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Hi everyone, good news holidays have started *fist pumps the air* so now I can write a lot more now. I would like to take this time to thank clace9299 for helping me come up with ideas when I was feeling uninspired.

IMPORTANT NOTICE AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER

WARNING: La sex scene is in this chapter. Not to graphic.

Chapter Twenty-One.

Three weeks later.

Clary leaned her arm on the window sill and rested her head on her hand, as she looked out at the rainy weather. England, of all the places they could have picked. Hawaii, Paris, Australia or Japan. They had to pick rainy England. Clary sighed as she looked out at the street below, as the cars drove by and people rushed around, carrying umbrellas over their heads to stop the rain from wetting them.

Both Jace and Joslyn wouldn't let Clary out by herself, in fact she had only been out three times since they got here, that was once every week. They didn't even let her spend a whole day out. Which wasn't at all ideal.

"Hey," Jace said as he leaned against the door frame, with his arms crossed as he looked over at Clary. "Hey," she smiled back.

"How are you liking England so far?" he asked.

"I feel like it hasn't stopped raining since we got here." Clary said as she looked back out the window and sighed, her breath made the window fog up a little.

"Yeah I know," Jace shrugged. "But hey sometime in the week I heard that there are going to be fireworks down at the giant clock and Ferris wheel, it shouldn't be raining then."

"Giant clock?" Clary laughed. "You mean big ben."

"Same thing," Jace smiled. "So you want to go see that?"

"You're actually going to let me go out?" Clary half smiled, hoping he would get the hint that she was sick of being stuck in this house. Jace rolled his eyes. "C'mon I let you go out."

"I have been out two..."

Jace cut her off.

"Three"

Clary gave him a glare. "Three times in the whole three weeks we have been here, and one was including coming to this house from the institute." Clary argued as she rose from her seat and began to head out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. She had only been pregnant for a bit more than three weeks but still she couldn't help but crave these strange foods, maybe those where just demon/angel children who made you crave food so early into the pregnancy. Clary walked over to the fridge and opened the door, she soon picked up the left over slices of pizza from the previous night's dinner. Clary didn't even bother about microwaving the dish before she began to eat the cold food.

"Really Miss Fray?" Jace asked as he raised an eyebrow at her. "What? Pregnant women gotta eat too," Clary said, with a mouth full of plain cheese pizza.

Jace half smiled at her but it soon disappeared off his face. "So….you are really serious about keeping that child?" he asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" Clary said as she placed her plate of pizza down on the counter and looked at Jace with all seriousness. They hadn't really talked about the baby since the day Magnus told her she was going to have a baby. She just felt kind of awkward about talking to him about it, and he never really wanted to talk about it, it was like he was just trying to forget it ever happened. Why is he bringing it up now?

"Maybe because of the fact that it is the demon child of your brother," Jace's voice began to rise. Distracting Clary from her thoughts.

"Well my baby didn't do anything to deserve to die."

"But it wasn't supposed to exist in the first place," Jace sounded like he was just on the verge of yelling. "Clary…he raped you and you want to actually keep the child."

"Jace he didn't…" she was about to explain to him about Sebastian not actually raping her, when she stopped herself. She couldn't tell him that, he would hate her, he would be even more disgusted in her then he was now, just for wanting to keep her child.

"Clary you shouldn't even be pregnant, you aren't even twenty yet….." Jace was about to continue, until he turned around and saw Joslyn standing behind him. She was holding two paper bags in her arms full of different groceries. The look on her face was a look of surprise and pure anger.

"WHAT? WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST HEAR ABOUT MY DAUGHTER BEING PREGNANT?" Joslyn yelled as she stormed over put the bags on the bench and began to yell at Jace.

After all this time of being in England and having everything happen, Clary still hadn't told her mother about her having the baby. In fact she hadn't told anyone, the only ones who knew where Magnus and Jace. That was it. But now Joslyn knew, thanks to Jace's loud mouth.

"Mum stop…" Clary said as Joslyn continued her yelling about using protection and how useless he could be, and also about how we couldn't just get rid of the baby and about how she was going to make sure we keep the child. At least she was yelling at Jace for one thing Clary was standing for. "MUM."

"Hang on Clary I will come and yell at you in a minute." Joslyn said, as calmly as she could.

"NO MUM," Clary said. "I have to tell you this now. You shouldn't be yelling at Jace because…" Clary took a deep breath. "….because he isn't the father."

