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How To Talk To Your Now Not Evil Brother

JONATHAN/SEBASTIAN POV

It was pain excruciating. All of a sudden it stopped she stood over me looking down at him. All he could think was I owe her my life well the good one anyway. He'd never felt so light. Her angelic face shinning with a golden light and for the first time. he wasn't thinking about her in a perverted way.

Now standing with her in Mr.Garroway's kitchen. Clary told him to call her mom. She said 'mom' would be home in a few minutes. The door opened and mom came in how do you say hello to your mother you tried to kill? "Mom...?" She grabbed a knife from her belt and flung it at him. He dodge it. "Mom Jon is good look at his eyes." she walks over too me looks in him in the eyes. She envelops him in a hug. "Oh my baby my son mine."

She looked at him with tears in her eyes. "Mom I am so sorry if there is any way I can stay with you and sis..." "You're my son no demon blood, my blood in your veins and I love you of course there is a spare bedroom at the end of the hall but it's your room now." "Thank you so much I hope that one day I can make it up to you." "And you will but I am tired and so is mom tomorrow why don't we all go out for breakfast." "That's a great idea hey let's make dinner now." she said.

CLARY POV

They made dinner with Jon and it was so much fun.He felt like a real family.

They watched the Simpsons on TV. Jon couldn't understand a thing! It was hilarious!

Even when they went to bed Clary couldn't sleep and instead listed things she knew 

A) I am an angel

B) My brother isn't evil

C) I can vaporize demons with my awesomeness

Yep that's it 3 things. Breakfast would be interesting. Then there is the Eternals. Zach's been acting weird lately...

ZACH POV

I've been acting out lately but it's just cause I am nervous. Why? He stars down at the black velveted box in his hand.He knew it was a long shot but he was a man in love, in love with her.Who could not love an angel? But that bastard Jace wanted her more thane did but he had his chance. It's his turn and he wasn't going to waste it!

JONATHAN POV

He had never really slept. If he had he had not dreamt dreamed. He did last night,  dreamt of everyone he'd hurt. Having feelings is the hardest part. He regret all the faces little children, animals ,older people, the defenseless. Untrained, didn't stand a chance. Getting out of bed he went into the kitchen his mother was standing at the counter. "Morning mom." she gave a little jump but then smiled. "Morning, sleep well?" "Yeah it's just odd I have never really slept not properly I guess so can we make breakfast?". Clary came walking out of her room bed head and all. "Morning, Jon, Mom." "Morning bed head." he said. Mom laughed and he thought.

This is the start of a new life and he didn't plan on wasting it.

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