Two updates in one day? WHAT?! Hello it's me again and look what I just finished Chapter 10 of Life Unexpected and this is what you've finally been waiting for... Clace for real.

Disclaimer: I am not Cassandra Clare, therefore, I do not own the Mortal Instruments nor do I own the characters within the confines of the story.

-IL

The Penhallow's Parenting Center was big blue house lined with white borders and window ledges. The door was split into two parts. The bottom half was still guarding the front but a handle had to be turned to open it. The top half however was wide open and was made of glass with Penhallow's Parenting Center in navy blue lettering

"Well, we have new guests," said an Asian woman in a powder blue power suit. She came smiling towards us.

"Welcome to Penhallow's Parenting Center," she said, gesturing the house and the various pregnant women and their significant others, "come follow me. By the way, I'm Jia Penhallow, the founder of this place."

We followed her looking around. There was a yoga class in the next room full of pregnant women, in the next room were men seated in a circle, holding flashcards with ultrasounds on them. And then there were couples in the next room reading to their wives swollen bellies. The last door was the woman's office. As she told us about this place, the more we started to hate it. I could tell from Jace's reaction that he wasn't going to be doing yoga or learning flashcards with the other dad's.

"Now, how long have you to been married," she asked, folding her hands in front of her.

"Oh we're not married," we both stammered out and her faith took on the most peculiar of faces.

"oh really," she said, suddenly a cat like smile graced her features. Then suddenly my bladder decided to kick in and I had to go to the bathroom. I wandered down the hallway back where I found the bathroom. After I was firmly seated on the toilet, the bathroom door was slammed open and I could hear moans coming from a women. Suddenly, the urge I had to pee was lost when I remember the peculiar face the Jia made when she heard we weren't married. I pulled my pants up as fast as I could and I slammed out of the bathroom. I began to panic. I washed my hands before kicking down the door. In the stall was an petite girl with dark brown hair and under her was a black guy, who seemed to be having just as much fun as the girl was. I screamed. Then the guy dropped her on the floor and they both looked at me startled.

"Sorry," I squeaked before sprinting out of the bathroom. I was running down the hallway until I bumped into something and flew back. I sat up and came face to face with Jace who looked like he had seen a ghost. I probably looked the same. My face was hot and my eyes were still wide. Then, without a word, he pulled me up and we left the Penhallow's Parenting Center.

"Jace, what happened," I asked, still holding his hand.

"Jia Penhallow happened. When you went to the bathroom, she attacked me. She's twice my age, Clary. I swear, we are never going there again. Now what happened to you," he said, a little breathlessly. After I recounted what I had just seen, we both concluded that we were never going back there again.

"Okay so what now," he asked. I didn't know how to respond after what I had just heard.

"Clary," he asked and my head snapped up to where he was looking down at me.

"Yeah," I asked, suddenly feeling myself move closer.

"What, um, do you want to do," he asked, his breathing hitching a little. His were burning holes into me and I couldn't breathe.

"I don't know, we could, um, go see a movie," it came out more like a question.

"Yeah, movies are good," he said, leaning down closer to me. I could feel his breath on my neck, " or we could go back to my place, where I can make you some really good coffee." He placed a kiss on my neck.

"Yeah, coffee is good," I said, and we got in the car.

-LINE BREAKS ARE GREAT THINGS-

I woke up the next morning to my cell phone vibrating on the oak table next to me and Jace's arm wrapped around my naked torso. I reached out to grab it but I was pulled back by Jace.

"Nope, you're not moving," he said, his voice thick with sleep. I rolled my eyes at him, and looked at him. Thick black lines swirled around his chest, and his golden eyes looked down at me steadily.

"Jace, it could be important," I said and he reluctantly let go. It was Isabelle.

"Isabelle, what's wrong," I asked.

"I'm moved into the apartment and the other room is empty, when are you coming in," she whined into the phone.

"I can do it today. I have nothing planned today," I said and Jace gave me a pouty look. Isabelle and I agreed to meet up at my house so we could pack up my stuff.

"Clary, how could you tell Isabelle that? We were gonna spend the whole day in bed," he came over and murmured it into my skin. I could feel goose bumps coming up.

"Jace, I'm moving into my apartment today," I said, giving him a look.

"At least let me bring you home," he said and I nodded, smiling at him, " I also made some coffee. I don't know what you like so I just made what I like."

I took the cup gratefully and took a sip. It was delicious.

"Jace, what does this mean," I asked, quietly, still gripping my coffee.

"What does what mean," he asked, looking over at me as he pulled up his pants.

"Last night," I asked a little breathlessly as I thought about it.

"I don't know. But I do know that I want you," he said, strutting over to me. He cupped my face in his hands.

"Okay," I asked, raising an eyebrow. I back out of his grasp and drank some more of the coffee, while pulling on my jeans.

"Well, I mean, we're already having a baby together. Why not be together," he asked. I spit out my coffee and started violently coughing.

"Are you alright," he asked, his face clouding with concern.

"Yeah it's fine, I'm fine. It went down the wrong way," I said, and his face pulled into a smirk

"Well, what do you think," he asked, casually. This is coming from the boy who two months ago wanted nothing to do with the baby. I decided to have a little more fun with this.

"About what, Jace," I asked innocently, shooting him a smirk. He smiled down at me.

"Clary, do you want to be my girlfriend," he asked. I could feel both our hearts beating really really fast. I looked up into his golden eyes.

"Well, Jace, I thought you'd never ask," I said, and I pulled him down onto the bed.

So Clace is a thing now. And I promise you'll get more of Sizzy, Malec action next chapter, I swear it on Angel Raziel. Don't forget to review, follow, and or favorite the story! Hugs and Kisses!

-IL