Joslyn stopped yelling and turned to Clary with wide eyes. "What?" Clary could see the fury in her mother's eyes as she looking to them. "If Jace isn't the father then who is, so I can go kick him in the balls for touching you, and for being stupid enough for not using protection" Joslyn said as she walked over to Clary, forgetting about Jace for the moment. Which he was clad of. "Couldn't we please just talk about this later," Clary said, nervously, as she tried to avoid eye contact with her mother.

"No Clarissa Adele Fray," crap she was using the full name thing. "You got yourself into this mess and now you have to deal with it. Now tell me who the heck would even think about laying a hand on you. And also how long haven't I known this?" Joslyn said as she crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her right foot, awaiting an answer. Which Clary didn't give to her.

"Fine you want to be like that," Joslyn raised an eyebrow at her, she then turned on her heel and faced Jace. "Jace tell me everything you know."

"NO," Clary yelled.

"Well someone has to tell me and if you're not then I am going to go to the next best thing," in that she was meaning Jace.

"I am never the next best thing," Jace smirked, trying to change the subject or lighten the mood. Clary couldn't really tell what he was trying to do.

"Don't say anything unless you are going to say what I want to hear. Got it, pretty boy," Joslyn said as she glared at Jace.

"You think I am pretty," Jace said as he smiled at her.

Clary mentally face palmed herself.

"Jace I am serious, now enough with this sarcasm bull crap, start singing," Joslyn said.

"Sorry not now, but you can catch my shows on Wednesdays." Jace could see his attempts at dropping the pregnancy subject was just a waste of time, he sighed and turned all serious. "Look," he began "its Clary business, she can tell you when she is ready to do so."

Joslyn glared at Jace. "Fine, Clary I am giving you until after dinner to tell me before I hunt the bastard down myself and rip his dick off." Clary's eyes widened, and no matter how serious this conversation was she couldn't fight off the smile that played on her lips.

"Okay? Clary," her mother asked with a serious glance in her eyes.

"Okay mum," Clary replied.

Joslyn glared between the two of the teenagers and walked out of the kitchen. Once Clary heard the front door slam closed she looked up at Jace and gave him a weak smile. "Thanks, Jace," Clary said, hoping she didn't sound ungrateful for what he did.

"Its fine, Clary" Jace said as he leaned his hand on the kitchen bench and Clary went back to eating her cold pizza.

oOoOoOoOo

Isabelle smiled as Simon pulled her closer to his body and wrapped his arms around her. He has been pretty protective ever since she had woken up. Alec had told her that she had been asleep for a week or two and that the silent brothers would have to keep coming in a checking on her. She felt like she was so lucky that she lived, but now she wanted Sebastian's head on a plate more than the most amazing black seven inch high heels, ever.

"Simon don't crush me," Isabelle giggled, he was holding her pretty tightly, not that she really minded. If fact she felt as if she liked that he was holding her like this, and if he gave off any body head she was pretty sure that she would feel warmer against him.

"I'm not crushing you," Simon said as he looked down at her, her head was resting on his chest and her black hair was tucked under her shoulder.

She is so beautiful, he thought as he smiled down at her. Isabelle then lifted her head and gently pecked him on the lips. Simon smiled at her and brought her in for another kiss. The kiss was long and passionate, Isabelle braced her legs on either side of Simon's hips and he rested his hands on her hips as she leaned down to kiss him.

Isabelle soon needed to breathe, so she broke from the kiss and looked down into Simon's dark eyes. Simon then leaned up and began to peck at her neck, causing her so let out a soft moan. "I love you, so much," Simon murmured in between kisses he was leaving on her neck. "I love you too, Simon," saying that made Isabelle smile.

She has said it to other guys before, while she was with them at the time. But she had never really thought she would say that to someone and actually truly mean it. And not to someone like Simon. No wonder she had gotten the title 'heartbreaker'.

Before she knew it she felt Simon's hands at the hem of her t-shirt, slowly lifting it up. Isabelle smiled and helped him remove the item of clothing. Once the shirt was gone Simon's eyes widened at the sight of her, at that moment she was wearing a black lace bra that showed off a lot. "You are so beautiful," Simon said, causing Isabelle to smile.

She has also been called beautiful by a number of guys, but it felt different when Simon said it, it felt special.

She had now gone back to kissing him, which he happily returned. Her hands went to the bottom of his shirt and brought it up over his head, only causing them to break from the kiss for a second before they started again. Isabelle smiled into the kiss as she ran her hands over Simon's body, then she giggled when she felt Simon's hands run over her. "That tickles," Isabelle laughed as she pulled away from Simon for a second. A devilish grin appeared on her face as she traced her hand down his chest, onto his stomach and to his belt as she slowly started to unbuckle it.

