3 months later
clary*
after we lost Raf we discovered he left the bar to me and Jordan was now technically my legal guardian so he was the one who took care of it for now under the eyes of the court but we both knew that this was mine and I was going to run the place the way Raf would have wanted. the baby was okay surprisingly the next morning Jace took me to the doctor to make sure. not the usual doctor but one that wouldn't ask questions. I've grown a bump and my back is killing me so the boys have put me on the bench, for now, I still do all of the scheduling and put their asses in line when they need it. the wives who lost their husbands in the attack have gotten more involved. the boys didn't know how to react when Maia and Izzy wanted to join the gang. Jordan was definitely not into it but he knew that Maia wasn't one to take orders from a man. I assured Simon and Jordan that the girls would be working with me for now and I made no promises for when I got on my feet. simon knows Izzy won't get hurt in the field because the girl is basically Deadshot and he knows I won't let her get hurt. but on happier terms, the baby is a girl and Jace and I are getting married 3 months after the due date and surprisingly I've been happier than ever.
3 months later
Jace*
"aaaaahhhhhh" clary screams. "can I have a beer yet" she groans "one more push and then you have to wait because the drugs mixed with booze are dangerous," says Maia "how can it be dangerous if the drugs aren't working" she shouts "I knew you were going to be a pain" Maia joked "aaaahhhh" clary screamed again. a cry breaks through the air and its the best thing I've heard in my life. I see tears streak down Clary's cheeks. I watch as Maia cleans the little girl's face and body. she hands the child to clary and cracks a grin. I feel tears fall from my eyes and I couldn't care less. the child latches her hand around my thumb and a grin spreads across mine and Clary's face. "what's her name?" Maia asks. "Sabrina Fray Harondale" clary and I say quietly. "you so should have named her after her oh so proud uncle Magnus. you poor thing being spawned by Satan and an imbecile must be torture" Magnus says to the baby, her green eyes shining brightly through half-closed eyes and hair as blonde as my own. "I got you a gift precious," Magnus says. the man holds out a hand full of glitter and the poor child spits up at the sight of it. everyone in the room doubles over in laughter while clary grins and starts cleaning up the baby's little mess. magnus huffs in defeat and plops into a chair. it's a happy and laughable moment that I could never forget.
3 months later
Clary*
"the next time you poke me I swear I will shove one of these in your eye," I say angrily to Izzy as she shoves bobby pins into my hair and scalp. "it's your wedding day its suppose to be torture until the I Do's," she says "now hold still while I put in these last 2" she adds. she finishes and Magnus makes me stand as he adds more spray on glitter to my dress. I watch as Izzy plays with little Brina who is dressed in a tiny onesie with a silver too-too wrapped around it. "all done let's get on with it so we can drink the beautiful night away" Magnus says as if he was telling us a fairytale. "yes please!" Izzy agrees.
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"I do," Jace said with the widest grin I've ever seen his lips lock onto mine before the pastor can get a word out and a round of applause spreads through the air. "I love you," I tell him "I love you more," Jace says. "impossible," I tell him "this is getting too mushy" shouts bat "then get out," I say with a laugh "get a room" he retorts. I laugh and watch as my family and friends and my baby girl looks at me and Jace with smiles and looks of awe. looks like this is the end of our sorrows