HER GREEN EYES

by millsnichole22

INTENDED FOR MATURE READERS ONLY.

10. Chapter 10

Song List For This Chapter…

Blitzkrieg Bop-Ramones

Buzzcut Season-Lorde

Bedroom Wall-Banks

Flawed-Pop Evil

The Mirror And The Ripper-Volbeat

The Only Hope For Me Is You-My Chemical Romance

Bad Blood-Bastille

World Class Fuck Up-New Medicine

Take Over-Nick Jonas

Little Smirk-Theory Of A Deadman

Nirvana-Sam Smith

I Want You-Kings Of Leon

Eye Of The Needle-Sia

Little Things-One Direction

"Well folks, considering that she is only seven weeks along; it is hard to tell for certain if the fetus is in any danger but seeing where her stomach is bruised I can assure you that her injury is nowhere near the fetus. You see right now the fetus is so tiny that it is still located all the way down here; where it is protected by her pelvic bone."

The look in Clary's eyes mirror the way I feel; relieved.

"Is Clary going to be okay?"

"She will be just fine; you on the other hand could use a couple of stiches in that lip."

"No thank you doctor."

Clary squeezes my hand and I kiss her cheek feeling even more relieved that both her and the baby are going to be okay.

"It is my legal obligation to report violence against woman so I am going to need to know what happened here."

"He didn't hit me; my best friend was hitting Jace and when I tried to stop my friend from hitting Jace he accidentally elbowed me. So you see there is no violence against a woman to report; it was just an accident."

"Okay young lady you can go ahead and get dressed while your boyfriend fills out your insurance information at the front desk. Stay put though because a nurse will be in shortly with your discharge papers."

I give Clary a hug before I leave the room and twenty minutes later she walks out into the hall where I am sitting in a chair waiting for her.

"Are you all done with your discharge papers?"

"Yes, we are free to go now."

As we are pulling out of the hospital parking lot I can hear Clary softly laughing as she looks out the window.

"What are you laughing about over there Clary?"

"Do you know that the reason why they had you fill out my insurance papers is because they wanted to talk to me alone?"

"Why?"

"Because they thought without you in the room I might change my story about what happened."

"That's really not funny Clary; it's a good thing that they do that. Think about it; what if I really did hit you? You would have been too afraid to tell them that with me sitting right there; so they made me leave just in case you were lying."

"I'm sorry for laughing; you're right it isn't even funny. I think I am just so relieved that the baby is okay that maybe I am slightly crazy over it. I am so sorry that Simon hit you Jace."

"No baby, don't be sorry. I promise you that I am perfectly fine and I promise you that I will go see Simon and apologize for attacking him. Didn't you tell Simon you were pregnant?"

"No."

"Why? Isn't that part of the reason why you met him for coffee today?"

"I guess I just chickened out."

"Speaking of coffee; we never got to finish that conversation. "

"Relax Jace; it was decaf."

"Oh okay. I'm really sorry that Simon had to find out about the baby like that."

"I'm sorry about everything that happened after you spilled the beans but I am actually glad that I wasn't the one who told him. I don't think I would have ever been able to tell him."

"So you were just going to wait until your belly was sticking out and let him figure it out on his own?"

"That or I was going to ask you to tell him for me."

"Wow."

"You wouldn't have told him for me would you?"

"No way, he's your best friend and that would be your job to tell him you are pregnant. I would have gone with you though."

"Well none of that matters now because now he knows."

I insist that Clary let me carry her up to my room after we get back from the ER and I insist that she lay down for a while to rest. After I help her change into a pair of pajamas I tuck her into my bed and kiss her forehead.

"Jace, really I'm not tired."

"You don't have to go to sleep Clary…here's the remote; you can find something to watch on TV while you rest for a while. Stress isn't good for you or the baby."

"I'm really sorry about your car."

"Nothing that can't be fixed."

"At least it wasn't me who did it."

"Like that would make a difference."

"It might; you can't be mad at yourself but you could be mad at me."

"You, my sweet girl, are talking nonsense. I got to go now. I won't be gone long so I expect to find you right where I left you when I return."

"You're leaving? Where are you going?"

"I need to go see Simon."

"You two aren't going to fight again are you?"

I lean forward and kiss her cheek and tuck a lock of her red hair behind her ear with a smile on my face.

"There is no need to worry baby. I think all the fist flying is done and over with between Simon and I. I just want to apologize to him in person and to tell him that you and the baby are fine."

"Okay…if you bring me your stele I can fix your split lip for you."

"I can fix it later. Besides I want Simon to see what he did to my face…don't look at me like that Clary; I only want him to see what he did to me so I don't feel so bad about what I did to him."

"Boys…hurry back."

Seeing her roll her eyes in annoyance brings a grin to my face and my heart beat picks up in my chest. I am so overwhelmed with relief that her and the baby are okay that I press my lips to hers. I only meant to kiss her for a moment but when her fingers slide into my hair and her tongue runs along my lip; the kiss gets heated quickly. The fire that burns from our lips makes me almost forget what I was supposed to be doing; tasting the blood in my mouth from my split lip reminds me and I reluctantly break our kiss.

"I'll be back before you know it Baby. Now remember Clary; I love you but if you aren't still in this bed when I get back you are going to be in big trouble."

"I promise to get some rest. Maybe I will have a surprise for you when you get back."

"Really now? What kind of surprise?"

"I don't want to spoil the surprise for you but there is a possibility that I might not be wearing my pajamas when you come back." She purrs.

"I changed my mind; I can just go see Simon tomorrow." I purr right back at her.

"No! Please go see him now; I don't want him to worry any longer than he already has."

"See you in a little bit."

"I love you."

"I love you baby."

When I turn the light on in the garage; I finally get a good look at the damage that I did to my car. Son of a Bitch! I need a new door, a new front fender and I might get lucky enough to pull the dent out of the back quarter panel but the whole passenger side of the car will need a new paint job. Fifteen minutes of fighting through traffic later and I am now parked in front of Simon's apartment building. Finding the elevator to be broken; I take the stairs up to the seventh floor and knock on the door marked 7D. When Simon opens the door I am disappointed to see his unmarked face. Fucking vampires and their rapid healing powers.

"Hey…" He says shyly.

"Hey yourself. Can I come in?"

"S-sure if you want to. How is Clary?"

I flop onto his shitty second hand couch and prop my feet on his even shittier coffee table. I deliberately take my time running my hands through my hair a few times and then place my hands on my lap before looking at Simon. I might not have any intentions of getting into another fight with him and I am fully aware that him elbowing Clary was an accident but that doesn't mean I can't let him sweat a little bit.

"Clary is fine; she is at home resting."

"Thank g-g…damn it why can't I say that word? Is the…how is the…I didn't hurt the…shit."

"I can't understand a word you are saying Simon. Spit it out already."

"Is the baby okay?"

"Yes the baby is fine. I just want you to know that I'm sorry for hitting you Simon but when you hit Clary with your elbow I guess I just lost it."

"I'm sorry for hitting you; when you said the word baby…well I guess I lost it too. What I want to know is why you weren't even fighting back when I was on top of you?"

"You are her best friend; I guess you had the right to hit me for getting her pregnant. Besides you didn't try to stop me when I attacked you after you elbowed her."

"Yeah I know; I think I figured that if I did hurt Clary or her baby then maybe I deserved whatever beating you gave me."

"Well everything is just fine now. Clary and our baby are just fine."

"I just now realized something, that's why you were annoying the hell out of me today about her. You are always protective of Clary but now that she is pregnant you are going to be a nightmare from now on aren't you?"

"Yeah…most likely."

"How did it happen?"

"I am assuming you mean how did I knock up your best friend?"

"Let me guess you just found out the hard way that the pull-out method doesn't work?"

"Who actually thinks the pull-out method works?" I shake my head in disbelief.

"Dumb asses that have unwanted children." Simon says flatly.

"First of all stop calling me a dumb ass and second of all don't you dare call my baby unwanted. Look I am trying so damn hard to not be an asshole to you right now so just watch what you say to me okay."

"Wait; let me get this straight. You meant to get Clary pregnant?"

"No, of course not."

"Then how did it happen?"

"Let me start by say that I have always, always practice safe sex. I have never in my life had sex without a condom but Clary…well she told me she was on the birth control shot and I love her so I figured I didn't need to use condoms with her anymore."

"Clary lied to you about being on the shot?" His voice is heavy with disappointment.

"No Simon, Clary didn't lie to me."

"Then how the hell did she get pregnant?"

"Her last shot came from a defective batch. The doctor sent out a letter but she threw the letter away without reading it because she mistook it for a payment reminder."

