HI everyone! I hope you had a very relaxing Christmas! I sure did. I spent time with my loved ones, saw my friends who had came home for Christmas from England. Yes, at least 4 of my friends go to some university in England.. And I'm here, stuck in my hometown where I've lived my whole life... But I'm happy for them. I plan on moving into another city next summer, if I get accepted into the university there! But I love my city, to me it's the best city to live in. If I ever move out of this town, I'm sure I'll move back after graduating.

But yeah, here's the newist chapter – I really hope you like it! Please, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I still don't own the Mortal Instruments – all of it belongs to Cassandra Clare.

Jace POV

Clary had insisted that I go home, to get sleep. Did she really imagine I'd be able to fall asleep, when I know my youngest and the most vulnerable child and my future wife aren't here. How I could protect them if I wasn't there?

"Go. We'll be fine. You can come back in the morning, after sleeping in our own bed." She said.

I sighed and kissed her forehead. She was the most stubborn woman I've ever met. I took Vivia from her plastic crib and brought her to my face. I kissed her soft curls and whispered to her ear.

"I hope you won't be as stubborn as your mother." I held her a while, just looking at her. She was so tiny. But she was completely healthy, which was a miracle since she came a whole month earlier than planned. She was our perfect little angel. When Vivia wrapped her tiny hand around my index finger, holding it tightly, something was wrapping itself around my throat, making it hard for me to hold back the tears. How could I leave them, even for one night?

Clary was looking at us, silent tears running down on her cheeks.

"Oh honey, don't cry." I whispered, feeling my own tears spill over. How the hell I had became so soft? Ten years ago I wouldn't have cried if my dog had died. Okay, maybe then I would have. But you get the point. But now I cried when a small child wrapped her hand around mine. Wow.

"Come here." Clary whispered, making room for us on the bed. I sat down next to her, leaning against the pillows, as a nurse came in. Clary looked at me and Vivia, before reaching over to grab my phone from my coat's pocket.

"Could you take a photo of us?" She asked, handing the phone to the nurse, Maia was her name I think.

"Of course." Maia smiled.

They had only a small part of my attention, my main focus on the most beautiful thing in the world – my daughter in my arms. I felt Clary lean back against the pillows, turning to her side, and leaning her head against my shoulder. She brought her other hand to stroke Vivia's cheek, and the other hand she sneaked under my head, into my hair. I turned to kiss her, she kissed me back.

The nurse, Maia, handed back the phone before quietly leaving. She said she'd be back later, apparently helping Clary with the baby to get them ready for the night. Clary was, after all, a primiparous, so she had no experince in taking care of a little baby. I'm not saying she can't do everything an experienced mother can. I'm saying that it's all new to her and I believe she's relived she has someone, other than me, who can give her advice.

I watch her feed Vivia, admiring her gentle but sure movements. I was 100% sure she'd be just fine with her daughter. I took my coat and kissed them both on the forehead, before walking out of the room.

I fished my phone from the pocket, looking through the photos Maia had taken. They were good. I was sure she was some kind of photographer. In one picture I was lying on the bed, with Vivi in my arms, my eyes at her. Clary was lying next to me, leaning against her elbow and other hand on my hand. In the next picture I was in the same position as in the last one, but Clary was leaning her head against my shoulder, her other hand in her hair and other on Vivi's cheek. And in the last one Clary and I were kissing.

I smiled at them and sent Izzy one. Ten seconds later my phone vibrated, I looked at it and on the screen was Isabelle. Smiling I picked up.

"Hi Iz." I smiled.

"Oh my god! She's so cute!" Isabelle was hysteric.

"Yes, she is. Listen, I'm coming home for the night, are the girls already sleeping?" I asked.

"No, they're just changing into their pajamas. You want us to get them into beds?"

"No, no, no! I'll do it. I want them to see the pictures. I'll be there in 20 minutes." I said before hunging up.

Twenty minutes later I parked the car in front of our house. The door flew open and the girls ran to me. I kneeled down and hugged them tightly.

"Where are Clary and the new baby?" Jennifer asked, looking back into the car.

"They're still in the hospital – they'll have to stay there for a while, since the baby was born earlier than planned. But don't worry, they're more than alright. Clary sent her love to you, she said she'd like to see you tomorrow. Would you want to come with me in the morning?" I asked, the girls cheering. I got up and walked inside the house with us. Izzy was at the door, waiting for me. She pulled me into a tight hug, whispering to my ear how proud of me she was. I pulled back and looked at her, silently asking why.

"You've manned up so much." She said smiling. Only she could pull out that as a compliment.

