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Chapter 16: I See Fire (2,1K) - Ed Sheeran
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Jace's PoV
Jace stayed silent as Jordan finished the meeting for him. As his friend would say, bit by bit, he was turning more and more into Valentine. Though he was now making most of the shots since Valentine was less and less present, he rarely ever talked, just as Valentine did when he was his second in command. He was just there, imposing respect and fear by his mere presence. In fact, the newest recruits were always in panic when he was the one conducting the meetings, and that was the way he liked it.
Ever since Clary's miscarriage, six months ago, he had forbidden the access to the mansion to anything that was business-related. So when they gathered together, it was at Jace's old flat. Jordan and Magnus still visited Jace and his wife at the mansion, but it was only for mundane moments since they were his friends.
Of course, this change he imposed on everyone, including Valentine was, first of all, so the difference between work and home would be very well defined. Though Clary had forgiven him for the way he spoke to her that night, he hadn't. In fact, Valentine's words kept on hunting him since then. The ones when his mentor had told him how, because of his job, he had acted too hastily when it came to his family.
This was something that he swore himself would never happen to him, and he actually told Clary on many occasions to not hesitate to call him if she felt he was crossing the line. In fact, this had been brought up during one of their many sessions with father Crowley. At least once a month, Clary and he would go to Church to talk with the priest, and though Jace had never thought he would be one of those people who went to counselling, he still did it for his marriage.
Neither Clary or him thought that their couple was in danger, but it was something to make sure it would stay strong. On more than one occasion, the priest made Jace be more open about himself to Clary, and on more than one occasion, he told Clary to stop expecting Jace to know what she wanted of him without even telling him first.
It was during one of those sessions that Jace understood that Clary's insecurities against Aline were more than that, they were actually founded. She confessed, after Father Crowley forced her to speak her truth, that Aline had had some words with her that made Jace's blood boil.
The very next day, he was ready to kill the girl and had only been stopped by Jordan. Jace had spared the girl begrudgingly, but when he had been training her to fool his and Jordan's footsteps, she now had been relegated to the very last rank in their hierarchy, and Jace had absolutely no trust in her anymore.
For a long time, he had thought that Clary's jealousy towards Aline was like his own towards James, just unwarranted and a test of their love for one another. But he had been wrong all along. So now, he was just biding his time, waiting for Aline to just blink the wrong way to end her.
With a little shake of the head, he came back to the present moment as Jordan dismissed everyone, which surprised Jace. There was still a few more things to be said, but then he understood as the front door opened and revealed Clary coming in, all smiles to him.
This was another thing that had changed over the past six months. Clary would sometimes pop up to meetings, texting Jordan or himself beforehand. She always made sure that her father wasn't here when she came, and Jace and Jordan always made sure that she would not assist in meetings that would be too gruesome for her.
In fact, it was an idea coming from the priest, who, despite the fact that he made it very clear he did not approve of Jace's profession, he approved even less that Jace was trying to keep Clary in the dark. According to him, no healthy relationship could bloom if he kept such an important part of his life hidden away from her.
He smiled at his wife as Jordan led the men outside, though he still bothered to wink at Jace before closing the door, and Clary came to sit on Jace's laps when the flat was empty, kissing him with love. He eagerly responded, always enjoying those moments when she was even more forward than usual.
With the same love, he caressed her face, looking into the tree of her eyes, and she asked, between two kisses, "What are you up to tomorrow?"
"I have a few things lined up. Why?"
"I want a date with you."
Jace chuckled, shaking his head a little. "Since when do you need to plan a date in advance?"
She mysteriously smiled and took something out of her pocket to give it to him. He looked down, and his heart skipped a bit as he realised that it was a pregnancy test. A positive pregnancy test. He looked back at his wife who was all smiles to him, taking his head between her small hands to kiss him.
He responded early, a feeling of glee and pride taking over him. They had been talking about it for some time, and Jace had been the one putting on hold trying to have children again. He wanted to make sure that Clary understood clearly that it wasn't his priority. Of course, he wasn't giving up on his dream of being a father, but there were other ways to get there.
Slowly, Clary turned their kiss into something more celebratory, and when she reached for his belt, he stopped her, not wanting to take her where he had just been talking business with mobsters. So he took her in his arms and brought her upstairs to their bedroom that was decorated exactly the same way Clary had left it when they moved to the mansion.
As he laid her on the bed, he looked at the redhead with adoration, and she told him, "This time I don't want to tell anyone until it's obvious."
"What about your father?"
"No. Just you and I. If something goes wrong, I don't want the world to pity us. I just want you and me to help each other. Is that okay?"
