3 hours had passed until Clary woke up. She looked around eyes finally finding Jace who was curled up in a chair holding their daughter, he had this expression like he was looking at a priceless artifact. Clary took his cell phone, which he left on the side table, and snapped a picture of that face, she knew she would want to cherish it forever. Jace jumped slightly at the flash, and stands up walking over. With the little pink bundle named Abrielle Celine Herondale. He handed her to Clary who held her tight, roles were reversed and it was now Clary's turn to look as though she stuck gold while Jace snapped a picture. Clary scooched over and Jace got into the tiny hospital bed, wrapping his arms around Clary and kissing her. Knowing that everything was going to be alright.