A/N: Woo! Chapter ten! I'm doing good! Lol so I've got some ideas now due to much thinking time so I know I've got at least a few more chapters on this story.

DISCLAIMER: I Don't Own Mortal Instruments nor Clary's Awesome Ringtone

CPOV

"WAHHHHH!!!" The ear-shattering crying woke me from my sleep. "Clary…baby…" Jace murmured. Obviously it was my turn. I moaned and slipped out of bed, snatching a robe up.

It was Angela, Max was sound asleep, cooing in his sleep. I picked up Angela and gentle began rocking her. "Shh…" I murmured tiredly and went to the mini-fridge with baby bottles. She swatted at the bottle when I lowered it. "Quit hitting it." I said. She stopped and looked at me, her large golden eyes staring at me.

"See milk yummy. Mhm, nom nom nom." I cooed at her. She smiled, her pink gums showing. "Angela…" I said softly. "Mommy loves you." I pulled her a bit tighter to me and removed her empty bottle. She took after her father in being able to drink and drink fast.

Her eyes began slowly fluttering closed and soon she was sleeping. I gently laid her in her crib, brushing back the tuffs of blonde hair.

"And everyone was kung fu fighting…"

Crap! I ran into the room and snatched up my phone before one of the babies woke up…or Jace…Jace and loud ringtones equals exploding phones.

"Hello?" I hissed into the phone. "Don't sound cheerful to hear my voice of nothing. It's ok, I get it." A familiar voice said on the other end, dripping sarcasm.

"Simon!" I cried, slipping out into the hallway. "Ah, that's more like it." I could hear the smile in his voice. "You do know it's like four am right?" I said pulling my robe tighter. "So?" I rolled my eyes.

"And you can survive sunlight so staying up until it plays peekaboo isn't required?" He laughed, the sound of cars echoing behind him. "Yes dear Clary I do." I sighed heavily and leaned up against the wall.

"Do I ever get to see the babies or what? I haven't seen you in forever. Since you got all whale-like and all." He said slowly. I bit my lip, it was true, I haven't seen him in a long time and he couldn't come into the church.

"I'm about four blocks from the Institute, want me to come over?" He asked. I glanced at the robe. "Uhhhh….How about when I can think clearly?" I said and he laughed. "Meet me at Taki's tomorrow then." And then he hung up.

Before I could get back to my door the phone rung again. "Damn loud kung fu song!" I flipped open the phone. "Oh, and happy twenty first birthday Clary." And Simon hung up again.

"And he thinks Jace is rude." I rolled my eyes and walked back into the room. Jace wasn't in the bed but the baby's light was on. "Clary!" He called excitedly as I crept into the room. "Max can do push ups!" He cried.

I peeked over the crib to see Max lifting himself with his hands. It was like a mini-push up. Jace was beaming. "That's normal for babies his age." I said picking the struggling baby up. Jace frowned.

"Oh way to pop a bubble Clary." I giggled and poked his "bubble". "AH!" Jace mock shouted and began swatting his hands.

"Damn it! You bubble popper!" He said angrily. Max was watching Jace with a smile and big green eyes, giggling. "Daddy's funny." I said, running a finger down his cheek. Jace melted at the words.

"Mommy's mean." He said, gently jostling me. I glared. "Gramma's annoyed." My mom said sleepily from the door. I giggled and looked behind me shoulder to see her in a pink old robe and bunny slippers.

"Did we wake you?" I asked quietly. "Now your quiet. Yes you did." She said coming closer. "Sorry Mom." I said handing Max to Jace who waited with a bottle. Jace took Max gently and went to sit in the rocking chair.

"I have a surprise." I said slowly. Her eyes widened. "Oh Clary, those words are scary. You said that when you were pregnant…and brought home a lost puppy…and split coffee on my new canvas so it made it a desert…" She said tiredly.

"It's a good surprise." I said again. She groaned. "Even worse." I rolled my eyes and showed her my hand. "He asked!" I squealed, slightly bouncing. Mom hugged me tightly, squealing too. Jace snickered.

"It amazes me how girls can obtain that much oxygen in their lungs." He murmured to Max who gurgled back. "You better not squeal like that." Jace warned and as if Max knew, he squealed too.

"Oh, honey! That's wonderful!" My mom said. "AH, too much excitement for a tired, old woman. I must go back to bed…" She said, squeezing me tighter and kissed my cheek.

"Night!" I called as she disappered down the hall. "My son squeals. I blame you." Jace said, setting the bottle down. I rolled my eyes. "My daughter doesn't. Two can tango." I winked and took Max. "EH!" Jace whined, reaching out for the baby.

"No! I'm tired!" I said. "Then give him back! You don't need two to tango to sleep!" He said grabbing Max. I sighed heavily and kissed his cheek. "Goodnight." I mumbled.

He wasn't satisfied with a cheek kiss so he kissed me full on. "Happy birthday love." Jace said tenderly as I walked away.

I settled down in the cold sheets and sighed happily. Just as I wavered between the fine line of dreamland and reality I could hear Jace's soft, melodic voice singing to Max in the next room, a soft song in French.

A/N: Ok, how many of you know the song?! Haha I couldn't help myself. Some people said I didn't have enough baby action (which I didn't) so I added a ton! Plus Jocelyn's reaction! (Which would have been my mom's during that situation ) Next chapter I finally give Simon some love! Yay! Haha Leave love!