He smiled, pecking her lips. "Of course it is. Just you, me, and our baby," He assured her, resting his hand on her stomach and earning another bright smile from her.
"So you'll come with me to the doctor, tomorrow?"
He gave her a look, silently asking if she was really asking this question, and she giggled, yanking him closer so she could kiss him as she slowly ground against him. "What about the things you had to do?"
"What things?"
She laughed again, happy beyond measures before looking at him with seriousness. Jace stopped his quest to undressing her, surprised by her change of mood, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Can you make me promise?"
He looked at her, not giving his word to something he didn't know, yet, and she explained, "I know the doctor is probably going to be all medical and all, and we're probably going to freak out, but please, hon, don't become overbearing."
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Jace had given his word to not be overbearing, and it was the hardest thing to do. The further Clary got into her pregnancy, the more he had to control his impulses to just lock her in their room until the baby was born. Especially after the doctor had explained that it would be best if she remained bedridden.
Jace stopped going abroad, or even out of the city. He stayed by Clary's side, relying more and more on Jordan, which his second in command understood completely. Of course, Jordan being Jordan couldn't stop but joking about it, but Jace didn't care the least in the world.
Just like he didn't care when Valentine made a scene that he hadn't been told at once that his daughter was pregnant. Clary was his priority and the baby girl inside of her. Especially since Clary often had those panics in the middle of the night where she would cry and beg him to choose their daughter if the worst was to come.
Jace never promised anything, ushering her to sleep every night and always happy when she was a bit more cheery in the morning. He wasn't really sure why she was so pessimistic with this pregnancy. Perhaps it was because she already suffered from two miscarriages, or maybe, it was because this pregnancy was much harder on her than the previous one.
Unlike the time she had been expecting their son, this time, she was often ill, even after the first trimester, struggling to keep food down, and even sometimes to get out of bed. It was in the middle of the sixth month that they knew why this pregnancy was so different.
"You're expecting twins," The doctor said, making both Clary and Jace snap their heads to him.
"WHAT?"
"How did you miss a whole other baby?!" Jace almost roared, and Clary squeezed his hand to calm him down.
This was their third ultrasound, and only now this incompetent charlatan was telling them of this very important news. The man did not waver in front of Jace, and simply explained,
"It does happen sometimes when the second baby is well hidden during the first one. But twins mean that you won't carry this pregnancy until this end, especially in your condition. We can look to induce it as soon as it will be safe for bot the babies and yourself."
Clary looked at Jace, smiling, even though she looked tired, and he carefully listened to all the recommendation the doctor gave them, as he was taking in the fact that they were expecting a second daughter.
On their way home, Clary was ecstatic and asked that they could go to their flat instead of the mansion, so they could celebrate. She couldn't stop saying over and over again that they were getting two babies for one.
"Finally, I will outnumber Dad and you. It will be the three of us, against the two of you."
Jace chuckled, and she teased, "That's probably the monster cock striking and showing its power. But you better behave, I don't think my body can take triplets for our next round."
He shook his head, putting his hand on her prominent stomach and rewarded by a little kick from one of his daughter. For the first time in weeks, Clary was not going to bed in tears, fearing what may happen in the future. On the contrary, she was joyous and excited.
For the first time in weeks, they made love, and she fell asleep with a happy smile spread on her face. Jace watched her sleep for hours, doing his best to keep his worries for himself. He was excited himself that they would get to have two daughters, but he couldn't help but fear. What if none of them made it?
Every night Clary had cried, Jace had reassured her, but a voice inside of him reminded him that Valentine lost his first wife to childbirth. He had told his mentor about this fear, and Valentine had no reassuring words for him. This was a fear that had haunted him when Jocelyn had been pregnant and he knew he was powerless against.
Which was why once he was sure Clary was sound asleep, he went to the shooting range to release his nerves. For an hour, he was alone with his thought, doing his best to appease his worries. There was no need for him to obsess over something he had no control over. Especially when Clary was already so susceptible to melancholy.
"I didn't expect to see you here," Aline's voice echoed behind him.
Jace snapped his head, locking his jaw and putting the gun down before doing something that would put him in a bad mood. Aline meekly smiled, walking to him,
"Aren't you supposed to be with your pregnant wife?"
He looked at her from head to toe, not bothering to answer, and when he was about to walk passed her, she put her hand on his chest, and told him,
"I would never be such a problem, Jace. I would give you the children you deserve, without being afraid little thing."
She reached so her lips could brush his, and in the fraction of a second, he had his hand around her neck, his golden eyes glaring at the offensive and impudent girl.
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