"Shit…that…well that kind of sucks doesn't it?"

"It's still a bit of a shock for us to be honest. We just found out yesterday."

"How far along is she?"

"Seven weeks."

"So there is still time to do something about it then?"

"So help me god Simon if you say the word…no…no even I can't say that word again. Clary and I are going to raise this baby together. It's going to be hard and scary as hell but we are committed to doing whatever we need to do to raise our child."

"You're right about that Jace; it will be hard to raise a child. The two of you are so young and you have only been dating for two months. Do you realize that you were only together for a week when she got pregnant?"

"I am familiar with addition and subtraction yes. Look Simon, I love her and I realize I don't have the best track record when it comes to girls but Clary is different. I have never felt the way about anyone like I feel about her. She means the world to me; she is all I am ever going to want. I don't even see other girls anymore. She needs to know that you will still want to be her friend even though she is pregnant. I know the only reason why she chickened out about telling you she was pregnant is because she's worried you will be disappointed in her or something."

"Of course I will still be her friend. Maybe if there were different circumstances behind her getting pregnant I might be slightly disappointed in her or you even but by the sounds of it; this is all some kind of horrible misfortune. I love her too you know."

"I am fully aware of the love you have for my girlfriend."

"Stop it Jace. I don't feel that way about her anymore. I love her as a friend; I love her as a sister. Izzy is the one I…"

"Love? Were you going to say that you love my sister?"

"When can I see Clary? I want to tell her I am sorry in person and I want her to know that I am still her friend and that I will be here for her for whatever she needs."

"You completely dodged my question you know. You can see Clary tomorrow if you want to; I should probably get home to see how she is."

"I thought you said she was fine."

"She is but that whole incident in front of the institute was stressful on her and she needs to have as little stress as possible; it's not good for her or the baby. I put her to bed before I came here but she is a stubborn little thing and I have a feeling she won't be where I left her."

"She is definitely stubborn; she always has been that way and probably always will be."

"I hope you're right about that. I love her stubborn side; even though sometimes she can be a little too stubborn I wouldn't change her for the world."

"She really loves you Jace; she has been in love with you pretty much from her first day at the institute."

"I know."

"If you love her and you knew that she loved you then why did it take the two of you six months to get together?"

"I guess you could say that we were both in denial about our feelings."

"She told me about the night she lost her virginity; told me that she got scared and ran away from you."

"She didn't say that."

"Say what?"

"Lost or lose. She doesn't like those words."

"You're right she didn't use those words…she said 'Simon, I'm not a virgin anymore; I had sex with Jace.' Those were her exact words when she told me. I told her she was stupid to have had sex with you and I told her she should go to the clinic to get bloodwork done to makes sure she didn't catch anything nasty from you."

"Considering my track record I will try my best not to be offended by that."

"No but Clary sure was. She slapped the shit out of me and she screamed so loud at me that it hurt my ears."

"That's my girl."

"Yeah…I wouldn't have expected anything less from her."

"Not that it matters or anything but when exactly did she tell you about that?"

"About six weeks ago; two weeks after you two started officially dating so I guess a month after it happened. Ironically right after she got done slapping me and screaming at me is when she told me that you two were dating and that you were…gag…in love. Now there is new irony to add to the situation considering she was a week pregnant with your child at the time."

"The two weeks between that first time with her and when we finally told each other how we felt were the worst two weeks of my life; of her life too."

"Trust me I know; Izzy gave me updates on Clary every day for a week. I went almost two weeks without seeing her or talking to her and it drove me crazy that I couldn't just walk into her room at the institute and shake the shit out of her. The two weeks following that weren't much better; we talked on the phone and we text but I still didn't see her. Not seeing her face for almost an entire month was hard on me; if it wasn't for Izzy reassuring me every day that Clary was happy as ever I probably would have lost my mind."

"I didn't know she didn't see you for almost a month; but now that I think about it we didn't really leave my room for the first two weeks either."

"Hey now! I don't need to hear that stuff."

"Sorry Simon. I am really sorry that she stayed away from you for so long."

"Water under the bridge now Jace. She is happy with you and that's all I care about."

"Can I ask you something Simon?"

"Yeah, go ahead."

"That night I called you for help; when I was too drunk to find my way home; why were you so nice to me? You had ample opportunity to bust my balls the whole way home but you didn't."

"Yeah, I know but something about the look in your eyes told me you were going through something at the time."

"I was slowly losing my mind a little each day. Clary had me so confused and torn up that I couldn't sleep; hell I couldn't even think straight. I couldn't understand why she left my room that night. I couldn't understand why she refused to talk to me and she was so damn angry."

"She feels really bad for what she put you through you know."

"To use your words from earlier; water under the bridge."

"I wonder what Clary's mother would think about her being pregnant if she were still alive?"

Simon mentioning Clary's dead mother makes me slightly uncomfortable; makes me think about my dead parents. My mother died before I was born; I was cut out of her stomach. Since I never knew my mother I really don't have much in the way of feeling when I think about her. My father is a different story though. I was only ten years old when I saw my father murdered right in front of me. Clary's mother was crossing the road one day when she was hit by a garbage truck. Clary told me that after a week on life support the doctors finally convinced her that her mother was only being kept alive by the machines; they said she was brain dead. An hour after Clary's mother passed away Catarina Loss told her that she was a shadowhunter. Catarina is a warlock who was close with Clary's mother and Clary's mother had given Catarina specific instructions to tell Clary who she really was if anything ever happened to her. Poor Clary's life was already turned upside down when she lost her mother but to find out the same day that she had Angels blood running through her veins must have been overwhelming for her.

"You knew her. How do you think she would have reacted to the news?"

"She would have flipped out and you wouldn't have any balls left probably."

"Ouch…can we leave my balls out of our conversation please?"

"Fair enough."

"I get that she would have flipped out but do you think she would have come around? Do you think she would have been there for Clary?"

"Eventually yes. Jocelyn loved Clary more than anything in the world."

"Do you know anything about Clary's father? I have wanted to ask her about him but I get the feeling that it might be a touchy subject."

"Clary's dad died when she was two years old; his death was hard on Jocelyn. When he died Jocelyn left the life of fighting demons and ran away to New York to start a new life with her baby girl. I only know this because Catarina told Clary and Clary told me. Clary struggles with the whole situation. She feels guilty for her ill feeling towards her mother for keeping her from her true life. Did you know that Jocelyn picked moving to New York because there was an institute here?"

"No I didn't know that. I can understand why Clary would have ill feeling towards her mother; I know I do."

"You do? Why?"

"Do you have any idea how dangerous it was for Clary to not be under the protection of the Clave? She could have been killed walking home from your house almost every night. Jocelyn had no right to keep Clary from her life but I can understand her intentions were good. I understand that Jocelyn thought getting out of the life of a shadowhunter was her way of trying to protect Clary. I have very mixed feeling about it to be honest with you."

"Do you realize that you have been here for almost a full hour and not once have you called me bloodsucker?"

"I am trying to be a better person Simon; Clary loves you and I know it upsets her when I call you names. I can't guarantee I won't slip from time to time but Simon is the only name I plan on calling you from now on."

"Do I have to stop calling you Angel boy or golden eyed goon?"

"I can only control myself; what you do is up to you."

"I do you know?"

"What are you talking about Simon?"

"Love your sister. I love Izzy."

"Have you told her that?"

"No."

"Why not? What's stopping you?"

"She doesn't feel the same way about me. There will never be any kind of real future for the two of us so I guess I don't tell her how I feel because I don't want what we do have to end just yet."

"How do you know she doesn't feel the same way about you? Do you realize that Izzy has never dated anyone longer than a week or two? You two have been hot and heavy for eight months now; I told Izzy that was like marriage for her."

"Don't get me wrong Jace we have fun together. We don't go a single day without…well since you are her brother I will spare you the details but we enjoy being together. I think a big part of the reason why Izzy keeps me around is because she does know that there is no future for us."

"I think you are wrong about that but I guess my opinion doesn't really matter."

"To me it does. Your opinion matters to me. All I want is approval from you and Alec."

"We haven't killed you so I think that is all the approval you should need from me and Alec."

"Do you really think she loves me?"

"I think you are blind."

"But do you though?"

"You should ask her that question. Look this has been…well not exactly fun but not terrible either so before it can get terrible I think this would be a good time for me to leave."

"Please tell Clary to call me tomorrow."

"Will do. See you later Simon."

"Oh and just so you know. I am here for you too Jace; you know for what it's worth."

"Thanks." I mumble.

