First a few side notes: Be forewarned that this story contains City of Heavenly Fire spoilers! So, please please don't complain about them because YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Anyways, lets get on with it!

Disclaimer; I do not own. I wish, but no.

"He didn't give you anything sweetie. Well, not exactly. But, Clary dear, you're pregnant." He explained rather awkwardly.

Clary stared blankly at Magnus while he waited patiently for her to gather herself. Clary couldn't really process what was going on right then. All she knew was that her mother was going to kill her, Luke was going to look at her with his quiet disappointed parent look, and Jace was going to have a heart attack. Then it dawned on her, she was going to have to stop training.

"Magnus…?" She asked quietly.

"What is it biscuit?" he asked with a concerned look on his face. The warlock had known Clary since she was born and of all of Alec's little friends he was the most fond of her.

"Can you tell if my training, has ya know, hurt it..?" she asked in a whisper.

Magnus could see the anguish mixed with love on the young girls face and he couldn't help but go to her to comfort her. Four hundred years allowed for the wisdom he needed to comfort the girl he had watched grow all of her life.

"It's okay, Clary. You haven't hurt it. And, even if you had you didn't do it on purpose, you didn't know. Now, I think you and I need to talk about your next step, because even as a shadowhunter you have options if you want them. I won't tell anyone your secrets." He assured her.

"Magnus, I have to keep it, not it, the baby. I just have to." She said.

"Alright, biscuit. What do you want to do in terms of letting people in on your secret?"

"Can we not tell anyone right now? I need to figure out how to tell Jace. He at least deserves to know before anyone else. Please?" She begged him.

"I already told you, I'll keep this secret. BUT, you need to know that you're about 9 weeks, roughly two months. You have a little time, but not much before your slight frame begins to show." He warned her.

With that Clary showed Magnus out of the room. She sent Alec to go get Jace for her, telling him that she just didn't feel very well. Not even two minutes later Jace poked his head into her room with questioning eyes. Clary prepared herself to lay the best part of her life, because if anyone could pick up on every piece of her mood, it was Jace.

"So, what's the diagnosis?" he asked.

"Um, Magnus thinks I'm dehydrated and have a little bit of the flu, so no more training for a few days." She lied through her teeth.

"Clary, shadowhunters fight through the sickness. You know that. You have to train." He said. Obviously Jace wasn't going to let her out of this easily.

"I can't train Jace." She said just as stubbornly.

"I'll make you until you give me a solid excuse as to why not."

"I just can't!"

"Clary, if you don't want to be a shadowhunter, just tell us." He said looking a little hurt. Of course he would assume that she wanted to resume her normal life.

"That's not it, I just- I can't train right now." She was desperately trying to make up excuses, but she knew she was at the end of her line.

"Clary, if you don't tell me why, I don't care, I will drag you into that room myself every single day." He threatened. Leave it to her boyfriend to be the one who didn't care if she was sick as long as she was able to protect herself.

"Jace-" she started, when Isabelle peeked in the doorway.

"Hey Clary, ready to go get some practice in?" she said interrupting the moment with Jace.

Just as Clary started to reply to Isabelle, Jace did it for her by picking her up and carrying her over his shoulder into the practice room with Isabelle trailing behind. Isabelle shot her a funny look, but Clary was too busy seething to notice. Just as Jace put her down on the floor Clary smacked him across the face and started towards the door.

"Clary!" he yelled, obviously pissed now.

"What." She seethed, not facing him.

"Either tell me, and Isabelle, why you can't continue training and drink a little extra water, or get back over here! You know this is a condition of you living in the Institute." He declared.

"Fine," Clary said. "Jace Herondale. I'm pregnant. That's why I can't train. That's why I'm sick. And that's why you really shouldn't boss me around!" She said to a shocked Isabelle and Jace before storming out of the room. She heard the door open behind her and assumed that Jace was following her to talk. She was wrong. Isabelle knocked on her door and poked her head in just as Clary collapsed on her bed in tears.

"Clare?" Isabelle asked.

"Yea?"

"You wanna talk?"

Clary just shook her head. She wanted time to process, not a screaming match and a fight with her boyfriend and she definitely didn't want to talk. Isabelle understood, she wasn't much of a talker herself so she walked into Clary's room, shut and locked the door and climbed onto the bed to hold the girl that she was starting to see as a sister. Clary was endlessly thankful that Isabelle knew what she needed in that moment.

"I know you don't really want to talk right now, but just listen to me for a sec." Isabelle started, "I know things are really scary right now and everytime that you start to get a hold on things everything changes, and its been that way for the last few years, but I just want you to know that I am behind you 100%. I will kick Jace's ass anytime he says something mean and I will yell at your parents and mine for you so that you don't have to. You're basically my sister now Clare, and with all the bad that's happened these last two years, we need something good. This could be our good."

Clary cried harder into the arms of the last person she thought she would have and cried everything she was feeling out. Just as her eyes dried, there was a knock on the door. Isabelle went to answer it with a glare prepared to send anyone away if Clary asked her to. Unsurprisingly it was Alec coming to ask who broke Jace, because after almost two hours he was still standing in the same spot in the training floor with a shocked look on his face. Isabelle shooed Alec away and waited for Clary to give her a sign as to what she wanted.

"Izzy…. Thank you." Clary said, "I mean it, you're the best. I'm gonna go sit with Jace and try and talk to him I think."

"If you need anything just call." Isabelle said before following Clary out of the room and heading into her own room to give them some privacy.

Sure enough when Clary walked into the practice room Jace was standing in the same spot with a mix of emotions on his face. Clary could see anger (mostly directed at himself), shock, worry, fear, excitement, pain, and confusion without much analyzing of his features. She sat down nearby on a mat and waited for him to register that she was in the room. After about five minutes he moved to join her with a look of fear and love mixed on his face.

"Are you ready to talk?" Clary asked him shyly.

"I think so." He said. "So, we're gonna be parents?"