Isabelle smiled as she saw just below the belt that there was a large bulge in his jeans. "I wasn't really expecting you too be that big," Isabelle joked as she then unzipped his pants. "You haven't seen anything yet," Simon winked as Isabelle yanked down his pants, leaving him in nothing but his black boxers.

Simon braced his hands on either side of her hips and flipped them over, so she was now the one on the bottom. "You turn Mrs Lightwood," Simon said as he undid the button on her black skinny jeans, and zipped down the zipped, painfully slow. Isabelle gave him a glare to hurry up, but he proceeded as he was doing, with a dark smile on his face.

"You're doing this on purpose," Isabelle complained as he slowly slid the jeans down her soft legs, letting the tips of his fingers gently graze her soft milky skin. "So what if I am," Simon winked at her, she rolled her eyes. Once her jeans where removed both the teenagers where left in their underwear.

Isabelle wore a black lace bra and matching undies, and Simon wore black boxers. She thought it was weird how they both decided to wear black tonight, but great minds think alike.

Soon both the teenagers where in each other's arms again, as Isabelle kissed Simon's neck and gently nipped him with the tips of her teeth, he reached his arms around her figure and grabbed the clasp of the bra. He hadn't done this before, or even gotten this far. Simon lightly bit his lip, happy that Isabelle couldn't see how nervous he was, and quickly unclasped the first hook along with the second. That wasn't as hard as he thought it would have been. He felt Isabelle shuffle and then she dropped the bra to the floor beside the bed. Simon leaned back so he could see her properly, his mouth gapped a little and he couldn't stop the look on his face as he hungry drank in the sight of her, exposed to him.

Isabelle couldn't hide the smile on her face as she watch Simon basically drool over her. A devilish thought crossed her mind as she moved onto her knees and placed her hands on the bed, then she began to slowly crawl towards Simon.

Simon watched as Isabelle crawled, slowly towards him, her large breasts swaying slightly, now that her bra was gone. As soon as she reached him she placed her right hand flat on his chest and pushed him until his back was flat against the head board of the bed. Isabelle could see how nervous he looked, so she wanted to help him feel a bit more confident about this. Her hand was still on his chest as she slowly slid it down his body until it came to rest at the waist band of his boxers. She then got her other hand and slid the boxers down his legs, just as he did to her, using her nails to slightly scratch his legs on the way down. Once the boxers where off she threw them to the ground of by her bra and looked at him as her body rested between his legs.

She rested one hand on his shoulder and the other on his thigh, gently rubbing his thigh as she looked into his eyes. "Iz, what are you do…." A moan cut off the rest of his words as she began to gently rub up and down his shaft.

"Do you like that, Si?" Isabelle asked as she continued to rub him, slowly.

Simon wondered for a moment about the nickname she had given him, but that thought left soon as she continued to rub him, her movements becoming slower because he hadn't yet answered her question. "Oh yes" Simon moan, with his eyes half closed as he arched his back off the head board slightly. Then Isabelle stopped and smiled innocently at him.

"Tease," Simon said, as he pulled Isabelle against him and reached his hands down to her undies and started to slide them down her legs until they were off. Now they both where naked.

Isabelle quickly rolled them over so she was under Simon. "Are you ready?" he asked, he still sounded a little nervous in his voice. "Yes," she smiled as smiled lined up with her entrance and thrusted into her.

Isabelle let out a long moan and so did Simon. He felt bigger then he actually looked, Isabelle thought as she adjusted to his size. As soon as she did she gave Simon a slight nod and he began to move inside her. Thrusting all the way in and only pulling out half way. Isabelle moaned to the rhythm of Simon's thrusts.

Just then a knock came at the door and Simon stopped his movements as soon as they both heard it. "Iz, I know you're in there now open up," Alec called from the other side. Luckily she had locked the door when she brought Simon in her. "I am getting changed Alec, what do you want?" Isabelle tried to keep the small moan from escaping her as Simon accidently moved inside her.

"Sorry, I just wanted to know if you were still feeling all right," Alec asked protectively.

"Yeah I'm fine Alec," Isabelle said back to him.

"Okay," Alec said, he sounded unsure of what she was saying.

"Look Alec don't worry about me, go and hang out with Magnus and have some fun," Isabelle told him.

