Heyo everyone. So I started watching Supernatural this week, and lets just say its my new favourite show. Possibly even more than How I Met Your Mother. I've also learnt that X (and Y and Z, but mainly X) is an extremely hard letter to find words for, but then I thought about Christmas, and Charlotte and Henry (highly neglected characters. [Not to mention every fanfic written about them involves a metal flowers]) and something formed.

And this is the last chapter! It's been a long journey, guys.

Disclaimer: If I own the show, then the shows not Infernal Devices...

X: Xmas

The first time that Charlotte met Henry Branwell was at her parents Christmas Ball.

It had been in the ballroom of the Institute. The maids had made everything look magnificent, the crowning jewel being the elaborately decorated Christmas tree with the beautiful golden angel that glowed on the very top. Normally, she would have been enjoying the occasion, but her parents had introduced her to so many different people that she was tired of shaking hands and her mouth ached from smiling politely at the various Shadowhunters.

"Charlotte, this is Mr Branwell and his son, Henry Branwell," her father was saying. She curtsied courteously. Mr Branwell was a tall man with a rather-serious looking face. His son, however, had his head turned towards the glowing angel on the Christmas tree, staring at it with a sort of awe.

Mr Branwell cleared his throat and nudged his son inconspicuously. Henry turned, face flushing slightly as he shook Charlotte's fathers outstretched hand.

Henry was tall like his father, but all resemblance stopped there. His hair was a fiery red colour, his face more kind, and his eyes were a brilliant hazel. Said eyes turned on her.

"It is a pleasure to meet you" he said, so shyly that Charlotte couldn't help but smile. Her first real smile of the night.

"The pleasure is all mine".

Y: Yes or No?

"Will, yes or no?" asked Jem, starting to get the slightly irritated.

Will looked appalled. "Please James, do not rush me. This is an extremely important decision I am making. I will have to live the rest of my life remembering this very moment. This moment of choice! I mean, not many people will ever have the honour of-"

"By the Angel, do you want the last scone or not!"

"THIS SCONE STARTED LIFE AS NOTHING BUT FLOUR AND MILK, AND HERE IT IS NOW, BEING OFFERED TO ME-"

Z: Zig Zag (the title doesn't have much to do with the story, but hey, it works for me ;)

Tessa felt her heartbeat quicken as Will entered the library. This was the first time that he had sought her company since the night on the roof.

Pretending not to notice him, she busied herself in reading. Because he was finally going to apologise to her. Yes, that had to be it; he was sorry.

"Tessa," Will said when he reached her. She heard fear and grief in his voice and knew that he had not come to her to apologise, as she had desperately hoped.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Jem"

And thats the last chapter. Ever :(

my first fanfiction ever is finished. Its been awesome writing this and I hope you guys enjoyed reading it. And hey, if people want it/ if I ever get around to it, I plan to publish all the drabbles I wrote but I never put into the story because I got a better idea into a new fic.

So buh-bye y'all.

-Ash

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