"Thank you Isabelle." I smiled at her. I looked at my parents who had also waited me by the door. I hugged them both as well and showed them a picture of Vivia. Mom teared up, and dad smiled at me widely, wrapping his arm around mom's shoulders.

"She looks very much like you when you were a baby." Mom said. I nodded. Vivia had her mother's lips – everything else, at the moment, were from me. " And she has also your hair!" mom said in awe. I nodded again.

"Yeah, she's very beautiful." I told them smiling. I turned to my older daughters and showed them pictures of Vivia. She looked very much like Valerie in some pictures, when she was a baby.

"Can we meet her tomorrow?" Valerie asked, looking at me with her amber eyes.

"I already told you you can come with me to the hospital tomorrow." I said. They nodded and went to brush their teeth. I took off my coat and followed them upstairs. The all shared a bathroom, and I heard their voices behind the door. While I waited for them to finish brushing their teeth, I looked into Vivia's room. It was very neutral with the white walls and black and white furniture. I know, not the first choice for a baby's room but the result was more than okay – it was very beautiful and simple. Vivia had a simple oval black cot, a changing table and a closet waiting for her already. On the shopping list was still an armchair for Clary, or me, to help the feeding.

"Daddy! We're ready!" I heard Lex yelling from her room. I went to her room, since it was the nearest. Lex's room was right on the other side of the hallway from Vivia's room. Our bedroom was next to Vivia's and next to us was Valerie's. Jen's room was on the other side of the staircase, that was between hers and Alexandra's rooms, right in front of Valerie's room.

I kissed Alexandra's forehead, tucked her in tightly and turned off the lights.

"Good night, Lex. I love you" I whispered to her.

"Good night daddy, I love you too."

After tucking in Jen and Val I tiptoed to downstairs and slumped onto the couch. Dad handed me a glass. The liquid looked like whiskey. And it sure tasted like it too. I grimaced and dad laughed. A shiver ran through me as I put down the empty glass. I leaned my head against the back of the couch and closed my eyes – I had barely slept the night Clary was still unconscious. I had woken up to every single noise Vivia had made, always jumping up to make sure she was okay. I had fed her two time's that night, with the bottle the nurse gave me. I had changed her diaper once, and rocked her back to sleep after burping her.

I talked with Izzy and my parents awhile before they left, Izzy offered a lift to my parents' hotel. They promised to come to the hospital the next day with us. I watched as they drove away, until I didn't see them anymore and closed the door. I went to living room to watch TV before going to bed. I rang Alec and thanked him once more for being there with me. I really appreciated it. Alec and I had been really close when we were younger, but Melissa came between us. They hated each other and that put some distance between us. And I hated it.

Now it was great time to fix that, I wanted my big brother back into my life. Into my family's life. And I knew a perfect way to do that. Alec and I talked a long time on the phone, talking about his life, my life, his job, my job – everything. Alec was a succesfull lawyer in a bg company, he was living with his boyfriend Magnus. I've met him few times, Clary had too. But we didn't really know either of them. Magnus was a designer, he desiged party clothes for different events, from tight club-dresses to classy wedding dresses. I knew Isabelle and Magnus were good friends, and I knew Clary would like him too.

Alec told me they had lived in New York for many years, until now. They had moved here about two months ago – Magnus had got a job from a very known wedding magazine, he was their wedding dress designer. Alec asked me about Clary, how I had found her, where did she come from, the basic stuff. It was really great to talk to him, he was after all my big brother and I'd missed him.

Alec promised to stop by at the hospital the next day with Magnus. After talking with him for almost an hour, I called Clary.

"Hello?" Clary answered quietly. Vivia was apparently sleeping.

"Hey, my love. How are you two?" I asked, missing them. It was ridiculous – I had been them only a few hours ago. But I still missed them. I wanted my whole family home.

"We're fine. Jace you were here like three hours ago. Vivia woke up soon after you left – I fed her and she fell asleep again. That's basicly all that has happened. Oh, and I was allowed to go to the bathroom alone! YAY!" She laughed. I loved her laughter.

"Please look after yourself, for the next 12 hours at least, then I'm back there." I said and could almost see her rolling her eyes. "Hey, I'm serious. I don't want to receive a call from hospital, some nurse telling me you got your surgery wound ripped open."

"I know you're being serious. It's just so amusing. I'm already in hospital, this is the safest place to get the wound ripped!" I knew she was joking, but I wasn't laughing.

"I'm not laughing." I muttered to her.

"I can hear that." Clary said clearly amused. "Honey, I'll be just fine. You don't have to worry about my safety."

"I always worry about your safety."

