This is my first fanfiction so if it sucks I'm sorry. This is set about six years in the future. Jace is 22 and Clary is 21 and they have been married for 3 years. So, I hope you enjoy reading this.
"Simon, be careful!" Clary chided her best friend as he tossed the small boy into the air, catching him as he fell. "Even the Accords wouldn't stop Jace from killing you if you dropped him."
"Calm down, Fray. We're fine!" The daylighter rolled his eyes before setting the boy down and going to sit next to his friend on the couch. The toddler plopped down onto the floor, pouting at no longer being thrown through the air. He was only three years old but was already a thrill seeker like his father. He quickly got over it as he crawled over to his toy seraph blade that he kept with him at all times. Clary just shook her head at her son with a small smile as Simon gave her a curious look.
"So, what brings you and Lil' Max here today?" He asked. She looked at him like she was hiding something. For the past couple of days, Clary had been acting strange. She would space out more than usual and hasn't been eating as much as usual. If it was Isabelle's cooking, that was one thing but when she turned down Maryse's cooking, then you knew something was wrong.
"What? I can't just hang out with my best friend?" She questioned.
"Not when you call me in a panic to see if I'm home before hanging up without telling me what's wrong, then showing up at my apartment ten minutes later, fine as a cucumber." Simon said.
"You know I never really got that expression, 'fine as a cucumber', I mean can a cucum-"
"Spill it, Fray." Simon interrupted her as she tried to change the subject. She sighed, knowing that she was caught.
"I'm pregnant." She confessed, a ball of nerves collecting in the pit of her stomach, waiting for his reaction. Simon kept looking at her, frozen and unresponsive. After a couple of minutes, Clary started to worry that he was in some sort of shock; a cry of triumph came from Lil' Max as he stabbed a stuffed animal with his seraph blade as if it were a demon. This seemed to have knocked Simon out of his frozen state as both him and Clary looked over at the beaming child. Simon looked back over at Clary, panic starting to show on his face.
"Please tell me that Jace already knows?" He asked.
Clary looked down at her twisted hands in her lap and mumbled a quiet "No."
If Simon were still human, he wouldn't have heard her mumbling but being a vampire with perfect hearing, he heard her just fine. He dropped his head into his hands and let out a groan.
"Damn it, Clary! You know what happened the last time you told me you were pregnant before Jace! I barely got out of those ropes before that Ravenor demon could eat me!" Simon said into his palms, wincing at the memories of his narrow escape.
"Oh come off it, Simon. You weren't in any real danger and Jace isn't going to do anything to you this time either." Clary protested rolling her eyes. He was blowing this way out of proportions. It wasn't like Jace would have actually let him get eaten by that Ravenor demon. I mean, we made him Max's godfather for crying out loud! "Besides, I think having Max has tamed Jace a bit."
Simon looked up at her with incredibility at her statement, "No it hasn't! It's only made his ego worse now that he has a mini-Jace running around!" He pointed to Max, who was still playing with his toy blade, handling it with such a skill, it was as if he has been wielding a sword his whole three years of life; which he has. Of course being the son of two legendary Shadowhunters and his father the best in the world, it was a wonder that he didn't come out of the womb holding a seraph blade. It was true though, Max was Jace's mini-me, physically and personality wise. He possessed the same mischievousness that his father had and showed signs of being just as witty. He also looked like a carbon copy of Jace, all except for the eyes which were the same emerald green as his mother's, for which Jace was happy about.
Before Clary could respond, her cell phone started vibrating from her pocket. She quickly pulled it out and answered it, not bothering to look at the caller ID.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe, Alec and I just got back to the Institute. Where'd you and Max go?" Jace's curious voice rang out through the line.
"Oh Jace!" Clary exclaimed, shooting Simon a look before answering, "Max and I just wanted to pay Simon a visit. That's all, nothing else. Everything's fine." She said, trying to keep the nervousness out of her voice. From the way Simon was looking at her, she could tell she wasn't doing a very good job.
"Clary, are you okay? You sound panicky. Is Max alright?" Jace questioned. He sounded as if he was close to grabbing a cab and rushing over here, blades flying.
"No we're fine. We'll be home shortly." Clary said, quickly hanging up the phone too panicked to say goodbye. She sat for a minute trying to calm her racing heart. How the hell was she going to tell Jace that he was going to be a father again? Will he be excited? Will he be angry? Does he even want more children? Of course, he was a wonderful father to Max, even if he had his doubts at first and was afraid he would become like Valentine.
For months, they spent nights with Jace talking about his fears and Clary reassuring him that he would be an amazing dad. Once she started showing, Jace would lay down by her stomach and rub it, whispering promises and telling our child how much he already loved him. But it wasn't until Maxwell Stephen Lightwood entered the world and Jace held him for the first time that he knew he could never become like Valentine because he loved his son too much to even think about hurting him or causing him pain. Now, Jace was the best father any child could ask for but they had never really talked about having more children.
