Hey guys I am sooooooooo sorry it took me forever again. I just lost interest in this story. I didn't know where it was going. I didn't know what to do. So, I am so sorry that it took forever. I also just want you all to know that this is the last chapter of this FF. It's been great and i love you all. But for now Good bye and Live Long and Prosper.
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8 months ago I lost the most important thing in my life. I lost not only the love of my life, but my children's father. I am a single mother of twins whom I love most dearly. Some part of me had a burning wish that Jace would come back and just burst through the doors as I was giving birth. But he never did. Just like he was no longer there when I woke up screaming in the middle of the night. He was gone and I have just now come to that conclusion.
24 hours ago I killed Valentine. I hunted him down and shoved the same blade that he killed Jace with through his heart. I felt such a relief that my water broke. After months of planning on killing Valentine I almost forgot about my babies, almost. They're going to be strong kickers that's for sure.
Big golden eyes look up at me from arms, my newborn baby boy gurgles at me in excitement because I acknowledged him. I smile down at him and bring my forehead to his and bless him for being healthy and beautiful. His twin sister on the other hand, is dying. She has too much fluid in her lungs and the doctors can't get it out. I fear I will lose my child just as I lost my love.
The nurse walks in to give me the report on my baby and asks me what her name is so they can put something on the charts. I am so out of it from all of the drugs I say the first name that comes to mind.
"Eowyn." I say hoarsely.
"And the boy's name?" She asks me.
"Eomer." I say instantly. The nurse nodded and walked out. She took Eomer with her so I could sleep, I passed out instantly.
4 hours later I awoke to people whispering, I didn't want to deal with all of their questions at this moment. I wished I hadn't of woken up because the word I heard the clearest was Jace. My ears strained to listen to the rest of the conversation but I couldn't so I decided to open my eyes and see what they have to say.
Isabelle was the first to notice, "Oh god Clary we are so glad your awake! How are you?" She prodded.
"I'm fine. Thanks." I replied as she helped me to sitting position. "Now, what about Jace?" I wanted to get to the point and fast.
They all shifted nervously until Simon and my mother stepped aside so I could see. But I couldn't believe. This has got to be a dream, just like the ones I've had so many times before. It's not true, I refuse to believe it. But yet there he was. Sitting there, staring at me with curious golden eyes.
"Hi." Was all he said. I didn't know what to say, so many questions flooded my mind, I needed answers I needed proof that I wasn't dreaming. I need him. I needed Jace.
"Hi." I finally managed to choke out.
"Can you guys give us a moment please?" He asked everyone. They all left and the minute we heard the door click, I threw my arms out to reach him and he jumped into them. I was holding and rubbing all over just to make sure that this wasn't a dream. The he was here alive, and with me. He looked up and smashed his lips to mine running his hands all over my face and sides and through my hair.
I realize we needed to breathe at some point; I broke the kiss and just rested my forehead to his. We stayed like that for a while. He kissed me one more time and broke away. He got up and on the edge of the bed and stared at me again.
"Go ahead ask away." He proclaimed.
"How are alive? How are you here? How did you know where I was? How?!" I exclaimed. I didn't know where to start my questions; I didn't even know what to ask him. I was just happy that it wasn't a dream.
He smiled, and chuckled. "Ok. Story time. After you killed Valentine a bond was broken. Valentine bound me and him so that if he died that I would come back to life. So hours later, here I am." He raised his arms in presentation.
"ok… then How did you know where I was?" I asked him again.
"I went straight to the institute and Brother Zachariah was there asked him and he told me. So I ran as fast as I could to get here." He simply said.
"ohh..err…ok…do you have any questions for me?" I wasn't sure what to say.
"Yes actually. What are the babies' names?" his face grew curious and loving. I smile brightly up at him.
"Our son is Eomer Elrond Lightwood or Fray." I told him half confidently. I didn't know if he would accept his name. It is a little out there, but I want his name to be unique and something of a myth.
He nodded and smiled, "Our daughter's?" He asked.
"Eowyn Galadriel Lightwood, or Fray." I answered with a little bit more confidence. I watched his face glow even brighter.
"Lightwood. If you wish?" He smirked and grabbed my hand and held it tenderly. He was asking me to marry him! He was asking me if I would share his adopted last name! My face beamed when I came to this conclusion.
I looked straight into his beautiful golden eyes and said, "Yes! A thousand times yes! I love you Jace Lightwood!" I practically screamed. I was so happy to have him here, with me, smiling and breathing.
He grabbed my face and kissed me passionately. I eagerly kissed him back with as much passion as he gave me. So much love was transferred from our lips. Unfortunately our kiss was cut short by a nurse walking through the door with a depressed look on her face.
"Hello, is everything alright?" I addressed her. She took a deep breath and shook her head no. "What is it? What's wrong? Is it Eowyn? What's wrong with my baby?" I asked frantically. I felt my heart constrict and breathing quicken. Please don't be dead! Please don't be dead! Please, please! No! I thought.
"I am so sorry. Your daughter Eowyn is dead. She had brain damage, kidney failure, liver failure, and her spinal cord was displaced. She rejected anything we did, and if her body did accept the treatment, it was only for a short time. I am so sorry." The nurse explained. I stopped breathing, stopped moving. I clung to Jace when he pulled me to him. I started to sob harder and harder with each passing minute. I lost my baby. I lost Eomer's twin. I lost my daughter. I was sobbing so hard at this point that my sides where in agony from my violent shaking.
Jace was there whispering in my ear trying to calm me. His hand was stroking up and down my back. I cried for 1 hour non-stop, and then I passed out. I didn't awake in Jace's arm which gave me instant thought that it was all a dream, but then I heard a baby's gurgle. I looked over at the couch in the corner and saw my fiancée holding his son tightly in his arms. He tickled his stomach and the baby smiled and giggled. Jace's eye grew wide and full of love at each sound this baby made.
"Jace?" I finally said.
"I'm here. " He got up and walked to me with Eomer in his arms. He sat next to me and we just played with our son for hours.
My family was not fully complete, we were missing one smile. A smile that we shall never see. We will never see her grow into a beautiful woman. But we will see our son grow into a beautiful man. A warrior, loyal to his family and to our heritage. Because if this child is anything like his father, which I hope he is everything like Jace, than his name fits him perfectly. For now my family is complete and I can finally be happy with the man I love.
Again, I love you all.