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💚 The Mobster's Wife 💚
Chapter 18: Salted Wounds ~ by Sia (2,8K)
Clary slowly let herself in the boiling out water, closing her eyes as soon as she was sitting in the tub. She appreciated the smell of the many scented candles around her, as well as the faint crick the wickers did and happily smiled as she caressed her protuberant stomach.
To say that she was huge was an understatement, she was sure that whales would tell her that she was fat. She deeply breathed in and out, trying to calm the little monsters wrestling inside of her and thinking to herself that she only had two more weeks to go. She had just started her eight months, but her doctor had told her that twins were generally born early, and given her condition, he would induce the pregnancy at the thirty-eight weeks no matter what.
For the past month, she had been bedridden, forbidden to even sneeze too loud according to the two men in her life. Despite his promise to not become overbearing, Jace had lost it the moment the doctor had said that she should stay in bed. And Valentine was no better. It seemed that suddenly, she was made of sugar, and the only thing that kept Jace for following her when she wanted to use the loo was her threat to ask to be hospitalised and forbid him to visit her.
Her father … was another piece of work. He had been hurt that no one had told him that she was expecting twins, but in the end, he understood. This was Jace's and Clary's moment. Still, she had to put her foot down when he had a nurse to come live with us, and just like she did with Jace, she had to result to threat and say she would move back to the flat if he kept smothering her so much.
She knew that they both meant well, and they both felt useless, but too much was too much. She felt like the Queen of England had less attention than she did. And she was not stupid enough to exert herself when she had her two babies to take care of. But her walking to the library to pick up a book was not going to kill either of them.
She was grateful that her doctor had reminded Jace that she needed to walk a little every day and that Maryse was here to calm her father's extravagances. Maryse came to see her every day, giving her tips on how she had handled her pregnancies and the births.
This was the thing Clary was the most anxious about, the birth. She knew that Jon's mother died in childbirth, and it scared her. Not much the idea of dying, but she had done the research, and often came the moment when doctors had to choose between the child and the mother. She knew what her choice was, but she had never managed to make Jace promise her to choose the girls over her.
Everyone around them knew of her choice, especially her doctor, but she would be much more peaceful if Jace gave her his words to do the right thing. He never refused her either, probably because he didn't want to perturb her blood pressure. He would just stay silent until she would either fall asleep when they were in bed, either change conversation.
"Ouch!" She exclaimed, putting both hands on her stomach as she felt a stronger kick. She scowled at her daughter, though keeping her eyes closed. She was hoping that they would be peaceful and sloppy babies, but from all the activities that happened in her belly, she knew that it was wishful thinking.
With a sigh, she opened her eyes and reached for the ice cream tub that should have melted a bit, when her eyes fell on her husband, looking at her with love shining in his golden eyes as he leaned against the doorframe.
For the past two months, she had to kick him out of the house every morning for him to function like a 'normal' member of the society. He usually never stayed long, asking Jordan to cover for him, but at least, she had her mornings to herself, and that's when she saw her friends. Izzy, Alec, Kaelie and James. Oddly enough, Jace was always back very early when James was around. Even though Clary knew and had told Jace that James was not a threat, Jace was always around.
He had admitted to her that he had cornered James with every intention to remove him from their lives, but James had been clear, Clary was just a friend. So Jace took it upon himself to let them be, even though he hated it. It was a work in process, and Clary felt that it was her fault. Jace hadn't been this jealous before the breakup, but many things changed in him after they got back together, and it was all on her.
She grabbed her Ben&Jerry's and as she scooped her spoon in it, she asked, "What are you doing, here? Being creepy or being overbearing?"
He chuckled, not moving from his spot as leaned back against the tub and enjoyed her ice cream. The doctor said she needed to eat more nuts. What a better way to do so than to eat macadamia nuts ice cream, made with almond milk?
"I was just watching my beautiful wife. Last time I checked, husbands are appreciated when they do so."
