A/N: Hey guys, college has been super busy, and I've been slowly working on this story. I hope you guys like it!
Clary never felt like she was in bliss. She was in a half awake state, loving the feeling of man holding her. He was curled against her back with his hand resting on her stomach, and she never wanted his warmth to leave her body. She knew he didn't consciously put his hand on her belly, but she felt like it was affection towards her baby. She hadn't been able to fall completely asleep because the baby was rambling against her mid-section, but she found herself relaxing against her boyfriend.
She was so happy about how the night went. She learned so much about Jace, which is something she so desperately wanted. She hated how much that she wanted Jace to be her man and her baby's father. She knew that wishing for those things could end horribly for her, yet she couldn't stop herself from thinking that way. She grew up wanting the perfect family with a happy father and mother, who had an adorable baby together. That dream was nearly impossible right now, but being with a man that makes her happy and loved her baby, that's the next best thing, right?
A cramp shot through her lower abdomen, making her groan softly. "Ow, ow." She winced, pushing herself into a sitting position. "Ow." She held her stomach, not understand what was wrong. She was only 7 months pregnant. She couldn't be in labor, could she?
"You ok?" Jace grunted softly, rubbing his eyes.
"I don't know." She furrowed her brow, placing both hands on her stomach.
"What is it?" His voice was rough with sleep, as he forcibly pushed himself into a sitting position.
"It was kind of like a cramp." She murmured, feeling another twinge across her belly. She whimpered, closing her eyes. She scratched her stomach lightly, trying to figure out what it was.
"Do you think you're in labor?" He rubbed her back, seeming very concerned. She melted against his side, loving that he was there for her. She had been dealing with her pregnancy thing completely alone, which is something she never expected to do in her life, but tonight he was here with her. She had someone to take care of her immediately, instead of them cleaning up the aftermath.
"I- I don't know." The pain receded, as she inhaled a small breath, shaking her head. "I don't think it is. Can you look up what contractions feel like?" She pushed herself up, trying to settle against the head rest comfortably.
"Yeah." He grunted, as he reached for phone on the bedside table. "Ok…" He trailed off, typing into his phone quickly. "It says on google that labor contractions usually cause discomfort or a dull ache in your back and lower abdomen, along with pressure in the pelvis. Contractions move in a wave-like motion from the top of the uterus to the bottom. Is that what your feeling?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck, as he glanced over at her. He looked so sleepy, which made her feel a little guilt for waking him.
"I think so…" She gritted her teeth, scratching her stomach lightly. "Can you look up the difference between Braxton hicks and labor?" She felt another wave of agony, and she groaned in discomfort.
"Alright let's see… blah, blah, blah… Braxton Hicks starts around the groin and the abdomen, while labor tends to start at your back and move forward." He explained, setting his phone to the side.
"I don't think I'm in labor." She stated, heaving a sigh of relief.
"That's good. If you keep having them, we can go by the hospital." He laid back down, drawing her into his arms. She laid on her side, inhaling a small breath. She could feel his warmth begin to seep into her again, as she tried to relax.
"Ok." She nodded, wanting to fall asleep. Her sleepiness was overcoming her, but Jonathan was being a little stinker. He has been more active at night lately, which was driving her up the wall. She was forced to sleep well into the day, and it was beginning to drive her mad.
"Are you alright?" He stroked her cheek lightly, sending a shiver down her spine. The way he touched her sometimes made her feel like the most precious thing on this earth.
"I haven't been sleeping well." She sighed, yawning heavily. "I've actually been mostly awake all night." She shook her head in frustration, running her hand through her locks. "I was really comfortable before so I didn't mind, but then I got those contraction things." She exhaled an annoyed breath, shaking her head.
"That's no fun." He slid his hand down to her arm, squeezing it in a way that felt reassuring.
"Yeah." She murmured, as he tangled her fingers with his. She smiled looking at their hands, as he played with her fingers.
"Do you want me to stay up with you?" He offered, drawing her attention back to his face.
"No, you have work in the morning. I can sleep throughout the day." She explained, looking at their joined hands.
