Chapter Four
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Chapter Four
No Ones POV
After kicking all of the demons sorry asses and patching Simon up with some runes, our Shadowhunters and Warlock did a perimeter check. They always did this after a hunt and no one questioned it. The split up into their usual groups which were Magnus and Simon, Clary and Isabelle, and Jace with Alec. Everyone was with their patabati or with someone who they could fight well with. They all said to be back within 30 minutes to an hour. Then they all disappeared into the night.
Clarys and Isabelle's POV
After the Dark War and all the tragedies over everything was slowly returning to normal. Well almost normal. You see at the time both girls were only acquaintances and only connected by one being. Simon. Then when the time had come to see who would give up something of great value in life or life itself, Simon had stepped up and taken Magnus' place.
He gave up all his memories so everyone might go free. This one act had broken both girls hearts. He wouldn't recognize his one true love, Isabelle Lightwood. He wouldn't remember all the crazy adventures he and his best friend, Clary Morgenstern, had ever went on. Before the hope of having his memories restored had even been thought of, both women were sad.
One had lost a best friend, the other had lost her true love. Nothing could hurt worse. They didn't comfort each other because no one knew what they were feeling. They both wore fake smiles and forced their laughs. But you see after doing this for a while you grow tired of putting on a show. Sometimes they would slip up and had to leave to collect themselves.
So they both took to wondering the halls for some alone time. When they didn't have to pretend. Though still not together because alas the other did not know. They did this to escape the questioning looks and worried glances. Because no matter how many times someone tried to actually make them smile and laugh, it didn't work.
One day our beloved Clary was wondering said halls when she looked up and noticed she had absolutely no idea where she was. She had left the kitchen after someone had said something that reminded her of Simon.
Clary had been lost in her thoughts and didn't know how long she had been walking. For all she knew it could have been 5 minutes or 5 hours. That didn't matter now though because just when she was about to try and retrace her steps back, she heard something. It was a sound of a person sobbing.
Maybe it's Alec crying over Magnus again, she thought. But how could it possibly be him when he had left to go to Magnus' only right before she left the kitchen. She knew it wasn't Jace because if he was upset he would train for hours and then when most of his anger was out, he would come talk to her.
No one else was here because all the adults at the time were in Idris. Only Izzy is left, she thought. But why on earth would she be crying? Clary of course was curious as always and went to investigate. At least it will help take my mind off Simon for a little while. She was so wrong, it's hardly funny.
Isabelle Lightwood is a super model gorgeous girl. A badass, whip wielding Shadowhunter.
And a girl with a broken heart.
After all the up's and downs that her and Simon had faced, they still weren't allowed to be together. When would the angel take pity on her. First her little brother Max, and now Simon. Who would be taken next.
She had once said that hearts are breakable, and even after you heal you are never what you were before. She had been repeating that in her head since the moment she lost him. Never had she felt so alone and broken. Why must she handle all this alone, was there really no one else who felt her pain.
Isabelle had only ever cried a few times in her life. Most of the times were for Max, but these tears were for love and all its heartbreak. She sobbed for hours just thinking about all the stupid gigs for Simons band she went to just to see his goofy grin. All the lame jokes he ever told her. And how every time he would kiss her, it always felt like heaven on earth.
She let the tears run down her face for she thought they would never stop. But then came a knock on the door. The one knock that would change everything for the better. And all she hand to do was open it. And that is exactly what she did.
Okay, all I have to do is look like I am perfectly fine and they will go away. I can do that, after all I have been doing that for months now. It should be easy, right.
While Isabelle was busy giving herself a pep talk, our favorite little red head was giving herself a lecture.
By The Angel I am the worlds biggest dumbass! Why did I knock on the door. God, they went to the abandoned part of the institute, locked the damn door, and were sobbing uncontrollably for god knows how long. The only thing they're missing is a do not disturb sign on the god damn door! I am sticking to my original statement.
I am a dumbass.
Okay, if I run away fast enough I will be able to get away before they open the door. On three, one...two...three!
Just as Clary prepared herself to run as far away from there as possible the door swung open and revealed Isabelle,
"Clary, what are you doing here?" Oh great, now I have to lie which I am terrible at. Thanks a fucking lot universe! Hope your happy watching me squirm like a fuckin fish out of water.
"Oh, hey Isabelle, I was just um...looking for the um...bathroom and...I got...lost?" Great job Clary, the chick who has been trained to tell if demons are lying and torture them in various ways until they get the truth will never figure that one out. I should get a fuckin academy award.
Of course it took Isabelle all of 5 seconds to figure it out and when she did she decided to torture Clary. "So, let me get this straight. You were on your way to the bathroom when you got lost and randomly decided you were going to knock on my door. Am I correct?"
"Yes? I mean no! I mean um...maybe?" Clary got so jumbled up that even she didn't believe she would be able to get out of this unscathed.
"A- There are hundred bathrooms in this place. B- That lie was horrible, and C- tell me the truth right now." And what Isabelle wants, Isabelle gets.
