Sweet Little Serena (Rewrite)

Epilogue

TWO YEARS LATER

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"What about the Shax demons in Chelsea?"

"Banished without incident. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust," Underhill answered.

"And the Drevaks in Long Island?" Izzy asked as she was updated by Underhill who was sent out on a mission by Jace, Co-Head of the New York Institute and Izzy's partner. After Clary's exile and his sister and parabatai leaving for Alicante, they thought it would be good for him to have a fair amount of work to do to take his mind off things. Izzy did most of the work as her brother was still grieving but, they worked very well together, and New York had never been more peaceful.

"The hunt continues," the Shadowhunter answered, and Izzy sighed.

"Don't stop until they're gone," she ordered. "Is that clear?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Dinner has arrived. Sorry, I'm late," Simon called as Underhill walked off and Izzy turned around to smile at her boyfriend who came rushing in with a paper bag full of food from the newly redone Taki's restaurant. Taki's was formerly known as the Jade Wolf and was now a restaurant that catered to every faction of the Downworld.

"You're too sweet," Izzy gushed with a loving grin before she brought her lips to meet Simon's in a short kiss.

"Careful. If anyone sees one of the Heads of the Institute kissing one of her Downworld deputies, there could be some trouble," Simon said as he pulled away, still gripping her hands as Izzy smirked.

"My brother and parabatai are basically the King and Queen of the Shadowhunters, I'll take my chances." Simon chuckled as Izzy straightened his jacket. "And you better get going. You know your trainer doesn't like it when you're late. And Head of the Institute or not, I can't pull any more strings for you."

Simon sighed before lifting Izzy's chin with his finger. "I'll just tell on him to Serena. Bye."

And with a fleeting parting kiss, Izzy was left with a smile as she watched Simon run off to his training session with Jace. How far their lives had come.

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Alec sat at his desk, reading a book, his almost two-year-old daughter on his lap as she played with a stuffed toy. Serena sat at the desk next to his, typing away at her computer, the area next to her desk contained a cot along with a play mat and toys scattered on the floor.

"Come in," Alec called as a knock on the door sounded.

"Mr and Mrs Inquisitor, little Celena," Luke greeted as he walked in, and the two parents looked up from what they were doing.

"Lucy!" the baby girl spoke, not wanting to say Luke's actual name after her first attempt left her with Lucy rather than Luke.

"I like Mrs Inquisitor much better than the Angel of Alicante," Serena muttered to her husband who laughed at her. The Angel of Alicante had been the nickname given to Serena by the Shadowhunters after the Battle of Idris. With as worshipped as angels were by the Shadowhunters, seeing Serena as one had earned her a whole new level of respect and admiration amongst their people. Something Alec couldn't be prouder of. Also, because he and his wife used that to rebuild the Clave, despite her not liking the nickname. It was how they'd risen to the positions of Co-High Inquisitors and were looking to be the youngest Co-Consuls in the history of Shadowhunters. Granted, they had to wait until Jia's term was up but working with her had proved to be not as bad as they thought, especially since Aline was dating Helen who was half Seelie.