Jace wheeled into the room with a large white box on his lap. Clary was already settled in the bed reading by a witchlight candle. A fire crackled in the fireplace giving the room a warm glow. She looked over at him and raised an eyebrow.
"I was going to give you this at the reception." He explained as he wheeled to the edge of the bed.
Clary pulled the box off of his lap and up onto the bed. It was tied with a golden bow with a red heart attached that read… 'To My Angel, Love Jace.'
"Open it and see." He answered grinning at her.
Clary carefully untied the ribbon and pulled the heart off of it, she opened the drawer to the nightstand to put it inside for safekeeping. Inside the drawer was a small package with Jace's name on it. Clary pulled it out. "This must be for you." She said handing it to him.
He took it from her and nodded toward the gift on the bed. She smiled at him and pulled the top off of the box. Inside the box was a square wooden box with straps on it. She opened the box and inside was a sketchbook, pencils, paint, brushes, a palette, and a small stool that folded open."
"It's an artist's kit that you can carry on your back." Jace explained. "It folds open into an easel. Magnus helped me get this one made, it's from Italy. It was for our honeymoon." He closed the box and flipped it over. The letters "CAH" were carved into the wood in ornate script with the pattern of the Herondale Family ring around it.
"Clarissa Herondale," She murmured running her fingers over the letters.
Jace put his hand over hers and looked into her eyes. "That's who you are." He said lifting her hand to touch the place where the wedding rune rested over his heart. "I'm yours and you're mine, for eternity."
Clary choked back a sob, "Jace, I love it. I love you so much. It's perfect thank you." She looked at the gift in his hands. "Open yours."
Jace shook the gift and it made a soft clunking sound as if something was sliding around inside. A look of realization spread over his face. "Why don't we put this away?" He said.
Clary looked at him puzzled, "Why?"
Jace looked at her. "I already know what this is, and right now it wouldn't be a good idea to open it." He said putting it in the drawer of his nightstand.
"What is it?" Clary asked sounding hurt. She reached over to pull it out of the drawer, and then she tore the paper that was wrapping it revealing a blue velvet box.
"Clary, don't." Jace said putting his hand over hers. "Please…"
"Jace it's all right." She said opening the box. As soon as the lid opened she understood. "Oh Jace, am I…well this is a…so I must be right?"
"That's just it," Jace said pulling himself up so that he was sitting on the bed beside her. He put his arms around her. "You're not, at least…not anymore."
Clary's body began to shake. "What do you mean?" She whimpered.
"You," He said choking back a sob. "When the beam fell…you lost the baby."
With a strangled cry Clary collapsed into his lap. Her whole body convulsed as she sobbed against him. "It-it's not fair," She sobbed. "I-I didn't know…"
"Clary, shhhhh…." Jace soothed trying to hold back his emotions. "We can try again." He pulled her up so he could look into her face. Then he kissed the tears on her cheeks, "It's all right my love."
She lifted her face to his kissing him gently at first. Hesitantly he returned her kiss. She wrapped her arms around her as their kisses deepened. Jace moaned low in his throat before he pulled away gasping. "We-we can't…" He said his voice rough.
"Yes, we can." She urged putting her hand on his cheek.
"Clary, we shouldn't." He murmured kissing her hand. "You-you don't have to."
"I want to." Clary whispered leaning forward to find his lips.
His arms slid around her pulling her close to him. She could feel his heart pound against her chest. She reached behind him and ran her hand down his spine before rucking up his shirt so she could touch his skin. His muscles jumped beneath her touch. He gasped into her mouth. Carefully he rolled them so that he was on top of her. Her hands drew his shirt up and over his head. He rained kisses over her jawline and nibbled his way down to her collarbone where he knew she loved him to kiss. His fingers gently trailed up and down her side making her shiver. He deepened the kiss further as his hand slid her nightgown up over her head. He paused as it got stuck over her head and kissed her throat causing her body to jump up beneath him. She wrapped her legs around him realizing her was still wearing his jeans. Her hands moved to the button and she expertly flipped it open. His eyes widened as she slid them down his legs with her foot. He quickly pushed his boxers down and she used her foot to push them off of the bed. She could feel all of him now against her and she moaned in pleasure pulling him down and kissing him deeply.
"I love you Clary," He gasped against her lips.
As their bodies crashed together like a tidal wave he whispered her name against her ear. A wave of heat like she'd never experienced before passed over her. She let out a soft cry as he shivered apart in her arms closing her eyes and losing herself in bliss.