A/N – so far this is the best idea I have had! I really think you will enjoy it my "valentine's day " fans don't worry more will come hang in there –JC.
Clare looked down at down at the sleeping boy next to her. Clutching the blanket tight to his chest as if it would run away in the night. A sob escaped her throat, remembering Eli always used to do that. She leaned down and kissed her thirteen year old son, Jace's head. He missed Eli to Eli had just died a few months ago in a deadly car accident, it killed them all.
She made her way across the room to her daughter Alex's bed , she was seven years old already …she didn't know were the time went , it seemed like just yesterday Eli and Clare had brought her home from the hospital . She leaned down and placed a kiss on her daughter's forehead just like she had done with her son.
She loved them both more than anything in the world. Jace was exactly like Eli in so many ways he had dark brown hair that hung over his right eye. He was a spitting image of Eli. The only Clare you could see in Jace was his deep blue eyes, aside from his smarts, and manners. Although he even had Eli's, smirk music, style down pat.
Alex she was like Clare. She had dark auburn hair, just a bit darker than Clare's making it look like a chocolate brown with a tint of red; Clare's hair had looked just like it when she was younger. She had Clare's face, but the most beautiful thing about her was her eyes. They could go from a deep green like her fathers or a deep blue like her mothers, or even a bit of both. They were stunning. She tends to dress in floral, shirts and skirts just like her mother. She was sweet and innocent just like Clare. But she was a daddy's girl all the way. she loved her daddy more than anything , from spending so much time with him some of his sarcasm rubbed off on her .
Clare sighed and left the room. She was slowly falling to pieces. She tried to stay strong for kids….but she just couldn't. Eli meant the world to her and knows he was just gone, gone with the wind. All those touches all those kissed, everything, gone . He took half of her when he left.
Clare wouldn't admit it to anyone but Eli had visited her, every time she was alone. He watched over them. Making sure nothing had happened to them. He loved all three of them dearly and could not stand to see any of them get hurt.
She held he sobs in and reached for her bag she looked the door behind her. She decided it was time to see him again. She couldn't take it any longer she needed to hear his voice, feel his touch. She walked through the dark heading to the only place she knew he would be .the abandoned church.