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Ok, here's the next chapter! I'm so sorry that it took me son long! It's just, I went on vacation. I would've updated sooner, but when I got back home, I found out that my dog had chewed up my flashdrive with all my work! So I had to re-write this. It was originally going to be longer, but I wanted to give y'all something :D

Previously...

They continued to glare as Magnus came in sighing, "I smell food. Oh, hello Jace. Joining us for breakfast?" He nodded. "Yes. I suppose I am."

Everyone silently took a seat at the table. And, as soon as everyone was seated, Lucas and Sam came in with the kids.

Oh yes. The moment of truth.

Sam, from what I had already figured out as soon as I saw Lucas' face, had told his brother about Jace. Now, Lucas wasn't glaring like the others had done. No, he...stared. With eyes full of hatred and total disgust. But, at least it wasn't a glare.

I know what you're thinking. Don't just let him give Jace the death stare. Tell him what you told the others. But I could care less. Well, I care...But I don't. Confusing, trust me. What I'm trying to get at is that Jace deserves it. He screwed up, and I swear that Lucas wants him to pay for it more than I do.

And yes, I know that we were both young, and it's hard to make the decision to keep or get rid of a baby. But...I gave up everything. He just gave up me. Worse than that...he didn't want our love child.

The past is the past though, so why linger in it.

My eyes saw my kids in Sam and Lucas' arms. Correction. Lilly and Melody were in their arms. The boys were running on the floor. Elliot exclaimed, "Momma-cakes!" I laughed. That's what the kids called my pancakes. No one else had a food named after them.

Simon had this huge grin on his face. "Momma-cakes mummy! I want-Momma who dat?" Who's-Oh. I saw that he was looking at Jace. Great.

For a second there, I blanked. What was I going to tell them? A friend, maybe? But what if they started calling him 'Uncle Jace'? That just sounded wrong. And they sure as heck wasn't going to find out that this was their father. Can you even imagine the questions they'd ask?

Magus saved my ass by saying, "Kids, this is a friend of mine. His name is Jace. Don't call him uncle Jace though. Your mom wouldn't like that." The kids turned to me. Ah Angel above!

Elliot cocks his head to the side, looks at me, and says, "Why momma?"

Before I could answer, Lucas said, "Because momma doesn't like him too much. He made a baaad no-no a long time ago." Well...that was the truth at least.

Maddy stood up and said, "OK, enough now. Simon, Elliot, why don't we get you seated while Unky Lucas and Sam get your sisters." Thank you Maddy...

I fixed up the kids' plates and elbowed Jace in the stomach. I hiss, "Quit starring! So help me Jace..."

Magnus snickered and said, "She's defiantly got the mom voice." My family all smiled. At least they agreed with him.

Using my mom skills, I carried 4 plates to the kids. As they ate, the rest of us ate in silence. More like small talk. The kids on the other hand, asked Jace question after question. That surprised us all. More so me and Lucas.

And, because Jace' name was hard for them to say, they started calling him Ace.

After breakfast, Jace played with all the kids in the play room-stocked with toys, courtesy of Magnus. It's ironic really. The kids love him, and he seems truly happy. That's all I've ever wanted, and now...I have it. But not happiness.

The days began to pass slowly. But, with each passing, Jace and the kids seemed to become closer and closer. I'll never admit this to anyone, but my heart soared at this. My kids were finally having the chance to interact with their father.

Though, Jace and I didn't talk. When ever he'd come over, I'd find something else to do. Sure, sometimes I'd stay in the room with them, but there was never anything said between us.

Well, four days before the Trip's birthdays, we had a party planned. Because Magnus' was small, we were going to have it at the Institute. For some reason, when Jace heard about that, he smiled. The gleam in his eyes told me that he was planning something. The party was going to be big. The Lightwoods, the Mathews, and Magnus were all coming.

One morning, right after breakfast, I asked Alex to watch the kids for me so that I could get them gifts. He said that he didn't mind. So, as I was about to leave, Jace stops me and asks if he can go with me.

"Why?"

"Because I want to get them something. I am...I am their father. I would just go on my own...but I don't know what I'd get them."

Ever since I allowed Jace back into my life and into the lives of the kids, I've noticed that he acts differently. He's gentle and kind. And in those rare moments where we have to speak to each other, he's hesitant. Like he'd really thinking about what he's saying.

I must admit, I hate and love that. Its' like he's finally grown up. Like he really regrets what he chose before and wants things to work out. But I hate that he's changed as well. Confusing, yes, but it's how I feel. In a way...I want the same Jace that I fell in love with before.

The kick-ass-and-take-name Jace. Who didn't give a damn what anyone said. My cocky, arrogant, back-talking Jace. He's not yours Clary. Maybe before he was, but not now.

Anyways, as long as someone was going with me, I could do what I really wanted to do. And that was go back home and get somethings.

"OK Jace, you can come. But I gotta go some places after-wards, OK?"

He nods. "OK. I'm ready when you are."

I made a portal and we left.

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