Okay don't really need an AN here since I'm doing two chapters in a row and this is the second. Wait a minute... why is this here then? Okay ignore me and my weirdness :P Enjoy!

The five of us walked down the hallway to the staircase where I would enter. I took a deep breath; the nerves had hit. Izzy, mind reader as always, hugged me.

"Clary, it will be amazing. Besides, the only big difference in wedded couple and not wedded couple is if you are married, Luke will want to strangle Jace a little less if you get pregnant again."

I laughed.

"Too true."

We all chuckled. The staircase came into view, where Luke was waiting for us. He was going to give me away, as he was my father in everything but blood.

"Ready?"

He smiled at me, the wrinkles around his eyes scrunching kindly.

"Yep."

He took my arm, and we fell into 'formation'.

Emma opened the double doors leading into the sanctuary, (we had the wedding there so that the Downworlders could attend), and we started in. As soon as I entered, there was a collective gasp. Jace's eyes stayed on mine the whole time I was walking towards him. His golden eyes were pools of happiness and excitement. The wedding was a blur of hapiness, until it came time to say our vows. Jace said his first.

"Clary, I was a mess before I met you. I didn't really care whether I lived or died, until that night in Pandemonium. Your innocent green eyes blazing with fury and confusion as we killed the demon changed my heart. When I found you scared and alone in the rain, I knew. I knew that you would be forever mine. I knew that I loved you, and I love you still, more than I ever thought possible to love. Clary, you hold my heart in those perfect hands, and I know that there is no safer place."

We were both crying by the time he finished. I took a deep breath, and said mine.

"Jace, that night at Pandemonium changed my life, and I would never go back. It was the night I met you. You, with your blazing eyes, your cocky smirk, and your confident posture bewitched me. Later, as I interacted with you, I couldn't stand your ego, but you fascinated me. I fell for you, hard and fast. You are my universe Jace, and there is no way I could live without you."

We were both messes of happy emotion and overwhelming love. Jace tenderly took the stele from Julian, and drew the marriage runes on me. I smiled up at him, and took the stele. I drew marriage runes on him as well, and we finally, finally, finally kissed. Kissing him was like a breath of fresh air in a desert sandstorm, a calm patch in stormy seas, there were really no words.

The wedding over, I went and changed into my reception dress, also cleaning off my smeared makeup. Izzy quickly outlined my eyes and put mascara and a hint of dark green eyeshadow on me, as well and some coral blush and lip gloss. My reception dress was pale green, knee length, with a billowy skirt. It had a scooped neck, which was edged with soft gold ribbon that tied around the back of my neck, sundress style. The bodice of the dress was beaded in a swirl pattern, with dark green beads, as well as a hem of the same beads on the bottom of my dress. I kept the shoes on, as they matched the ribbon.

As soon as I entered the reception, Jace picked me up and twirled me around.

"Jaceeee! Put me down!"

I giggle-squealed. He chuckled, kissed my cheek, and sent me off to see my teary mother.

As I walked over to her, I thought back to 3 short months ago, when I was 8 months pregnant with Jace's and my precious daughter.

I had been drawing in my room while Jace worked out (he said he was above training). I finished my sketch and went to find him. I opened the door and went in to the training room. Jace, hearing the noise, turned around. He saw me, smiled, and walked over.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?"

I pouted

"Can't I just come to see the best shadowhunter to grace the century? Who also happens to be my fiancee?"

Instead of making some smart remark about being the best shadowhunter in millennia, not just a century, he asked

"Do you really think I am? The best, that is?"

His voice lowered and trembled a bit. I took his sweaty hand and walked with him over to the bench. He sat down, and I curled up (as much as I could) in his sweaty lap.

"Jace, you are. You have the extra angel blood, for one thing. That however, does not define you. What defines you is your love, kind or passionate, your passion for fighting for what is good and right and just, what defines you is the mistakes that make you a better person, teaches you to care a little more every day, what defines you is your ability to learn, to be curious afresh every day, what defines you, above all else, Jace, is all of those things, combined with your wonderful, sarcastic, loving self. Your soul is important, and it is your precious heart that houses it. Jace, you may be frustrating, you may make mistakes, but I love you. More than I thought it was possible to love. You are mine and I am yours, and this-"

I gestured to my stomach

"-proves it. Jace, you are amazing because you are you. You aren't afraid to be yourself. I love you, so, so much, Jace."

He stared at me in awe.

"Clary-"

I wasn't done yet, though.

"I know you are worried for the fate of this child, Angel knows I am, but you will be an amazing dad. You are loving, kind, and supportive. We will work through this together. Just always remember, you are an amazing person and I love you with all my heart."

The instant I finished, he crushed me against his sweaty body, his face buried in my shoulder. I felt hot liquid leak onto my shoulder and I realized with a start he was crying. What had I said wrong? Just as I started to get really worried, he inhaled a deep, shuddering breath. He picked his head up and smiled at me tearfully.

"That,"

He said

"Was beautiful. You always know just what to say. That night in the lake-"

I blushed, remembering that night...

"-and now, and countless other times. Clary, every time I worry that I have become like Valentine, or will be a father like him, you reassure me. I don't know what I would do without you Clary. You are my whole world, and I love you."

With that, he pulled me against him even more in a kiss. It tasted salty, of his sweat and tears. The kiss was so full of fiery passion but yet so tender and loving I wondered at it. It was a magic that took love so intense, it would burn down the universe and still be there in full force. Ors was a special kind of love. One of beauty, one of terror. One of forgiveness, one of hate. One of intense joy, one of intense sorrow. We were so close, the very molecules of our souls must fuse if we were to be any closer. We are completely and utterly in love, and I am just fine with that.

The reception was a blur. I laughed, danced, and ate the night away. After it was over, we headed back to the Institute. I was exhausted, well and truly. As Jace and I climbed into bed, he said

"Goodnight, Mrs. Herondale."

A thrill went through me at his words.

"Goodnight, Mr. Herondale."

I said, my voice husky. Jace kissed my forehead and we both fell into a deep, content sleep.

So... what did y'all think? Longest chapter! That flashback... I'm pretty proud of that lol.

Review, please?

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