"You sure? You have Sebastian's arraignment tomorrow afternoon." He breathed, gazing into her eyes.
"I'll be ok." She nodded, scooting closer to him.
"Alright," he breathed, inhaling a small breath. "Good night." He kissed her lightly, letting his eyes fall shut again. She knew when he fell asleep because his hand went slack in hers. She smiled seeing his features soften. He appeared much younger when he was sleeping. His features weren't as sharp or as suggestive. She rolled onto her back, trying to find a comfortable position, as she closed her eyes. Throughout the night she had two more contractions, but they eventually stopped, leaving her baby boy to pitter against her stomach. If she wasn't so tired, she would love her baby's activity, but she needed rest yesterday.
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Clary stood in front of her mirror, looking over her outfit. Her baby bump was much larger then she realized. She had been wearing loose fitting clothes, so now that she was wearing something form fitting she could see it as it's real size. She avoided the mirror most days, and it looks different when you look down at it compared to the front. She thought for being as wide as she was tall that she looked pretty good. She inhaled a sharp breath, feeling the nerves wreck her body.
She was so worried that they wouldn't convict him. She had been too scared to say out loud, or even to admit it to herself because if she said it, it might happen. She shook that thought out of her mind. He is going to get sent to trail, and he is going to get sentenced for life. She learned during her interview that they had been gathering evidence against her husband for a while, so they had enough support to put him in jail.
She got a text from Izzy, telling her that she arrived in the parking lot, and she quickly gathered her shoes. She awkwardly crouched over, attempting to slip her heels on. She deflated slightly when she realized that she could no longer wear her favorite shoes. She had bought some bigger shoes, but she was still disappointed. Her feet were killing her today. She had been standing a lot more than normal today, and she would probably be standing a while longer.
She hurried out of the house, climbing into Isabelle's car. Clary could no longer drive because of her big belly, but she could get into the passenger's seat. "Hey, I'm sorry I can't stay during the arraignment." Isabelle pulled out into the street, gritting her teeth slightly.
"It's ok." Clary shrugged, groaning quietly when she felt the baby sit on her bladder.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"I just peed myself a little." She grumbled, shifted uncomfortably. She always cringed at those pee pad commercials before she was pregnant, but now she lived off of them. Jonathan liked to squish her bladder all the time, and those pads kept her from wetting herself fifty times a day.
"Gross." She wrinkled her nose, continuing to drive.
"Everything has been so gross lately." She rolled her eyes in annoyance, heaving a sigh. "I'm sweating all the time, I had a long fart for about an hour while I was getting ready, and I had Braxton-Hicks last night." She grumbled, running her hand through her hair.
"Well you look gorgeous." Her friend assured her with a smile.
"It took a lot of effort." She snorted, chuckling softly. "I got ready for a solid 5 hours today."
"5 hours?" Isabelle raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"I attempted to shave today because I am wearing a skirt. I didn't realize how much hair was on my legs. I went through two razors today, and I could hardly reach my ankles, which are incredibly swollen by the way." She shook her head, resting her hand on her belly.
"Poor thing." She breathed, shaking her head.
"You're telling me." She murmured, leaning back in her seat.
"Yeah, but the end result was worth it." Clary grinned, as they pulled in front of the courthouse.
"Alec is court today dealing with another case, so you guys are going to meet in the lobby to leave." Izzy explained, unlocking the car.
"Got it." She climbed out of car, walking carefully up the steps.
She could feel her heart pounding in her ears, as she entered the courthouse. This place would determine her ex-husbands fate. He had done terrible wrongs not only to her, but to this country. He was going to put away for a long time because he was a bad person. She hated that she had even married him. Everything that he had done made her feel like their entire relationship was a lie. She loved him for almost a decade before she learned the truth. He never cared about her. He only cared about himself.
She stepped into the courtroom, sitting behind the prosecutors table. She didn't want there to be any indication that she was siding with the slim ball of her ex-husband. She played with the rim of her dress, inhaling a sharp breath. She told herself to calm down, as the door opened. Sebastian came out in his power suit.
