here it is guys! and longer than before!

Previously...

Before another word was said, the front door opened and Alec walked into the room saying, "Magnus, I'm-"

He sees me.

And then he faints.

Magnus is instantly by his side and I yell, "Is he OK!" After a quick inspection, Magnus nods. "Yes. He's just fainted." I get up so that he can set Alec down.

Great. I made a Shadow-hunter faint. But...how? The only thing that's he would recognize on me would be my eyes, since my hair's shorter and brown. Yeah, it was still kind of curly-not as bad as before thanks to the perm I had-but nothing like before.

"Magnus, I'm sorry that I made him faint. But, do you know how he even knew it was me? 'Cause you gotta admit, I don't look the same as the last time he saw me." Before he could answer, Si said, "Your eyes are the same, plus, well...Let me say this differently. When I first saw you, somehow, I just knew it was you. Like you were giving off this...aura, I guess."

Now Magnus nods and speaks, "Yes, I felt the same thing. But do not fret Clary, you did nothing wrong. Now, when he awakes, I believe you should answer all his questions and tell him your story. That way, things will be easier for everyone."

switchin' it up a bit... (Alec's POV)

So, when I walked up Magnus' street, I noticed Simon's car. Weird, that he'd be here. See, they don't get along too well when it's just the two of them. A while back, if I hadn't have been there, Magnus would've shot a fire ball at Simon. And with his mark of Cain, they both would've died.

Since he knew that I was coming, I just walked in. As I stepped threw the door, I began to shrug out of my coat and said, "Magnus, I'm-" But I froze. Sitting there on his couch, was a girl with dark brown hair and emerald green eyes that I thought that I'd never see again.

And that, my friends, the reason I fainted.

OK, I must be going crazy. There's no possible way...

She said that she'd never come back here. No matter what.

But..who else could that be? I'd recognize those eyes anywhere. But other than that, nothing was the same. Clary had long, red hair. This girl had short brown hair.

And that chic was giving off the same thing I felt when I was around Clary. I really don't know how to explain it. Something in my heart was just telling me that this girl was in fact, 100%, Clary.

Voices began to enter my mind. I tried to focus on them, and I was able to tell that it was Simon and Magnus'.

Simon- "So how are we going to tell him?"

Magnus- "I believe that we should just come out and do it. It would be the simplest."

Simon- "But how do you think that he'll react? Because I'm going to tell you right now that I'm not going to let him yell and hurt her. It's not her fault. She was just doing what she believed was right."

My eyes began to flutter and my hand went up to my forehead. Man! Did I have one killer head ache! Magnus' hand touched my face and he asked, "How do you feel?" "I'm good. Just...I think that I saw something that I'm sure wasn't-" I didn't get to finish.

There was a loud crash from the kitchen and Simon-who I hadn't noticed yet-ran at vampire speed. He yelled, "Magnus! Get in here!" After a second of staring at me with eyes full of uncertainty, he nodded to himself and ran off.

I got up carefully and followed. My head hurt, but I've been threw worse. When I finally made it to the kitchen, I saw Simon crouched over a girl...Hey! It was the same girl as before! And without her eyes open, I couldn't tell who she was.

But the girl was convulsing. Simon screamed, "Do something Magnus!" "I've done all I can! Alec!" He looks over at me and continues. "She was poisoned, but I don't know what else to do! She's a Shadow-hunter." Without a second thought, I went over and dropped to my knees next to her.

"I've seen this happen before. What kind of poison was it?" Simon said, "I-I don't know. The demon looked just like a human, except for the smell and the claws." That didn't help much... "Well, what did it smell like?" The girl suddenly went still.

I leaned in and put my face by her mouth. Simon almost screams, "Her heart's not beating!" I work on CRP as I say, "Give her mouth to mouth on my word Simon!...Now!" He did. After a few more mouth to mouths and a few dozen chest compressions, Simon says, "She's breathing again and her heart's pumping. Thank goodness." I sighed.

"Let's get her to the couch and you guys can tell me what happened to her." We all get up off the floor, Simon picking the girl up. As he does, I hear her whisper, "S-Si?" "It's going to be alright. Just rest up Clare-bear." Instantly, I knew the identity of this girl.

There was only one girl who Simon ever, ever called Clare-bear. She was the girl with emerald green eyes and the fiery red hair-that now was brown with blue.

Clary Fray.

"Are you guys being for real with me?" They nodded.

Magnus placed a hand on my knee. "Sweety, I know that all of this is very hard to believe, but it's the truth. But there is more to the story. It's just a story that's not ours to tell. I'm sure that as soon as Clary wakes up, she'll tell you herself."

