My first Mortal Instruments fanfic! I hope you like! Sorry if anybody's out of character! I tried! Will not be a oneshot! I will write more on it!

Just as a note- Jace is 21 and Clary's 20 and they're both married.

Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare owns the MI characters! Not me!

Jace POV:

"AHHHH!"

Clary's scream nearly propels me out of my chair, but Alec puts his hand on my shoulder to make me stay. I have the overwhelming urge to just punch him and get up anyway but I don't. Alec looks down at me with a small sympathetic grin.

"I know it's hard man, but she'll be fine." he tries to say reassuringly. But I don't want reassurance from him right now. Right now I want to run upstairs, claw the door open and stop what's hurting my Clary so much. But, I can't. And I hate it. I knew having a baby was painful for the mother but no one ever shared the heck the father goes through while waiting!

"How do you know that Alec. She sure as hell doesn't sound like she's fine!" I snap and shrug his hand off. Alec's face saddens a bit and I sigh deeply.

"I'm sorry. I'm just...on edge." Alec smirks.

"I know. You gonna be okay for a minute? I think I'm gonna step out and call Magnus and Isabelle. It shouldn't be much longer now." I nod, and lean my face into my hands as another peircing scream echos through the house.

Here I am, stuck in the downstairs livingroom of Luke and Jocelyn's house, while my wife is suffering upstairs. A part of me wishes that there was a least a demon around or something to work off all this anxiety. Another part is worrying about being a father. I hope I'm a better one than mine. I remember a conversation between Clary and I a few days ago...

FLASHBACK!:

Clary and I sit on the couch at the Institue, watching a movie by ourselves. My hand is rubbing circles absently on her bulging stomach. Mayrse told her this morning we could be parents any day now. And my stomach is in knots.

"Jace?" Clary says looking up at me.

"Yeah"

"We're going to be parents soon. Can you believe it?" A soft smile is on her lips and she rests her hand at the base of her stomach.

"No...I can't" I smile at her, but my mind races at the very thought of becoming a dad. I mean, I was excited when Clary first told me, but as the months have gone by I've gotten more and more worried. What if I'm a bad father? Or worse...what if I'm going to be the kind of father Valentine was to me? I can't imagine becoming that. A moment later, Clary's hand touches my jaw and I look down at her beautiful green eyes. Her expression is questioning.

"What?"

"Is something bothering you?" she asks.

I take a deep breath. "Not really"

She smirks. "I know you too well, Jace Lightwood. Somethings up, so just tell me." Her face is set and I can tell that she's not going to let me drop it. If it was anyone else, I could have just brushed them off and thought nothing of it. But...this was Clary.

"I'm just a little...worried"

"About what"

I begin rubbing her bulge again and I almost instantly see her eyes light up in understanding. She suddenly twist toward me (as much as she can with her large stomach) and lightly kisses my lips. I instantly respond to her but she pulls away. She places her hands on either side of my face and looks me in the eye.

"You'll never be the father Valentine was. Never. Do you understand me." Her eyes are begging me to understand, and I do. I smile at her and lean down to kiss her once more.

"I understand"

END FLASHBACK!

Ten agonizing minutes later the screams stop, and Luke comes walking down the stairs with a big goofy smile on his face. I snap up out of the chair like I was lit on fire and run halfway up the stairs to meet him.

"Well?" I croak and Luke puts a hand on my shoulder. What's with everyone doing that? Just answer my question already!

"Clary is fine Jace, she did great according to Mayrse, and she wants to see you." I smile and start pushing past him, up the stairs when he calls my name. I turn slightly toward him.

"Congrats too. Your little girl is beautiful." I gape at him.

"A girl?" Luke only nods.

I stand still for a second, taking that in. A girl. A baby girl. I can't believe it. A tap on my back interrupts my thoughts.

"Go on Jace." Luke smiles and I jump up the rest of the stairs and straight to the guest bedroom. I lightly push the door open and poke my head inside.

The scene inside is quiet, and the only light comes from the two floor lamps in the room. The furniture has all been taken out and now only holds a bed, two chairs and a bassinet. Jocelyn is sitting in a chair next to the bed where Clary is half sitting, half laying. Jocelyn waves her hand for me to come in. I step inside and gently close the door behind me, then make my way to Clary's side. I take her hand and her eyes instantly open and a smile graces her lips.

"Hi" she whispers. I squeeze her hand.

"Hi. How are you feeling?"

"Tired and a little sore, but all around okay." Relief floods me at her words. At least she's okay. I then lean forward and peck her forehead, nose and finally lips. My hand then gently smoothes her fiery red hair off her forehead.

"I love you" she says.

"I love you too" I answer with full meaning. I look her straight in the eyes for a moment.

"Luke said we are now the proud parents of a little girl." I tell her and her grin grows impossibly wider.

"Yeah, we are"

"She's beautiful Jace. Mayrse is cleaning her off, so you'll get to see her in a minute." Jocelyn whispers, squeezing her daughters other hand firmly. Clary smiles lovingly at her mom.

"Thanks for being here mom" she says.

Jocelyn smiles. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world honey"

A few seconds later, a tired but smiling Mayrse steps out of the bathroom, carrying a small wrapped bundle. She walks over to Clary and I and then carefully gives Clary our tiny daughter.

My little girl has clear, pinkish skin and a head of light blonde fuzz. Her eyes are amazingly open, very alert, and the precise color of her mothers...green. She swivels her head around, this way and that, taking in the room I suppose, until she finds her mother. Clary smiles sweetly at our daughter, and begins making soft cooing noises at her while rocking her from side to side in her arms. I can't seem to help but stare at mother and daughter. The now two most important things in my world.

A few minutes later Mayrse speaks up.

"What are you going to name her?" she asks. Clary looks up at me and I nod.

"Well, Jace and I tossed around a couple names, and we decided if we had a girl we would name her Arriane."

"Arriane, that's so beautiful" Mayrse said, a smile making her face soft and happy.

"Jace" Clary said. I looked down at her.

"Why don't you hold her." I grinned and gently picked Arriane up in my arms. She fit so well. I stood up straight and she snuggled into me. She was so beautiful. I held her for a few minutes when the door creaked open.

"Can we come in?" Isabelle said, her head poking around the door.

"Yes, come on in" Clary said with a smile. I was still cradling Arriane as Isabelle, Alec, Magnus and Luke all piled inside the room. Isabelle instantly came up to me.

"Can I hold her?" she asked, her voice full of excitment. I smirked.

"As long as you promise to never feed her your cooking." I heard Clary chuckle from the bed as Isabelle glared at me. I did hand over Arriane though. I then went back over to Clary and set myself down on the side of her bed. I kissed the top of her head.

"She's sooo cute! Arriane's her name right." Izzy said. Clary nodded and rested her head on my shoulder. I laided my head on top of hers.

Clary and I stayed like this as everyone took a turn coddling our baby. She didn't seem to unhappy being passed around. After about 20 minutes I was starting to nod off when I heard a loud "OH!".

I looked up at Izzy, who's frilly top was now covered in a good coating of baby vomit. I couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at Jace! Your kid just barfed on me!" Izzy's face was mad but her voice was all playful, showing she wasn't really mad. Jocelyn had taken Arriane from Izzy and had given her back to Clary. I touched Arriane's nose.

"You do that whenever she says she's cooking and you might just survive Ari."

Lets just say, after that comment, my arm was sore for like a week.

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