Simon has his hand out as though he wants to shake my hand; I shove my hands in my pockets to give him the hint that I won't be shaking his hand. Fuck just because I am trying to not call him names anymore and even though I have enjoyed (I will never admit this out loud) our conversation doesn't mean I have to shake his hand. If I start shaking his hand on regular basis it will only be a matter of time before the little fucker thinks he can promote a handshake to a hug. I pull one of my hands out of my pocket and open his door and leave without shaking his damn hand. I hear him shout goodbye down the hall and I just wave over my shoulder without looking at him.

After I pick up a pizza I head back to the institute and I am surprise to find Clary right where I left her. She smiles sweetly at me but her eyes are glassy like she had been crying. I quickly sit the pizza box down on my dresser and sit on the bed before taking her face between my hands.

"What's wrong baby? Why were you crying?"

"Nothing's wrong; it was the movie I was watching that made me teary eyed. How did things go with Simon? You were gone a lot longer than I thought you would be."

I kiss her forehead and both of her cheeks and she runs her warm hand across my face; I close my eyes for a moment and enjoy her touch.

"Things went fine with Simon; he wants you to call him tomorrow."

"I will call him in the morning before I go to the training room."

"Excuse me? What do you mean?"

"Jace, just because I am pregnant doesn't mean I can't go to the training room. Before you start your lecture on me; just hear me out okay? I know there are a lot of things I won't be allowed to do during this pregnancy but I can at least use the treadmill and do some light exercises to keep in some kind of shape. If I lay around in bed for the rest of my pregnancy all the hard work I have done will have been for nothing; it will be like starting all over again."

"Okay."

"That's it? Just okay? No argument or protest at all?"

"I think I will choose my battles wisely with you Clary. I think it's great that you want to continue to spend time in the training room; staying in shape will be good for your labor. I trust you not to push yourself too hard."

"How do you know that?"

"I know you wouldn't want anything to happen to our baby so I trust you to pace yourself."

"No not that. How do you know me staying in shape will be good for my labor?"

"I read it on the internet."

"When did you do that?"

"Yesterday when I was in my room. I needed to think about everything but all these questions kept popping in my head about you and the baby. I spent a good hour and a half reading up on pregnancy and labor."

"Wow, so there is a good possibility that you know more about this than I do; all I got is a couple of brochures from the clinic."

"I plan on reading as much information as I can find. Do you want a piece of pizza?"

"What did you get on it?"

"Pineapple and Canadian bacon."

"Yum…I will take two pieces then."

I grab the box of pizza and a roll of paper towels from my bathroom and sit the pizza box on the end of my bed. Clary crawls out of the blankets and snatches a slice of pizza before I can even hand her a napkin.

"I forgot to grab something to drink. I will run downstairs and get us something. What would you like to drink?"

"A glass of milk please."

"Uh…I don't know if we have any milk; what would be your second choice?"

"Just a bottle of water then."

"Okay baby; I'll be right back."

She just nods at me because her mouth is full of pizza as I walk out of our bedroom. Hey look at that; that is the first time I called my bedroom our bedroom. I have a huge grin on my face at this new idea of my room being our room and my bed being our bed. Everything of mine is now ours. I couldn't be happier about this fact.

"What the hell are you grinning about?"

"Just happy. What are you up to Alec?"

"I was just heading over to see Magnus. Izzy told me what happened today; is Clary okay?"

"Yeah she's fine; the baby too."

"How about you Jace? How are you doing?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me."

"I know and if I feel the need to talk to you I will I promise. I am good though; really good actually."

"Have you talked to Em?"

"Fuck! No, I probably should call her shouldn't I?"

"Well yeah. I mean she is your friend Jace."

I pull my phone out of my pocket just as we step off the elevator and dial Emma's number as I wave goodbye to Alec.

"Hey Jace, how are you?"

"I'm doing good Em. Look I don't have a lot of time to talk but I just wanted to apologize for yesterday."

"There is no need to apologize. I take it you and Clary were able to work things out then?"

"Yes. Clary and I are fine; we are going to raise our baby together."

"That's…I mean that's great Jace; scary but great."

"It is great."

"You're not scared anymore?"

"Shitless Emma; I'm scared shitless but I am also getting excited about seeing her belly get bigger every day. I can't wait for the day when I can feel my baby moving in her belly."

"Awe Jace. Look I have some kind of strange moisture in my eyes so seeing how everything is all good on the east coast I will let you go."

"Okay you bawl baby, talk to you soon. Love you Em."

"Love you, you asshole."

When I get back to our bedroom I can't help but laugh because Clary has managed to eat half of the pizza while I was gone. I hand her the glass of milk and grab a slice of pizza from the box before lying on my side across the side of the mattress. We eat our pizza in comfortable silence and when Clary eyes up the last piece of pizza I pick it up and hand it to her before putting the empty box by the door so I can take it downstairs the next time I go down.

I'm in the bathroom brushing my teeth when Clary comes in and bumps me to the side so she can brush her teeth with me at the sink. I rinse my toothbrush and turn to leave the bathroom but Clary; in a very un-ladylike manor; grabs my crotch with her hand as she wipes her mouth off on the towel. Her tight grip on me is almost painful but I allow her to pull me towards her as she leans on the sink. My eyes go wide when she hops up on the counter and pulls me to her mouth. Her kiss is fast and hungry as she quickly undoes my pants.

Fuck! What has gotten in to her? A better question would be why don't I have her pants off yet? She wraps her arms around my shoulders tightly as I lift her hips off the sink and remove her pants and underwear. As soon as I sit her back on the counter her hands leave my shoulders to pull my length out of my boxers and she pulls my shaft to the opening of her center wanting me inside of her. She cries out when I enter her not so gently but her hands are wild on my body and she has my ear between her lips. I being to pump into her at a steady pace and when she breathes in my ear that she wants me to go faster; I do as I am asked and pump faster into her. When she asks me to go even faster I hesitate for a moment but quickly recover as I being to pump faster than I ever have with her before.

Clary's body starts to shake and she end up letting go of me to press her palms against the counter to keep herself from falling off the sink. Half the shit on the counter goes crashing to the floor when I shift my hands to grip her tighter so she won't fall. My right hand grips the back of her neck while my left hand winds around her lower back and grips her hip tightly as I pump into her. With my strong arms preventing her from slipping off the sink she removes her palms from the counter and end up knocking more shit to the floor before she wraps her arms around my shoulders. Her release comes on hard and fast and her moans are loud inside of our bathroom.

As she is coming down off her orgasm I start to slow my pumping but she begs me to keep my speed and within a few minutes I spill into her as I climax more intensely that I ever have before. My legs are shaking and my breathing is so heavy that I pull out of her and sit down on the bathroom floor. The room feels like its spinning and I feel so light headed that I lay down on the floor as I continue to try to control my ragged breathing. I look up to see Clary leaning against the mirror with the look of pure bliss on her face. With what little energy I have I sit up enough to pull my t-shirt off and toss it to her. I smile at her as she uses my t-shirt to wipe off her legs and her cheeks blaze a bright red color as she hops down off the sink. I continue to lay on the floor as I watch her put her pajama bottoms back on; leaving her underwear on the floor. Fuck she is so damn sexy. I can hardly move from my exertion yet the thought of her not wearing any underwear fills my body with new excitement.

"How long are you going to lay on the floor?"

"Dunno…" I mumble.

She pulls my boxers back up and fastens my pants before she straddles my hips as she places her hands on my stomach. She smiles sweetly at me and starts to lean forward to I assume kiss me but suddenly she freezes and slaps her hand across her mouth just as she gags loudly. She quickly scrambles across the bathroom floor and reaches the toilet just in time for her mouth to spill out milk and pizza. I get to her as fast as I can so I can hold her hair as she continues to retch loudly. Fuck the smell hits my nose and I have to look away as I breathe through my mouth to keep from throwing up my own pizza on the back of her head. A few minutes later she is no longer retching but she keeps her face over the toilet; not trusting it to be over yet. Holding her hair in one hand I reach over and flush the toilet and have to stretch to pull the towel off the counter and then hand it to Clary. She uses the towel to wipe her face off and then she pulls away from the toilet and I let go of her hair as she leans against the wall.

"You okay baby?"

"That came out of nowhere."

"Maybe we should refrain from such strenuous activity after we eat from now on."

"But it was so-oh good though."

I can't help but laugh at the smile on her face as she remembers what happened in here only a little while ago.

"I couldn't agree more with you there."

"I don't know what came over me. One minute I am just brushing my teeth and the next minute I couldn't get you inside of me fast enough."

