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Free Near Death Experience

Clary's eyes fluttered open. She squinted at the bright, artificial lights above her, watching as the spots cleared from her vision. She took a deep breath, feeling a sharp pain in her chest, and sat up slowly.

A hand came to rest on her shoulder, gently holding her in place before she could sit up all the way. "Take it easy," Jace said, gently nudging her back towards her pillow. "You've been out for almost two days."

Clary fell back against the pillow, not feeling too surprised. This wasn't her first time waking up beaten in a hospital bed. She yawned, her face aching as she did. She felt a cool breeze on her feet and began to pull them back under the covers. A hand clapped onto each of her ankles. "Nonono sweetie, they're still drying!"

Clary finally looked down to see Magnus standing over her, fanning her freshly painted toenails with a small chinese fan.

"Where's John?'' Clary asked, not seeing him anywhere in the room.

"He went home about an hour ago to shower," Jordan said, leaning against the doorframe. "He smelled awful, since he was just sitting here all day eating subway non-stop. I'm actually kind of worried about him. He ate four whole subs in an hour."

Clary gasped. "Only four subs? He's so worried about me he's—"

"He's over-eating, yeah I—"

"HE'S STARVING HIMSELF!" Clary wiped a tear from her cheek. "Jordan, you need to bring him back here so he can see that I'm ok. Then bring him to an all-you-can-eat buffet."

Jordan shook his head, trying not to laugh and walked out the door.

Once Jordan was out the door, Clary turned back to Jace. "There's something I need to tell you," she said, remembering their talk from a few days ago.

Jace sat at the edge of her bed, taking her hand in his.

"I'll leave you two alone," Magnus said, lighting a large candle on the bedside tray and dimming the lights on his way out.

Once Magnus was gone, Clary turned back to Jace. "Sebastian isn't my boyfriend," she said, almost as though she was admitting something embarrassing. "You know, if you couldn't already tell from him beating the shit out of me." Clary chuckled. Jace didn't.

"You seem to be taking this very lightly," Jace mumbled, concerned.

Clary just shrugged, or lifted her shoulders as much as she could with broken ribs and lung contusions. "This isn't my first time having the shit beat out of me," she said, which only seemed to concern Jace even more. "Also I'm on a looooooooooooot of drugs." Jace finally chuckled, barely.

"So," Clary continued. "Now that you know I'm on the market, how about we get some spaghetti?"

Jace smiled, this time for real. "Sure. Spaghetti sounds great."

"No actually, how about lasagne."

"Why don't you choose when we get to the restaurant?"

Clary nodded her head, smiling at the idea of having lasagne and Jace at the same time. "Jace, I'm ready to take the next step in our relationship. There's something I want to try with you that I've never tried with anyone else."

Jace's cheeks turned a red as bright as Clary's hair. "Clary," he said, stopping her before she could continue. "I know that you've been through a lot, and I really like you, and I just want you to know that I'm not going to pressure you into anything that you don't want to do, and I just want you to feel comfortable and safe and—"

"I want to try Korean barbecue."

Jace blinked. "Wait, what?"

"There," she said, covering her eyes with the back of her hand. "I said it."

"Clary, you don't get it. I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours. Now and forever. Of course I'll try Korean barbeque with you."

Clary smiled. "You can't tell because my eye is swollen shut, but I'm winking."

John burst through the door, falling to his knees beside his sister's bed. "Clary! Are you ok?"

Clary smiled, patting her brother on the head. "Yes John. Just a few bruises."

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

Clary shook her head. "No. Drugs."

"Ah," John nodded. "And just so you know, Sebastian won't ever bother you again. I've got that asshole locked up."

"Yeah, John finally made his first arrest," Jordan added as he leaned back against the doorframe. "It's about time."

"I wanted it to be special," John complained.

"Yeah Jordan," Magnus agreed as he entered the room with Alec on tail. "Who was your first arrest?"

John cackled. "He arrested a 97 year old woman."

Magnus laughed. "For what?"

"Public indecency. She was dancing naked in a fountain," Jordan admitted, his cheeks turning red.

"Yes, yes, as hilarious as that is," Magnus said, interrupting everyone's laughter. "I have news." He held out a stack of papers and offered them to Clary. "Alec and I are now the proud new parents of a beautiful baby girl and boy!"

Everyone cheered and congratulated them, the noise blocking out the sound of Alec's confusion.

"Yes, my beautiful new babies, Jonathan and Clarissa, whom I adopted this morning."

"What?" Alec demanded as John, without questioning anything, immediately began to cry tears of joy. "They're adults. You can't adopt them."

"Alec, don't question it. It's already done. I bought the house."

"What house?" Alec demanded, sounding more and more outraged with each word.

"Yeah, what house?" Clary squeaked, suddenly sounding like a 5 year old.

Magnus smiled. "I bought a house in Brooklyn! We're moving in this weekend."

Clary flapped her arms like a child. "Do we get our own rooms?"

Alec shook his head. "You know what? Sure. Whatever"

John jumped up, throwing himself into Magnus's arms. "Father!" he cried, wrapping his arms around his neck.

"No," Magnus said, petting John's hair. "You can call me Papa."

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Two Years Later

Jace led Clary to the right spot to stand. She knew from the feel of the sidewalk and the sounds on the street that she was standing in front of Herondale Coffee Co. But Jace still refused to remove the blindfold.

"Ok, are you ready?" Jace asked, an excited squeak in his voice.

"I've been ready this entire time."

Jace laughed, finally untying the cloth and letting it fall from in front of her eyes. Before her stood the little antique shop that now stands where Erchomai Coffee once did, the old business having lost its owner to prison and its original structure to John's sledge hammer.

"Jace, what am I looking at? That antique shop has been there for months."

"Turn around."

Clary did a 180 so she was now facing her boyfriend. "Yep. Now I'm looking at you. You're very pretty, but why was I interrupted from staring at you in our apartment to staring at you in the street?"

Jace's smile broadened as he pointed up towards his coffee shop's sign, which Clary now notices was now painted the same blue as the door, with brass letters that read Clary's Place.

Clary gaped, not sure how to react. She dragged her eyes back down from the sign to see Jace on one knee, holding a muffin. When Clary took a few steps forward she saw that it was in fact a mango muffin, just like the one she had made the first time she baked for him. But this one had an engagement ring stuck in the top of it.

"Clary Fray, will you—"

"YES YES YES!" Clary screamed, taking the muffin from him and slipping the ring onto her finger. Jace wrapped his arms around her waist as she wrapped hers around his neck and shoved the muffin down her throat in one bite. "Iloveyousomuch," she said around cheeks full of muffin.

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