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[ Despite the fact that he speaks at much more normal volume than she had, Clary almost doesn't hear him, either, the pounding of her heart deafening in her ears. She honestly thought she would never see him again or would have to find some magical way to get to him, something Magnus would probably tell her was impossible; having him here, starting at her like she'll disappear any second (a feeling that is very much shared, too), makes her dizzy as if the world was spinning too fast all of a sudden.

For what feels like an eternity she just stands there, answer caught somewhere in her chest along with her breath, and then she runs to him. Her arms wrap tightly around him, one clutching his jacket while the other goes to the back of his head, fingers threading through his hair. Let him feel how real she is, just as she's doing with him now, face pressed to his neck to inhale the familiar smell of him. If this is a dream, she thinks, please don't ever let me wake up.

When she finally finds her voice again it's broken, cracking around her words as a million different emotions rush over her, all of them good but overwhelming in their intensity. ]

I thought I'd never see you again.