"I know you do, Jace. And that's why I love you so much." Clary said. I smiled to myself. It was always nice to hear her saying that. "So, how are the girls?"

I told her how the girls where already wanting them home, and that we'd visit them tomorrow morning. Clary seemed to be happy to see the girls again. I knew she worried about their reactions, but I had assured they'd be fine.

"Oh, and Maia came back a little after you left. She took all the measures, and the foot print. Vivi didn't like that at all. If it's possible, she looked just like you when you're annoyed." Clary explained, I could sense her happiness. Maternity really suited her.

"Oh, every man on the planet will be lucky to have her here." I said, before it hit me. No. I had four daughters. Good things I was in good shape – I probably would need to scare a boiy or two away in future.

"Did you just now realised that you have four daughters? And that every single one of them will be bringing someone home at some point?" Clary laughed on the phone. She knew me all too well.

"Uh huh." I said, still in my thoughts.

"Hey, my doctor just came in to check my wound. He's tapping his foot impatiently right now, so I better go. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Clary said, sounding amused. Oh, her doctor was a "he".

"You better tell him you have a husband. At least a future one. I'm glad you've the ring on your finger." I said seriously.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure everyone here is very aware of that you are my husband. Alright, I'm going to hang up now. I love you. Good night, sleep well." Clary tried to be stern.

"I love you too. Kiss Vivi for me, will you? I'll see you tomorrow." I said and ended the call. Sighing I got up and walked quietly upstairs to go to bed. As soon as my head hit the pillows, I was asleep.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy wake up already! We want to meet our sister!" I opened my eyes and saw Jennifer jumping up and down on the bed.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm up!" I groaned and forced myself out of the bed while Jennifer went back downstairs. I put on grey pants and a white button up shirt, rolling up the sleeves. I glanced myself in the mirror, not bothering to even comb my hair.

The girls were already dressed, thank god for that. I was so not good with dressing them up. Valerie, like always, had put on her favourite jeans and a black long-sleeved shirt. Her blonde curly hair was hanging down on her shoulders but she seemed okay with that. I really wasn't good at doing their hairs.

Jennifer always wanted to put a dress or a skirt. And that's what she was wearing. At least she had put some leggings under the knee length white dress. And over the dress she had pulled on a grey cardigan.

Alexandra was a mixture of both of her sisters. She did like girly clothes, but she also liked wearing pants. And now she was wearing black jeans and a white sweater.

This was maybe the first time I approved all of their clothing – usually at least one of them tried to wear a summerdress, for example, in the middle of winter.

We ate the breakfast I made, before packing into the car and driving to hospital to see Clary and Vivia. We hadn't told them their little sister's name. We wanted it to be surprise for everyone else, and these three couldn't keep a secret, not even if their lives dependent on it.

Clary was currenlty feeding Vivia, lying on her side on the bed, Vivia lying on a pillow. I smiled at the sight. Clary looked much more well-rested than the other night, I guess she had been able to sleep well. She looked up from Vivia as she heard us entering the room. I had told the girls to be quiet, that Vivia might be sleeping.

"Hi girls! Come here!" Clary said happily, gently removing Vivia from her breast to her arms, while putting her breast back inside her hospital "dress". I felt a little growl rise from my throat as I looked at her. It killed me that we couldn't be having sex for really long time – her body needed to recover. Clary's eyes widened as she looked at me, obviosly hearing the growl. She tore her eyes off of me and sat up, grimacing a little - the surgery cut was still sore. I helped her into a sitting position, before kissing her quickly. I stroked Vivi's cheek before turning back to the girls who were still standing at the door.

"Come here." Clary repeated. She made room for the girls on the bed, and slowly the girls walked to the bed, climbing in. Clary lowered her arms, so the girls were able to see their little sister.

"She's so very small." Said Valerie and looked at me. I nodded to her and asked if she wanted to hold her.

"I'm not sure if I can. What if I drop her?" Val asked me, her serious eyes glued to mine.

"I'll help you. Don't worry, you're not going to drop her, okay?" I said, kneeling in front of her. She nodded unsurely but still put her arms like I had shown her. I took Vivia from Clary, who wrapped her arms around Jennifer and Alexandra to hug them.

I placed Vivia carefully on Valerie's arms, still holding onto her. Slowly I removed my hands from Vivia and let Valerie hold her by herself. Valerie sat on the bed, concentrating very hard, her whole body tensed. Little by little her body relaxed and I saw a little smile on her lips too. She looked up at me and smiled widely. I took my phone from my pocket and took a picture of them. They did look a lot like each other, like me. After a while I asked Jennifer and Alexandra if they wanted to hold her too. I took pictures of both of them with Vivi, before taking her finally into my arms.

