Hello again lovelies :) so this may not be my longest chapter, but for whatever reason it took me 3 days to write, and my I have exams all next week so it's a wonder that I did write it to begin with :P regardless, I really hope you'll enjoy it. And I realized that I often make a fool of myself with these introductions, so therefore I'm going to stop talking now *coughs*
As you know, I do not own "The infernal devices"; I'd not have put poor Will through so much pain if I did *sighs*
Enjoy :)
"Elizabith" Started Tessa.
"Jane" countered Jem.
"Mary," suggested Cecily "Oh, or Abigail"
"Boring," said Magnus "Susanna is better"
"I'm her aunt!" screamed Cecily "I have priority in choosing the infant's name"
"True," answered Magnus with a shrug "but you tend to have a terrible taste in names, and we don't want the poor child to be stuck with a poorly chosen name for the rest of her life"
"I do NOT have a bad taste –"started Cecily but she was cut off by an amused laugh.
"You know it may be a boy, right?" asked Will with traces of laughter lingering in his voice "Besides, I believe that Tessa and I get the final say in the matter."
"But I'm her godfather" said Jem "so of course we'll get to help in naming her."
"I AM her godfather!" exclaimed Magnus. And another argument broke through as Jem and Magnus started listing reasons as to why each one was more fitting for the job.
Will was listening with a strained expression on his face; Jem was his Parabatai and blood brother. Yet, Magnus was one of his dearest friends and Will owed him much more than he ever owed anyone.
Tessa shot Will a pitying smile, as both guys turned to him and demanded knowing who the godfather was going to be.
Shadowhunters didn't usually have godfathers because their beliefs were in Raziel; marking them as believers with no certain religion. However, Tessa fancied herself a Christian and asked that her child has both a godfather and a godmother.
She had seen way too much death to leave her child alone in this world if something happened to her husband and her.
The argument continued as Cecily joined in, siding with Jem –her fiancé- and Magnus accusing her of being biased in her opinions.
The entire scene brought Tessa back to a similar situation that took place two years ago.
"Are you sure that thing is safe to use?" questioned Charlotte.
"Sure it is, darling" assured Henry, with a slightly offended tone.
"Now, why do I find that hard to believe?" murmured Will to Tessa, who was sitting by his side and had to stifle down a laugh.
"It looks like it might blow up," Cecily said, eyeing the device suspiciously"any second now"
"It will not blow up!" shouted Henry "It's perfectly safe"
"You said that about the last three devices; they all blew up" said Cecily raising her eyebrow
"I think this one might work" Jem, ever the peace keeper, added. But Henry wouldn't hear of it, and he started arguing with Cecily.
"Come with me," whispered Will to Tessa. She started and turned to ask why but the look in his eyes silenced her. It was a secretive look, full of excitement and joy, but what stopped her weren't those; it was the nervousness and doubt she saw there.
Will was never nervous.
She nodded her head without uttering a word and rose to leave the room with him. Just as they slipped out, she caught sight of Cecily giving them a knowing grin.
"Where are we going?" asked Tessa
"You'll see," answered Will "we're almost there"
Tessa then swallowed whatever questions she wanted to ask and started taking note of where they were heading...the roof.
That place had held bad memories for Tessa ever since that day when Will tried pushing her away –and succeeded. It still held traces of pain and hurt in Tessa's heart.
Although she now knew why Will has done what he did, she still felt dread wash over her once she knew that's where they were headed.
Tessa steeled herself for the cold night air when she stepped outside the door and into the roof. She prepared her eyes for the darkness broken only by the gleaming face of the moon. However what she didn't prepare herself for was candles…. lots of candles.
Some candles, over a dozen, were arranged to make a path toward the middle of the roof. Some others were arranged on the edges of the roof, making the whole place transform into something out of fairy tale.
"William –"whispered Tessa, not knowing how to finish her sentence.
Will simply took her hand in his and guided her forward. As they progressed to the middle of the roof, she saw that the floor was covered with a blanket, and the blanket itself had a bottle of whine and two glasses on it, by which there was a book.
Tessa was overwhelmed by the scene. She felt giddy and confused; giddy because no one has ever gone to such lengths to please her, and confused because it looked like more than just a romantic gesture.
She wouldn't let herself hope though.
"William," she tried again "What's all this?"
"Do you like it?" asked Will hopefully "the candles were Cecily's idea. The place and was mine"
"I love it" smiled Tessa "But..why?"
There was the question she wanted to ask. Will and Tessa have been together for a while now, but up till then they were nothing but lovers, nothing formal anyhow.
She wouldn't let herself hope.
"I know you still hate this place," said Will guiltily "I know how much I've hurt you that day, and I thought what better place to do this? I wanted –I needed to replace the bad memories with good ones for you. This place, the institute, is going to be our home and I don't want any part of it to carry something of sadness for you" Will then stopped talking, seeming to remember that he needed to yet take a breath.
"Wh..what are you saying?" asked Tessa. She still won't hope; it'd be too painful if it turned out to be something else.
Will looked at Tessa, smiled, then –god help her- he knelt on one knee.
William Herondale was kneeling before her, Tessa Gray.
"I know that I've hurt you countless times. I know that you've been through hell because of me" started Will "by no stretch of the imagination do I see myself worthy of you. But you have owned me body and soul for so long. The girl behind the scrawled letters. I loved you from the moment I read them. I love you still. And I plan on loving you for however long I shall live" Will's eyes looked misty, Tessa's were already spilling "Tessa Gray, will you make me the happiest man alive, will you be my wife?"
Tessa thought her heart will expand and expand till it was no more. She felt the wings of a thousand butterflies being released in her stomach.
With tears spilling down her cheeks, a laugh bubbling in her chest, Tessa manages to get out the word "Yes" before her eyes blur again.
She hadn't thought she'd cry at this occasion, but the relief of hearing that she's going to be Will's from now on, after everything they've been through, was simply overwhelming.
Will rose from the ground, grinning from ear to ear, and crushed Tessa to him.
The rest of the night was a blur to her as they sat drinking whine and reading each other parts of the book he brought, A tale of two cities.
"The godfather thing can be decided later," an exasperated Cecily said, bringing Tessa back to the room and the on-going argument "but we should come up with a name already! And what if it was a boy?"
"Already?" asked Will "Cecily darling, the child isn't coming for a few more months"
"Still" shrugged Cecily.
"Joseph" Started Magnus.
"Edward" suggested James
"Charles" added Cecily.
And they went at it again, only with boys' names instead of girls' this time. Tessa shook her head and smiled.
Will smiled back at her across the room then stood up and came to her side.
"Impressive isn't it," he started "how one tiny creature, who hasn't been brought into the world yet, can make such a big fuss"
"Herondale boys" said Tessa "trouble makers since before infancy "
"You think it'll be a boy?" smiled Will.
"Perhaps," Tessa put a hand to her belly "but I honestly don't care, as long as he, or she, is ours"
Will then smiled at his wife adoringly.
"Ella" he whispered to her
"What?"
"If it's a girl," he smiled again "that's what I want to call her. Ella"
Ella. Will's older sister. Tessa smiled back at him and clasped his hand with hers.
"Ella," she tasted the name in her mouth, imagined calling her daughter with it, "it's perfect"
Cute, isn't it? :3 ...um yes, I'm actually asking *hint, hint: Review*
Seriously tho, hope that you liked the chapter :)) and I'm still trying not to talk too much, which is proving hard to do...
anywaaaaaaay, review? please? :$
