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Author's note: So the bold isn't working by I'll try to put what's not part of the story in () or *, thanks for reading. Also, this chapter is mainly going to be in Magnus and Alec's, Simon and Isabelle's perspective. Maybe Jace and Clary. Jut feel like ya'll should know what they think about Blaise.)

*Alec's POV*

I don't trust him. I don't and I'm not sure I ever will. I don't want to spend anymore time than necessary with him and I sure as hell don't want Jeremy around him. Just the thought makes my blood boil.

"Magnus!" I yell. Magnus rounds the corner to our bedroom looking amused.

"Yes dear?" He asks, smirking.

"Where's Jeremy?" I ask, having the sneaking suspicion that he's at the institute.

"He's at Pandemonium with some friends," Magnus says. Oh really?

"For the third night in a row? Where is he really?" I ask, getting a little angrier.

"Boys just want to have fun," Magnus half-sings. I feel the corners of my mouth turn up without my permission and I scowl instead.

"Magnus, I'm being serious," I say folding my arms across my chest. Magnus walks over and puts his hands on my waist.

"So am I, dear. You worry to much. Jeremy is fine, he's just wants to have a good time. He's a teenager, let him do teenager stuff," he says smiling a real smile now. I lean against him, laying my head on his chest.

"I know I worry to much, it's what I do. I'm sorry I blew up, Mags," I say. He runs a hand up and down my back.

"It's okay, Alec," he says. I lift my head up and place a soft kiss on his lips. He smiles against my lips and pulls me closer.

"So, Jeremy probably won't be home for a little while..." he says. I'm already pulling him to the bed.

*Magnus's POV*

I didn't entirely lie to him. Jeremy was at Pandemonium...just not with friends. I mean, I'm not sure if he considers Blaise a friend or not.

Anyway, I don't see the harm of them getting to know each other. Nothing too bad can come of it. I can tell that Blaise isn't like his father, I'm just waiting for Jace and Alec to catch up to the rest of us.

It might be a while, they're both stubborn as hell.

*Simon's POV*

"Isabelle, please sit down somewhere, do you not understand what bed rest means?" I ask impatiently. Izzy insisted on walking herself to the kitchen instead of letting me cook something for her. The girl can't even cook!

"Simon, I'm fine. You worry to much," She says, smiling and rubbing her swollen belly.

I still find it amazing the our daughter is growing in there. Has been growing for the last eight months. It won't be too long now, which is why Izzy needs to sit her ass down somewhere.

"Izzy, please, let me cook something for you," I plead. Izzy huffs but drops to skillet she was holding and sits down.

"Thank you," I say picking it up and grabbing stuff out the fridge to make her a grilled cheese.

"What do you think of Blaise?" She asks, out of the blue.

I look down at the butter melting in the skillet for a minute before answering.

"I don't really know. I mean, I trust him. If you and Clary trust him them I do, you guys have never been wrong about a person before. But Jace acts like he's out to get us all. I definitely don't get that vibe from him...But I don't really know what to make of him," I say.

"Do you think he's a good person?" She asks, rubbing her belly.

"Yes. I don't think he's a bad person, but I don't really know him. He seems sweet, just a little distant. I think he just wants a family, somebody to love him. He couldn't have had much of that where he grew up," I say, remembering what Clary said about him being raised by the fey.

"He reminds me of Max," She says quietly. "He just seems so...innocent. Like he's too young to be going through all this, even though I know he's as old as we were when we fought Sebastian. I just wish there was something I could say to him..." She trails off, her eyes glazing over.

I slid the food onto a plate and sit it in front of her on the island. I put my arms around her and she hugs my waist. I pat her silky black hair as her fingers trace lines up and down my back through my T-Shirt.

"Me too," I say.

*Isabelle's POV*

I sit in bed later, listening to Simon's gentle breathing. I can't seem to get comfortable enough to go to sleep.

I guess it's that stage of the pregnancy, where everything either hurts or is extremely uncomfortable.

I roll over again, this time on my side and think of me and Simon's conversation earlier.

I really do wish there was something I could say to him, to make this all a little better. But I know there's not. Nothing is going to make what he went through better. Not words or comfort. Not anything from anybody else, though it will be good for us to be there. He'll still have to work through it on his own. That's just the way these things work.

You can say you're not in pain as much as you want, and you can believe it too. But it's not always true, and one day it'll catch up to you.

*Clary's POV*

"Jace! I heard what you said to him! How dare you!" I yell. I put a silencing rune on our bedroom door so that no one would here us arguing. I didn't need the kids getting worried or anything.

"He doesn't belong here!" He yells back. "We should just hand him over, why can't you see that? He's dangerous!"

