Yes, I am finally updating this story. I know it has been literally forever but I am still getting reviews for this so here I am updating. I'm sorry if it's no good. I have serious writer's block for this story and besides Clary's pregnancy, I don't really know where it's going so if you have any suggestions, please review or PM me to help me.

JPOV

A couple weeks later…

I had sent in my application and résumé to NYU a couple weeks ago. Two days ago, I had my interview.

(Interview)

"So, Mr. Wayland, what makes you want to teach at a university now rather than a high school?"

"Well, after a while teaching high school, you start to see that they are actually more immature than kids in middle school. I believe I would be able to take my job much more seriously if I am in a more mature setting."

"Very good. I noticed on your application, you left the section about criminal offenses blank. Is there something we should be worried about?"

"No, it's just something that happened recently. I had started dating a minor. It's a very serious relationship and when a sixteen year old is involved with someone my age, everyone assumes the worst."

"I understand. You are still involved with this girl?"

"Um…I don't know how that's relevant, but yes, I am. It's still a very serious relationship."

"I see. What was the reason you left your last job?"

"My girlfriend… she was my student when we got together."

"Uh huh…" Oh, crap, I am so not getting this job. "Now, why do you want this job?"

"Well I always wanted to teach a science class that was more advanced than high school level. Honestly, getting paid at the high school level isn't going to cut it anymore." The interviewer furrowed his eyebrows. "Look, I love my girlfriend more than anything in the world and I'm scared that I'm not going to be able to make this right. It's bad enough I ruined her reputation at school. Now, she's pregnant with my kid. I need this for her. I need this for us to stay together, to keep my world together." He looked at me curiously.

"Thank you, I think that's all." I nodded numbly, shook his hand, and took my leave.

Now, I am getting a call from NYU. This is probably them telling me that I am being rejected. "Hello?" I answer.

"Hello, is this Jonathan Wayland?"

"Yes, it is."

"This is the Dean at NYU. I am calling to congratulate you. We would love it if you were to teach classes here starting next semester."

"Wow… um… really?"

He chuckled, amused. "Most applicants for the job lie about their background to sound better. The one who interviewed you said you didn't for a second think you needed to be someone other than yourself. We would like someone honorable like you on our staff."

"Thank you so much. I promise you won't be disappointed." We hung up and at that moment, Clary came into the kitchen where I was. "Clare, I got the job!"

"That's amazing!" she exclaimed, jumping into my arms. "I'm so proud of you," she whispered. I kissed her softly.

"You know," I said gently. "With a job like this, we can spoil this girl rotten."

She laughed that laugh I was addicted to. "We don't even know what the sex of the baby is yet."

"It's a girl. I can feel it."

"You said that you felt it was a boy," she pointed out with a mischievous smile that made me want to crush her body to mine and kiss the smirk away.

"Well, I change my mind. It's a girl, definitely."

"Fine, want to make a bet? If it's a boy, you name him. If it's a girl, I name her."

"You're on, Blondie." We sealed the deal with a kiss. "We'll find the gender out next month." (I forgot how far along a woman has to be in her pregnancy to find out the gender, but right now, she is a month along. And I think they can find out at 2 months, but I'm not sure.)

"When's your next sonogram? I haven't seen the baby yet." For one sonogram, I was in jail and for another, I was at the interview.

"I was actually just leaving to go to the doctor. Do you want to come?" I nodded eagerly and walked out to her mother's car with her, Jocelyn, and Luke. Before I knew it, we were in the doctor's office.

"Hello, is this the father?" The doctor asked looking at me. I just nodded. "Hi, I'm Dr. Whitewillow, but please, call me Kaelie." (I think that's how you spell her name) We shook hands and she put the gel on my girlfriend's stomach and started moving the wand around. There was a very small, almost non-existing baby bump. I looked at the screen and saw the baby moving around. That was the moment when my life changed, right when I heard that powerful heartbeat. I held Clary's hand in mine with a grin stretching across my face. "The baby is perfectly healthy. We'll make an appointment for a month from now and hopefully then we should be able to determine the sex. Would you like copies of the sonogram?"

"Yes, can we have three copies please?" Clary asked as Kaelie left the room to get them printed.

"Three?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I'm making a baby book and I want all the sonograms in there. Mom and I talked about putting another copy on the fridge and I figured you would want one for your wallet."

"Absolutely," I agreed, kissing her forehead. Kaelie came back with the pictures and wiped the gel off Clary's belly. We all left the room with Clary and her mother gushing over the pictures. I have been getting along a lot better with Clary's parents. We talked it out after Clary went to sleep one night. I told them reasonably that I was definitely going to stay with Clary and I'll never hurt her. I told them how I was planning on marrying her and I don't want Clary growing up, having to hear me fight with her parents. That made them really understand the situation.

We reached the lobby when Clary realized she forgot her jacket in the office. "Stay here, I'll go get it," I told her. I walked back to the office. Kaelie was still there.

Once she saw me, she said, "I knew you'd be back," with a smirk.

I looked at her, confused. "Clary forgot her coat."

"It's cute how you have to use an excuse." I went to the chair next to the table and folded Clary's coat over my arm.

"I really just came back for the coat." Is she seriously trying to hit on me right after I came here for a sonogram with my girlfriend?

"Here's my card. Give me a call when you're ready for someone more mature."

I took the card with a smirk and ripped it into confetti. "Someone mature wouldn't hit on me when I just came here with my pregnant girlfriend."

I walked out and met back with Clary in the lobby, helping her into her jacket. "There's something I need to tell you later." Clary and I are 100% honest with each other so of course I am going to tell her what happened with Dr. Whitewillow.

I'm sorry if it's not that good. I'm thinking that there will be only be a few more chapters. Please review

~Sara