"Well whatever it was it was fantastic; my fucking legs are still shaking. You're okay aren't you? That was really fast and I wasn't exactly gentle about entering you."

"I'm okay; better than okay actually but I smell like throw up."

"It's probably in your hair; I tried to get to you as fast as I could."

"You didn't have to do that but thank you."

"I'm happy to hold your hair for you whenever you feel the need to throw up. I can't promise I won't shove you out of the way to throw up with you sometimes; depending on what you eat. That milk and pizza combo was pretty rough."

"It tasted much better the first time around."

"Yuck, that's gross."

"Sorry…I think between the big glass of milk you gave me and that last piece of pizza; it was all just too much."

"Oh, so now it's my fault?"

"Well, no but it's always nice to blame someone else for your problems." She giggles.

"Okay, I'll take the blame this time but next time it's all on you."

"Oh my god! Look at the mess we made."

I glance over my shoulder to see the contents of the sink counter all over the bathroom floor.

"Might I remind you that if you didn't have so much junk on the counter; we wouldn't have made such a mess. Honesty Clary, what the hell is all that shit? Before you took up residence in here I never had a single thing sitting on the counter; that's what the drawers and medicine cabinet are for."

"If the counter wasn't meant to have things sitting on it then why is it so big? I just don't see why I need to waste my time rooting through the drawers for the things I use every day when I can just leave it on the counter. I guess I can put some of the stuff away if it bothers you that much."

"No don't do that; this is your bathroom too."

It only takes me about two minutes to gather everything off the floor and place it back on the counter; once I am done I sit back on the floor and press my back against the wall. Clary has a strange look on her face.

"Why are you looking at me like that Clary?"

"Really? You feel that way?"

"What? Oh you mean when I said you didn't have to put any of your stuff away?"

"No, what you said about this being our bathroom instead of just yours."

"Of course I do. Everything of mine is yours Clary."

"So…your bedroom is our bedroom? Your bed is our bed?"

"Everything Clary."

"What about…"

"Woman you own my heart and you keep a special place in your heart just for me; that's all I care about so nothing else in the world matters to me. These are just rooms and the stuff inside of them is just for comfort and convenience everything else is just unimportant material possessions; none of those things are as important to me as you are."

Color pools on her cheeks and she ends up glancing at the floor because of how intense my eyes are on her; she is lost for words from my confession about how much she really means to me. I stand up and hand her the bottle of mouthwash so she can rinse her mouth out before I walk across the room and turn the shower on. After I strip my jeans and boxers off; I pull her up off the floor and help her out of her clothes. We take turns washing each other in the shower and now she is sitting on the toilet with a towel wrapped around her while she brushes her long red hair. I drink in the sight of her long wet hair; not wanting to miss that exact moment where the air and steam make it begin to curl.

"Why are you staring at me Jace?"

"When aren't I staring at you Clary? You are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on; my eyes can't get enough of looking at you."

"Are you trying to make me throw up again?"

"Wow! Really Clary? Am I not allowed to say nice things to you; tell you how I feel?"

"Don't be so sensitive Jace; I was only joking."

"Fuck…I can take a joke but that particular joke hurt my feelings. I know you say you were just joking but remember I know you Clary and I know how insecure you are about your body. Maybe your little joke was a defense mechanism to hide your insecurities and not really a joke at all?"

I watch her as she absently brushes the end of her hair; her green eyes are focused on the floor and her mouth is turned down in a frown. She can be sad all she wants to be but she knows that what I said was the truth; the truth hurts sometimes. Part of me wants to walk across the room and kiss that frown off of her mouth but a bigger part of me (fucking emotions anyhow) wants to leave the bathroom. I end up leaving the bathroom only to return quickly with one of my clean t-shirts in my hand. Her green eyes are full of regret when I pull her up off the toilet; she continues to look at me as I pull her towel off and then slide my t-shirt on over her head. I take her tiny hand in mine and pull her along behind me to our bed where I lay down and pull her to my side. After pulling the blankets over our bodies; I reach over and grab the remote to turn on the TV.

After flipping through all of the channels three times I finally give up and just leave it on some documentary about Gorilla's. Ten minutes later I have to turn the volume down on the TV so that I can ask Clary to repeat what she was just whispering to me.

"What did you say baby? The TV was too loud so I couldn't hear you."

"I said I am really sorry for hurting your feelings. You say such sweet things to me and not only am I unable to find the right words to respond to you but then I have to make stupid jokes."

"It's okay."

"No it really isn't okay Jace; you are completely right about what you said. I am insecure with my body and I really need to start working on that especially since my body will be changing a lot throughout my pregnancy."

"Just so you know; I will love every single one of those changes. When are you going to get it in that stubborn little head of yours that I adore you? There isn't a single part of you inside or out that I don't cherish Clary; even your stubbornness."

"See…when you say things like that I don't know what to say back to you. I feel like anything I could say would just sound stupid."

"No it wouldn't. You don't have to say things like I do; one look in your eyes tells me all I need to know about how you feel. I can read you like a book Clary; I do my best to let you see how I feel about you when I look at you but I was so closed off from the world before you came along that I feel the need to tell you what kind of thoughts are floating around in my head."

"I love you so much Jace."

"I love you too baby." I kiss her forehead and squeeze her tighter against my side.

"I promise to try harder to be more positive about my body."

"Did you ever do what I asked you to do?"

"When? Asked me what?"

"Remember when I asked you to stand in front of your mirror and take the time to really look at your body? Did you ever do that?"

"Oh yeah I remember that. I sort of did what you asked me to."

"What do you mean you sort of did what I asked you to?"

"After I got out of the shower I stood in front of the mirror but I only looked at myself for probably less than a minute before giving up and getting dressed."

"What do you mean giving up?"

"I just kept seeing all the negative things about my body and I know that you wanted me to see myself the way you do but I just couldn't."

"Since you are taking showers with me now and since you finally…and I do mean finally let me go down on you; I guess I figured things were getting better for you."

"I really am trying Jace. All those things you said to me in the shower makes me think differently about how I look."

"Not that I am trying to stroke my own ego or anything; but what do you see when you look at me?"

"You mean in general or when you are naked?"

"Which ever."

"Well in general I think you are the most beautiful member of the male species that I have ever seen. You have the most unique color of eyes; I think I could look into them all day. You have such strong hands that are so gentle on my body yet you aren't afraid to hold me tight at all the right moments; don't get me started on those long fingers of yours. Your smile makes me melt no matter what is going on around me and how on earth do you get your eyebrows to move the way they do?"

"What about my long fingers?" I purr.

"Stop!" She squeals.

"Okay, I'll stop. Tell me about what you see when I am naked." My tone is playful.

"Oh god, I can see where this will end up going."

"What do you mean?"

"If I start talking about how hot your body is; we might need another shower."

"Is there a problem with that? You know one can never take too many showers."

"I am still trying to recover from what went on in the bathroom an hour ago."

"Me too. Fuck here I am an hour later and my legs aren't shaking anymore but they feel like jelly."

Clary lifts her head off of my chest and begins to run her tiny hand across my waist as she kisses my skin softly. Her warm tongue slides over my hipbone as her fingers inch their way towards my growing shaft.

"Mmm…I almost forgot that you were naked; what a nice treat for me." Her voice is low and throaty.

Her fingers are floating teasingly over my hardness and my hips lift off the mattress on their own accord and a moan escapes my throat when she grips my length in her hand as her kisses travel lower down my hip. Fuck! What is she doing?

"Shiiiit…you drive me crazy Clary." I groan.

She makes a soft humming noise as she continues to kiss my skin and I can't help my heavy breathing as she begins to stroke my length in her hand.

"Thought you were still trying to recover?" Even though I ask her that question the tone in my voice is begging her not to stop what she is doing.

"That doesn't mean I can't find out how you taste." She purrs.

"Fuck Clary! Are you really going to take me in your mouth?" Christ I sound desperate.

She answers my pathetic plea by sliding her wet tongue over the tip of my shaft and my body shudders from the sensation. All the sex we have had in the two months we have been together has been amazing but I love how she is now wanting to explore my body further. Maybe she is doing this because of how good I made her feel when I went down on her? Whatever her reasoning is doesn't really matter; what matters is that she keeps teasing my shaft with her lips and her tongue. Just when I think she might finally take me in her mouth she lets go of my length and lifts her head to look at me; it takes everything in me not to push her head back down to my aching shaft.

"I'm not sure I can do this Jace."

"You don't have to baby." Fuck I can't keep the disappointment out of my voice.

"I want to but…"

"But what Clary?"

"Well my mouth is only so big and well then there is this." She waves her hand over my erection and I fight the urge to laugh at her genuine dilemma.

