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Before Isabelle knew it, a week had passed. Emily had been accepted into the Lightwood family better than she had ever imagined. Not one of her family members had shunned her or disrespected her. Once the welcomes were over Isabelle began to teach Emily who she was. It was so fantastic for Isabelle to watch her daughter fall in love with the world of Shadowhunters just as she had done so many years ago. Emily seemed to pick up each skill her mother had taught her, with a natural ability. This, of course, was because she was a Shadowhunter. Isabelle had spent 3 hours a day teaching her French and Acremcht, the most popular demon language. A further 2 was spent on histories and another was added to help Emily with her Rune studies.
It was in Emily's Rune lesson when it happened.
"and this one?" Isabelle drew the Soundless Rune on the black chalk board. Emily was sat before her all in black, on a wooden bench with an oak desk before her.
"Um…. Angelic…" Isabelle shook her head quickly and Emily grinned "Oh I know I know! The Soundless Rune!" Isabelle giggled and put a huge tick by the side of the rune.
"Come give mommy a hug Em!" Emily jumped up out of her chair and ran towards her mother giggling; throwing herself into Izzy's arms and clinging on tight. Isabelle held her child close.
"You're doing so well, Sweetie. So Well!" Emily kissed her mothers cheek in reply. Isabelle heard the tell tale sound of the door open then close again. There, again, was the muffled sound of hushed communication, distorted by the thick stone walls. The voices weren't unfamiliar to her, therefore gave her no reason to feel alarmed. Letting go of Emily she smiled.
"How about we go get you ready for bed and I'll read you a tale from the Big Book Of Shadowhunter Tales." Emily gave an enthusiastic nod. So Isabelle continued "alright, you go up and put on your nightgown and I'll be right up with some milk and biscuits." A quiet OK was emitted from the girl as she skipped out of the room and up the stairs.
Isabelle packed away the school supplies and went into the kitchen. She could hear the talking again. Drawing a soundless rune on her left inside wrist Izzy pressed her ear against the door to the living room.
"Simon! Wait! You can't just barge in on her like that!" She gasped at the name Alec had said. Simon. He was here.
"Alec please!" She could hear the pain in his voice "Please."
"Ugh! Simon let me talk to her first. Let her know you're here; ease her in to the idea you're in the same house. He has big news for you and I want her to be ready to tell you!"
"Mummy?" Isabelle jumped.
"Emily, quick in the kitchen honey!" She headed her daughter into the kitchen and braced herself on the counter. Alec was right. She had big news for him, but she had no idea how t break it into him! How was she supposed to do it? Oh hi Simon! You got me knocked up and now we have a kid! Or maybe even Simon lets play a game… poof you're a dad! No she had to avoid him f0or as long as she possibly could. There was no way on this planet that she was telling him today… or tomorrow. In fact, why don't I just go back to England. He'd never even know about Emily. She thought about it some more. No, I have to do this. She was a woman now, with priorities. This couldn't unsung. If she was doing it for herself she would have done- just left again, that is. But she wasn't! This was for Emily, her daughter, her beautiful baby girl. The beautiful baby girl that looked just like her father, especially when she wore her glasses. Isabelle couldn't back out, not right now. Emily needed her dad and as much as she hated to admit it, Isabelle needed her Simon.
Izzy busied herself with making her chocolate, whilst Emily picked out some biscuits. She could hear the conversation burst into uproar as, what sounded like her father, told Simon to calm down. Emily looked up when the noise reached its loudest.
"Can I go see grandpapa and kiss him goodnight."
"No, sorry Emily, he's busy."
"But-"
Isabelle cut her daughter off "No buts Emily Jane Lightwood!" With the sudden raise of her mothers voice Emily piped down and dropped her head. Once again Emily had made her mother feel awful with just one action.
"I'm getting a fucking glass of water ok?" It was Simon and it was also too late! Within seconds the door had been thrown open and silence spread out as the back-haired girl, who was once one of the bravest of them all, found her self staring right into, the gobsmacked eyes of Simon Lewis.