She grinned and pointed her spoon at him, "Is beautiful a new way to say fat in the streets?"
He rolled his eyes, his smile still beaming as he gently shook his head. She had to admit, she had been bad. She loved making her father squirm on his words over anything that would have to do with weight. She didn't care much, she could lose it after the girls would be weaned, that's what personal trainers were for. But she loved pretending to be offended because for once, it made her father stammer.
She knew she shouldn't play like that with his emotions when all he cared about was her health and happiness, and that's why she liked to say that it was her daughters turning her bad.
"So? Are you just going to be a creep, or are you going to join me?"
"Are you going to share your ice cream?"
"First, don't play with a pregnant lady snack. Are pregnant with twins? No, I don't think so. Second, you don't eat sugar. I've heard tales of pregnant ladies making husbands sleep on the couch for less than that."
"Good thing I married you and not one of them."
"Good thing indeed."
He smiled and stripped before getting in the water behind her. She felt him briefly tense at the temperature of the water before she leaned against his chest, kissing his bicep with a sweet peck. Then, she resumed her ice cream eating.
He gently caressed her stomach, and she heard him chuckle with satisfaction when their daughters kicked beneath her skin. It seemed that the girls loved their father's touch. Every time, they would kick, and then would start poking around, playing with the girls until Clary would declare that she was not a football field.
But this time, she let them play, though Jace immediately stopped when she winced out of pain. He kissed her hair, apologising and she shook her head as she moved a little. Just two more weeks.
"So … I was doing some thinking. And I realised … your monster-cock is not that big after all."
"Haha. Really? Is that a pregnant thing, or you just decided to make me feel bad today?" He joked, his hands endlessly going up and down her arms. She chuckled, closing her eyes as she popped another spoon in her mouth.
"No. I mean, I'm about to give birth to two little ogres. Your monster-cock is a pickle compared to that."
He burst in laughter, making her wiggle as his body shook, and then he asked, "So now we're having ogres. I guess monster-cock was indeed the good name."
"Yes. We're having little baby Shreks. Your Mom showed me your baby pictures this morning and you were …" She looked for her words. "How can a baby be so big? I don't know. And now, I have two of them crawling out of my vagina. So yeah, monster-cock has just been outdone. Twice."
Jace chuckled, holding her against him and kissing her hair again. Once they could no longer hide that she was pregnant, Clary had been adamant that she wanted his parents in their daughters' lives. And after a lot of talks between them, Jace gave her reason. He didn't want to take this thing from his children, the love of grandparents. That didn't necessarily mean he was forgiving them, but he could make the effort for his daughters, and any other child they may have.
Clary had said that she didn't want too much of an age gap between children, so they had agreed that in a year's time if all went well, they would try again. And usually, this conversation got Clary horny and she would insist on practising the making of the next baby.
As she scooped another spoonful of ice cream, Clary felt Jace's lips on her neck which made her giggled, before he reached for her pot and put it aside, his other hand going underwater, "I think I need to remind you that my monster-cock is not everything."
She chuckled, her mirth turning into a moan when Jace pinched her clit as she turned and kissed her husband. He started pleasuring her, playing with her folds with passion but delicacy, and as she started losing herself in the sensations, the girls decided to ruin the fun by painfully reminding her that they were there too.
No matter how open-minded was at the idea of having sex with his hugely pregnant wife, he always completely stopped when the girls kicked. Usually, he didn't feel them since they had opted for doggy style more often. But when she was on top of him, she would almost feel him deflate.
So she let out a frustrated sigh, pecking her husband's lips and nestling back in his loving arms. "I love you for thinking about it," She told him, and he kissed her hair again.
"I'm just being selfish. I know there is a dry spell coming up soon."