She pursed her lips, feeling memories boil up in her mind. She bought that suit for him while he was on a campaign trail, and she surprised him with it for his winning speech. He repaid her in the most satisfying way possible. He had never made her feel like that before, and now that memory was bitter in her mind. She wondered why he actually did that for her. Was it because he loved her? Or was it because of the material object she bought him?
Sebastian smirked at her, sliding into seat. He obviously knew what was running through her head. She used to like that he could read her mind, but now it sent cold chills down her spine. He was the worst.
The judge came out, and she carefully pushed her body into a standing position. He waved his hand at them, telling them to be seated, as he put his glasses on. "Now, we have Velrac VS the People." He sighed, looking up at them. "How do you plead?" He looked over at Sebastian's lawyer, Lilith, who got to her feet.
"Not guilty." She stated, propping her hands against the table.
"Really?" The judge raised his eyebrow at them in confusion.
"Yes, my client was brainwashed by the majority leader, and this file proves that." She handed one to the judge and the other to the defending lawyer. The judge flipped through the paperwork, heaving soft sigh.
"Objection, your honor, this file should have been submitted before the hearing. This is obviously just a ploy to combat all the evidence we have been collecting since before the majority leader came into his position." The lawyer countered, seeming overly frustrated.
Clary bit her lip, knowing that he was going to try to pull something like this. She was so frustrated. Why couldn't he just take his failure in stride, instead of making trying to pin his crimes on others. He got caught, so he should pay the price. She felt like she was so blind for not seeing his shifty nature sooner. She tangled her fingers together, watching the lawyers going back and forward for a few minutes before the judge slammed down the gavel.
"Silence!" He rolled his eyes at the lawyers, glancing between them. "I will not allow this into evidence at this moment, but if you get a court ordered psychiatrist to look into his physiological state. I might allow it." He explained setting the file aside. "The trail will start in one month. Next case." He dropped the gavel again, making her flinch slightly. She pursued her lips, as Sebastian got to his feet. He buttoned his jacket, like he always did before holding his hands out to be handcuffed. He looked so slicked. He always looked slick. She hated it.
She got to her feet carefully, beginning to head to the door. "Clary!" Lilith's voice sent a stutter down her spine, making her freeze into place.
"What?" She snapped, walking up to the rail.
"Sebastian said he wanted to see you." Lilith cocked her head to side, staring at her stomach.
"I don't want to see him." She crossed her arms, feeling subconscious.
"Well," A cold smile spread across her face, as her eyes lifted to Clary's. "I don't understand why he wants to see you, but he does." She shrugged, clicking her tongue loudly. She was eyeing her as if she was her competition, and something clicked in her mind.
"You're sleeping with him, aren't you?" She furrowed her brow, wondering where this coyness came from.
"That would be against my ethics." She bit her lip with a glint in her eyes.
"But I guess that isn't stopping you." She challenged, glaring at her.
"He's very good. I'm surprised you left him. I would have stayed with him just for sex if I was you." She snorted, shaking her head.
"He's using you. He probably just slithered into your bed to motivate you to work harder, and after the case, he's going to drop you like a fly." She sighed softly, taking a step back. "But he's not my problem anymore." She held her hands up, walking away from her. She hurried outside, making her way to the lobby. Her stomach tightened slightly, and she huffed in frustration. It felt kind of like the Braxton-Hicks she had the night before, but it was much more mild then the night before. Well maybe she was over reacting last night. She carefully sat down, adjusting side to side, as the cramp subsided.
She released a breath, propping her head against the wall. Relief flood through her system when the fact that he was going to trail settled into her veins. He wasn't going to get away with the brainwashing stuff unless he was able to brainwash his therapist, which she didn't think he had enough time to do that.
"Hey there, have you been waiting long?" Alec strode over to her, offering her a hand to get up.
"No," she shook her head, letting Alec pull her to her feet.
"Good, tell me how it went." He led her out to his car.
A/N: Sorry that this took me longer then I thought to post. Thanks so much for reading. If there is anything you guys want to see just let me know.
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