I don't remember much from that night. I remember Jace closing his eyes and being taken away in a helicopter, but after that, it's all kind of a blur. They let me ride in the helicopter with him, but I don't remember how Isabelle and Simon got to the hospital.

When we got to the hospital, Jace was immediately taken into surgery and I haven't seen him since. The walls in the hospital were so lifeless and I was getting bored with counting the tiles in the ceiling. I don't remember Jace's parents showing up, but we must have been there a long time for them to have time to get here. Isabelle tried to talk to me and comfort me, but it was no use. I wouldn't be comforted until I saw those golden eyes open again.

"Clary honey," it was Maryse. "You need to eat something. When was the last time you ate?" I shrugged because I didn't have the energy to even form words. "Well we've been here for almost twelve hours and I haven't seen you move from that spot, so come on. We're going to go get some food."

"I can't," I said for the first time in hours. "I can't leave. What if the doctor comes in to tell us something and I'm not here? I have to be here when a doctor has information. I can't leave."

I think she understood. He was my fiancé, but that was her son in there lying on an operating table. She had already lost one son, I can't imagine how hard this must have been for her. A few minutes later, though, Simon and Robert came through the doors with food for all of us. I reluctantly ate what they gave me and felt my energy rise as I did. The baby was obviously hungry because I ended up eating most of Simon's food as well.

About an hour later, a doctor came through the double doors that led to the rooms and operating rooms. "Lightwood," he called out. "Jonathan Lightwood."

I jumped up at the sound of his name. "Yes, can you tell us what's going on?"

"Are you family?"

"Yes, he's my fiancé and these are his parents and that's his sister. So now that we've got the introductions out of the way, can you please tell me what's going on?"

He gave a small chuckle. "Well then, I'm Dr. Gray and I was operating on your fiancé. The bullet just barely missed some of his vital organs, so that was good news. We just had to get the bullet out and make sure nothing was punctured. He lost a lot of blood so he's going to take a while to get back to normal. He's stable now, but he's not awake yet. You can go in and see him, if you'd like." We all rushed towards the door. "No more than two at a time please."

Simon and Isabelle went in first. We all stood outside the door waiting for our turn. When they came out of the room, Simon was having to hold Isabelle up as she cied and sobbed. Next, Robert and Maryse went in because they knew, once I went in, I wasn't coming out until he woke up. About ten minutes later, they left and motioned for me to go in.

I stood outside the door for a few more minutes, nervous. Why was I so nervous? The doctor said he was going to be fine, but the thought of Jace lying in a hospital bed wrenched my gut. I had to take deep breaths to hold back the tears. After one more deep breath, I pushed the door open and went into the room.

Jace had his own room with a bed centered in the middle of the floor. I could hear the faint beep of the machines monitoring his heart. He was lying on his back with his hands to his sides. I could see all the tubes and wires coming out of his arms administering medications. In this position, he looked younger, not like the strong confident man I had come to love. I walked up to the side of the bed and pushed his hair back from his face and pressed my lips to his forehead. I felt a tear escape my eye and it fell on his cheek. I quickly swiped it away.

I pulled a chair to the side of his bed and sat down taking hold of his hand in both of mine. I heard someone walk in, but my gaze never left Jace's face, almost as if I could will him to open his eyes. Maybe if I stared at him long enough, he would wake up. A girl can only hope. The nurse came to the other side of the bed to make sure everything was in place.

"You know," she whispered bringing me out of my trance like state. "He can probably hear you. I mean, that's what they say. I'm not completely sure if it's true, but I like to think it is. You should talk to him." She gave me a small smile as she exited the room.

I brought Jace's hand to my mouth and kissed it. What was I supposed to say? There was no way I could put into words just how much I loved him and needed him in my life. I decided to just say what was on my mind. It might not make sense, but it was something.

"Jace, baby," I began. "Can you hear me? If you can hear me just move a finger or something." I waited a moment, but nothing happened. "Well anyways, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you. You have been so strong for me since the day we met, but it's my turn to be strong for you. I never thought I would be sitting next to you lying in a hospital bed. Sure, I imagined the roles reversed when the baby came, but there was never the underlying danger that there is right now. Jordan said they were able to arrest Valentine and there's no way he can get out of a lifetime sentence, so maybe our lives will go back to normal. I know what you're thinking. Our lives will never be normal, but maybe we can make our own normal. In a few months, we're going to have a baby and I know I'm going to love it so much because I love it's daddy so much." I began to cry thinking about raising a child without him. "Jace, I can't do this without you. You have to wake up, we need you."

I broke down into uncontrollable sobs and rested my head against my hands wrapped around Jace's. I needed to feel his arms wrapped around me. I needed to hear him tell me everything was going to be okay. I stood up and lifted his arm and got into bed with him. I wrapped his arm around my shoulder and curled into his side.