"Just use your hand." I attempt to sound seductive but the sound of defeat is heavy in my voice.

"Just my hand and not my mouth?"

"Both." I manage to purr sexily to her as I run my finger through her red hair.

Without another word she grips my length in her hand and takes me in her mouth in one swift movement and my throat makes a noise I don't think I have ever made before. With a couple of strokes she manages to match her mouth with the same stroking as her hand and when I feel her teeth drag painfully across the underside of my shaft; I suck in a sharp breath.

"Don't stop Clary but please watch your teeth okay."

From the glow of the TV I can see her cheeks are bright red with embarrassment but to my surprise she makes a slight adjustment with her lips and continues to stroke me with her mouth and hand. Fuck! What is she doing with her tongue? God that feels good. My hand rest gently on the back of her head as it moves up and down between my thighs. She keeps using her free hand to push her hair out of her face so I take both of my hands and slide my fingers into her hair; I use my fingers to twist her hair around one of my hands to keep it out of her face. I slide my other hand across her cheeks and stroke her cheek with my thumb; I feel the muscles in her jaw flexing as she strokes me with her mouth. When she raises her green eyes to look up at me as she continues her delicious mouth movements she looks so fucking sexy that I nearly spill into her mouth just by the way she is looking at me. Her eyes are telling me thank you for holding her hair and I hope she can see the look of pure pleasure in my eyes as I stare back at her.

"By the Angel that feels good baby." I groan.

Her green eyes flutter closed as she increases her speed; she keeps her pace as she shifts her body so that she is sitting on her knees. Her free hand is sliding over my stomach and my ribs; only adding to my pleasure. My fingers tighten their grip on her hair as my hips begin to jerk from her stroking. Fuck I am trying so hard not to move my hips; I am afraid that if I move my hips too much she might take me too far into her mouth and end up gaging on my length. I have to tighten the muscles in my legs and curl my toes to keep my hips from bucking off the mattress. Once again I am overwhelmed by the intense chemistry between the two of us; even though this is the first time she has ever done this before; it's the most amazing thing I have ever felt before; with the exception of the absolute bliss I feel being inside of her. Within minutes I no longer have control over my body or the noises that are coming out of my mouth as she increases her speed once again. Fuck I feel like the room is moving and my body aches from all my tense muscles.

"S-slow d-down…I-I'm getting close baby… I can't…fuck…oh fuck I'm going to cum in your mouth…"

She ignores my pleas and my warnings and her movements freeze when I spill into her mouth. She is trying so hard to swallow but she has tears in her eyes from her repeated gaging that she can't control. I can hardly move but I manage to push her body off of mine so she can hang her head over the side of the bed.

"Spit it out on the floor…go ahead…I will clean it up." My breathing is still so erratic that I'm not even sure she can understand what I am saying to her.

She gags once more and then spits all over the floor before holding her hand over her mouth and then jumps off the bed before she runs to the bathroom and slams the door shut behind her. After rolling off the bed I weakly walk to my dresser and grab the roll of paper towels so I can clean the floor. After I wipe the floor clean I toss the soiled paper towels into my trash can and turn the nob on the bathroom door only to find it locked. I knock softly and wait for a response. Nothing. I think I can hear her say something but then again the sounds I can hear from the bathroom also sound a lot like crying.

"Open the door please." I attempt to keep my voice gentle.

Waiting…

"Clary, come on open this door."

Still waiting…

"Baby are you crying in there?"

Growing slightly impatient…

"Sweetheart I am so sorry if you are sick in there but I just want you to know how much I enjoyed that."

Fuck now I'm getting pissed…

"Please don't push me away." I am surprised at how sad my voice is even though I am angry right now.

I hear the click of the lock but she doesn't open the door; waiting a few seconds I turn the nob and open the door. Clary is sitting on the floor and she is leaning her head against the clothes hamper as she rips apart a wad of toilet paper on her lap. Her eyes are moist and she continues to sniffle but she isn't crying anymore. I walk over and hold my hand out to her.

"Come here baby."

She just looks up at my hand and then she looks into my eyes.

"Please." I coo softly and give her a warm smile.

The corner of her mouth jerks up but she purses her lips to keep from returning my smile as she gets up off the floor. I step forward and pull her body to my naked chest.

"You okay baby? Did you get sick again?"

"No."

"No you're not okay or no you didn't get sick again?"

"I didn't get sick again…almost but no."

"Are you okay then?"

"I'm embarrassed."

"Don't be please."

"What an epic fail that was right?"

"No way Clary! That was fucking amazing. Who gives a shit about you spitting on the floor; I did try to warn you."

"So what was I supposed to do? Get you that close and just leave you hanging?"

"Well no but you could have finished with your hand. You of all people should know how well my t-shirts double as cleaning rags." I chuckle and breathe a sigh of relief when I feel her body shake with her own laughter.

"So other than making disgusting gaging noises and spitting all over your floor I did okay?"

"Dear god woman; so much better than okay. I am really hoping that even though you spit on the floor you might still want to do that again sometime."

"At least next time I will know what to expect. I'm happy I made you feel good."

"So fucking good. Now not only are my legs shaking again but now I feel dizzy; in a good way I promise."

"Maybe you should go lay down before you pass out."

Clary and I leave the bathroom and go crawl into bed where I pull her to my side and she drapes her thigh across my hips as she runs her hands over my waist.

"Jace?"

"Yeah baby?"

"I just want you to know that I was only having trouble swallowing because there was too much in my mouth not because you tasted bad."

"You liked the way it tasted?"

"I wouldn't go that far but it wasn't terrible either. I haven't brushed my teeth yet and I can still taste you in my mouth; do you want to kiss me and find out for yourself?"

"Bring me those lips; I would never turn down a chance to kiss you."

Our lips melt into each other's and her warm tongue slides into my mouth where it meets mine. Our kiss is slow and sensual and the only reason why I break our kiss is because she begins to giggle in my mouth.

"Something funny?"

"Can you taste yourself?"

"Yes."

"Do you like it?"

"Not really but I love kissing you; you taste so much better than I do."

"I actually agree with you on that subject."

"Are you saying you like the taste of yourself Clary?"

"Maybe."

"Holy fuck that's hot."

"Seriously?"

"Slide your hand down about six inches and you will feel just how hot I think that is."

She doesn't slide her hand down but she nuzzles her face into my neck and cuddles close to my side. I begin to rub her back and she yawns against my neck.

"You sleepy?"

"Yes very sleepy."

"Me too; let's go to sleep." I yawn.

"What time is it anyhow?"

"It's actually almost nine."

"Oh not as early as I thought it was then. Yes let's go to sleep; we have training tomorrow."

"Goodnight baby."

"Goodnight."

I wake up before my alarm goes off and I slip out of bed without waking Clary up. After I dress quickly I make my way downstairs to find something to eat before I go to the training room. I am fucking starving this morning. Between Clary eating most of the pizza last night and our physical activity I feel like I could eat half a cow right now. Christ someone needs to go the damn store; there is hardly anything in the kitchen to eat. Finding that there is no milk left; I end up just eating handfuls of cereal out of the box while I scramble the last two eggs in a pan. When the toaster pops out the last piece of bread; I smear butter on it and place it on the plate beside the eggs. Grabbing the…you guessed it…last banana; I quickly cut it up and put it on the plate before heading back upstairs.

Once inside our bedroom I sit the plate of food down and kiss Clary's forehead as I gently stroke her cheek with my thumb.

"You gonna wake up sweetie?"

"Did I sleep through the alarm?"

"No I shut it off before it could go off. Are you hungry?"

"Starving."

"Sit up; I brought you some breakfast."

She sits up and I hand her the sad plate of food.

"Sorry this is all I could scrape up for you; I think I will go get some groceries after I'm done training. There needs to be food in this house for you at all times."

"This will be just fine thank you. As sweet as it is that you brought me breakfast in bed I hope you know you don't have to do this all the time."

"I know. I need to get to the training room before Alec starts screaming at me. Enjoy your breakfast and I will see you later okay."

"Love you."

"I love you baby."

Off to the training room I go. With the help of a quick jog I manage to get into the training room right on time and find that Alec and Izzy are already in here.

"Morning." I chime.

"Mmm…" Alec groans as he wipes the sleep from his eyes; he must have slept in today.

"Good morning Jace! How are you doing today?" Izzy smiles widely at me.

"Good, I'm doing good. Are either one of you planning on going food shopping today?"

"No!" They both say in unison.

"Guess I will go then."

"If you are hungry Jace; I saved you some stir-fry."

