Jace POV
Returning is the hardest thing. I looked at the gothic church I'd once called home and mounted the steps. My breath was shakey, and my stomach churned. I was about to knock, but the door blew open.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and murmured to myself, "Go on Jace. Don't be a coward. Its been nine years." I reopened them and stepped on to the slighty ragged carpet. Hearing laughter coming from the elevator, I stopped dead. Isabelle, Clary and Alec walked out.
The reaction they had would have been comical at a different time.
They all froze, then Alec stepped forward, "Jace?" He whispered. I nodded and stepped towards him, he stepped back, as did the girls. "It's been ten years Jace." He said, "What the hell did you think you were doing? Leaving a pregnant girlfriend-"
"I didn't know Alec!" I said, "Please. Let me explain." I looked at Clary, who's eyes flickered to her stomach. "But first, who are you dating?" My voice broke.
A tear slipped down her face. Isabelle stepped in for her, "What does it matter to you Jonathan?" She snapped, "You've been gone the best part of... just how many years?"
I bent my head, "I'm so, sorry. I had to.."
Six children ran into the room, "Mommy!" A redheaded girl yelled, "Whatcha' get me, Tyler and Peeta from Taki's?" She yelled at Clary.
I raised a eyebrow at Clary, "Those are the Herondale kids." Isabelle said, "So yes, the red head girl is your daughter, the blonde kids are your sons."
I seen one black haired kid, and two teens with purple hair. "Who's he, Clary?" Asked the girl with purple hair.