Uh He's Mine

Jace slammed his bedroom door and stomped his feet as he made his way to his closet. He grabbed his monogrammed Gucci bag and stuffed it with the necessities: undies, a couple of shirts, condoms, and shampoo. That was it. He was moving out and never turning back. If Alec didn't want him here then he would leave and never come back.

After he had all of his things gathered, he came back downstairs and walked back into the kitchen, where everyone was still standing as he had left them.

"Jace, you don't have to leave," Alec said. Jace prefered to think he was begging.

"It's too late Alec, you've made your choice. You'd rather keep her than your own brother." He took his keys out of his pocket and, with much difficulty, opened his keyring and slid the house key off. He slammed the key onto the table and picked up his bag. "If there's anything anyone wants to say to me before I leave forever, now is the time."

Clary was staring at Magnus' shirt, like the pattern was more important than looking into Jace's beautiful eyes one last time.

Jace sighed and turned towards the door. "Goodbye forever." He walked to the door and turned back. "Are you going to Maryse's this Sunday?"

Alec shook his head, "no we're having Sunday lunch here."

"Ah," Jace nodded. "See you then." He finally turned and left.

Jace went into the garage and put his bag into the back seat of his Tesla. Then he reached under the driver's seat and pulled out his black ski mask.

He pulled the ski mask over his face, took off his shoes, and crept back into the house.

Jace scurried past the kitchen, where Magnus, Alec and Clary had their heads bowed. Clearly, they were mourning the loss of the most important person in their life.

Once he was past the kitchen, he sock-slid down the rest of the hallway and into Alec's office.

Back in the kitchen, Clary lifted her head. "So we're just supposed to pretend he didn't just walk back into the house in a ski mask?"

Alec put his hand over her mouth. "Sh sh sh, just let him do whatever he needs to do."

"Alexander," Magnus interjected. "I think he's robbing us."

"Sh sh sh, just let it happen."

In Alec's office, Jace reached into the bottom drawer of the large oak desk and pulled out one of those big cylinders that you put papers in. He uncapped it and peered inside, snickering evilly. Then, like the ninja he was, he opened the window and maneuvered his way out, gracefully landing on his face.

Once he was out of the house, he sprinted around to the garage entrance to get into his car and sped away into the night.

"Where the hell is John?"

Jordan rubbed his eyes tiredly, as if 2am was a late hour or something. "What? Jace? Why are you wearing a ski mask?"

Jace pulled the black mask off his face and repeated; "where's John?"

Jordan shook his head. "We've only been dating for a few months… he doesn't live with me."

Jace sighed. "Then where is he?"

"Wow, nice to see you too."

A car pulled into the driveway and a familiar blond got out, slamming the door behind him. "Jace, I knew you'd be here."

Jace turned and threw himself into John's arms. "How did you know I was here"

John patted his back affectionately. "I heard about what happened, and I knew you would come looking for me. I just wanted to be here for you, bro."

"Bro," Jace choked.

Jordan threw his hands in the air and walked away, leaving the door ajar for the two of them. "Come in if you want. I'm going back to bed."

John led Jace inside and sat him down on the couch. "Listen, I just want to say that I love my sister and she had every right to be upset with you and you definitely said some shit that was out of line. But I can't believe she did this to you."

Jace nodded, wiping a tear away from his cheek. "I know right!" he squeeked, and threw himself into John's arms again.

"It's ok, bro. Just let it out. I'm here for you, bro."

Jace woke up the next morning to his beautiful wife rubbing his back. "Good morning, sunshine." She kissed him on the cheek.

Jace turned and sat up slowly. He was confused for a moment, but then when he saw Clary sitting beside him he understood. This was the house they had together. Because married couples usually had houses together.

She smiled her gorgeous smile and kissed him, despite his morning breath. "I didn't want to wake you, but someone wanted to see you." She reached down beside her and, seemingly out of nowhere, pulled out a baby.

The kid couldn't have been more than a year old. She had curly red hair like Clary's that fell just past her tiny shoulders. She had big gold eyes and tiny hands that reached towards Jace, like little baby sausages.

Clary put the baby on Jace's lap and he tried his best not to drop it. The baby reached up and touched his cheek affectionately. "Dada!" she said in a very baby way.

Jace chuckled. Not because it was funny, but because he had no idea what was going on.

He looked up at Clary, hoping for some kind of explanation.

Clary just smiled her beautiful smile, and Jace felt his heart stop in his chest. She reached forward and scooped the baby off of his lap. "Come on, Peanut. Maybe we should let Daddy sleep for a little longer." She headed for the door, mumbling something to the baby about going to make breakfast for him. She kissed Peanut's forehead as she left, and Jace was suddenly overcome with a feeling of guilt. He couldn't explain why, he just knew he needed to apologize to her.

Jace got out of bed and ran after Clary. She had already reached the stairs and was about to head down them when Jace stopped her.

"Clary," he called out, and she stopped.

As she turned towards him, their infant child still clutched in her arms, her foot slipped and she went tumbling down the stairs…

Jace sat up, out of breath and disorientated. He looked around, unsure of where he was, but then he remembered everything that happened with Clary.

He laid back down and wrapped his arms around John again and went back to sleep.

hope quarantine has been treating everyone well.

xoxo

-R&A