Clary wanted to get out of the bed, so she suggested that she took the older girls to check the kids play room, to see if there was any books she could read to them. I was paying only a little part of my attention to them, and nodded as she got up and went to the door with the girls. I sat down on the armchair with Vivia and whispered sweet nothings to her, knowing she heard me but didn't understand a thing.

Clary POV

I walked to the door with the older girls, taking support on the door frame. Walking was still a bit unsure but I needed to get out of the bed. Maia had said last night that I'd be okay if I walked short distances at first, before extending the distance. I glanced back at Jace, who was now sitting on the armchair, next to my bed.

He was leaning against his knees, Vivia resting on his forearms. My heart pounded in my chest at the sight. I took my phone from the pocket of the hospital dress, taking a picture of them. It was maybe the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. I stared at them for a while before Jennifer tugged my sleeve.

"Clary, let's go!" she said impatiently. I smiled at them and walked them to the kids play room. They all chose one book each, and I read them out loud. Then they wanted to draw pictures to Vivia, which to me was extremely sweet. I was so relieved they took her in so well.

"Girls, listen. I hope you know that nothing's going to change, when your little sister and I come home. Having her does not mean I love you any less, you know? I love you as much as I love the new one, and nothing can change that." I said to them, looking seriously at them. They all nodded and Valerie came to hug me.

"We know that, daddy has said the same thing. I think it's cool to have a little sister!" Valerie assured. " And I love you too." She added. " We all do."

"Good. Now come here." I opened my arms and pulled them into a tight hug. The surgery cut still hurt like bitch but I had decided to ignore it. We pulled apart and made our way back to the room where Jace and Vivi were waiting for us. Jace was just changing Vivia's diaper. And she was screaming. On top of her lungs.

"Clary, why she's screaming like that?" Alexandra asked, covering her ears.

"She doesn't like changing the diaper." I told her and she nodded.

"Daddy, can't you make her stop!" Valerie yelled over Vivia's cries.

Jace muttered something under his breath and put on the last tape and put her clothes back on before lifting her back into his arms. Vivia was already a true daddy's girl. She never calmed down that quickly with me. Jace had some special connection with her, while I was the only one of us who could feed her.

Vivia fell asleep on her dad's arms and Jace put her down into her plastic crib and pulled the small blanket over her, making sure she was on her side and that the blanket was not too high on her body. I rolled my eyes at his carefulness but at the same time it warmed my heart to know he would always make sure she had everything alright. We spent time with the older girls, before Jace's parents knocked on the door.

Maryse bursted into tears as she took Vivia from the crib, with out permission. She cooed to her as she rocked her newest grandaughter in her arms gently before handing her to Robert carefully. It was a amusing sight – a tall dark-haired man with a tiny blonde baby in his arms.

Maryse and Robert told us they needed to go back to New York, but they'd be back soon. We hugged and said good byes to them. Isabelle came soon after Maryse and Robert had left, bringing Jace's brother and his boyfriend with her. I was so happy to finally get to known to Alec and Magnus. Jace had talked about them last night on the phone. I knew he had missed her brother, wanting him back into his life, into our lives.

"Hey, Alec. "I said and looked at Jace, who nodded his head. Alec looked up from Vivia in his arms.

"Yeah?"

"We, Jace and I, were just wondering if you wanted to be her godfather? Along Magnus of course!" I asked him. Alec looked first at me with widened eyes, then at Jace. His face broke into a huge smile, tears forming in his eyes. He nodded his head few time beofre he managed to get words out of his mouth.

"Of course! Yes, that would be an honor!" He said, looking happily at Magnus who was smiling widely as well, nodding too.

"Good." I said and took Jace's hand into mine.

He looked me straight into my eyes and slowly leaned down to kiss me. Yes, life was more than perfect at the moment, and I intended to keep it that way.

Yes! That was it! The chapter, I mean. Not the story. No, it's not done yet. I don't know for sure how many chapters there are left, but this was not the last one.

So, what did you think? I personally loved writing this chapter, I love writing about happy things. I remember when my little sisters were born – the oldest one of them is 12 years younger than me. I know. It's weird sometimes but I can imagine what my life would be like if I had siblings closer to my age. SO yeah, the oldest of them is 12 years younger than me, the second one is 14 years younger than me and the youngest one is 18 years younger than me. People always look at me funnily whenever I'm walking in the city with the 2-year-old sister – she could easily be my child, since I'm already 20 and it's not that unusual to have a kid at age of 18 nowadays.

Until next time,

xoxo,

/justbeautifulme33