Okay, so here is a better chapter and I hope you will all love it. Someone has pointed out spelling, I'm not all that great at it but I'm trying. I hope you enjoy chapter 4.

Disclaimers: I do not: I repeat: I. Do. Not. Own the Mortal Instrument Series.

Chapter 4

Exactly one month after telling Jace

Jace was holding me tight making sure I didn't fall on this grassy field. He had me blindfolded and the blind fold was long and wide covering my eyes fully. I knew we were in Alcinate, somewhere on a meadow or maybe a field. It was warm outside and the heat was blazing in my skin and I felt cool though with Jace's hand on me.

"Where almost there, Clary." He said I felt almost every 5 minutes.

Then he said "Where here!"

I said "Know take this blindfold of me, so I may see why you dragged me from my hour of morning shower time." I sort of giggled but looking at him knowing he was trying to see what I was laughing about.

Jace's hands were wrapping around my neck so he could take the blindfold of my head without pulling my hair. When it fell to the ground I knew exactly where we were, but it was so different. We were at the 'newly constructed' Wayland Manor.

Jace then interrupted my train of thought when he said "Do you like it?"

I simply replied "It's beautiful!" and it was true. It was a stone house, even with a tower. You could even see the horses stable from here and the garden was… nothing words can even describe. It was perfect.

"I love it! Wow, Jace this is amazing! Were really are going to be moving here?" I was losing my balance and Jace was holding me up.

"Would you like to go inside?"

"Yes, I would."

When I walked in everything was even more perfect then when I left. As soon as you walked in you saw a coat hanger and key holder. Then you saw the living room. Where you saw sofas, loveseats, lazy boy chair all made from the same green sway material. Then there were 2 side tables with copper lamp with shade the same color as the sofa and a coffee table with a bouquet of different type of roses. Even some were green.

Then next it just past a wall around the corner was the kitchen in stainless steel. Everything was silver and clean, even the chairs to sit up on the counter. The kitchen led to a dining room with a long mahogany table the color of red maple tree leaves. And there were green plates set in a fashionable order. It was gorgeous. Then from there you walked back into the living room. But know you saw a set of glass stair, a clear that was clean and you could see.

It led us to a whole floor of entertainment. Games, TV, movies, music, records and so much more were surrounding me. The Jace led me up some clearer stair the led to a hall way with rooms.

"This is my favorite part of the house. The rest is okay and it all baby safe. But the rest didn't take your breath away this will." He said.

It was the nursery.

We didn't even know if it was a girl or a boy. The bedroom was sea foam green with a creamy French vanilla ceiling with an angel painted on it. Not just any angel but Ithuriel. It was so beautiful that I was about to cry when Jace pulled me to his shoulder and said "Clary, I love you and that baby of ours. I will do anything if we could to protect it. I want to train it, the way Valentine trained me but for good."

"Jace, I trust you. I know you would never train the baby for anything evil, but remember I want to be just as much as part of this baby's life as you do." I said.

"I love you Clary so much, you don't know how much."

"Oh trust me; I know how much you love me."

"No, Clary, you don't. You could not know how much I possibly love you for you have seen the master bedroom."

The next day…

I woke up screaming… for I dreamt the worst thing a mother could possibly dream of. Jace was already holding me. Saying "…its okay, Clarissa, I'm here. Just tell me what you dreamt of."

"I dreamt of our baby, Jace. He wasn't a baby though, he look like… my father… and he was at our grave… he was saying thank you to us that he gave all his wishes to what grandfather asked him to do. What he couldn't accomplish, what he could. He was him, but he had red hair like mine and he had your eyes. It was our baby, but it was Valentines soul. Our baby was gushing black liquid exactly like a demon and he was laughing." I started to cry again.

Then Jace said "That funny because I dreamt the same thing except the person who was on our grave was our daughter and she had my hair and your eyes but Valentine soul. But, everything will be okay Clarissa. I promise. Were just two young worried parents not knowing what going to come out of everything?"

"Your right Jace, but Ithuriel warning and know this dream. We are dreaming the same thing." I said trying to stop the sobs.

"I know these are not the most assuring words Clary, but whatever happen we are ready. We have been through so much to give up here." I accepted his reassuring word even though he thought it was not while I poured myself fresh orange juice that Jace just squeezed.

"I hope you are right, Jace." I said