"Fine but call me if anything and I mean anything, happens," Alec demanded in a hard tone.

"Okay, Alec now go and I will see you later," Isabelle waited until she could hear Alec's footsteps walk down the hall, until she couldn't hear them anymore, before she let Simon begin again.

He started out with a slow rhythm but it soon became faster, causing Isabelle to moan louder. She could feel herself reach her climax as Simon continued to thrust into her, and she felt like she wouldn't be able to hold it off any longer.

Soon both teenagers reached their orgasms together, screaming each other's names. Once they had both calmed down from their high Simon gave her one last kiss on the lips before collapsing beside her.

Isabelle snuggled next to him, with her head resting on his chest, just as they were before they had started anything.

Simon pulled Isabelle close to him and smiled to himself. He hadn't felt pleasure like that before, it was better than he could have ever imagined. He hoped she felt the same way, but he doubted she would have been a virgin like himself, she was way too beautiful for guys not to fall all over. This made him wonder if it felt as good to her as it did to him.

"Isabelle," Simon said, but he soon noticed that her eyes where closed and a small smile was spread across her face. She was asleep. Simon smiled and rested his head back on the pillow and let his eyelids slowly droop shut.

"I love you," He whispered before letting sleep take him.

oOoOoOoOo

Dinner had been very awkward that night, with her mum giving her small glances from across the table. Clary had just sat there and ate as slowly as she could, hoping that could hold off the talk she was expecting with her mother, but she doubted it.

"Well I'm done," Jace said as he began to rise from his seat with his plate in hand. Shit, Clary thought, now there was no avoiding the conversation once he left. Clary looked at her mother, and she was watching Jace leave the dining room and enter the kitchen. She then directed her eyes back to Clary.

"Are you ready to talk now Clary?" her mother asked in a calm voice, and that literally scared Clary more than when she was yelling at her, at least then she could tell her mother was mad at her, she didn't know what emotion she was feeling now. Clary sighed, "Okay, but could you start with small questions," Clary didn't even know what she meant by asking to start off small, but her mother nodded in agreement and started.

"Alright first, how long have you been pregnant?"

"A little over three weeks," Clary said as she looked at her plate, not wanting to meet the glaze of her obviously pissed off mother.

"Okay, have you been to have an ultrasound yet?"

"No, I just had Magnus tell me that I was pregnant and that was it," Clary said, hoping she got rid of two questions by giving her an answer like that.

"I thought you wouldn't of so luck I booked one a couple hours from now while I was out, down at a doctor a few blocks from here," Joslyn sounded a little less ticked off then she was, but she hadn't even heard the news that would send furniture flying.

"Thanks mum," Clary was really grateful for this.

Joslyn now leaned an elbow on the table and looked at her daughter. "Clary look at me," Joslyn said, Clary bit her lower lip and tilted her head to look her mother straight in the eye. "If it isn't Jace, who is the father?"

Tears filled Clary's eyes as a number of possibilities filled her head from what could happen from this. Her mother would be disgusted in her and disown her, she would join with everyone else and force her to have an abortion or she could just never look at her with respect or love ever again. Clary's tears spilled down her cheeks as she broke into a sob.

Joslyn saw her daughter crying and quickly jumped up and hugged her tightly. As she hugged her daughter, Clary cried on her shoulder. Joslyn wondered why she was this upset, then realisation hit her. "Oh, by the angel, Clary," Joslyn said in half shock half horror. "It's Jonathan isn't it?" more tears streamed out of Clary's eyes as she looked her mother in the eyes and nodded.

"Oh, dear god Clary," Joslyn's eyes began to fill with tears also. "Don't worry sweet heart, I will kill him," Tears spilled over her eyes as she held her daughter close, "for us," Joslyn cooed, hoping it would sooth her daughters cries.

That sick bastard, Joslyn thought. Out of all the disgusting, low, terrible things he has done to everyone this had to be the most sickest of them all, raping his own sister. It disgusted her to think about him. Now more than ever Joslyn regrated not stabbing him when he was a baby, before he could have broken so many hearts and lives.

An hour passed where Joslyn held Clary and they talked it out together, Joslyn hoped she could sooth Clary, but she didn't think it would have worked to well to calm her down. "It's almost time for the ultrasound, Clary." Joslyn said as she looked at the clock over on the wall opposite her. "Go and wash your face and I will drive us there."

