A/N: Hey guys! I hope you like this chapter!
Clary stepped into the court house, her head felt fuzzy. The stress was getting to her. She shook her hands out, and tried to calm down. She was ready for this divorce to be over with. Alec opened the court door opened for her, and she followed him inside.
"We will now look at Velrac VS Morgenstern." The judge called out, signaling Clary and Alec to sit at the table. Sebastian was brought out a few seconds later with his lawyer by his side. Clary clutched her hands together under the table, feeling the scrutiny of his gaze. His words buzzed through her mind. Alec explained to her that she shouldn't look jittery. He told her to hold her hands under the table. Well I cared about parts of you, rang in her mind.She bit her lip, inhaling a deep breath. "Please start your opening statements. Remember that this is a divorce case, so there will be no jury. The decision rest solely on me," the judge explained.
"Your Honor, before we begin, I request that counselor Lightwood be removed from this case." Lilith got to her feet before Alec could begin his opening statement. Clary felt her pulse speed up even quicker because Alec said that he would say his statement, and then Lilith would say hers, and then they would begin their arguments. Not only had Sebastian ruined her life, but now he wanted to get rid of her lawyer. One of the only people she trusted. She felt like she needed to scream, but that would most likely get her in trouble. So she stewed. Her blood boiled with frustration.
"Why on the earth would we do that?" The judge looked oddly at her.
"His client is currently living with him, and they might be romantically involved," she countered, looking slyly at him.
"Your honor, this is ridiculous. Everyone knows that I am not only gay, but currently in a relationship with reporter Magnus Bane." Alec got to his feet, seeming just as angry as Clary was. "My client is living with me because she is my friend. She didn't feel safe living at home where her husband attacked her." He shot over to Lilith, who seemed overwhelming frustrated with his response. Clary was glad, but she felt like something was off. She couldn't place it. Something didn't feel right.
"Counselor, I would sit down if I were you." The judge sneered at Lilith. "If you continue to throw out insulting claims, I will have you removed from Mr. Morgenstern's case," he threatened. "Now, Counselor Lightwood, please begin your opening statement.
"We would like for the prenuptial agreement between Sebastian Velrac and Clary Morgenstern to be considered null and void. Miss Morgenstern has been through a whirl wind over the past few months, and all of it was a result of her husband. He still has not been convicted of murder, embezzlement, and prostitution-"
"Objection! This is slander" Lilith shot up to her feet.
"Overruled. Considering that all of these directly affected Miss Morgenstern. Please continue, Consoler." He nodded at Alec, who inhaled a small breath. Lilith sat back down begrudgingly.
"Even though he has not been convicted, he has been found guilty of attacking his pregnant wife. She gave up everything for Sebastian, and he hurt her. Physically and mentally. He is most likely going to spend the next 45 to 60 years in prison. There is no reason that Miss Morgenstern shouldn't receive everything in the divorce," he explained, sitting back down.
"Your Honor, Mr. Velrac has yet to be convicted, and Mrs. Velrac willingly signed this document-" Lilith began.
"Miss Morgenstern," Alec corrected, which made Lilith throw him a nasty look.
"Miss Morgenstern," she bit out, "willingly signed a prenup, and this document is legally binding. She should not receive anything from Mr. Velrac," she explained, before sitting back down.
They started speaking pretty much gibberish. Clary kept her eyes forward, but things started to unfocus. She could feel her heart beat faster, too. She assumed it was just because she was a little tired, and the stress had been getting to her. Her head began feeling cloudy, which was beginning to get frustrating. She felt her neck fill up with heat, as the room started swaying back and forward. She didn't understand what was happening, and she didn't know what to do.
"Clary?" Alec whispered after a few minutes. "Clary?" he repeated. She looked over at him, and she felt her entire body sway side to side. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, putting his hand over hers.
"No." She closed her eyes, shaking her head. She felt like she was beginning to swing, but she didn't know how to stop it.
"What's wrong?" he questioned.
"I feel sick. I think I need to go to the doctor..." she whispered, gripping her stomach.
"Your Honor!" Alec stood up quickly, seeming fairly distressed. "My client is not feeling well because of her pregnancy. Could we reconvene another day?" he requested respectfully.
"Darling, are you okay?" the judge asked, looking over at the girl.
"I just feel really dizzy," she murmured, getting to her feet. Her calf tightened as she stood up. She winced heavily when her side hit the ground. The blood rushed to her head when she the ground, making her black out.