"Dammit Jace! Can't you just accept the fact that we are the only family that boy has left? Can't you just, for one minute, look at the world through his eyes? How do you think he feels? Huh? Cuz' he probably feels like shit, Jace!" I scream. My face is hot with anger and my vision is going red along the sides. Never have I been this mad at him. It seems almost impossible that Jace would do something like that. Threaten a kid.

"No, I can't Clary. I want him out!" He says.

"NO!" I say. "Either you pull it together and start treating him better or you leave," I say, strangely calm.

Jace's eyes widen and I look at blankly. "You can't be serious," He says, exasperated.

"Oh, but I am. Deadly serious," I say, narrowing my eyes at him. "Wanna try me?"Jace nods his head and sinks the bed, putting his face in his hands. "I really messed up didn't I? The kid probably thinks I hate him. It's not him I have a problem with. I have a problem with who his father is...I guess I let that overshadow him as a person..." He says.

I sit next to him and take one of his hands in mine. "It's okay Jace. Just go apologize and explain it to him, and while your at it, get Alec to stop hating him too," I say, smiling a little at the end. Alec didn't trust anyone easily, none of us did. He was just a little harder to break.

Jace nods his head again before pecking me on the lips and heading out the door. Well, trying to head out the door. It was still locked so he did one of those "pull on the door as hard as I can" things until he realized he just had to cancel out the rune.

He laughs sheepishly before making his way to Blaise's room.

*Jace's POV*

I knock once on Blaise's door before opening it. Big mistake.

I walk in on him and Jeremy. Kissing, with tongue. And Jeremy's shirt is off.

"Oh my god! My eyes!" I yell, covering them quickly and wishing I'm dreaming or something.

"Please don't tell my dad!" I hear Jeremy say.

"I won't say anything to anyone if you put you clothes back on and never do that again!" I say, exaggerating a bit on the never do It again. It's painfully obvious that this wasn't the first, or the last, time this had happened between them two.

How the fuck has nobody notice?

"My clothes are on now," I hear Jeremy say. I uncover my eyes and see them sitting on the end of the bed, holding hands. Blaise is looking at me like I killed his favorite unicorn or something and Jeremy just looks amused.

"Jeremy, can I talk to Blaise, alone?" I ask.

He nods his head and turns to Blaise. Blaise turns his head to look at him and his whole expression changes. He looks at Jeremy like he's the only thing worth looking at in the whole world. His eyes are so full of love, love that he hasn't realized is there yet.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Okay?" Jeremy says quietly.

"Okay," Blaise says. Jeremy leans over and places a gentle kiss on his lips and I have to fight back the urge to tear them apart and wash my eyes with holy water.

Jeremy walks past me and looks at me eyes that say you better not tell anyone.

"I won't Jeremy. Your secrets safe with me," I say.

He nods and walks out the door, shutting it behind him.

"Come to yell at me some more?" Blaise says, his expression back to the one from earlier.

"Actually, I came to apologize for earlier. I want you to feel welcome here, but I have a tendency to judge people to harshly. I never should have threatened you and I shouldn't have judged you by who your father is. I'm sorry," I say.

Blaise's is one of genuine surprise before he covers it up. He does that a lot, he won't let his feelings show. I think Jeremy is the only one who really knows him. They spent a lot of time together before I even knew about their...extracurricular activities.

"I was way to quick to tell you that you don't belong here. I don't even really know you, I just worry to much. I don't want my family to be in danger," I say, "but that's still no excuse for the way I acted. I'm sorry, and I promise I'll be better about my temper with you." I start to walk out, thinking that Blaise won't want to say anything to me. I wouldn't want to say anything to me if the rolls were reversed.

"Jace?" He says.

I look at him. His eyes are red and he's fighting something back.

"Thank you," He says, and he smiles. A real smile, not one of his smart ass smirks.

I nod before leaving, shutting the door behind me. And I feel so much better. I hadn't noticed how much him being here bothered me and weighed me down until now. It feels so much better not to worry about it anymore. I know that Blaise is a good person, I think I always knew that. I just wouldn't let myself believe it because of who his father was.

I walk down the hall, back to our bedroom and open the door to find Clary already asleep on the bed. Alice has crawled into bed with her and I know Jason won't be far behind. They still do this sometimes, when they feel they need to be close to us. I smile and remember when they were little. They made up their own language and wouldn't let me and Clary know what they were talking about. It was nerve wracking.

I crawl into bed behind Clary and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her against me.

I'll work on Alec tomorrow. He's going to be more difficult and need my rest and my sanity back before I face him...and Jeremy. I shudder again at the memory of Blaise and Jeremy kissing before I feel my body relax into the bed. I fall asleep quickly, barely noticing it when Jason crawls into bed next to Alice. I listen to my family's gentle breathing and I allow it to lull me into unconsciousness.

And Yay! The bold works again, but I was to lazy to fix the author's note. Comment and Vote! Hope you enjoyed the different point of views, thought we needed to see it from everyone's perspective. Thanks for reading! 3 :D3