After the war Clary's pov

Clary comes home after spending the day with Isabelle planning her wedding with Simon. When she steps in to the living room she sees her worst nightmare. There, on the caught, is Jace kissing Kaelie, the Seelie. –What the hell? She screams in the second she sees them. –Clary, it's not what it looks like, tries Jace to say, but Clary interrupts him. –I thought you loved me. I guess it was just another lie. Have a nice life Jace. And then she ran out of the house. She took her steele(don't know how to spell it, but you know what I mean) and created a portal.

She ended up in the institute in Rome. She recognized the walls and she had learned Italian in school. She walked around in the institute before she finally found a girl in the library. She had brown hair and brown eyes. If I should have guessed I think she's about 20 years old, my age.–Hi, I said. –I'm Clary. I am from the institute in New York. I sounded nervous. –Oh Hi Clary, I'm Ronja. It's Nice to meet you. Not to sound rude, but what are you doing here? She asked with a curious voice. –Uhm, I kind of got into a fight with my boyfriend, who isn't my boyfriend after the fight and ran away, I said shaky. –Well, she said. I'm living alone on this institute after my parents died and my husband left me, so you can stay here if you want to. Her parents died? And her husband left her. I feel so bad for her. And I really need a place to stay for a while. I think we could become the greatest of friends. –I would love to stay, I said in a cheery voice. –But are you sure, I don't want to bother you, I said in an embarrassed voice. –Of course I am sure. I could need someone to live with. If you didn't come I'm sure that the books would have been my only friends. I started to chuckle. Looks like I have gotten a new home.

Ronja showed me to my new room so I could start to "feel like home" as she said it. I used one of my runes and got all of my things from my and Jace's house into my room. With the tings came also a picture. It was of me and Jace the day he asked me to live with him. A few days after the war against my brother. We seemed so happy. If I just had known that he was going to break my heart two years later. I started to cry. Why? Why did he do that? Wasn't I good enough? Did he ever love me? After a while I heard a knock on my door and Ronja came in.

-Do you want to tell me about it, she asked whit worried eyes. I nodded. She would find out soon anyway. –I have felt sick a couple of morning now and while I helped a friend to prepare for her wedding I told her. She forced me to take a pregnancy test. It was positive, I said and looked down. I heard Ronja gasp, but continued. – I walked home and was ready to tell Jace. And I walked in, only to see that he was making out whit a Seelie, who has been after him since forever. After I was done screaming at him I ran out and made a portal and here we are, I said and started to cry again. I felt that she embraced me and heard her say. –It's ok. You don't have to go back. You can call you friend and tell her that you are ok, but that you can't go to the wedding. I'm going to help you Clary and everything is going to be fine. I looked up at her. –Why are you being so nice to me? I asked. –I don't know. You just seem like someone who need someone right now and I know how it is to feel alone. Come on. Let's go and watch a movie and eat ice cream. That always helps. Right? She said and pulled me up. I liked her better already. –Right I said and followed Ronja.

9 months later

I've now lived in the institute in Rome for 9 months with Ronja. I haven't called any of my friends since I told Isabelle that I couldn't make it to her wedding. I'm 9 months pregnant and I'm expecting a girl. Her name is going to be Aleksandra Simone Herondale. She's still Jace's daughter so she keeps his last name. I'm still missing Jace incredible much, but he broke my heart. I don't think I'm capable to ever fall in love again.

3 years later

I woke up when Aleksandra almost threw me out of my bed. –MOM! Aunt Ronja told me to wake you. We have guests from another institute! You have to come down to meets them. I smiled to my little girl before I got dressed and walked down with Alex in my arms. -Do you know who they are? I asked her when we reached the door. –The only thing auntie said was that they were from new York and that you might know them, she said. New York! - Please don't be Jace. Please don't be Jace, I thought while I walked in to the living room. In the middle of the room was Jace, Isabelle, Alec, Simon and Magnus. -Maybe they don't recognize me, I thought. It has been almost four years since I last saw them. Ronja came in to the room. –Oh, there you are, she said when she saw me. – I was on my way to get you. This is the people I told you about. They are going to live here for a couple of weeks to help with the situation. I looked confused at her. –Why is there a warlock with you, I asked with a cold voice. I don't understand why I wanted to be so mean. Magnus hadn't done anything wrong. Jace had. –He's my, ehm friend! Alec said. I raised an eyebrow. –Looks like more than a friend Alec, I said with a grin. –Look, said Jace. –We are here to help you so if this is going to work we have to be nice against each other. He sounded like before, but now I just got annoyed. He made me so angry! Before I knew it I walked straight up to him and slapped him with all my power. He fell to the floor.

–What the hell, he said and touched his face. I saw all my friends looking at me with angry faces, but Ronja and Alex laughed. I had told Alex about her dad and showed her some pictures so she knew who I slapped. –You get what you deserve Herondale. You aren't nice to other. Or is it nice to break someone's heart and leave them pregnant? Is it nice to cheat whit a dirty Seelie just because you get bored? Where she wort it Jace? Where she? I lost my breath and felt Ronja's arms around me, keeping me on my feet. –What is she talking about? asked Simon. Oh Simon, how I missed my best friend. –I, I, Jace tried to say after he got up from the floor. –What did you say your name was? He asked in a shaky voice. –Like you don't know. Or have you already forgotten the girl who brought you back to life, who you thought was your sister. Who you got trapped with by her real brother. I guess you didn't care then. It has just been 3 years, nine months, two days, 17 hours, 13 minutes and 20 seconds, I said and looked down. –Clarissa, he said. –Clarissa Adele Morgenstern.