Seraphina got out of the car, following the trail of paws, she spotted clothes laying around.

She pick up the shirt from the ground and smelled it.

Smelling the familiar scent, she smiled.

"So you're here?" she asked, turning around to face the person.

The person walked up to her, taking the shirt from her hands.

Putting the shirt on, he answered "Did you doubt me, love?"

Seraphina moved to hug the man "Oh, never, Nik."

Nik looks at his wife, his true love, as he moves closer to her, holding her chin up and lowering his head.

His lips slowly descand on hers, kissing them with fervor.

Nik remembers the day of their first wedding ceremony, their second and looking for her parents. The only thing that they've learned was her connection to angels.

"So, you broke the curse. What will you do now?" she asked.

New York Institute, NY

Jocelyn, Luke, Simon and the young shadowhunters sat in the living room of the Institute with Magnus sitting on the chair.

"Magnus, what is this all about?" Jocelyn Fairchild asked.

Magnus stood up from the chair "Last night I had a dream of a young woman." he started.

Jace stood up and said "Oh good, was she hot?"

Magnus looked at Jace angered at the interruption "Sit down, Jace. It was nothing like that. The point is that she looked like Valentine." he continued.

Jocelyn looked at Magnus, hopeful expression on her face "Could it be her?" she asked.

"Her, who?" asked Clary confused.

Jocelyn turned to look at Clary, taking her hands in hers "Your older sister, Jonathan's twin." she answered, seeing Jace's expression she added "And no, Jace, you and Clary are not brother and sister."

"What?" Jace and Clary said unanimously.

"You look like a Herondale, Jace. Jonathan had Valentine's hair color and black eyes." she said to Jace.

"What happened in your dream, Magnus?"

"I don't know, that is the problem." he answered, baffled.

At that moment, a bright light entered their vision. When the light left the room, a woman appeared.

"I can help you with finding her." she said.

"Who are you?" yelled Alec, standing up with his bow and arrow prepared to shoot.

"Peace, nephilim. My name is Ayanna, I've watched Seraphina grow up, I cannot hurt you, for I am dead."

"How can you help us then?" Clary asked.

"The creator of the Other Side, the witch Quetsiyah, was the one that sent Seraphina thousand years back, to help the needed. I can show you the life she has lead and the life she will lead, but you cannot go to her, until her destiny is fulfilled."

"What's the catch?" asked Magnus.

Ayanna let out a breath and answered "Both Valentine and Jonathan will be here when the visions begin."

"Do it!" Clary agreed immediately.

"Clary, no." yelled Jace.

"You can't stop me Jace, not this time. I want to see my sister and I don't care if they show up. I need this, please."

Jocelyn hearing this, nodded her head at Ayanna "Do it."

"Alright." said Ayanna.