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"- AHAH Cecy look ! Your female descendant is killing your male descendant ! It's so funny !

- Yeah, and Charlotte and Henry's descendant bite your own. I think it's funnier. And by the way, my descendants are called Isabelle and Alexander, Will, you should remember it.

- I can't.

- And why ?

- Because I'm dead. And as I'm dead, my brain does not work anymore. And as my brain does not work anymore, I can't remember what you told me.

- Annoying little bitch.

- EXCUSE ME ?"

Cecily kissed his brother's cheek, laughing.

Death was the strangest place ever. They were able to look like they had been when they were 4, 18 or 60. Obviously, most of the time, Will and James would kept his teenager appearence. Charlotte and Henry had kept the look they had when they had their first child, as Cecily, Sophie and the Lightwood's brothers did, so that Will looked younger than all of them. In the big white manor, they all lived together. Cecily and Gabriel, Sophie and Gideon, Charlotte and Henry, and James. James' wife, had decided to live with her parents, but often, she came at the Fairchild's house to sleep with her husband, or James would sleep at hers. Sometimes, James could hear his father crying in his bed, alone in his huge room. So he would change into the child he was, aged of 5 year old, crawling in his father's bed, who was suddenly looking like a 35 years-old crying man. James would cuddle against his father, crying too. Both of them missed Tessa. Both of them missed their mother and their wife.

"- Dad, have you ever realised that our Jace is a whining ?

- He is only 4 year old, James. If you had saw you when you were four...

- Hey, I had never been a chicken.

- I hate...

- We know, William. You hate birds." Charlotte said, laughing.

" - I don't hate birds ! I like seagulls, I think crows are mysterious as fuck and I even miss London's pigeons. I just hate...

- DUCKS." said Cecily, Gideon, Sophie, Gabriel, Charlotte and Henry !with one voice.

Will smiled proudly and hit James' hand with his fist, laughing out loud.

"- Why have you always been so afraid of ducks ?" suddenly asked Charlotte.

"- It's an easy story. When he was 6, Will had..

- Cecy. Do you know what is supposed to be a fucking secret ?

- I hate when you are so coarse, William.

- But it's a secret !"

Everybody was looking at the big mirror and Will, sitting next to his son, put his head on his shoulder. The two of them were closed since they lived together again. They often slept together, talking about their wives, weapons, children... It was a weird situation to live in Death with only Shadowhunter and... With its own children. James and William could be father and son, best friends, and sometimes, to annoy Charlotte, Sophie and Cecily, they would exchange and James would put sunglasses and Will woud turn into a little boy with sunglasses. And then, no one was able to saw that the adults was James and the child was Will.

"- When he was 6, Will had been attacked and spied on by a duck.

- ... How can you be spied on by a duck ?

- It's not even funny Gabriel ! It was here, in the garden looking at me during the night ! And he came back in the mroning !

"- Lottie, are they about to forget OUR Clarissa in the snow ?"

It was a tradition in there. When a human being was someone descendants, the deads were used to call them "Mine". Since they had seen the movie "Finding Nemo", Will and James used to shout "MINE ! MINE !" like the seagulls everytime they saw Stephen or the little Jace Herondale, to the great displeasure of the others.

"- Does anyone here cares about my biggest fear ?!

- Not at all, William.

- How could they loose her ?! By the Angel, have you seen this little girl's hair ? "

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"- When he will die, I swear that I will beat off his motherfucker little ass ! How dare him tricking those children...

- Stephen ?

- James ?

- May you speak a little lower ? I'm trying to look at the mirror."

Will looked at James and Stephen. Stephen had his and Cecily's blue eyes, while Jace, Stephen's own son, had James' golden eyes.

"- But you saw it ! You saw how he fucking behave with my nine-years-old poor little son and my nephews and nieces ! Oh by the Angel I will kill him.

- Stephen, bloody hell, shut the fuck up ! Look, you will never be able to do whatever you want to, untill he's dead. And when he will be dead, you will not be able to kill him because he will be already dead !"

Stephen looked at James, making a face. He wasn't sure about if he liked his ancester or not. When he was younger, and alive, his father had read him a book called "Tales of Two Cities" written by Charles Dickens. In the cover of that book was Will's signature. It was so weird to talk to him like a friend.

"- Will, please ask your descendant to behave, damn !" shouted Charlotte.

- What ? But... Jace is...

- I mean James and Stephen !"

Will paused for a second, looking concentrated and suddenly changed into a 35-year-old him.

"- Guys ! Behave.

- Daaaaad. I hate when you look like this, I feel like I'm 10 years old.

- Well, it was easier when you were 10 ! Remember ? Remember when you still peed in your bed ?

- DAD !"

Cecily and Sophie bursted out laughing while Cordelia, James' wife looked at his husband.

"- Seriously ? Why didn't I knew that ?

- Why should have I told you ? Dad, I hate you.

- I know. Behave okay ? You too, Stephen, I'm sure that Celine would be the happiest to learn a little more about what you did when you were 5."

Stephen opened his eyes wide while James laughed out loud. Stephen caught a pillow on the sofa and throw it at James.

"- Stop laughing ! It's not funny ! Mister-I-Pee-In-My-Bed-When-I'm-30-Herondale.

- Will, I'm sure we can talk about the sheets I had to wash when you arrived at the London's Institute."

Will looked at Sophie.

"- YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD TELL NO ONE SOPHIE ! I WAS A CHILD !

- I knew it was genetic..." whispered Stephen.

James laughed again.

"- Aunt Cecy ? Does it happened to you too ?

- Nope, I think it must happened only to Herondales males.

- AHAH I'm not sure Mom would said that.

- William.

- And I know that when I leave the Institute, you were still used to...

- WILLIAM !

- Still used to pee in your bed and even in your dress during the day !

- WILLIAM OWEN HERONDALE !"

Everybody in the room was laughing, Charlotte and Sophie were leaning against each other, holding hands and wipping away the tears that were running throught her face.

"- I love all that saucy revelations !" exclaimed Will, clapping. He looked at Stephen, with a teasing gaze. " See how funnier are the things when we are dead !"

Cecily looked at her brother. She was the only one here to know him that way. She was the only one to had heard the bitter tone in his voice. She came to him, instantly changing into her 16 year-old herslef, and sat next to his brother. She cuddled against him, rubbing her cheek against his, as she did when she was 6 years old. She move her mouth closer to his ear and whispered:

"- I miss them too, William."

He shivered, held back a sob and burried his face onto his sister's hair, while Will's son, looking as if he was only six, climbed onto his father's lap.