Reverse (Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern fanfic)

The End (part 2)

Here we were, back in 2007 for the second time. I wanted to go back to the first time I had ever seen Jonathan. I am talking about the time he was just about to kill Sebastian and I jumped in to save him and that was the beginning of the 5 months I had spent with him. And I wanted to go back to that and wack my 5 month younger self on the back of her head to knock her out, so she wouldn't get involved in any of this. Of course, Oliver said that it was dangerous to interact with or harm your previously time-traveled self. So we were here, back in 2007 two hours later we had left before. We were in a huge building, some could say it was built on holy ground. I don't know whose idea it was but curtains were made out of jeans. And the carpet looked as if an unicorn threw up on it. All I can think about is how Magnus would not approve of all this clashing, of course I am not talking about the Magnus we created after we screwed up, but the Magnus he was supposed to be. And the people looked worse, there was a girl in BOOTCUT JEANS. She was also wearing a pink hoodie which carefully only exposed her lower abdomen. And there was another guy wearing a jean jacket with jeans, and if that was not enough he had a cowboy hat on.

"The Paris institute! Really!" I whisper-yelled at Oliver, you know the thing your mom does when you're out in public and you did something wrong, so she carefully yells at you so no one else but you could hear it. Well, I was the mom in this situation.

"I wanted to make sure that what we are about to do is an appropriate solution to this problem. Thus, I wanted us to think hard about it on the long way there" Oliver nervously smiled, I was hoping he could notice that I was slowly stabbing him with my eyes.

"We could have went to that beat up bar"

"And risk a mundane seeing us appear out of thin air. Have you not seen those conspiracy theories about people appearing out of nowhere? What if some mundane was recording and happens to catch us on tape. We would be branded as aliens or time travelers. I have seen videos of that, and those Shadowhunters needed to be careful"

"But we are time travelers! And we don't need to think if our plan is good, this is the only plan we have, hence this is our best plan"

Oliver opened his mouth, it was as if he was about to say something, but he quickly closed it and stared with his eyes wide open to something that was behind me. I turned to examine what the problem was, and oh god! The problem was huge, I would say about 5 feet and 8 to 10 inches. The problem also had black hair and a bad haircut to go along with it.

"Oh you're back! To stalk me, I assume. You haven't gotten enough of this yet" Eck! It was Sebastian

"Hello Demon slut! That's what I am going to refer to you as from now on.....I thought you were hiding in Idris, making mediocre art"

"Ah! So you have seen my posters. Did you like my witch nose, I thought it added a nice touch"

"My three legged dog could draw better than you"

"You don't have a dog" Oliver chipped

"Shut up Oliver! I was trying to make a point"

"Lying as always, you're doing a pretty good job of acting like your not totally obsessed with me" OBSESSED WITH HIM! I saved him, I ruined my life to save him. He is the reason everything is so out of place now. I knew I should have just left him to get poached to death by Jonathan. Who knew! Jonathan was doing us a favor all along. No stop! That's mean, he is a person–well, more or less. No matter how horrible he is, you can't wish death upon him. But then I just saw him staring at me with his beady eyes and thought to myself 'oh screw it!'. Being nice didn't get me anywhere, let's spice things up then.

"Why is she laughing like a lunatic?" He asked Oliver

"She is picturing herself stabbing you multiple times in a place I should not mention" Oliver responded