Emma's period was late. Two weeks late. And she was feeling a little sick. It was probably nothing. A cold, or a stomach bug. But being a Shadowhunter, she didn't get sick very often. And it was some unfortunate timing for her first illness in years. And she couldn't forget that night with Julian a few weeks ago, couldn't push away the thought nagging at her in the back of her mind, no matter how hard she tried to ignore it and convince herself it was nothing. Because it was impossible. She had the rune. She trusted Clary's runes to work. She couldn't be pregnant...could she?
No. There was no way she could be. She was just sick.
But a week later, she wasn't feeling any better. She was throwing up every day now, and she still hadn't gotten her period. She was going to have to face the fact that it wasn't going to go away if she ignored it. She was starting to think about a pregnancy test.
. . . . . .
Positive. Emma gasped.