Clary's pov
A couple days later Jonathan walks into my room."This was a test to see if Jace really cared about you and Avy," he says, "he passed the test. He has spent the past few days trying to find you guys. He is on his way here. I sent him a text explaining everything this morning."
"Why would you do that?" I ask him.
"Because he hurt you before and I wanted to make sure he truly cared for you two," he says as the door opens revealing Jace.
"Jace," I say as I run into his arms. He holds me tightly.
"You passed the test," Jonathan tells Jace, "you have proved that you care about Clary and Avy. You have my full permission to be in their lives."
"Daddy!"
We turn to see Avy run into the room. Jace picks her up.
"I'm right here baby girl," Jace says, "Daddy's here. You're safe."
"I wove you Daddy," Avy says and I can see the tears in Jace's eyes.
"I love you too Baby," Jace says.
"Let's go home," I say and Jace nods.
I hear Avy crying when I get done drying my hair. I go to her room and pick her up. Jace walks in and I hand her to him. She stops crying."You're safe," he says.
"I safe," she says before falling asleep.
I smile and go find Izzy. She is in the kitchen. I pull her out of the room. We go to my room.
"I am so glad that I moved back to the institute," I say, "I missed you all so much. Avy told Jace that she loves him. Jace is being such a great father to her."
"Clary," Izzy says, "that's great."
Just then I feel two arms on my shoulders. I look up to see Jace. I smile at him and notice Izzy slowly sneaking out of the room. I laugh and grab a pillow from my bed. I throw it at her and it hits her head.
"Hey," she says, "what was that for?"
"Just wanted to let you know that you weren't as sneaky as you thought," I say, "I saw you sneaking out of the room."
I feel Jace chuckle and tell Izzy she can go. She runs out of the room. I turn to face Jace.
"Thank you," I say, "for getting Avy to sleep."
Jace doesn't say anything. Instead he leans down and kisses me. I kiss him back. He pulls away and I sit on the bed. I hear a knock on the door.
"Come in," I say. The door opens and Jonathan comes in.