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Clary blinked her eyes open, and there were bright florescent lights. She looked next to her and saw Isabelle. She groaned quietly, bringing the hospital blanket up to cover her eyes. She was so embarrassed that she was here. She fainted in the middle of the courtroom, which was overwhelmingly humiliating. She was glad that her friend was here with her though. She didn't know if she could handle waking up in the hospital alone, especially after she went to her first ultrasound alone.
"Hey, there." Izzy smiled softly at her, putting her hand over Clary's.
"Hi," she murmured, squeezing her hand. Isabelle didn't say anything in response, but she didn't need words of consolation. She needed her friend to physically be here, which was what Izzy was doing.
"Miss Morgenstern, I'm glad you're awake." The doctor walked in with a clipboard in hand. "How are you feeling?" she asked, clicking her pen.
"Groggy." She rubbed her head, feeling the IV in her arm. "What happened?" she asked, adjusting to a more comfortable position under the covers.
"You were dehydrated. Not enough to do a lot of damage, but when you're pregnant, you need to drink more fluids than normal. We think your leg cramped up and with the shock of the fall and stress in courthouse made you pass out. You should be fine to go home tomorrow. We want to keep you overnight just to be sure that nothing else went wrong," she explained before exiting the room. Clary sighed, putting her free hand over her face. She couldn't believe that she'd fainted because of dehydration. She had been so careful about all her food, and then today, with going to court, she'd just totally spaced on drinking a glass of water with her breakfast. She felt her eyes water, making her sniff heavily. She'd been working so hard to keep everything together, and she couldn't remember to drink water. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't stop it. Her hormones were raging, and they overwhelmed her.
"What's wrong?" Iz asked softly.
"I'm so tired of crying." Her voice cracked, as she choked back sobs.
"Hey, everything is okay." Isabelle moved his chair even closer, gathering both of her hands in hers.
"No, it's not." She shook her head, inhaling a deep breath. "There is just so much bull crap going on, and the one thing I needed to really take care of is my baby, and I forgot a vital piece of my health, which was water. How do I forget to drink water?" she exclaimed, as she cried into her hand, trying not to look like a complete slob. She hated this situation. She never thought she would be pregnant and abandoned, and she determined that it was the worst thing she had ever experienced in her life.
"You were stressed about the trial. It happens. Everything is going to be fine," she assured her, getting to her feet.
"No, it's not," she sobbed, shaking her head. She felt her friends arms awkwardly wrap around her, and she rested her cheek on her shoulder.
"Everything is fine," she breathed, as she shifted over, so she could lay down next to her best friend. She engulfed her in a warm hug, and Clary propped her head on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry..." she whispered, gripping onto her waist.
"It's okay," she murmured back.
"Thank you for coming," she breathed, drawing away from her slightly. She rubbed her eyes, trying to make the stinging go away. She hated crying because of the way it made her eyes feel.
Isabelle snuggled with her best friend for what felt like hours, but it was just what Clary needed. She didn't realize how badly she needed affection until now. It'd been months since anyone had held her, and she missed it. She put cuddles on her list of wants.
There was a soft knock, as the door cracked open. Clary was too tired to look up, so she left her face in the crook of Isabelle's neck. She knew that Izzy would take care of anyone who walked in.
"Jace, I didn't know you were coming," she said quietly, adjusting slightly.
"Alec told me what happened at dinner." He let the door close behind him, as he stepped inside. "How she doing? Is she awake?" He padded over to the chair next to the bed.
"Clary?" Izzy maneuvered her head to see her best friends face, and Clary looked up at her. "Do you want to talk to Jace?" she asked, rubbing her arm lightly.
"Sure." She nodded faintly.
"I'm going to get some dinner. I'll be back in a little bit." She crawled off the small hospital bed, leaving the cramped hospital room.
The room was then overcome with a silent tension. Neither of them knew what to say. Clary rolled on her side to face him, knowing that she probably looked like absolute crap. Her makeup was smeared everywhere, her eyes were red and puffy, and her hair was a ball of red mess. His eyes rested softly on hers, and the longer he looked at her like that the more frustrated she felt.
"I don't need your pity," she whispered after several minutes.
"I don't pity you," he stated calmly.