She laughed, gently elbowing him and she simply closed her eyes, listening to Jace tell her about Kaelie, Magnus and Alec. He was only half surprised, but Kaelie had decided to give her eggs and uterus to the guys. Kaelie had become so closed to the guys over the years that Clary had almost expected them to become a menage a trois. But it seemed that this surrogate situation was good for all of them. Kaelie had never been really interested in starting a family, but she did not seem to mind to help others do so.
Once the water started getting cold, Jace took them to bed, and he put her to sleep singing Take Me Home, Country Home. She loved that song, especially when Jace sang it with his deep voice, and she loved that he sang next to her stomach, so the girls could hear the song as well.
She didn't sleep well that night, mostly due to regular pains, but her foggy brain didn't understand what they were until her water broke. She woke up with a start, seeing that Jace was already awake, looking at her with worry and she briefly wondered if he even slept. She must have been thrashing all over the place.
"My water broke," She said with in a squeak, before breaking into tears.
It was too early. The doctor had said two more weeks. She had just started her eight months. She shouldn't give birth now, it wasn't safe for the babies!
In the blink of an eye, Jace was on his feet, swatting the main light on, his phone already on his ear. She heard him talk to Valentine, telling him to call the emergencies and then he was by her side, caressing her face with love and telling her to breath. She kept shaking her head, saying over and over again that it was too early when she planted her fingers in Jace's arms, feeling a contraction coming.
She saw how Jace locked his jaw and counted how long it lasted before he paled. She knew what he was thinking. She just woke up because of a contraction that had caused her water to break. It was not even two minutes ago.
"Breathe, babe," He instructed her but all she could think about was getting his words,
"Jace. The girls come first. If the doctors —"
"Nothing will happen. The ambulance will be here in any minute, and everything will be fine."
"Please, Jace. Please. Promise me."
He glared at her, telling her once again to breathe in deeply, and when she asked once again for his word, he retorted,
"Promise me to stay alive, then!"
She was spared by Valentine barking in with emergencies nurses with a stretcher, and Clary wasn't even surprised at the rapidity they showed. Who would dare make any Morgenstern wait at this moment in time?
"The doctor is five minutes away, sweetheart. He'll ride with you to the hospital," Valentine told her with a reassuring smile.
One of the nurses passed by Jace and looked between her legs, before signalling his colleague and letting them know, "No. We can't move her. She's too dilated. The doctor will have to deliver the baby here."
Clary shook her head, hating herself for all her stupidity. She should have accepted her father thoughtfulness when he wanted to have a live-in nurse, she shouldn't have dismissed her pains during the day as nothing and she should have been able to make Jace promise to pick the girls over her.
"If anything goes wrong, the babies come first," she told the nurses as they were fussing over her, repositioning her and instructing Valentine for certain things.
Jace did not move from her side, letting her hold his hand each time a contraction came closer and closer. The doctor came in, reassuring her that it was normal to be early with twins and that maybe they had calculated the procreation date wrong. She was sure he was lying to reassure her, but it worked.
He then disappeared between her legs and told her that she would soon meet her girls. She just needed to follow his instructions. She was exhausted, in pain and terrified. She was trying to not let her mind go there, but what if she died? She knew that Jace would love the girls, as much Valentine had loved Jon, but … she didn't want to let her girls grow up without a mother, just like she did. She had to pull this through.
She pushed every time the doctor told her to, praying to god to give her the strength she needed and finally, as she was sweaty, out of breath and at the brink of exhaustion, she heard this sweet little sound. Her daughter crying.
She was barely aware of Jace taking the baby in his arms as their daughter screamed her fresh lungs out and awkwardly wiggled in his arms. She barely heard the doctor pressing her to keep pushing. She felt the head come out, but no cry this time.
"What's wrong?!" She saw Jace's face livid as he looked between her legs, she saw the worried glance the doctor and nurses were exchanging, but they just kept telling her to push. So she did, forgetting how to breathe, trying to hear her second baby cry, but it never happened. She passed out of exhaustion as soon as the doctor pulled the baby and placenta out.
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