Clary quickly jumped up and hurried into the bathroom. After turning on the cold tap she splashed two hand fulls of cold water on her face and looked up into the mirror. Her hair was slightly tangled and her eyes where all red and puffy from crying, but she couldn't really find it in herself to care. Clary left the bathroom and walked out of the building with her mother.

Clary walked over to their black car and hoped in the passenger seat. Since they had moved here they had to start to live like mundane's, Joslyn believed Sebastian wouldn't expect them to leave a shadowhunter life for a simple mundane one. So they didn't stay at the London institute and they covered up their runes pretty well under their clothes and with makeup, but they had kept some seraph blades and a stele somewhere in those house, Jace wouldn't tell her where they were.

Jolyn buckled her seat belt in and turned her head to look at Clary, "Ready?" Clary gave her a weak smile in return and then they started to pull out of their park and drive off.

It wasn't that long of a drive until they pulled up in front of the doctors. Clary looked up at the brick building. She couldn't really tell what emotion she felt now, happy because she might find out if her baby was a boy or girl, or scared that her mother might bring up the topic of abortion.

Clary and Joslyn both walked in together and went up to the receptionist. Joslyn told the lady all the details and then they went and had a seat.

A few people went before them, one was an old lady who looked like she could barely stand up, a little boy with dark black hair and a woman that looked like she was pregnant also. Then Clary heard a woman call out, "Mrs Fray," Clary and her mother jumped up and walked over to the woman who held the door open for the both of them. Once they were in the room Clary took a seat over in one of the chairs, her mother did the same.

(A/N: I am not so sure how appointments like this go on, so don't leave me hate if I do something that is completely different) "Hi Clary, my name is Dr Jackson, and I will be doing your ultrasound today," Dr Jackson said as she smiled her pearly white teeth at Clary. "Now why don't you lie down on the bed over there and we can begin," Clary rose out of her seat and walked over to the bed, which kind of felt like a table, and laid on top of it, resting her head on the pillow at the top of the bed.

Dr Jackson came back over with some weird jelly stuff and asked Clary to lift up her shirt. Once she did the doctor began spreading the jelly over her stomach, it felt a little cold and weird to have it on her skin at first. Once that was done Dr Jackson got a weird machine and pressed a bit of it onto Clary's stomach and started rubbing it around. "Now Clary, I am just looking for the baby using this machine, and when I do find him or her it will come up on that screen," she explained as she pointed over to the screen at the end of the bed.

The doctor search for a short time until she saw a small figure appear on the screen. "There we are," she smiled. "What gender is it," Clary asked feeling a bit impatient to know, but she really didn't care what gender her child was, as long as she had a beautiful health baby. The doctor smiled and had a look at the screen and examined it. "Congratulations mum you are going to have a healthy baby boy" the doctor smiled.

This made a smile grow on Clary's face, a baby boy. She was so happy, she could control her excitement. The doctor laughed a little at Clary's happiness, "I am going to go and print this picture off for you dear," Dr Jackson smiled as she rose from her seat and left for a while.

"I can't believe it I am having a baby boy," Clary smiled as she looked towards her mother, who didn't look as happy as she did in fact she looked worried. "Mum, what's wrong?" Clary asked. "Clary what if he turns out like his father? What if he turns out a demon as well?" Joslyn said as she looked at her daughter with sad eyes. "Mum that won't happen," Clary assured her. "How do you know for sure that it won't happen?" Joslyn said.

"I just know, he isn't a demon," Clary said, and neither is Sebastian.

The doctor came back in holding a photo and looked at it with confusion. "What is it doctor?" Clary asked feeling kind of worried from the look on the doctor's face.

"I was just looking through the photos and I think I might have missed this when I looked on the screen with you earlier." Dr Jackson said as she came closer to Clary. "What is it?" Clary asked.

"You aren't the mother of a boy," Dr Jackson explained, "You are the mother of a boy and girl." The doctor explained as she handed Clary the photo.

Clary's eyes widened and Joslyn walked over to examine the photo with her, lying next to each other in the photo where two figures. She wasn't just having one child, she was having two. Oh God.

Over 4000 word chapter, you are welcome.

PLEASE READ: I have been planning to wrap the story up soon, but then I had an idea to maybe write a sequel to this story about the life about Clary and Sebastian's children. I am still deciding but I came up with a rough idea of a story line, so tell me would you actually like to read about that or would you all just rather me wrap this whole idea up in a few more chapters? I am giving my readers the power to decide.

Like it? Hate it? Tell me what you think mates.

~ Fictional Boy Lover/ TJ Morgenstern