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A new beginning, Chapter 13:
"I've seen you fight Simon" Jace stated "and I can tell you one thing. Lexy here kicks far better than you do. When she's born and old enough, I'm going to teach her to kick your arse!"
"And I'll teach her to kick yours." Izzy interjected, not waiting for a response from him as she turned to Alec. "Can I?"
"Yes you can." Alec said removing Jace's hand so Izzy could feel. She pressed her hand gently onto Alec's skin, gently rubbing it. Alec felt Lexy kick back and saw the sheer joy on Izzy's face. Then he felt something else, something only he and Magnus had felt. Lexy removed her foot and placed her hand palm to palm to Izzy's. Instantly Izzy froze and from the look in her eyes, she was seeing something. Lexy was showing her something...
Isabelle was standing in the kitchen of the Institute. The first thing that was brought to her attention was the alluring smells that lingered all around her. Someone was cooking, and it smelt delicious. She had to admit it smelt better than anything she ever cooked in her life. Maybe her mother was here too and they were both cooking together? It was an extreme rarity when that ever happened, especially since Maryse was always running the Institute and the everyday of killing demons.
Suddenly her eyes were drawn to her hands, she was holding a bowl in her left arm while in her right a spatula and was stirring something inside the bowl. She looked at the contents of the bowl and did not recognize what it was she was making. Her eyes then were drawn to a book on the kitchen table. A cookery book was laid out in front of her and she was actually following the recipe. She was stunned, but something told her this was nothing knew and to carry on, so she did.
"Aunt Izzy, hows the batter coming along?" Asked a young girls voice at the other end of the kitchen table.
Isabelle looked up and saw something incredible. A young girl, about nine years old stood opposite her with black hair tied up but her eyes reminded her of her brothers Alec's. The color was exactly the same but the eyes of the girl was of a cat. She couldn't believe it. It was Lexy, her niece. The warmth in her heart grew as she smiled at her.
"It's coming along perfectly, and hows the cookies we already made?"
Lexy picked one up from where she had been icing them and smiled proudly of her work. "They're coming along great, do you think Aunt Clary will like the artistry I've put into them?"
"Of course she will. And if she doesn't, she can't have any!" Isabelle grinned making Lexy laugh. The cookies had been covered in various colored icing, all aspects of the rainbow and various shades. She watched Lexy tentatively as she drew delicately on one cookie. It looked as she was drawing a cat's face. Chairman Meow Izzy guessed.
Suddenly Isabelle was drawn to a noise coming from the hallway just outside the kitchen. It was Simon, she registered his voice and his usual sounds as he entered. His eyes met hers instantly but her eyes were soon drawn to a young boy who sat upon Simon's shoulders. He had a lighter hair than Isabelle's but shared the same thickness as hers, but he had Simon's eyes. Isabelle knew instantly who this young boy was, as she could feel the same love and affection she had for Simon as she did for the boy.
It was her son.
"Look at all the cookies dad!" The boy cried out in excitement. "They look great."
"They sure do." Simon answered, picking up their son and sitting him down next to Lexy, then making his way to Isabelle, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "You guys have done great."
"Can I have one?" The boy asked, with the same cute nerdy look Simon sometimes still had. Isabelle laughed but nodded while Lexy passed an already iced cookie over to him.
"Here you go Max."
Max Isabelle almost gasped. Her son was named Max: Max Lovelace. She could feel tears running down her cheeks. She then saw the ring on the left hand. Her wedding ring. She was with Simon, married and had a son. But wait, something else seemed difference, something was missing.
"Oh wow, these are great. Can I take one for George too?"
Before Isabelle realized her lips were moving. "Of course you can, but not a big one. You're little brother is still getting use to solid foods."
"Ok mom." Max smiled, grabbed a small once iced as a dog and walked off.
Just then Simon walked behind Izzy and wrapped his arms around her, gently whispered into her ear. "Our boys are great, aren't they? They're going to be great men when they grow older."
"Well, they do take well after the greatest man I have ever known." Isabelle turned round in Simon's arms becoming face to face with him. "I love you, Simon." Then kissed them passionately. Forgetting that the other set of cookies in the over were burning and Lexy trying to get their attention but failing miserably. It didn't matter, Isabelle was happy and the icing would easily cover the burnt bits. Jace and Alec could have those ones.