For the love of god! I make a mental note to throw away that damn stir-fry the next time I am in the kitchen.

"Thanks Izzy but Clary is pregnant and she needs to have a variety of foods to pick from in the house. Fuck we don't even have any milk in the fridge."

"So go shopping then." Alec chimes in.

"I think we have already established that Alec."

"Oh don't be so moody Jace; I'll go with you if you want me to."

"Good. I would appreciate your help actually since you eat all that healthy shit."

"Well we can talk about all that healthy shit later but right now we have training to do."

A half an hour later and I am sweating too much to be wearing so many clothes and peel my wet shirt off my back; flinging it across the wooden floor. Just as I turn back towards Alec; he kicks me hard in the stomach and I deliberately take a few steps backwards so that I can recover before he can get another blow in.

"Stay focused Jace!"

"You fight dirty Alec."

"So do demons."

"Can't argue with that."

Alec gets a smug grin on his face that I quickly wipe away with one blow of my sharp elbow and I laugh when I see blood at the corner of his mouth. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and lunges forward but I sidestep him and knock him to the ground hard enough to force the air out of his lungs. I then jump on his back and pull his head back with my hands and twist his neck to a near breaking point. I am satisfied when he rapidly slaps his hand on the training mat; tapping out of our sparing match. I raise my hips enough to flip him over on his back and pin his arms to the mat before looking down at his blue eyes. My throat makes a disgusting noise as I collect spit in my mouth and I let a small stream of drool stream from my mouth; the drool gets dangerously close to Alec's face before I suck it back into my mouth.

"Get off me you sick fucker!"

He tries to hide his laughter as I let the drool slip from my mouth again.

"Jace! What on earth are you doing?"

Clary's high pitched voice makes me jump and I end up losing my stream of drool and it lands on the side of Alec's face.

"Ewe…get off me." Alec huffs.

I get off of Alec and watch Clary as she stalks over to the two of us with her hands on her hips.

"Honestly Jace; when are you ever going to grow up? You have a child on the way for crying out loud."

As much as I want to laugh at her mouthy-ness; I don't dare because she actually looks pissed. I need to be careful with what I say to her so I don't piss her off further but before I can say anything Alec begins to speak.

"Lighten up Clary; we were only goofing around."

"You guys are supposed to be training not goofing around."

"So let me get this straight; just because Jace is going to be a father does that mean he can't have fun anymore? Sorry Jace but daddy's have to be all boring and super serious all the time." Izzy's tone is harsh.

"It's your turn now Jace. Now you get to tell me how much of a sour puss I am." Clary's eyes are beginning to get glassy with the threat of tears.

I stand up and walk over to her; once I reach her I kiss her cheek and pull her in for a hug.

"What's wrong Clary?" I whisper in her ear.

"I realize how much I was overreacting but I feel like I am three against one right now."

I let go of Clary and spin around to look at my sibling's; with my hands on my hips I narrow my eyes at the two of them.

"Tell her you're sorry; both of you."

"No don't. Please don't apologize I was overreacting." Clary's voice is shaky.

I keep my eyes narrowed at my brother and sister; my eyes are telling them that they need to apologize even though Clary said they didn't have to.

"Sorry Clary." Alec mutters.

"Me too Clary; I'm sorry too." Izzy's apology is more sincere than Alec's.

I feel Clary bury her face against my sweaty back and I can hear her crying. I leave her where she is so I can say what I need to say to my brother and sister.

"Okay, here is the deal. Clary is pregnant and she is going to be moody and emotional at times; in time she is going to feel tired and sick sometimes and maybe even in pain too as her body starts to change so we all need to be a little more sympathetic to her feelings. I am not saying that we should baby her or let her get away with murder just because she is pregnant but she has a shit load of crazy hormones running through her body right now and she needs us to be patient and understanding."

I turn around and put my arms around Clary as I kiss the top of her head. The training room is silent as I rub her back to soothe her. After a minute I bend down and put my lips to her ear so I can whisper to her.

"You okay sweetheart?"

"Embarrassed."

"Don't be; it's okay. Do you want to skip training today?"

She pulls herself out of my arms and looks up at me with a small smile on her face.

"No. I want to stay in shape."

"Okay, what do you want to start with?"

"No don't worry about me; you go on back to your training. I might need a few days to figure out a routine that is comfortable for me."

"Okay baby; let me know if you need anything."

"I will thank you."

The rest of the morning goes by pretty fast considering my siblings don't have much in the way of conversation since I basically scolded them about being more understanding with Clary. I try my best not to watch Clary as she runs on the treadmill and practices tai chi. I have to bite my tongue when she starts to practice her kicks and jabs on the swinging bag; surly some of her strained movements could be harmful to the baby? I need to trust that she won't push herself too hard. When lunchtime rolls around we all decide to go to taki's to eat. I have managed to avoid Kailea for almost two months but today my luck has finally run out because she has a big grin on her face when we walk into the restaurant.

"Well if it isn't some of my favorite people." Kailea's voice drips with sweetness.

Alec and Izzy both say hello to Kailea as I slide into the both but before I can pull Clary down to sit beside me Izzy grabs her arm and has Clary sit beside her instead. Alec flops down in the booth beside me and pulls his phone out of his pocket. He keeps his phone on his lap under the table as his thumbs fly over the buttons; knowing him he is probably texting his boyfriend. I decide to make his texting hard by continuingly bumping his arm with my elbow; his pathetic attempt to ignore me only makes me bump him more.

"Will you knock it off Jace?"

"Nope; I expect your undivided attention. You know how jealous I get when you text your other boyfriend in front of me."

He looks at me with his blue eyes and his face is anything but amused.

"What is wrong with you today? You are in the strangest mood."

"I'm in a good mood." I grin.

"I'm not sure I like your so called good mood; I think I would rather you be your usual asshole self."

"Hopefully Asshole Jace will be making fewer and fewer appearances from now on." I say honestly.

"Seriously?"

"Yes Alec, seriously."

"Well I guess that is a good thing but you know me; I have always had trouble accepting change. This newly appointed good mood of yours will take me a little while to adjust to."

I stick my fingers in his dark hair and make it messier than it already is.

"Awe poor Alec doesn't like change." I mock playfully.

He punches me hard in the ribs and turns his body away from me so he can continue to text on his phone. I decide that I have picked on him enough and for the first time since I sat down I look across the table at Clary. Her and Izzy are smiling in amusement at my playfulness.

"What are you two beautiful girls smiling at?" I really am in a good mood today.

"Well I don't know what they are smiling at but I know seeing your handsome face always brings a smile to my face." Kailea purrs as she holds her pen and notebook in her hands.

Fuck! There goes my good mood and the sweet smiles on both my sister's face as well as my girlfriends face; now they are both pretending to study the menus that Kailea put on the table.

"Hey Kailea do you know what kind of soup there is today?" Alec asks her as she continues to shamelessly stare at me.

"Cream of potato and chicken vegetable." She doesn't even bother to look at Alec she just continues to stare at me.

"I'll take a diet coke." Izzy tries to get Kailea's attention.

Finally she peels her eyes off of me and scribbles on her note book. She surprises me when she asks Clary what she wants to drink before she asks me; usually she pretends that Clary doesn't even exist.

"I would love one of your orange blossom and honey smoothies."

"Alec? What do you want to drink?"

"Oh…um…sweet tea I think."

"Are you sure?" Kailea raises her eyebrow at Alec's uncertain answer.

"Yes. Sweet tea will be just fine, thank you."

"And how about you Jace?"

"I want one of the smoothies that Clary ordered."

"Well isn't that so sweet of you to order the same thing as your girlfriend Jace?"

I watch as Kailea peels her eyes off of me and turns her attention towards Clary with a deceiving smile on her face. Clary smiles sweetly at Kailea and nods her head in agreement. Kailea rolls her eyes as she looks back at me and she taps her ink pen on her order booklet.

Do you all still need a few minutes or do you know what you would like?"

Alec, Izzy and Clary all at the same time tell her that they know what they want. Kailea raises her eyebrows at me to see if I know what I want. I don't but I wave my hand towards the girls figuring that by the time she comes back to me I will figure it out.

"Go ahead with your order Clary." Kailea says as she continues to stare at me.

"I would like to try one of your grilled chicken salads."

"Large or small?"

"Better give me the small and do you recommend a certain dressing for that?"

Kailea rolls eyes eye's again and finally stops staring at me to look at Clary. Her tone is bored and clipped as she answers Clary's question.

"Most people order the house dressing with the grilled chicken salad; it's sort of like a sweet and sour."

"Okay that sounds good."