She waited patiently for an answer. An answer that never came. She snapped her eyes to the pretty little red heads direction and was about to make a bitchy comment when she noticed that the other girl was closely looking her over, As if trying to find something out of place.
Shit, Izzy thought. Clary is so going to find something wrong about me unless I change the subject.
But it was to late. Clarys eyes had already widened and her mouth was slightly parted. Oh my good heavenly angel, Clary thought, how did I miss it?
You see when ever you first lay eyes on Isabelle Lightwood, you know three things right away.
One= She is absolutely gorgeous.
Two= She is a heart breaker.
Three= She is brave, tough, and has seen things that will make even the strongest creature of any kind run scared.
You know all of these things from her body and eyes. If you are brave enough to make eye contact with her you will know in a instant, mess with her and face Hells wrath.
But as one red headed girl gazed into these eyes, she saw nothing but a shattered heart. Like if a child got up on Christmas morning and was greeted with nothing under the tree. Clary knew this look because every time she looked into the mirror it was reflected in her own eyes. She searched for the cause behind this unbearable sorrow in the Lightwood girls big, brown, glassy orbs. And no sooner did Isabelle notice the same within the other girls emerald green ones.
They both searched but not for long. There answer rose to the surface at the same time. And it only had one name to it. A boys name, someone who would seem gone forever,
Simon.
Back to the Present
The girls had quickly bonded over one of their most beloved people. They became each others healing process. And even after Simon came back and started to regain his memories, they remained best friends. Both girls are now 24 and are happily married to the love of their lives.
Everyone had thought that Clary and Simon would become parabati but before Simon got the chance to ascend, both girls would turn 18. After that age it would have been to risky to try and become parabati. So they decided that because they were already friends they would become each others other half in battle, like Alec and Jace were. So that brings us to today as the girls were doing their perimeter check.
Izzy had an idea that she wanted to bring up to Clary. And most would say they didn't know how but this was Isabelle Lightwood. She knew how to do anything and everything. Okay, here I go, she thought.
"So, you and Jace seem happy."
Clary shot her a look that said, you're acting weird but I'll play along any way. "Yeah we couldn't be happier. I just...I am just so happy that we don't have to deal with all that drama about being brother and sister or heavenly fire. You know?"
Izzy smiled at her best friend. "Yeah, I mean we all still have drama but back then it was almost to much. Everything has slowed down now and everyone is happy."
Clary looked at her and her expression turned grim. "Yeah you're right. I hope it stays that way."
Izzy turned to her with an eyebrow raised. "Now what on earth do you mean by that?"
"Oh come on Isabelle. Tell me you don't have a weird feeling abut that book we found the demons guarding. You know what, I didn't feel to great about this hunt from the second I heard about it. Now tell me am I going crazy or do you fell it to."
Isabelle knew what her parabati meant and nodded her head. "I know what you mean, but listen, Magnus has that book and we are all going to figure out what it does before anyone else even knows about it okay."
Clary sighed and rand a hand through her long curly red hair. "Okay, but when we started this conversation I could tell this isn't what you wanted to talk about, was it."
Izzy smiled again and says, "Sometimes I think you know me to well. But yeah, you're right. This isn't what I wanted to talk about. What I actually wanted to say was, doyouandJaceeverthinkabouthavingababy?
Clary looked at her with pure confusion n her face. "Sorry Iz I didn't catch that." Izzy then proceeded to take a deep breath, and in a much calmer manner she repeated her question.
"Do you and Jace ever think about having a baby?"
Clary froze and so did Isabelle. Without looking up the red head said "I never even thought about that." Isabelle breathed a sigh of relief. "Well do you want one?"
Clary thought about it as they continued waking. "Now that I think about it," Izzy held her breath, "I might just would want one."
Suddenly Izzy started to jump up and down like a little schoolgirl. "Yes! You to are gong to have the cutest little babies!" She started ranting like a mad person about all sorts of stuff, most of them Clary had no idea what they were.
"Isabelle Sophia Lightwood!" Clary said in a stern voice. "Yes having a baby would be nice but I don't know if Jace wants one."
Izzy rolled her eyes then put a hand to her heart and another to her head. "Oh how you wound me with your lack of belief in my evil plans!"
Clary groaned, "Oh by the angel what did you do this time?"
"Patience young grasshopper. All I did was put Alec up to something against his own will."
"Izzy," Clary said in a sickly sweet tone," I hate you with a passion that burns deep within my soul."
Isabelle wiped a fake tear from her eye and said, "Aw, that is the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me. I love you to!"
She then threw her arms over the shorter girl and began *sobbing* into her jacket. Clary laughed and pushed her off. "Come on, we are going to be late getting back."
Authors' Note-
Hey guys. This chapter was deleted 3 times so sorry if it seems rushed. Please remember to review and follow! Favorite is really appreciated to! I will try to update soon but no promises. Again sorry if it seems rushed but I have a pounding headache and after writing it three times, I left out a lot of good stuff. So later on I might come back to it and make it better. See ya!