Back again, only short and a bit different from some other chapters so would really love some feedback. I'm not the most confident person and nobody knows i write any of this so honestly have no idea if people like it or if its not good at all so please review or PM me. as soon as i get a response i will upload the next chapter ASAP. Thanks Guys xxx

"CLARY!" Jace shouted as he shook his wife's still body. Clary began to regain her consciousness but her head pounded with pain. She opened her eyes but her vision was blurred, she could just see Jace's outline. "Clary come on please." He begged pulling clary up into his arms. Clary wrapped her arms around his neck and clung on to him, her whole body shook. "Clary it's alright" Jace whispered "I'm sorry I should have followed you when you ran upstairs. I'm so sorry god knows how long you've been out. You've been up here 2 hours". His words stabbed her in her heart Jace hadn't come after her normally she would be fuming with him but right now her head was too jumbled to concentrated.

Jace lifted Clary up into his arms and carried her into their bedroom. "Where's George?" she mumbled. "He's downstairs asleep on the sofa I'm going to put his new bed in the nursery and put him to sleep in there he will be safe. The bed will protect him." His voice was soft and calm, as if he had planned to say those exact words a thousand times. Clary found comfort in it. Jace flipped back the covers and gently placed clary in bed. He carefully pulled off her jeans knowing she liked to sleep in just a shirt and tucked her under the covers. Within seconds Clary was fast asleep.

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Jace walked down the stairs and found his son exactly where he had left him. Snoring his little head off on the sofa. Jace shut the curtains and checked all the locks on the doors and windows. It was only 7pm but it had been a long day and all Jace wanted was to curl up next to his wife and hold her close. But he knew life was never just that simple.

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Clary rolled over in bed and her eyes fluttered open. Jace was lying next to her, wide awake. He looked down at his wife. She was so beautiful, her lips where the perfect shade of pink. Her eyes sparkled, her red hair framed the outline of her face beautifully. "Jace?" she whispered as a single tear slipped down her cheek. He didn't speak, she was still too frightened to tell him what happened. She couldn't understand it herself let alone explain it out loud.

Jace bent down and kissed her softly. Clary let her eyes fall shut, she reached up her left arm and let her finger tips glide down Jace's face. Her lips pressed firmly against his and she arched her chest up towards his. Jace pulled his lips away from hers but she quickly pulled them back down again. But this time she parted them slightly. Her tung lightly brushed against his lips begging for him to meet it with his own.

Clary felt Jace hesitate so pulled back. "What is it she asked?" Jace stared into her eyes for a moment. "What happened earlier? You haven't said anything." His voice was filled with concern. Clary shook her head "Can we leave it until the morning please?" Jace nodded. Clary crossed her arms across her stomach and pulled her shirt over her head. Leaving her in just her underwear. Jace's eyes winded as he took in Clarys appearance. After having George, she had more a less returned to this size she was before she got pregnant. But her stomach was lined with stretch marks. Clary placed her hands on top of them in an attempt to hide them from Jace. He sat up and lifted her arms up pulling her on to his lap. "Clary you don't have to hide them. They just make you even more beautiful." His words made Clarys heart melt she pressed her chest up against his and let her lips hover millimetres away from his. Jace tilted his head slightly. Clary thought he was going to kiss her lips, she shut her eyes and waited but too her surprise he didn't. Instead his nuzzled his head in to the crook of her neck and kissed her. She let out a small gasp and let her fingers tangle in his messy hair. Jace kissed down her neck and across her left shoulder until he reached her bra straps, he hooked his finger around the back of them and slid them off her shoulders. He sucked gently on the soft skin at the bottom of her neck leaving a red mark.

Clary slid her hands down onto his chest, feeling the strength in his muscles and the shape of his battle scars. As he let his hands fall around her back to unhook her bra clasp clary grinded her hips casing his body to shudder. Jace's kisses moved back up her neck as he tossed the bra onto the floor. As his lips returned to hers they clashed together filled with need and desire. Jace pulled her body firmly against his and pushed clary backwards pressing her against the bed. She wrapped her legs around his back and felt him hard against her. There body's moved against each other, clary slipped her hands down Jace's sides until she reached the elastic band at the top of his underwear. She curled her fingers around the band and slowly began to pull them down. Jace's tong licked along the edges of her lips until she met it with her own. As his boxes where pushed down his knees revealing everything. Jace gasped against her lips. Clary smiled and let out a giggle, "You're so predictable" she laughed remembering how every time they were close like this everything she did made him gasp or his let his body shudder.

Jace pulled slightly away from her. Just enough to see into her eyes, "Predictable am I?" he asked his face was filled with mischief. A face Clary had seen far too many times which probably meant he was up to no good. Within a split second Jace began tickling her, she laughed loud and slapped her hand over her mouth careful not to wake George. Jace kissed any and every inch of her skin which he could reached he crawled down her body pinning her arms down against the bed so she couldn't fight against him. He kissed her right down to the tips of her toes. Clary hated her feet being tickled and Jace knew it. She laughed ridiculously loud and tried to pull away but wouldn't let her. He kissed back up her legs until he reached the lace lining of her underwear. Clarys body tensed as he trailed kisses around her knickers. Her heart was thumping her loud in her chest, she desperately wanted him to touch her. He was completely naked and it was only a matter of seconds till she was too.

Jace carefully bit the hem of her knickers in his teeth and slowly pulled them down her legs. Clary was still giggling slightly but her body longed for Jace's. she sat up and grabbed his arm pulling his body onto her as she laid back down. He leaned down and kissed her gently their lips locked together as Clarys eyes fell closed. Her bare feet stroked the back of his carves and his hands slid around the curve of her back. Clary wrapped her legs around his waist pressing her body against him. the only thing between them was air and within seconds all the barriers where gone. There was nothing between them, hand in hand, chest to chest, heart to heart. Their body's moulded together as one.

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Clary wasn't sure how long she had actually been asleep but when she woke she was alone in the room, or so she thought. Clary pulled on some clothes and walked down stairs. She had the strangest feeling that she was being watched but when she looked behind her she saw nothing. "Jace?" she shouted. The house was silent. She stepped into the kitchen and Jace was stood staring out of the window. "Jace where's George?" she asked. There was no response. "Jace?" she called louder thinking he simply hadn't heard her. She placed her hand firmly against his shoulder but he didn't flinch. Clary stepped closer to him and looked at his face. He looked as if he had stopped and stood still to scare her. She playfully punched him in the arm "Jace come on." She laughed but he didn't move not even a millimetre. Clary found herself focusing on his eyes, the easiest way to see if he was messing with her was to see if he blinked. Jace was rubbish at staring competitions and could never last for more than a minute. She waited and watched but he didn't blink. Clary waved her hands in front of his eyes but he still didn't react. Fear began to bubble insider her.

"Clarrisia" a quiet voice whispered. Clary quickly spun around her eyes searched he room but didn't see anything. "Clarrisia Herondale" the voice spoke again. Clary fumbled in the closest draw and pulled out a knife. She shook Jace but he still didn't move. It was as if time had stopped.

"George!" Clary shouted. She dashed into the next room and stood by her son's side. Much like Jace he was also unresponsive. Clary new something was terribly wrong, then she felt a cold chill sweep over her body. As she slowly turned around she saw the person she had heard speaking and quickly realised she was stood looking at Mrs Thornton.

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