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Clary had never imagined the day when she would've cried so much. Over the months, Clary had begun to become stronger, physically and mentally. She had taught herself to become a stronger individual and to become the shadowhunter that would make everyone proud; the shadowhunter that would make Jace proud, but when the word, "Sebastian," slipped out of Clary's mouth, she felt as if a dark shadow passed over her; clawing its way into the pit of her stomach.

Afterwards, an ache spread throughout her body; twisting a turning until hot tears poured from her eyes and landed onto the soft fabric of the bed sheets that surrounded her. Jace had immediately gone to Clary's side, and held her in an embrace as she cried, but even with his safe arms around her, Clary couldn't find relaxation. It felt like five, ten, twenty minutes before Clary's tears and sobs turned into a soft whining and the sound of footsteps entered the infirmary. Clary opened her eyes to see Magnus Bane standing in the doorway. Magnus had a pained look on his face; his mouth formed a straight line, and his eyebrows were furrowed upward with concern. Magnus's hair was untamed, and his was dressed simply in a dark sweater with black jeans. He must have rushed over here, Clary thought as she wiped away her tears that were streaming down her cheeks. Jace relaxed his arms around Clary as Magnus made his way to the opposite side of Clary's bed away from Jace. Magnus pulled a chair up to the side of Clary's bed, and seemed to have silently urge Clary to let him examine the strange rune that was just above her waist.

Clary pulled her nightgown up to reveal the rune, and Magnus seemed to have sucked in a breath as the rune was exposed. Magnus's cat-like eyes seemed to have widened at the sight of the rune, and he lightly traced the rune. Magnus swallowed.

"What is it?" Jace asked. Magnus raised his head.

"Huh, um.." Magnus glanced back at the rune.

"I-I don't exactly know," Magnus explained. Before Clary could look down with disappointment, Magnus opened his mouth to speak again.

"I've seen things like this before though. Symbols and marks with demonic meanings and abilities,"

"Wait, so this rune is demonic?" Jace asked as his grip on Clary's hand lightly became tighter.

Magnus sighed. "I believe so."

Clary flinched, and felt her spine run cold. Clary suddenly went numb, and couldn't even blink. Demonic, demonic, demonic. Demonic.

Sebastian.

"H-he did this to me," Clary mumbled softly. Magnus looked taken-back, and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Who's 'He'?" Magnus asked. Jace stared at the ground then, and seemed distant. Magnus watched as Clary's eyes clouded with tears, and she didn't even attempt to wipe the tears away as they came down in streams down her cheeks.

"Sebastian." Clary cried.

"Clary, Sebastian is dead. D-E-A-D, dead." Magnus explained. Clary shook her head in disagreement, and then stared at Magnus with her glowing green eyes. Her expression showed true terror and fear.

"It was HIM! I saw him! And he, he," Clary then began sobbing uncontrollably.

Jace then cradled Clary, and kissed her forehead gently as he whispered calming words into her ears. Magnus was truly unsure of what to do, and clenched his jaw as he watched Clary sob into Jace's arms.

"HE'S GOING TO KILL ME! HE'S GOING TO KILL, he's going to, he will," Clary then began sobbing again as her screams echoed throughout the infirmary. Then, the running footsteps came rushing into the infirmary as Isabelle, Alec, and Maryse all worriedly ran towards Clary.

"What's going-" Isabelle began, but was interrupted by Clary.

"HE'S GOING TO KILL ME! HE SAID SO!" Isabelle, Alec, and Maryse stood there shocked, at the sobbing Clary and startled looking Magnus, and worried Jace, who was comforting Clary.

Isabelle was the first one to move, and she placed a reassuring hand on Clary's shoulder, and asked Jace, "Who is she talking about, Jace?" Jace stilled and had a pained look on his face. "I'm not completely sure,"

"Jace." Isabelle said sternly. Jace sighed, and answered with, "Sebastian." At the sound of his name, Alec, Isabelle, and Maryse froze with fear and hatred. "Jace, we killed him two months,"

Clary suddenly flashed her eyes open.

"He's not dead," Clary whispered just loud enough for Isabelle to hear. "He's alive. He's alive, and he's coming after me." Clary cried.

Clary then turned her head back into Jace's chest and cried. Isabelle looked at Magnus for help, and Magnus simply pointed at the rune that was exposed on Clary's waist. Isabelle gasped.

"What the hell is that?" Isabelle asked. Alec and Maryse then moved closer to examine the rune on Clary.

"I don't know yet." Magnus answered.

"How do we know it's not doing anything?" Alec asked. Magnus looked up and sighed.

"I don't know. At this point, it could be doing anything," Clary's eyes then shot open and she looked up at Jace with terrified eyes. It could be doing anything, Clary thought. It could be hurting our baby. Jace seemed to read Clary's expression, and suddenly felt his stomach twist and turn, and he pulled Clary into an embrace, before she could see how terrified he was as well. That son of a bitch would hurt their baby just for kicks, Jace thought with a pit of rage coursing through him.

"Magnus," Jace nearly growled.

Magnus looked at Jace stunned.

"You need to find out what this thing does, soon."

Magnus completely understood. "I know, but I would have to take some ti-"

"No, Magnus. You don't understand, this thing could not only be hurting Clary, but it could be doing anything to," Jace caught himself. Was he ready to tell them about the baby? All of them? Isabelle knew, but Alec, Magnus, and Maryse didn't. Jace swallowed and hugged Clary tighter. Clary at this point didn't care if they found out, she just wanted her baby to be okay.

"Jace? To what?" Magnus asked. Jace looked down at Clary then, and nearly mentally asked her if it was okay to tell them. Clary nodded her head through her tears. Jace inhaled deeply.

"To our baby."

The whole room went still.