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Here it is, chapter 39. Last chapter - second alternative ending.

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Chapter 39 – alternative ending.

*2 years Later*

Sebastian left the Circle two weeks after he made his promise to Clary, he intended to leave Jacob and Becka in charge but they refused and decided to go with Clary and Sebastian so it was decided that Robert Lightwood would be left in charge. They left. They left everything, the apartment, the Circle, the life of a shadowhunter – well most of it. They were now living on an anchorage in South-East Queensland, Australia; Jacob, Becka and their son Louis lived on the anchorage next to theirs. Clary and Sebastian were now married – a mundane wedding – and were now living by the names of Jonathon and Clarissa/Clary Fray. Clary was still not able to get pregnant but they were still searching. Clary was sitting on the couch watching the recent episode of Big Bang Theory, Jonathon (Sebastian) was out doing something, he refused to tell Clary, it was a surprise. The door suddenly burst open and Jonathon ran to her, quickly pulling her to her feet and kissing her passionately.

As she broke away form the kiss she had a huge grin on her face, "What was that for?"

His eyes were lit up with jiy and a huge smile was spread across his face, "I got it!"

She had a moment of thought before she realised what he was talking about and her smile grew wider with realisation, "You've got it?!"

"I've got it!" He said as he pulled out a small crystal bottle which contained a pink sparkling liquid.

She looked at the bottle for a moment and then back up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him softly, whispering, "I love you."

"I love you too."

She took a deep breath and then asked, "What do we have to do?"

His smile grew even wider, she didn't think it was possible but it did, "All you have to do is drink it and then we… you know."

Clary couldn't wipe the smile from her face, she ran her hands down his arms and linked their fingers together. She slowly turned around and led him to their bedroom.

She sat him down on the bed and gave him a loving kiss before saying, "Wait here, I have something for this occasion." She spun around on her heel and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

She emerged wearing the dress, the dress she had worn in Prague when they first touched, the jet-black dress – a slip, really – with elaborately beaded straps and lace hem. His eyes glistened as he remembered that night.

She smiled softly and made her way over to him, leaning down and kissing him softly, then whispering seductively in his ear, "Do you remember this dress?"

She moved so there eyes locked, he was looking at her with the deepest love, "Of course, it's the dress you wore on our night. In Prague-" He was cut off by her lips on his. She reached down and pulled his shirt off, exposing that body she loved so much. She ran her hands down his chest and gently pushed him down on the bed, crawling on top of him. Locking their lips together once more as his hands ran up her thighs and under her dress, feeling her soft tender breast. As her hips rubbed against his she felt his want for her beneath his jeans. She ran her hands down his toned chest and started undoing his pants, her want for him growing by the minute. She mumbled against their kiss, "I love you."

He responded by moaning as she placed her hand inside his jeans and rubbed his arousal. His hand moved from under her dress to her back, slowly unzipping her dress and slowly pushing it off her shoulders. She helped by shimmying it down the rest of her body, gently dropping it to the ground. She hadn't bothered with underwear when she got changed because she knew what was going to happen.

She kissed him one more time before sitting up, smiling warmly at him, "I love you."

"I love you too."

She reached over to the bedside cupboard and picked up the crystal bottle. She opened it and took a deep breath before bringing the salty pink contents to her lips, swallowing it in one go. She gasped as she felt the bubbles in her stomach.

Sebastian grew concerned at her reaction, "Clary is everything ok?"

She smiled and kissed him once again, "Yes, everything's perfect."

She kissed him passionately as she positioned herself above him. He slowly slid inside her, penetrating the warm walls he'd been penetrating for the last three years but this felt different, this felt special. She slowly started to move against him. He started to slowly thrust into her, meeting her movements with his own. She threw her head back and moaned his name as he hit that spot. She bit her bottom lip, "Faster." He obeyed and started pumping into her, faster and deeper each time, hitting that spot each time. She was soon screaming his name like usual. Oh god they both felt themselves on the brink of release. Her muscles tightened, thighs quivered as her juices covered him. Her release was immediately matched by his. He hushed her name and pulled her into a tender kiss. They kissed for what felt like hours before he slowly pulled out of her and she collapsed on the bed next to him. Resting her head on his chest as his fingers twirled with the ends of her fiery hair.

"I love you Clary."

"I love you Jonathon."

*9 months later*

A fiery red headed women cries in Brisbane Hospital as her lover, brother and protector holds her hand and tells her she can do it. Silence, then a child's cry answers. Only moments later do the lovers get told that it's a girl and after hours of discussion does the child get named; Jocelyn Magnus Fray.

*2 YEARS LATER*

A 4 year old Louis chases a giggling 2 year old redhead across the living room. She runs around the corner on her stubby legs, hiding behind her uncle.

"Uncle Jacob! Help!"

Jacob laughs as he scoops the red head up in his arms, "Well I guess I'll just have to… TICKLE YOU!"

She giggles uncontrollably and squirms in his arms, "DADDY! DADDY HELP!"

Clary, Jonathon and Becka walk into the kitchen laughing, the loving father goes to his daughter and scoops her up into his arms, "Was Uncle Jacob and Louis tickling you?"

She nodded and nuzzled into her father's warm chest, her small arms wrapped around his neck. Clary went to her husband's side, kissing the top of her daughter's head. Louis was now in his own father's arms and they all made their way out to the patio to have breakfast. The two kids were placed at the end of the tables in their highchairs. They happy family eat their breakfast, making simple talk, laughing when something was funny. Afterwards Louis and Jocelyn were watching The Wiggles in the lounge room, Jacob and Becka supervising them while Clary and Jonathon washed up. At first it was a simple kiss on the cheek which lead to another kiss on the cheek which lead to one on the lips and then somehow the redhead was sitting on the bench, her legs wrapped around his waist, both of them smiling against their kiss. Jonathon broke the kiss and looked down as he felt small hands tugging on his leg. A little redhead looked up at him with a soft smile while she rubbed her eyes.

He kneeled down and picked her up, "What's up sweetie?"

"I'm tired." She complained as she nuzzled into him.

Clary smiled and rubbed her tired daughter's back, "Let's take you upstairs then."

She nodded slightly, still nuzzled into her father's arms. They made their way upstairs and placed her down in her small pink bed. She was already fast asleep when they tucked her in. They turned on her nightlight as they turned off her bedroom lights.

Jonathon wrapped his arms around Clary's waist and kissed her softly, "Thank you." He whispered, not wanting to wake up their daughter.

She looked at him curiously, "For what?" She whispered back.

"For… everything. For loving me, for giving me a chance, for leaving everything for me, for making me a better man, for marrying me, and for giving me a beautiful daughter and being the best life partner anybody could ask for."

Clary felt her eyes start to water, she leaned up and kissed him lovingly, a tear of happiness rolling down her cheek as she pulled back and told him, "I love you, always have and always will. I would die for you Jonathon, I would go to the ends of the earth to be with you." She kissed him once again, slightly more passionate than the last, "Never leave me."

He hummed in replied in latin, "Amare, et in aeternum semper"

She smiled as she remembered him telling her what it meant; she rested her forehead on his, their noses just touching, "Love, Forever and Always."