Simon decided to take pity on Clary, seeing that she was having a mental freak out. He grabbed her hand, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles.
"Clary, don't freak out. Everything is going to be okay." He reassured her. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
"How do you know that? I'm only twenty-one years old! How am I supposed to handle two kids?" She sniffled. As she blinked, the tears started running down her cheeks.
"Because you have me, and you have Jace and Isabelle and your mom and a lot of other people who love you and care for you. That's how I know. Now stop you're crying, go to the Institute and tell Jace that you're having his baby and he's just going to have to deal with it!" Simon said earning a chuckle from Clary. He felt his heart warm a bit at the fact that he was still able to make her laugh when she was down.
Taking Simon's advice, Clary wiped her tears away, grabbed her and Max's coats, putting them on before picking him up in the middle of his stuffed demon hunting, and gave him a kiss on his temple. He looked up at Clary, studying her face for a minute, before giving her a beaming smile, melting Clary's heart and giving her the reassurance that she was going to be fine. He was just like Jace, making her feel better with just a look.
"Let's all just hope that this one is a mini-Clary. We don't need any more Jace's running around." Simon said, walking Clary to the door, "Though this little guy isn't too bad." He smiled at Max, fist bumping his little fist that wasn't currently grasping his seraph blade.
"Bye bye, Uncle Si." Max waved as Clary opened the door. As she walked out into the hallway, Simon called her name. She looked back at him standing in the doorway.
"Next time you find out you're with child, I don't want to know." He told her with semi-seriousness.
"Goodbye, Simon." Clary said, trying not to roll her eyes. Simon closed the door as she started walking to the apartment lobby that led to the streets of New York.
As Clary stood in the Institute elevator, waiting for it to stop, she thought about how she was going to tell Jace. She could make him dinner using baby foods. No, that was too corny. This was Jace, it had to be good. She could send him on some sort of scavenger hunt all over the Institute. No, that's just a lot of work on her part. No thank you.
Before Clary could think of anything else, the elevator stopped moving and opened on the hallway of the Institute. In the hallway Jace and Isabelle seemed to be having a conversation but stopped when they heard the elevator open.
Max pulled his hand out of Clary's and ran to Jace, yelling, "Daddy!" before leaping into his arms.
"Hey buddy, how's my little man?" Jace asked, love shining in his eyes as he looked at Max.
"Me and Mommy got to see Uncle Si! And on our way home, we got a cookie!" Max said with all the excitement of a three year old. Clary walked over to them after hanging both her and Max's coats on the coat rack.
"Really? That's so cool!" Jace said before turning to Clary and giving her a quick kiss, "Hey babe."
"Hey. I see you and Magnus sure enjoyed you're shopping spree, Isabelle." Clary said, eyeing the many shopping bags that were littered around Isabelle's feet.
"Yes we did. Magnus and I are shopping soul mates." Isabelle said, picking up some of the shopping bags. Her perfectly sculpted brows furrowed as she tried to pick all the bags up.
"Don't let Alec hear you say that." Jace said, watching her struggle with amusement. She looked up at Jace and Max.
"Hey Max, want to help Aunty Izzy carry her bags to her room?" Isabelle asked, putting a fake smile on hoping to convince her nephew.
"No way, Aunty Izzy! Your room is scary. There's glitter everywhere!" Max threw his little arms up, shaking his head in horror.
Isabelle scowled at her nephew, mumbling, "You're such a guy." Hefting all of her bags into her arms, she looked at Jace, "I blame you."
"I taught him well." Jace said with a smirk. When Isabelle left with her bags in tow, Clary looked over at Jace and knew it was time to tell him.
"Hey Max, honey, why don't you go play while I talk to daddy." Clary told him. Jace looked at her with curiosity and confusion.
"Okay Mommy, I'll go see if Uncle Alec wants to fight." Max said as Jace put him down on the floor. After he toddled off to look for Alec, Jace looked at Clary.
"Is everything alright, Clary?" Jace asked. She could already see all the different theories Jace had running through his head.
"Everything's fine; How about we sit down for a minute." Clary said, grabbing Jace's hand and leading him over to the couches in the living area, sitting down with Jace next to her. worry started to cloud his face.
"So, I don't really know how to say this-" Clary started before Jace interrupted her.
"Are you breaking up with me?" Jace asked panicked. Clary looked at him confused.
"Breaking up with you? Why would I break up with you?" She asked, her eyebrows raised. Unfortunately, she still couldn't do the "one-eyebrow" thing.
"I don't know. Maybe you realized you didn't want to always have to fight women off of this." He said, waving a hand at himself. Clary narrowed her eyes at him in annoyance.
"Unfortunately Jace, when I married you, I had already done my fair share of fighting women off of that." Clary mockingly waved her hand at him. "So no, I am not breaking up with you over that. I need to talk to you about something serious."
