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Magnus: Why did you have to drag me out? I was perfectly fine sulking in my apartment!

Me: Well, I need you to do the disclaimer! Besides you need to get out of your mess of an apartment! You're just as bad as...

Magnus: Say the name and I'll turn you into something very unnatural!

Me: Alright! Just do the disclaimer and you can go back to you're apartment and attempt to stop Jace from cleaning it!

*death stare from Magnus* Magnus: Alright! She doesn't own TMI! Only the plot! I'm going back to bed, so don't bother me!


Prologue: Clary's Secret

Clary was scared how she was going to tell Jace. She was pregnant, with his kid. The night when they got high, they went farther than she thought. She had realized that she was late on her period. She hadn't told anyone, it wasn't hard to hide being that she was only a few weeks pregnent. She had was scared to tell him, he was already keeping his distance when they would talk. He wouldn't touch her in fear of hurting her. When she told him, she wasn't sure how he would react.

She took a deep breath, opening the door to his room in the silent city. He stood in front of a mirror. A smile formed across his face, the same one that she had fallen in love with.

"Hey." She couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hey, Jace." She bites her bottom lip debating if she should tell him or not.

"Clary, are you alright?" It's now or never, she thought.

"Jace, um...I...I'm...pregnant." He stared at her, his mouth wide open. "Jace, say something, please."

"It's mine, right?" She nods. "How far along are you?"

"I'm only a few weeks in." She waited for him to say something else, but he only nods.

"Have you told anyone?" She shakes her head.

"Only you." She takes a step towards him, reaching for his hand he takes a quick step back.

"Clary, no please. I don't want to hurt you, especially now. When you're pregnant, with my baby. You're my family, my everything." She took a step closer grabbing his hand, and putting it on her stomach.

"That's why I know you won't hurt us."

"So you want to keep him?"

"Of course, I do Jace. I could never give him or her up even if I wanted to, Jace. I love our baby too much." Jace took a deep breath and picked Clary up bridal style, setting her down on the makeshift bed. That looked more like a cot than a bed, if even that.

"How are you feeling?"His voice mirror the concern that was written all over his face.

"I'm fine, Jace. The only thing I hate is the morning sickness." She rested her head on his shoulder, when he sat down next to her. He smiles, kissing the top of her head, pulling her close to him.

"I've missed this so much." Jace chuckles.

"Me, too."


Magnus staggered out of the tunnels, chest heaving like he couldn't breath. The moment he had told Alec it was over. He felt like crying, he wanted to take it all back. But what Alec had been planning to do was unforgivable. He had wanted to take his immortality away, yet if he had just asked then Magnus would have given it to him. He had actually thought that he would settle down, that there would actually be an end. He had thought that Alec would be the one, that he would spend the rest his life with. But he had been wrong, you think he would have learned from the last time. He should have just avoided the Shadowhunters like a sense able guy would. You get stabbed in the back once by them, you don't go running back to them.

"Alec isn't like them. He's different, he's kind and loving."

No he's not, he was going to take your immortality. Kind and loving people don't do that.

"But..."

No buts, he doesn't love you anymore! People who love you don't go behind your back and talk to Camille.

Great now he's arguing with himself. He walks into his apartment, only vaguely remembering the walk to the apartment and fumbling for his keys. His cat seemed to be smart and was hiding somewhere, out of his way. He stopped in the middle of his living room, looking at all the pictures of him and the blue eyed boy on vacation, the books that the shadowhunter had been reading then stopped. The memories of the two of them having fun on the couch, in the kitchen, in the bedroom. Everywhere he looked the memories flooded through his mind, no matter how hard he tried they wouldn't go away. The blue sparks began to fly from his fingers, sending everything flying across the room like a sort of tornado. He fell on the floor in the fetal position crying, leaving everything a mess. After a few minutes he was able to collect himself, he walked to the fridge grabbed a bottle of wine and went to one of the spare bedrooms to cry.


Hope you liked it! It's short I know, sorry! I'll put the next chapter up ASAP! So maybe tommarow depends how long the editing takes! R&R!

BESH