"It's in your eyes. The pity." She sighed, snuggling into her pillow. "I have enough self-pity. I don't need it from you, too." She huffed, pulling the blanket to her chest.
"I don't pity you." he repeated. "I'm worried about you," he breathed, shaking his head slightly.
"We've only had 4 lunches," she scoffed, rolling onto her back.
"Does that mean I'm not allowed to be worried?" he teased, grinning faintly.
"I don't know." A small smile appeared on her face. She liked the idea that he was concerned about her.
"Well, I am worried." He grinned fully this time, making her smile. "So the least you could do is thank me for coming by." He chuckled, glancing down at his hands.
"You didn't bring me anything, so what do I have to thank you for?" She snickered to herself, as she moved back to her side to face him.
"For being in my presence, of course!" he mocked, scooting the chair closer to the bed.
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes, a ghost of a smile on her lips. "You know, you didn't need to come here in a suit. You could have gone home and changed." She saw that he was in slacks and a button up, which made her wonder if he came straight here once he found out.
"I always wear a suit." He chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "But if you want me to go casual, how about I take you out on Friday?" He smirked in a way that made her blush.
"Okay, but it better be something fun," she grunted, as she tried to get comfortable. "I've been in the hospital all day. I need to do something fun this weekend, or eat some ice cream." Her body felt overwhelmed with the need to eat ice cream, which kind of frustrated her because she wasn't supposed to eat ice cream. Stupid preggo diet.
Jace grabbed the remote off the side table, and began flicking through channels. Isabelle ended up coming back hours later, finding the two of them fast asleep after hours of making fun of the horrible tv shows that were on. Clary faintly remembered him kissing her head lightly before leaving the room.
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Clary felt for the first time like everything was alright. Even though she was in the hospital, she felt like she was finally learning to not worry about everything else around her. She felt so in control of her life for the last decade, now that everything was spiraling out of control, it had taken its toll on her.
"Clary, I'm so sorry I wasn't here yesterday." Her obgyn walked in with a distressed look across her face. "No one paged me, or else I would have come in to check on you!" She exclaimed.
"It's okay, Helena." Clary smiled faintly at her. "I told them not to page you. It didn't seem like an emergency," she assured her doctor.
"Okay," she sighed, flipping through her chart. "They think it was dehydration with a leg cramp?" she hummed, tucking the clipboard against her stomach. "Now that you have been pumped full of fluids how are you feeling? Do you still feel kind of dizzy?" she asked.
"I feel much better," she said. Honestly, she still felt like crap, but that had more to do with being in the hospital. She felt gross.
"That's great." Helena smiled at her, as she pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. "If you ever aren't feeling right, please feel free to call." She handed her the paper. "Now, you are free to go. Just let me get together your discharge papers, and you can take a warm shower when you get home." She grinned at her before exiting the room.
Clary reached over to grab her phone to call Isabelle because she left for work early in the morning. She called Alec, and he said he couldn't leave until after his meeting. Clary's chest tightened because both of her friends couldn't get out of work to take her home. She didn't want to ride in a taxi, but it seemed like she might end up having to do that. Then she got a text from Izzy telling her to call Jace. Clary chewed on her lip, as she twirled the device in her hand. Could she really ask Jace to take her home from the hospital? She didn't want to burden him, but who else could take her home?
"Hello?" His voice came over the speaker.
"Hi." She chewed on her lip, feeling extremely awkward for having to ask him to drive her home.
"What's up? Are you still at the hospital?" he questioned.
"Yeah, I- umm… I actually need a ride. Alec and Isabelle can't get out of work, and my car isn't here." She played with her nails, waiting for his response.
"Are you calling me for a ride?" he teased.
"Yes." She looked down at her lap. "Can you please come and get me?" she asked, gulping thickly.
"I can be there in 15 minutes," he said before hanging up.
Clary set her phone on the side table, as Helena walked back in to remove her IV and finish checking her out. By the time Clary was wheeled out of the hospital, Jace was waiting in the front for her.
"Thank you for getting me." She climbed into his passenger seat, as he leaned against the door.
"It's no problem." He shut the door before running around the car to his seat. "I didn't have much to do today, so I figured I could play hooky." He started the car, pulling out of the lot.
A/N: So I kind of skipped forward a bit, but I thought following them around on their lunches would be a little boring.
The next chapter is going to be really fun! It is their first 'real' date. I have about half of it done so far, and I am really happy about how it is turning out so far.
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