"Fine, what do you need to talk about?" He said, trying to hold back his snarky comments.
"Jace, I'm-" But before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by a throat clearing from the doorway. Jace and Clary looked over and saw Alec holding Max in one arm and holding something else in his other hand.
"What is it, Alec?" Clary snapped. She blushed, not having meant to sound so harsh. Alec looked like he was blushing too as he looked at them.
"Um, Max and I were fighting, play fighting of course, until Max had to go to the bathroom." Alec said hesitantly, "He used your bathroom."
"Okay Alec. No need to note us on his bodily functions." Jace said, confused on why Alec was telling them this. Clary too, was confused on why this news was relevant to anything. Alec looked down at the thing in his hand. It looked like some sort of stick.
"Well, he found this in the, uh, trash can." Alec said, looking directly at Clary now. She looked closer at what the thing in Alec's hand, her eyes widening when she realized that it was the pregnancy test that she had taken this morning. She had made sure to wrap it in toilet paper and put it in the trash can before she rushed over to Simon's but she must not have wrapped it very good in her haste if her three year old son was able to find it and dig it out.
"What is it?" Jace asked, the only one in the room who hadn't already figured out what it was.
"It's a sensor, Daddy! Duh!" Max said from Alec's arms. Okay, Jace and Max were the only ones in the room who hadn't already figured out what it was.
"A sensor? That's not a sensor, Buddy." Jace said, confused on why his son thought the stick was a sensor when he has clearly been taught what a sensor was and what it looked like.
"Yes it is. It has a positive sign on it! That means there's demons and you and Uncle Alec have to go kill it." Max explained. Clary snapped out of her state of shock and quickly stood up, walking over to Alec and Max.
"Oh, baby, what the imagination you have!" She said, snatching the test out of Alec's hand and holding it out of Jace's view.
"Clary, what is he talking about?" Jace said, standing up. She turned to face him.
"I don't know, Jace. He obviously gets his over-active imagination from you." She accused as she held the stick behind her back.
"What's behind your back?" Jace asked suspicion in his tone.
"Nothing." Clary said, trying to fake a smile but it probably came out as a grimace. Jace wasn't fooled as he strode over to Clary. He narrowed his eyes at her. Alec had the good sense to realize that this was a good time to leave, taking Max with him.
"Clary, what are you hiding?" He asked, not believing her denial.
"Nothing, Jace. I'm not hiding anything." Clary said but her denial was only halfhearted as she started to break down. Jace could see her resolve start to weaken, so he grabbed both sides of her face and brought her lips up to his. The kiss was slow at first but soon built up quickly. Clary opened her mouth a little bit as Jace slid his tongue into her mouth, both tongues massaging each other. Clary let out a slight moan, Jace smirked slightly, knowing that she was fully distracted as he reached around her and pulled the mysterious object from her hand. Pulling his mouth away from Clary's, he brushed his lips across her's before looking down at the stick. Clary was still in a daze from the kiss. By the time she snapped out of it, Jace had already saw what the object was and what exactly it said. She looked up at his face, nervous for his reaction.
"Clary, what is this?" Jace said, his voice sounding strained with some unknown emotion. Suddenly, Simon's earlier words came to Clary as she took a deep breath and stomped her foot.
"I'm pregnant with your baby and you're just going to have to deal with it!" She announced with absolute determination. Jace looked at her with that unknown emotion but Clary could see some amusement there too.
"Did you just stomp your foot? I thought girls only did that in movies." He said, looking like he was trying not to laugh, though it looked like it would have been hysterical laughing. Clary sighed in exasperation.
"Damn it, Jace. I'm telling you something important!" She said, slumping a little bit.
"I know and I'm trying to process this all." He said, still looking at the test in his hand. Suddenly, he looked up at her, his eyes shining.
"You're pregnant." He stated. Clary nodded her head.
"We're having another baby." He said, Clary nodded again, waiting for his reaction, though what she got wasn't quite what she was expecting.
"We're having a baby!" Jace exclaimed, tossing the stick behind him and grabbing Clary from around her waist and lifting her up into his arms, crashing his lips to hers. Clary wrapped her legs around his waist and wound her arms around his neck. Before they could get any deeper into the kiss though, Jace broke it off. Clary looked at him with confusion.
"Does Simon know?" He asked narrowing his eyes at her, not liking the idea of his wife going to someone other than him with this kind of thing, even if she has known them her whole life.
"What? No." Clary only hesitated for a moment but it was enough to tell Jace that she was lying. She captured his lips with hers trying to distract him.
"Liar." He mumbled against her lips before deepening the kiss. Later, he would give her a stern talking and maybe even send some Ravenor demons over to Simon, but as of now, Jace was just going to love the woman who was the mother of his children, who was his wife, and the woman that he has been in love with for six years and would love for the rest of his life, and if there was a life after this one, he would love her then too.
Fin
Like I said, this is my first Fanfic. Let me know what you think. Rate & Review.