"Do you want cheese and fries on your salad?"

"No fries but I'll take the cheese."

"Izzy?"

"I want a Taki burger and a bowl of your cream of potato. I don't want any onions on my burger though."

"And you Alec?"

"Grilled chicken salad for me too; a small one. No fries, no cheese and I want oil and vinegar on the side please."

"Last but not least; what would you like Jace." Fuck! I hate the way she is looking at me; I feel sweat bead up on the back of my neck as she stare's dreamily at me.

"You know, I think I want a grilled chicken salad too; better make mine a large though and I want the cheese and the fries on mine."

"What kind of dressing?"

"Ranch."

"Okay I will put this in and be back with your drinks in a little bit."

After she fucking winks her blue eye at me she walks away from the table but she forgot to take our menus; she never does that. She is acting a little strange today; she is still drooling over me but she is acting strange none the less.

"Since when do you eat healthy Jace?"

"What are you talking about Alec?"

"Salad and a smoothie all in the same day; that's pretty healthy shit for you."

"Clary ordered a salad and you aren't questioning her."

"She's pregnant so she should be eating better; you on the other hand might reject all that healthy stuff at one sitting. Owe! Izzy! Why did you kick me?"

"Leave Jace alone; maybe he is just trying to be supportive to Clary."

"Thank you Izzy." I smile at my sister.

"In fact when Kailea comes back I think I will change my order to a grilled chicken salad as well."

"Izzy you don't have to do that."

"Clary I want to; besides I shouldn't be eating the red meat anyhow."

"Damn." Clary swears under her breath.

I reach over and take her hand in mine and she looks at me from across the table. Her red hair is tied up in a knot on the top of her head and there is a thick strand lying on her cheek that must have escaped from the knot. I reach across the table and tuck her hair behind her ear and run my fingers down her cheek.

"What's wrong Clary? Are you mad that Izzy is canceling her burger and now you won't be able to sneak a bite of it?"

"Yes."

"That's what I thought. Next time I'll get a burger and you can have a bite of mine. I can't eat healthy all the time; I think I would die without at least three or four servings of red meat a week."

We have been finished with our lunch for a few minutes but we continue to linger in our seats; avoiding going back to the training room for the rest of the afternoon. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out to read the text message.

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – Is Clary with you?

ME: 217-0226 – Yeah why?

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – She isn't answering her phone.

ME: 217-0226 – She probably left it at home. We're all at Taki's.

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – K.

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – Wait we? Does that include Izzy too?

ME: 217-0226 – Yep. Izzy is probably texting you right now. She has her phone out.

Bloodsucker: 217-9437- Wow…no she's not texting me…she hasn't text me since yesterday. Apparently no one wants to talk to me.

ME: 217-0226 – I'm talking to you or am I no one? : - (

Bloodsucker:217-217-9437- : - |

ME: 217-0226 – You okay?

Bloodsucker: 217-9437- Peachy.

"Who are you texting?"

I look up from my phone to see Clary looking at me. I think about lying to her and telling her I am texting Em but decide it's best not to lie to her. I hold my finger up to ask her to wait a minute while I send another text.

ME: 217-0226 – Are you sure? Do you want me to give her my phone so she can call you?

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – No…it's fine…I'm sure she will get ahold of me when she has time.

Bloodsucker: 217-9237 - Don't tell her I text you.

ME: 217-0226- No can do, she is sitting right across from me and she already asked me who I was texting. I will not lie to my girlfriend. Not even for someone as handsome as yourself : - )

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – Shit...

ME: 217-0226- Sorry Simon.

When he doesn't text me back I shove my phone in my pocket and nudge Alec with my arm so he will let me out. I take Clary's hand and we follow Alec and Izzy out of the restaurant. Before we can get the whole way out I feel someone grip my other arm tightly; I turn around to see Kailea with a smile on her face.

"What do you need Kailea? We left the money on the table." I feel Clary grip my hand tighter.

"I just wanted to give you a piece of your favorite pie before you go."

"I didn't order any pie."

"I know that but it's the last piece and I know how much you love coconut cream pie; so take this on the house Jace."

"Um…okay thanks I guess."

"You're welcome Jace; enjoy your pie sweetheart."

Clary practically drags me out of the restaurant and her low growl almost makes me chuckle.

"So, who was that you were texting? Was it Em?"

Clary is looking up at me as we walk down the sidewalk and I hold my finger up to my lips in a shushing motion as I point to the back of Izzy's head. Clary looks at Izzy and then back at me before shrugging her shoulders. I am relieved that she doesn't mention anything about Kailea's ridiculous behavior today. When we get back to the training room I keep Clary's hand in mine as I stand at the doorway.

"We will be right in; I need to talk to Clary real quick."

I wait for Alec and Izzy to disappear into the training room before I look at Clary.

"I was texting Simon."

"You were? Why?"

"He text me first so I text him back."

"But what were you two texting about?"

"You. Why haven't you talked to him yet? You said you were going to call him this morning."

"Well yeah but…"

"But what? Clary he is your best friend and he misses you; you should go see him."

"Right now?"

"Sure, why not?"

"I have training."

"I think it would be fine if you blew it off to go make things right with your best friend."

"Simon and I are fine. I want to finish training for the day. I promise after I'm done for the day I will text him and see if he wants to see me."

"Will you at least go get your phone and text him now? Tell him you want to get together with him after you are done for the day. Don't leave the poor guy hanging."

"I can't believe how protective you are being over Simon. Are you feeling alright Jace?"

"Please just go text him Clary."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

"Take your time, in fact maybe instead of texting him you could call him and talk to him for a little bit; I think he would really like to hear your voice."

"Okay this is just getting a little too weird right now so I think I will go call Simon. See you later."

I wait for her to disappear around the corner before poking my head into the training room.

"Izzy can I talk to you real quick?"

"Sure."

"Um…do you mind coming out here? This is kind of private."

I avoid Alec's blue eyes so I don't have to see how offended he looks. Izzy takes her time crossing the room and once she is out in the hall with me I pull the door shut so Alec can't hear our conversation.

"What's up Jace?"

"What's going on with you and Simon?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you two get into a fight or something?"

"No…not that it's any of your business."

"Who were you texting at lunch today?"

"Si…"

"Don't you dare lie to me Izzy; I was texting Simon so I know you weren't texting him."

"You need to mind your own business Jace."

"Look Izzy you really shouldn't…"

"I am so done talking to you right now. I will say this one more time Jace; mind your own business."

Izzy stalks back into the training room and I follow a short distance behind her; once again avoiding Alec's eyes as I begin to roll up the training mats. Twenty minutes later the three of us are practicing throwing weapons at targets when Clary comes back into the training room with a smile on her face. I raise my eyebrow at her and she just nods her head while still smiling as she heads over to the treadmill. I assume things are good between her and Simon and don't think about it again for the rest of the afternoon. At four thirty we all decide to cut our day a half an hour short and we all leave the training room.

"I'm meeting Simon at the coffee shop after I take a quick shower." Clary says as I take her small hand in mine.

"I can walk you to the coffee shop."

"You don't have to do that; besides you need a shower and if the two of us get a shower together I will be late; I don't want to upset Simon. He sounded sad on the phone when I talked to him."

"It's either I walk you there or Simon meets you here. Please don't fight me on this Clary."

"Fine you can walk me to the coffee shop but you are not getting in the shower with me…oh please don't look at me like that…now I feel bad…I just really don't want to keep him waiting."

"I understand. Go ahead and get your shower; I will grab one when I get back from walking you to the coffee shop."

She hops up and kisses me on the cheek before she closes the bathroom door. I pull my phone out of my pocket and send a text.

ME: 217-0226- I am going to walk Clary to the coffee shop. Would you mind walking her home after? If not I can come back and get her.

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – I can walk her home. Sorry I wasn't thinking when she said she would meet me at the coffee shop. I should have told her I would meet her at the institute. Guess I'm still getting used to the idea of Clary being pregnant.

ME: 217-0226 – Thanks Simon…yeah I guess it's an adjustment for all of us.

ME: 217-0226 – Any luck with sis yet?

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – Haven't heard from her.

ME: 217-0226 – I'm sure she will come around.

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – who knows…

ME: 217-0226 – Clary just got out of the shower so we will see you in about 15.

Bloodsucker: 217-9437 – K

After I drop Clary off at the coffee shop I grab a quick shower and head to Alec's room to see if he will still go to the store with me; I really could use his help with getting the right foods for Clary. His bedroom door is open and he is lying on his bed with a towel wrapped around his waist; he has his phone in his hands.

"Texting your boyfriend again?"

