I was sitting In the living room of the institute waiting to hear the news of my wife and our unborn child.

They were having trouble with Clary being in too much pain then a regular labor. they didn't let me stay in the room with her saying the fear from me would be too much stress for Clary and the baby.

I was scared for Clary. I was shaking waiting for the answer from her mother or mine.

It was in that moment I heard a scream so loud it rang through the whole institute. Then silence, until I heard a baby cry.

I jumped up and ran to the room they were all in.

I opened the door and saw an unconscious Clary and a crying baby boy.

"Is it normal for her to be sleeping like that?"I asked nervous.

"Jace I told you to wait outside." Mayrse told me sternly.

"Why is my wife passed out?"I asked my voice becoming shaky.

It was then I heard the flat line sound from the heart monitor beside Clary's bed.

"Clary! No! Do something!"I screamed while Alec was pulling me backward away from the room.

Magnus ran over to Clary and his hands started glowing blue and rested his hands on her chest. "Come on. Come on." He mumbled.

Clary wasn't waking up. She was being taken away from me. Just when I got her to be mine.

*FLASHBACK*

"Jace. I have something to tell you."Clary said from the bathroom.

"What is it babe?"I asked.

"I'm pregnant."She told me looking down at her feet.

"What? Clary this is amazing!"I said picking her up and swinging her around and kissing her.

"I told you I'd never let you down boy."She said in my shoulder.

"Just tell that you're here." She said kissing my cheek.

"Of course im here."I said hugging her close and kissing her.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"Jace!"Alec yelled.

I woke up out of my daydream and saw Alec standing in front of me with a baby in his arms.

I didn't notice I was daydreaming until now. I was also crying. My Clary was taken away by God and I couldn't take it.

"Do you want to see your son?"Alec asked.

I nodded and opened my arms for him to place my son in my arms.

I look down at him. He had a full head of hair. It was a strawberry blonde. He had Clary's eyes and my face shape. I hugged him close to me and cried. He was the only little piece of Clary I had left.

Everyone was around me or Clary crying.

I couldn't take it anymore and handed my son to Alec and walked away slowly to the training room and didn't even bother putting gloves on and started punching the punching bag.

Someone would say I looked crazy screaming and crying Clary's name while I was punching a bag full of sand but I didn't care.

I lost my Clary. Just when she was mine.

*20 YEARS LATER*

I was now 43 and my son William was getting married to a beautiful young woman named Angela.

He was on the dance floor dancing their first dance as a married couple.

He was smiling from ear to ear dancing with his wife.

My mind went back to me and Clary dancing our first dance as a married couple.

I could have sworn I saw Clary in her white dress dacing right beside William.

My heart was hurting from happiness and sadness for William and Clary.

I was thrown out of my own thoughts as William got on stage with a microphone.

"Hello everyone. As you know my dad is here tonight but my mom isn't. As you all know she died the night I was born. Im just so lucky my father stayed around me when she died. Not many fathers do that in that situation. So I would love to thank my dad for everything. I would also love to thank my beautiful mother for everything. Even though I never met her she made my dad happy and that's all I could ever ask for."He said looking at me.

I didn't notice I had tears falling down my face until Izzy gave me a napkin.

I mouthed a thank you and smiled at William who was hugging Angela close.

I knew I raised him right by him saying those words about his mother.