance floor in front of her, Jace and Clary were dancing their first dance as a married couple. From where Tessa and her husband sat, she could see the pure and utter happiness radiating from both of their shining eyes.

"I'm so happy for them," Tessa said, smiling through her tears. Jem, who had become quite attached to Tessa's descendant in the recent years, had damp eyes as well.

Nodding, he said, "After everything they have been through and everything they have done, they truly deserve to be happy with each other."

The warlock returned to gaze to the couple as she considered Jem's words. It was true - they had been through more than most their age and if anyone deserved a happy ever after, it was the dancing couple in front of her. Within moments, she had zoned out from reality as she though about exactly what happened to them.

She didn't even notice the song had ended until Simon Lewis, who was the speaker, announced that it was time for the father-daughter dance. The majority of the non-mundanes in the room looked confused and even a little bit scared, until Luke Graymark stood up and walked over to take Clary from Jace, ceasing their fears of a reincarnated Valentine.

They began to dance to Cinderella by Steven Curtis Chapman and once again, Tessa found herself enchanted by the beauty of the bride and the overall excitement of the occasion. She watched them dance but towards the end of the song, her eyes travelled away as they began to sweep the floor, searching for the only other Herondale in the world. After searching for several moments and coming up empty-handed, Tessa leaned into Jem and whispered, "Can you see Jace, anywhere?"

Jem's eyes began to scour for the golden haired boy, but he too, had no luck. He was preparing to tell exactly that to his wife, when a familiar voice spoke from behind them.

"Do you think your man would mind if I stole you away for the next dance?"

Tessa turned quickly on her heels, with a smile spreading across her immortal face. "I don't need his permission to dance. We don't live in the nineteenth century anymore." As she spoke, she winked playfully at her husband, causing both Jem and Jace to laugh.

Jem shook his head. "Even when we did live in the nineteenth century, you never waited for anyone's permission, Tessa. You always did what you wanted."

"Well in that case, will you dance with me, Tessa? Clary figured that since her and Luke get a special dance, I should be able to have one with you," Jace grinned. Tessa rolled her grey eyes wand but said 'of course', all the same.

As Clary and Luke's dance ended, Jace led Tessa onto the dance floor. As they were walking, Tessa had a bad feeling about what was about to happen. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she asked, "Jace, what song did you pick?"

He began to laugh and as suspected, Tessa didn't feel better. "It's a song that always reminds me of you." She was about to fire back a sarcastic retort when a song began to play. She couldn't help but laugh.

"Forever Young? Really? Really?"