Hey, guys! So here we go! For those of you who are here brand new and not because you've read my authors notes in previous stories; this is going to be 26 oneshots based on different Mortal Instruments characters, mainly ships, and mainly Clace. They are all based on songs, to the different letters of the alphabet, and they're all requests. I do still have a couple a letters that are available for request, so if you're curious, send me a PM and I'll let you know what ones are still free.

With the requests, it was mainly first in, first served. But I did try and make it fair, so that I used at least one song requested by each person. And I also had to pick and choose a little with the songs, because they had to be songs that I could actually write about, so that might be why I didn't choose some songs. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or the songs.

A : A Thousand Years - Christina Perri
Requested by Luvmortalinstruments

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this
One step closer

I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

Jace Wayland let out a long breath as he walked quietly into the bedroom. It was almost two in the morning, and his body was exhausted, begging desperately for him to collapse onto his bed and curl around itself into a ball, and fall asleep. He and Alec Lightwood had been out hunting for almost two days now, and he hadn't caught a second of sleep in all that time—barely even gotten to sit down and rest his feet in all that time. He pulled off his shirt and dropped it to the ground, kicking it to the corner of the room and then thought better of it, picking the shirt up and putting it into the washing basket beside the door.

His wife would have his head if he reverted back to bad teenage habits.

He walked back out into the hallway, back into the bathroom where he had turned on the shower before going into the bedroom. He finished undressing and stepped into the hot spray of the shower. His moan of content filled the tiled room as the shower soothed his aching body, rushing over his tired muscles, his mind slowly settling after the two days of needing to be constantly alert.

There had been a nest of vampires that had broken their agreement, and starting hunting innocent mundanes. Downworlders had a way of finding loop holes in agreements, but outright tearing the throats out of anyone who crossed their paths was a blatant violation of the treaty. Jace and Alec had been a part of the hunting party that had gone after them. Isabelle Lightwood had also come with them, along with Max Lightwood, the youngest of the siblings. It had been his first proper hunt, so he had been filled with a ridiculous amount of excited energy.

That had worn off quickly.

Especially after he had been told that he had to leave his 'emergency stash' behind. The emergency stash had consisted of pretty much every kind of chocolate that he could get his hands on.

The hunt had been successful, but they had all walked away feeling drained and injured. Jace had been slashed across his chest and one of his arms, but they were healing quickly from the runes he had burnt into his skin. Now he was home, and as soon as he was done with the shower, washing away the grime and sweat and blood of the hunt, he was climbing into bed with his woman.

"Hey," came a soft voice from the doorway, and Jace jerked in surprise. Clarissa Fray-Wayland stood there, blinking sleepily at him, wearing only a pair of lace underwear and a loose shirt—one of his—her hair pulled back in a ponytail.

"Shit, sorry," he winced as he wiped his hand across the glass of the shower, looking through the mist at her. "I didn't mean to wake you up."

"You know I don't sleep well when you're not here," she shrugged and pulled off her shirt, dropping it to the ground and then shimmying out of her underwear, stepping into the shower with him once she was naked. Jace sucked his lower lip into his mouth as he took in her body, still getting that same, flushed feeling rushing over him as he had when he had first fallen for her. He put his hands on her hips, dropping his head so that it was resting against the curve of her neck.

The life that they lead was a crazy one.

Before Jace had met Clary, it had been just one day after another, all blurring together. Just one fight after another, every bruise and cut and slash becoming one, no longer able to differentiate. He didn't really have a plan, he was just following the path that had been laid out in front of him by his father. Even when he had met the Lightwoods, and they showed him the love and friendship that he hadn't experienced before, it still wasn't quite enough to pull him out of the haze that was his life; everything in shades of grey.

But then there was Clary.

Clary was strong, and beautiful, and incredible, and there had been this insane pull toward her. Her and Isabelle were good friends, but she had travelled with her parents and her brother most of her life, so he only met her a few days after his nineteenth birthday. Despite all of his confidence, he had been completely surprised when she had felt the same way as him. Sure, she had tried to hide it at first, pretty much ignoring him outright, until one day, he had caught her walking down a hallway in the Institute, and had grabbed her, thrown her against the wall, and kissed her until she had no option but to kiss back.

And then they had been inseparable.

Clary was the one who had made everything he was doing so much more meaningful. Alec had Magnus Bane, and Isabelle...Well, Isabelle had anyone that she laid her eyes on, but while Jace had been with a couple of girls, it had never been enough for him.

It had never been like Clary.

She brought light into his life, as cheesy as that sounded.

And now, he still had her. He had a ring on her finger and he had a life with her. At the moment, she was standing in front of him, both hands rubbing up and down his back, kissing his shoulder and soothing him, even though it was the middle of the night, and she should most definitely be in bed.

"You should be asleep," Jace murmured as he lifted his head and looked down at her. She stared back up at him, meeting his gaze. Her eyes had always been bright green, intuitive and gorgeous, but for the past few months, they had been glowing in a way that made his entire body ache with love for her. It wasn't just her eyes at had been changing; her entire body was radiant, filling out curves in places she had never really had before. "You're sleeping for two now, remember?" Jace whispered as he rubbed her slightly rounded stomach softly.

"He couldn't sleep without his daddy," Clary replied, a slight catch in her throat. Jace's head snapped up at her words and she let out a noise that sounded like a cross between a huff of laughter and a sob, both of them getting caught in her throat.

"He?" Jace managed to rasp out.

"I had a scan this morning," she nodded.

"We're having a boy?" He still sounded as though he was processing it, even though Clary knew that he was overjoyed. She could tell, because his eyes were starting to tear up, just like they had when she had first told him that she was pregnant.

"We're having a boy," she confirmed, reaching up on her tip-toes to push her lips against his.

She was everything he needed.

Her and their son.

I know, I know, this one is pretty damn sappy. Usually I'm not into sappy, but this song makes me all melted inside. Haha. Let me know what you think :) Your reviews make me one happy brunette ;) xx

Oh aaaaaaaand I'm off to see Batman vs Superman tonight! Whoop whoop! Batman all the way!