Here ye, Here ye, calling all Simabelle fans; we would like to introduce a Sizzy fanfiction, (Simon and Isabelle fanfiction). In most TMI fan fictions, Simon and Isabelle are never the center of attention; it's always Clary and Jace or Magnus and Alec. No one truly understands that their relationship is quite different from the other awesome ships out there. BTW; this fanfiction will be written by two people so please no hate if you don't like the way things are progressing. If you do we will have no choice but to find you and sick Sebastian on you (yes we did hide him in the basement). LOL, enjoy.

Jemmieand Levvie Ashalder

Chapter 1

It's been a few years since the final battle; Isabelle Lightwood stands in front of a full body mirror, she is wearing a black tank top and shorts, her black hair has been pulled back into a fancy up do. She closes her eyes and lets her mind wander; Simon, she will always think of him first, and that's who was crossing her mind when she heard footsteps behind her. Her eyes snap open and she whirls around, her hand immediately connecting with her electrum whip. She finds the person connected to the footsteps and was surprised to see Maia, carrying a large golden marked box.

"Your mother said this was hers; something borrowed I guess." Maia states, Isabelle giggles.

"Thanks Maia." Isabelle carries the box over to a table in the corner of her bedroom at the institute. She puts it on top of one of the other packed boxes in her room. She pulls out a golden gown, made with the finest silk; black runes were stitched into the hem.

"It's absolutely gorgeous; mother must have looked beautiful on her wedding day."

"And you will too Isabelle." Maryse says appearing in the doorway. Isabelle brings the dress into the bathroom and changes into it. When she walks out Clary Fray, and Aline Penhallow were in the room with Maia and her mother and all three of the younger girls had changed into their simple grey, knee length and sleeveless dresses.

Maryse walks over to her and puts her arm around Isabelle in a one armed hug, "you look beautiful darling."

"Thanks mum." Isabelle blushed, for the first time in her life she feels self-conscious.

Clary and Aline laugh as Maia giggles, "aw, Izzy's blushing."

"Oh shut up," she mutters, the girls just laugh harder.

The girls hear a knock on the door and it immediately silences them; Maia states coolly, "Maybe it's Simon."

Maryse shakes her head, "if it is tell him to leave."

"Why mum," Isabelle questioned.

"Because it is an old shadow hunter and mundane tradition that a groom must not see his bride before the wedding or else it brings bad luck." Maryse answers seriously.

Aline goes to answer the door and when it opens Alec stands in the doorway, "You girls almost ready?" They all nod as they put the finishing touches on their makeup and they fix their dresses. Maryse kisses her daughters cheek, before leaving to find her seat.

Each of Isabelle's bridesmaids whispers good luck before quickly exiting making their way down to the ballroom.

After a few minutes Alec holds out his arm and Isabelle gently puts hers through his.