All they had told me was that Clary had left and now, she wanted Simon back in her life. The only reason Magnus knew was because she had been poisoned. And that meant that I was going to be told.

Right now, Clary was resting on the couch. Me, Magnus, and Simon were all in the kitchen talking. She needed her rest. The poison had been removed, but the convulsing was a side affect. She'd be just fine when she woke up, as long as she ate something.

As soon as she did though, I was going to demand answers. Why didn't she tell me or my sister that she was pregnant? We would've helped her. And what about Jace? He would've too, wouldn't he? When I had said something about him earlier, Simon growled. What had Jace done? Was he the reason she left?

If he was, I'd have to re-introduce my fist with his face. ((AN-yeah, I spent at least 10 mins trying to figure out a re- word))

The guys wouldn't tell me anything about how she'd been either. I didn't know where she was staying, or if she had the baby or not. Though, I knew she did. And I didn't know if I had a niece or nephew. Of course, all these things have been what I've been thinking about ever since she left.

I still remember that day...

Flash back...

Today was going great. Everyone was getting along, and later tonight, me, Iz, Mags', and Jace were all going out to the club to hunt. Right now, I was just picking up my clothes off of my floor. And as much as I hated to admit it, I really needed to pick up on some of Jace's neat-freak habits.

Just when I had sat back down on my bed, my sister yelled, "Clary! Alec! Jace! Dammit get up here and open Clary's door!" I ran. Was she alright? What was going on?

I got there just before Jace. But before I could say a word, Jace pushed our sister out of the way and began to ram the door. When he stepped back, I took a turn. After about 4 or 5 hits, it busted open. We all ran in to find the room completely empty.

Jace looked around, then whispered, "No." No what? He ran to a droor (not positive on the spelling, sorry!) and ripped it open. Then another. And another. Iz screamed, "What the hell's going on Jace? Where's Clary?" But he acted as if he couldn't hear her. He dropped to his knees and starred at the picture that I had failed to notice until now.

It was one of him and Clary. His arms were around her and it looked like they were in the park. When I looked up at his face, I knew that what ever had happened between them, it broke him.

End Flash back...

The weeks following that day, Jace didn't speak to anyone. It was like Jace Lightwood had died and was replaced with a pathetic look alike. And none of us really knew why. That is, until the day Simon called Izzy.

Another Flash back...

Me and Izzy were in the training room when her phone rang. "Hey Simon. What's up?" Faintly. I could hear him. "Not much. Um, why hasn't Clary called me?" Did she not tell him that Clary had left?

"Um, Simon, do you not know?" "Know what? Is something wrong?" "Honey, Clary left. I had went up to her room when I heard something, but her door was locked. The boys broke it dawn and she wasn't in there. But her note was. She left."

No one spoke, until he suddenly yelled, "THAT FUCKING BASTERD!" "Simon! Who? What's going on!" Why was he freaking?

"He's the fucking reason she left! I should've known this would happen! Dammit!" "Simon, calm down and-" Her eyes widened and turned to me. "He hung up. Alec, do you know what's going on?" "No, but I'm about to find out. Dearest brother of ours is about to answer some questions."

Though, before we could get to his room, there was a loud boom from outside, followed by a loud growl. Both me and Ix looked at each other. Were we under attack?

I looked out the window and gasped. There, throwing himself against the front doors, was Simon. Ix pushed me out of the way so she could open the window and yell, "Simon! What the hell's going on!" He looked up and yelled in rage, "The bastard made her leave! He didn't want it so she snuck off!" "Want what?" "THE FUCKING BABY!"

End Flash back...

That was when we all began to hate on Jace. Iz hated him, and hated Clary as well-to a degree. Personally, I was didn't hate, per say. Just strongly...Well, I was pissed. Jace should've been a man and been there for his kid.

Simon had told us that she had really wanted the baby, and thought that Jace would be there for her and supported her. And she had told him that if Jace didn't want a baby, then she didn't know what she'd do. She defiantly wasn't going to stay with him, if he didn't want them.

So, either she had the baby or she didn't. Either way, she didn't want us in her life anymore.

But I missed her. She was like my little sister. Hell! She basically was back then! That reason alone was one of the reasons why I don't talk to Jace hardly anymore. Iz does sometimes, but I just up and refuse. Bastard shouldn't have had sex if he hadn't thought about the chance of getting Clary pregnant.

Magnus sighed. "I know that look Alexander. Talk." I ran a hand threw my hair. "It's just...I'm not sure if I'm happy or mad that Clary's here." "Elaborate please?" "I'm happy that she's here and I get to see her again. But I'm also mad that she left. And eventually, she's going to leave again. I'm afraid that when she leaves, I might not see her again. I thought that I wasn't going to before too, but now..."