"Everything is going to be okay," I had to try and convince myself. I felt my eyes getting heavier by the second and finally let myself sleep for the first time since we arrived at the hospital.

I was awoken by four people standing around the bed. Robert, Maryse, Simon and Isabelle were all looking at me like I had just kicked the dog.

"Oh, sorry, I must had fallen asleep," I tried to apologize. Their faces relaxed into smiles. I tried to get up from the bed, but was held down by a strong arm. I hadn't even looked at Jace since I woke up because of the distraction, but then I felt lips press into the top of my head and I whipped around to see Jace's golden eyes searing into me.

"Oh my God, you're awake," I choked back a sob as I wrapped my arms around Jace's neck. He winced and I let go abruptly. "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. God, I love you." I pressed my lips to his and deepened the kiss. I heard Isabelle say something about them leaving and going home, to their actual home, but I really didn't care. The door clicked and I finally pulled away.

"Good tactics," Jace smirked. "Maul me in front of my family and they're sure to go away." I felt the heat rise to my face as it turned the same color as my hair.

"Oh my God, I wasn't even thinking about them. I was just so excited to see your eyes." He smiled at me with that smile that made my insides melt. "How long have you been awake?"

"A few hours—"

"A few hours? Why didn't you wake me?"

"You looked so peaceful and my parents said you hadn't slept since I've been here and that's not good for the baby, Clary. So I let you sleep."

"Ugh, you're lucky I like when you get all concerned about the baby or I would hit you so hard right now."

"Nope, you can't. I have a gunshot wound. You have to be nice to me." Another smirk was sent my way. Oh, I would show him just how nice I could be.

"I almost forgot about that. How is it? Does it hurt?"

"It's fine. It only hurts when I breath or when pretty little redheads have their hands resting on it." I looked down at my hands and noticed that they were in fact on his wound. I pulled them back quickly.

"Why didn't you say something? I don't want to hurt you, Jace. You need to tell me these things."

"I just want your hands on me. I don't care where they are as long as those fingers are touching my skin."

"You are so weird."

"Hey, I can handle pain and misery, but to know that you aren't there would be worse than any pain or torture I could endure." He was really the sweetest. I pressed my lips against his once more. "So how is the little nugget?" He moved a hand to rest on my belly.

"Good, missing his daddy." Jace then began whispering to my stomach and telling the baby ridiculous things about life. Dr. Gray walked in and I suddenly felt the need to get off of the bed. I'm sure it was frowned upon to have anyone in the bed other than the patient.

"Hello, Mr. Lightwood," he greeted. "Well I think you've been in here long enough. If you pass the necessary tests, I will sign off on your discharge papers and you can go home."

"Perfect, let's get those done as quickly as possible please. I would like to get home and love on my hot fiancé all night long." My face immediately turned crimson as Jace told his plans to his doctor. Dr. Gray chuckled and gave a nurse some paperwork to fill out. He then went through the procedures of cleaning Jace's wound and medications he would have to take. I was going to have to take care of Jace for the next few weeks until he got back up on his feet. By the time Dr. Gray had finished explaining everything to me, the nurse told him that Jace was ready to go. Dr. Gray signed his discharge papers and sent to have a wheelchair readied for him.

Jace looked over to me and patted the bed next to him. I happily obliged and sat next to him. "When can we find out what we're having," he asked quietly. I was shocked. I didn't realize he wanted to know.

"Well they usually say they can tell at seventeen weeks and I'm about nineteen weeks along," I said.

"So we can find out now?" I nodded. "Can we find out before we go home?"

"If the doctor says its okay, then yes, but you're not getting out of that wheelchair."

He scoffed at my ridiculous demands. When the nurse came back into the room, Jace asked if it would be possible to get a sonogram done before we left and find out the sex of the baby. She said she would make it happen.

An hour later, I was lying on an exam table with Jace next to me in a wheelchair waiting for the doctor to come in. Jace interlaced our fingers together and gave my hand a squeeze as the doorknob turned and revealed the doctor.

"Alright, let's take a look at that baby," she said smiling. She lifted my shirt and squeezed the gel onto my stomach. I gasped when the cold liquid hit my skin. She then started moving the wand over my stomach to try and find the baby. When she stopped suddenly, Jace and I heard a loud thumping noise. The doctor smiled up at us and pointed to the screen. "That is your baby and you are listening to the heartbeat."

I glanced over at Jace and saw tears forming as he heard our baby's heartbeat for the first time. We sat there in awe for what seemed like hours before the doctor printed out pictures and handed them to Jace. He pressed his lips against my forehead and I could feel him smile.

"Okay, did you want to know the sex of the baby?"

We both nodded enthusiastically.

A/N: So I was studying for my World Religions final tomorrow and suddenly felt like I should be writing instead. I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I just couldn't hold on to it, so I decided to post it because I might not be able to post for a while. I hope you are all still enjoying the story! I don't know how much longer the story will be, but I'll try to keep it going for at least a few more chapters. :)