He looks at me with a smile on his face; his wet hair sticks up wildly from the top of his head.

"Actually I'm not; I was playing a bubble busting game."

"Whatever that is. Are you still going shopping with me?"

"Yeah just let me get dressed real quick and I'll meet you downstairs. Are we taking your car?"

"Yeah, I want to get a bunch of shit and I don't feel like lugging it all onto the subway."

When Alec gets in my car he has a strange look on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that Alec?"

"Should I even ask what the hell Clary hit with your car?"

"She didn't hit anything; I did."

"Shit! Really? What happened?"

"I scraped a cement pole at the emergency room."

"Oh…well that sucks."

"It's just a car Alec. I can always fix it or get another one; I can't get another Clary."

"True, but I know you love this car."

"I do love this car but Clary is more important to me than a five thousand pound hunk of metal."

By seven thirty we finish putting all of the groceries away and I text Clary to see if she is home. When she text me back telling me that she was in our room; I text her back telling her to meet me in the kitchen. The fridge is packed full as well as most of the cupboards and the fruit bowl on the counter is overflowing with a variety of fresh fruit. The almost six hundred dollars' worth of groceries should last the four of us for quite a while. Clary comes into the kitchen and I lift her into my arms to hug her tightly. I kiss her softly after I put her down.

"I missed you baby."

"Awe…I missed you too Jace."

"Did you eat any dinner?"

"Yes, Simon took me out for Chinese. I ate way too much; I feel bloated."

"I will just grab a sandwich then. No sense cooking a meal just for myself."

"Sorry Jace; you're not mad that I didn't wait to eat with you are you?"

"No not at all. In fact I'm glad you already ate; meal times are important for you."

"You didn't happen to go the pharmacy while you were out by any chance?"

"Shit that's what I forgot."

"That's okay; I can just go tomorrow."

"No, I went to the pharmacy; I just forgot to grab your prescription out of the glove box. I will go grab it for you as soon as I am done getting something to eat."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After I pig down three sandwiches I run down to the garage to get Clary's prenatal vitamins out of the car. When I return to the kitchen I find Clary leaning against the counter eating ice cream right out of the container.

"I thought you were bloated?"

"I am but when I saw this ice cream in the freezer I just had to have a couple of bites."

"Is it good?"

"More than just good actually; I have a feeling I am going to get so fat during this pregnancy."

"Just be careful you don't over eat; I think that's probably why you got sick last night."

I watch as she closes up the ice cream and puts it back in the freezer before she tosses the spoon in the sink. She has her eyes cast down towards the floor and her mouth is turned down into a sad frown. I walk over and slide my long fingers under her chin and gently lift her head up so she will look at me.

"You okay baby?"

"I don't want to get fat." Her voice is weak.

"You're pregnant Clary; you are going to put weight on. Don't worry about what the scale says; just focus on eating right and staying active and you will be just fine."

"Will you still love me if I get fat?"

Oh for fuck sakes she is so emotional right now; I have a feeling that no matter what I say to her she will still be freaking out. I pull her mouth to mine and kiss her deeply for several minutes; when I break our kiss my heart is pounding and her eyes are filled with longing. Now that I've got her calmed down I keep my eyes locked on hers and my voice is as smooth as honey when I begin to speak.

"Listen closely to me Clary. I love you and I am always going to love you. All this on the outside doesn't even matter because one day we will both be old and wrinkled and my love for you will be just as strong; probably stronger. I don't know how it's possible but somehow I fall in love with you more and more every day."

"Awe…you are just too sweet Jace."

She wraps her tiny arms around my waist and snuggles in for a hug for a moment before looking at me with a smile on her face. I brush her cheek with the back of my hand as I look into her green eyes and can't help but notice how tired she looks.

"You look tired Sweetheart."

"I am pretty tired."

"Let's go to bed then."

"I think I might soak in the tub for a little bit."

"Are you sore?"

"No, just need to clear my head I guess."

"Clear your head? Do you want to talk about it?"

"Don't look so worried Jace. I got home an hour ago and decided to do some reading until you got home; some of the stuff has me a little shook up that's all."

I hold her hand in mine as we step off the elevator and head for our bedroom.

"What were you reading about?"

"Labor."

"I see. What has you so shook up about it?"

"Well obviously the pain part of it and I watched this one video that really freaked me out."

"What was the video of?"

"It was a close up of a woman giving birth; seeing that…what happens to a woman's…never mind."

I just shake my head at her as I turn on the water to start her bath for her.

"Bubbles?"

"You have bubble bath?"

"Yeah so?"

"Do you ever use it?"

"Sometimes. Don't bother blabbing about it to anyone because I will completely deny it."

Clary covers her mouth to try to keep from giggling as I pour the bubble bath under the faucet; the bubbles start to build up nicely under the warm water. The smell of grapefruit fills the room and I absently wonder if Clary would welcome me into her bubble bath with her.

"Mmm…that bubble bath smells really good."

"It's the only kind I could find that didn't smell like flowers. I can't understand why they don't make manly smelling bubble bath; like sometimes we don't have bad days too."

"Jace?"

"Hmm."

"Have you ever hid under your blankets and cried while eating a whole package of cookies before?"

"No! I would never do that. I always lock myself in the closet to cry and eat cookies." I try my best to sound serious but I end up laughing.

I sit on the edge of the tub and watch Clary undress in front of me; she glances at herself in the floor-length mirror before she quickly turns away from it. I jump up off the edge of the tub after I shut the water off and grab her arm before she can get into the tub. She looks at me in confusion.

"What are you doing Jace?"

"Come here for a minute; I want to show you something."

I keep my hand wrapped around her arm and pull her towards the mirror. The confused look on her face makes me smile softly at her as I grab her shoulders and turn her around so that she is facing the mirror.

"Jace? What is this all about?

"Look how sexy you are Clary." I whisper against her neck before planting a small kiss on her skin.

"My bathwater is going to get cold."

"Who cares; I can add more hot water to it. Please look at yourself."

I watch her green eyes move over her reflection in the mirror; they are moving too fast over her body for her to really see what she is even looking at.

"Try this…watch my hand…look where I put my hand on your body." I coo in her ear before I run my tongue across her earlobe and her body shudders.

She does what I ask; her eyes follow the movement of my hand on her body. As my hand moves slowly over her body I begin to tell her all the things I love about her body. Between each comment I make about her body; I take the time to kiss her skin a few times before moving on. When I catch her eye in the reflection of the mirror; I can't help but smile at how much desire burns in her bright green eyes.

"Now do you see?" I purr.

"Yes." She breathes.

"Everything about your body turns me on Clary."

"I can see that now."

"Everything you do to my body feels good; every touch and every kiss. The noises you make when I touch you are music to my ears."

Her eyes flutter closed and she moans softly when I slide my fingers between her thighs to touch her wet center.

"Watch me Clary."

She opens her eyes and focuses on my fingers as they move slowly over her sensitive skin.

"Feel good baby?"

"Yes."

"I can see how good I am making you feel; watch your face while I touch you."

Her eyes travel higher so she can watch her face as I continue to stroke her; my lips move across the skin of her neck and shoulder. Her moans are getting stronger and her hips begin to swirl as she gets closer to her release.

"So fucking sexy." I purr.

Her eyes focus back on my stroking fingers as she moans softly. I take her hand in my free hand; lacing my fingers over the back of her hand as I press her tiny hand against her chest. I use my hand to make her own hand caress her soft breast. When I release her hand a groan comes from my throat because she continues to caress her body with her hand. Fuck that's hot! Using my free hand once more; I slide my hand across her waist and take her free hand in mine and pull her fingers down between her thighs. I quickly replace my fingers with hers and I groan again as she begins to stroke her clitoris with her tiny fingers. Now with both of my hands free I begin to glide my fingers across her skin as I watch her pleasure herself in the reflection of the mirror.

"See how beautiful you are. See how fucking sexy you are Clary."

"Y-yes." Her voice is low and husky and her green eyes are drinking in the image of her self-pleasure.

"Watching you touch yourself makes me so damn hard baby."

"I like that; I like you watching me." She purrs.

By the Angel! Her eyes, her voice, her swirling hips, her tiny hands pleasuring her own body; fuck! I want her so bad right now. Now I understand why there are mirrors above the beds in trashy hotels. Her moans grow louder as she reaches her peak and she rolls her head against my shoulder before she turns around and wraps her arms around me for a hug. As much as I want to push her up against the wall and slide into her sweet center; I decide to let her take her bath instead. I scoop her tiny body up in my arms and carry her to the tub where I gently lower her into the bubbles.

"Enjoy your bath baby."