I shook my head. Simon surprised me by saying, "Now that you're in her life again, and when she finds out that you want to be in it, she'll make sure that you stay in it. Even if it means rare visits." "How do you know?" A small smile appeared on his face as he looked towards the living room. "Because I know my Clary. She didn't want to leave in the first place, she just thought that no one would help her. She didn't want to bring a kid into the world unloved. At the time, she thought that I was the only one that still loved her. And she didn't want to mooch on me, so she left."

It was quiet, as we were all in thought. Until Simon's head cocked to the side and he said, "Stay here for a second Alec." And he ran towards the living room. I turned to Magnus. "What...?" "Clary most likely woke up. And he's most likely telling her you're here and want to talk to her."

Great. I just hope she won't yell. Or run away again.

Just then, Simon calls, "Guys? You can come in now." After a quick peck on the cheek from my boyfriend, we walked to the living room: Me behind Magnus. When the room came into view, I saw her. She looked scared and unsure. So I waved slightly and said, "Hey Clary."

Her eyes widened, but the worried face gave me a slight smile. "Hi Alec." Her voice was defiantly different. A bit deeper and more...mature. I stood there awkwardly, until Simon cleared his throat and said, "Come on Mags, let's go whip up some food for Clary."

When they were gone, I went and sat awkwardly next to Clary. She fiddled with her fingers. Girl's still the same in some ways. I was the first to speak. "So how have you been?" She blurted, "I'm sorry!" My eyebrows raised and she continued.

"I'm sorry that I didn't say anything to you about being pregnant. I'm sorry for hurting you by leaving. I just didn't know what to do. I was young, and no one other than Si wanted me to keep the baby. There was no place for me to turn and I-I just-" I put a hand over her mouth.

"Take a deep breath before you hyperventilate. It's OK Clary. Listen, I forgive you. You felt alone and were confused. It's the past and that's all. I don't hold anything against you. We're cool. You did what you thought was best for you and your kid. Who, by the way, I want to get to know."

After a second to take all that I had said in, tears formed in her eyes and she whispered, "R-really?" I nod, smiling. "Really. Now where's my hug?" She basically tackled me and I laughed. After wards, she pulled back and said, "So, what all did they tell you?"

"Not much. But I want to hear your side in all of this, Kay? Full story." She nodded and took a deep breath.

(CPOV)

"When I found out that I was pregnant, I was really scared. I...I knew that I wanted to keep the baby though. Like, I knew from the start that it was a product of love. But, I was still scared to tell everyone. What if they thought I was a slut?

So I told Si first. He was mad, but that's cause he's basically my older brother. In the end though, he was happy for me and congratulated me. So, the next person I talked to was Robert, your dad. He was disappointed, but still happy. He talked to me about what I was going to do, and who I was going to tell next. He also told me that if anything happened and I didn't want to stay at the Instatute, I could go to Idris and he'd help me out.

The day after we talked, at breakfast, I told my mom. She...she didn't take it too well." I took a deep breath to steady myself. "She even tried to punch me in my stomach and kill my baby. If it hadn't been for Luke's speed...

Right after, I ran to Simon's. He told me everything would be alright. But he always tells me that.

I had only told four people that I was pregnant and two of them hated me. Would Jace? Would he sill want to be with me and his child?

I was scared. I knew that I needed to tell Jace about our situation before my mother could. So, I left his house and went over to the Institute...

I knew Jace would be in his room, so I made him a sandwich and went up there. And there he was, still asleep in bed. I sat the sandwich on his night stand and got under the covers with him. His arm instantly came around me to pull me closer.

Our faces were inches apart when he finally opened his eyes and said sleepily, "Good morning." "Morning sleepy head." I loved watching him wake up. And the first few minutes after he awakens was the best. Always innocent and peaceful.

After a quick kiss, he gets up to go brush his teeth. I stay in his bed and cuddle his pillow. The fear in my heart was starting to get at me. How was I going to tell him that we were going to have a baby? 'Oh, by the way, I brought you a sandwich. And you're going to be a dad.'

Arms wrapped around me and Jace said, "Clary, why are you cuddling my pillow and not me?" I laughed slightly and started cuddling him. I guess I surprised him because he said, "What? No quick remark?" "No, I just...have a lot on my mind. Can you just...hold me?"

In response, his arms tightened. "Clary, what's wrong? You only ask me to hold you when something's wrong." I didn't answer. I couldn't do this. What if he thinks it's not his? What if he hates me?

Jace sat up and put me at arms length. "Clarissa, what's wrong? Did something happen? You have to tell me." I shake my head. "It's fine Jace. It's just...I've been thinking about things. Life, the future...us." His brows come together.

