Will & Tessa \ Wessa

Will and Kit Herondale, First Encounter

Kit started in surprise when he saw the ghost of a young man with black hair hovering in the doorway.

Will was leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded casually.

Kit should've been alarmed, he should have, but he simply couldn't. He had witnessed too much in the last few weeks, and a pain he wished he could get rid of seemed to flow through him constantly.  A constant reminder of what could have been.  Alarm and surprise were nothing compared to this pain. 

"And who are YOU?" Kit demanded.

The black hair... thought Kit as he regarded the figure, was just like Ty's black hair.  The blue eyes reminded him of someone else but he couldn't remember who now...

"Tell me, Kit," Said Will casually. "How's the whole running away thing working out for you?"

"I'm not running away."

"Oh no?  I've heard you whining to the baby about the Blackthorn boy.  If her first word is Tiberius no one will be surprised."  Will smiled.  "And anyway, you're a Herondale, we run, but we always find our way back... usually."

"Why haven't you moved on?"  Kit sighed, frowning.  He recognized Will from an old photograph buried in one of the drawers in the library, hidden beneath old important yellowed papers.  He had seen Jem Carstairs staring at that photo, very often, and Kit would never forget the look of sadness that had come over Jem's face, a look of longing so profound on Jem's face that Kit had turned away abruptly, feeling like an intruder into something he would never understand.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm watching over you and Jace of course, wherever he is." Replied Will. "Do you love him?"

"Who, Jace?" Kit raised his eyebrows.

Will laughed quietly, "Not Jace, Ty Blackthorn."

"Yes.  Yes, I suppose I do.  Very much." It was the first time Kit had admitted it out loud, even if it was to the ghost of his dead ancestor.

He felt a tightness in his heart ease and he was grateful.  He breathed out, feeling light.  He stared up at Will in surprise.

"Then fight for love." Said Will. "Don't give up. It's never easy, but it's worth it." Will's blue eyes sparkled knowingly. "Trust me."

Kit nodded and sat up involuntarily as Will started to disappear, "Wait, where are you going?  Will you be back?"

"I'm headed back to the Institute."  Will grinned. "Jessamine gets lonely, and then she gets upset.  She's a terror when she's upset.  She was in life, and now in death.  Would you like me to come back, Kit?"

"If you want to." Kit's eyes were wide and hopeful.  Yes, he wanted to say. 

Will rolled his eyes. "If I want to.  A true Herondale.  A simple yes won't do."

And Will was suddenly gone as Jem popped his head into the room. "Alright Kit?  Were you talking to someone?"

But Kit only smiled.  He was ready and maybe he had been for a while.  He was ready to see Ty. To fight for love as only a Herondale could.