"Us? What about us?" I hug him and say into his chest, "Have you thought about our future? Getting married...starting a family." Lips kissed my head. "Of course I have. And I intend to do just that, when we're older. Our lives have just started. We have all the time in the world."

That's when I start to cry. "What if we didn't?" His hands caressed my face as his worry increased. "What are you talking about? Of course we do. Clary, did something happen? Are you in danger? Please honey, you have to tell me."

I stood up. I couldn't do this! Picking up the food, I said, "I made you a sandwich. I-I gotta go." when I tried to get out of the room, he caught my arm. Damn his speed!

"Clary! What's going on! Why are you acting like something horrible has happened? What aren't you telling me!" "I'm pregnant!" Shit. Did I just scream that?

Jace just...froze up. His fingers were locked on my arm, so I couldn't leave. The look on his face...was something I just wasn't expecting. It was one of pure horror and disbelief. I whispered with a slight smile, "Jace, this is a good thing. You said it yourself that you wanted to start a family."

He came back to life. "Yeah, but not now! Clary, you-you're only 17. You can't have a kid now." W-what? "But Jace...we're having a baby. Don't tell me that you don't want it." At that exact moment, I realized that THAT was exactly what he meant. He didn't want the baby.

Mom and Luke wouldn't help me and Jace didn't want the baby. So where did I have to go? Not home and not here. I need to hear Jace say he doesn't want the baby before I know what I'll do next.

"Jace, are you going to help me with this baby or not?" "Are you honestly telling me that you're willing to give up being a kid to raise one?" I put my fists on my hips. "Are you telling me that you don't want the baby? Jace, you give me an answer right now. No, you pick right now what you're going to do." My heart was breaking.

"We're too young Clary. Hell, you're just 17!"

That was all I needed to hear.

"Good-bye Jace. Just remember that you chose this. But don't worry, I'm not going to bother you anymore. Forget I ever even existed. That's what I'm doing." I turned from him and began to walk towards the stairs.

His voice followed me. It was full of clarity, sarcasm, and confidence. With just the slightest hint of uncertainty and cocky-ness. "You won't leave. You have no where to stay. And you love me too much to do something like that to me."

By the time I was finished with my story, I was in was frozen. "Please Alec, don't hate me. I'm sorry. And if you hate me too, I-I just don't know what I'll do!"

As I continue to cry, he pulls me into his arms. "Shh Clary. It's going to be fine. I don't hate you. Right now though, I'm really hating the bastard formally known as my brother. You did nothing wrong. In fact, all you did was prove that you're a great mom."

I froze. "D-do you really think that I'm a good mom?" He smiles. "The best. Now, enough with the past. Do I have a nephew or a niece?" I smile. But before I can answer, Si appears and says, "Sorry to break this up, but you need to eat Clary. Don't want you passing out again."

"Kay-Kay. Alec, we can continue this later." And with that, we went to the kitchen.

**After food...**

I stretched in the chair. "Uh! I'm so bored. Can we go out or something?" Si gave me a worried look. "I don't know about that Clary." "Well it's not like I really want to go kick demon butt right now. I meant that I want to get out of the house. How about we go to the park?"

Si looked at Alec, then Magnus. The wizard shrugged. "Let's go. I'm getting tired of staying inside anyhow. Clary, I think we should change your bandages though, before we leave." "OK." Si and Alec turned around and Magnus went to work.

I wasn't paying attention until Magnus gasped, "Clary, have you used a rune on your wound?" "Uh, no, why-" But I saw it. Well, there was no it. There wasn't anything on my stomach. No scratches, no scars, no anything except my smooth, regular stomach.

The boys came over and Alec said, "Uh, I didn't do that either." While everyone else was worried about why I had healed so quickly-myself included-Si said, "Hey Clary, maybe it's a new ability." I chuckled. Good old Simon to make me laugh when things seem bad.

**At the park**

As Si parked his car by the park, he came and opened my door. I didn't think much of it until he picked my up and put me on his back. "Simon Lewis, you put me down this instant! I don't need to be carried!" He laughed and kept walking. "Forget it Clary. And besides, when's the last time you got me to give you a piggy back ride? Just enjoy it."

He did have a point...,Oh well. "Hi-Ho Simon! Away!" As he jogged, I heard someone scream, "SIMON FUCKING LEWIS! YOU HAD BETTER START EXPLAINING!" He froze and I turned around to see who yelled.

I saw a women with jet black hair and hills that were no less then seven inches coming towards us. I became frozen with realization. The reason this women knew Simon was because she was Isabel Lightwood. My old best friend.

oooh! just so ya know, i would've kept writing, but i though you might like all this. it'll be a bit before the next chapter's up cause i'm going to but a certain someone in it. and his name rhymes with Mace :) :) :)