Backstabbers Never Die Chapter 17, a mortal instruments fanfic

A/N: Hey guys! I am so sorry this too me so long to post, but I was really struggling to write these last few months. I hope you enjoy it.

Clary felt like the walking dead. She constantly was taking care of Jonathan, cleaning up after herself, or trying to spend time with Jace. She was attempting to stay awake, so her and Jace could finish a movie. "Go to bed." Jace kissed her head, running his fingers through her hair.

"But we haven't spent any time alone together." She yawned heavily, lifting her head from his lap.

"You just had a baby." He pointed out, pausing for a second. "We just had a baby." He added with a whisper. "Jonathan comes first now. We are second, and I'm ok with that." He explained, playing with her locks.

"It's just been a month. I thought it would settle down a bit, but it hasn't." She whispered, rubbing at her face.

It was a lot more stressful being a mom then she thought it would. Sometimes she just wanted a break, but she was the only one there. She had to keep looking after him, keep feeding him, and keep cleaning him. Jace wanted to help, but she was still holding back. She saw Jonathan as her son, not theirs. She knew that Jace saw him as his son. She just needed more time.

"Sebastian's trial is going to be over in a few days." Jace stroked her cheek, gazing into her eyes. "Isabelle can take Jon for the night, and we could go out to a nice restaurant. You can have a night off." He suggested softly, getting to his feet. "Come to bed." He pulled her to her feet, leading the way to their bed.

Jace lied down, and Clary curled into his arms. The second her eyes closed she was fast asleep.

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Clary got up in the middle of the night when she heard Jonathan crying. She stumbled out of bed, picking him up from his basinet, and she brought him to her bed. Clary lifted her top, letting Jonathan start to eat, as she leaned back against the pillows. She sighed exhausted, letting her eyes shut.

Jace grunted slightly, turning his head to look at her. "Hi, baby." He whispered, rubbing Jon's back lightly. He leaned up, brushing their lips together lightly. She smiled faintly, flinching heavily when Jon chewed on her in an odd way.

"I hate breast feeding." She groaned, sighing heavily.

"I'll have to take care of those breast sometime." He whispered in her ear. She inhaled a sharp breath, feeling her hips roll slightly. She scolded herself for her respond. She hoped that after Jonathan was born, her urges would go away, but they were still there. She knew that Jace saw what happened because he was grinning smugly at her.

"Shut up." She hit him lightly, snickering to herself.

"I could take care of them when he's done." He breathed, nibbling on her earlobe.

"That would be so weird." She laughed, shaking her head.

"Would it be though?" He asked, smiling innocently at her.

"Yes, yes it would be." She snorted, flinching again.

"I should just go back to sleep." He chuckled, slipping under the covers.

"Yes, go to sleep." She grinned, kissing his head lightly.

Jonathan finished eating, and Clary carefully climbed out of bed. She laid Jonathan down. She hummed softly, moving the hair out off of his face. She fixed his blanket, knowing she should get back to bed. She couldn't bring herself to leave her son's bedside. She loved to look at him, which sounded creepy when she thought about it. She shook her head, realizing that thought was ridiculous because he was a baby and she was his mother.

She climbed back under the covers, curling against Jace's back. She draped his arm over his waist, snuggling closer to him. He grunted softly before sliding his hand over hers. She settled her head against the pillow, letting herself drift into the land of sleep.

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Clary inhaled a deep breath, wrapping the hair around her curling iron. She hadn't gotten herself all prettied up since before Jonathan was born. She felt more empowered then normal. Today was the last day of the trial, and she knew that he was going to be convicted. Alec had been keeping her updated the whole time, which she was extremely thankful for.

Clary was a lot more upset about Alec moving out then she thought she would be. He would be leaving in a week to move in with Magnus, and Clary would have the apartment to herself. Jace pretty much moved in with her, but she didn't know how long that would last. They were both very aroused all the time, which was just building and building.

"You look beautiful." Jace's voice appeared at the bathroom door.

"Thanks." She smiled, looking over at him.

"I can't wait until we are alone." He wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck lightly. Her stomach filled with butterflies, as she ruffled his locks. "I want you so bad." He breathed, trialing his lips across his neck. She moaned, sinking back into his embrace. She pulled at his locks, angling her head to the side. He moved the hair from her other shoulder, and he started kissing there.

"You two are disgusting. If you aren't getting ready, get out of the bathroom." Alec interrupted, grabbing his tooth brush.

"Sorry man." Jace slapped Alec's arm before slipping out of the bathroom.

"You two are getting repulsive." Alec rolled his eyes, scrubbing his teeth.

"I'm sorry." She sighed, curling another piece of hair. "We are all over each other like all the time. We can't stop." She shook her head, setting the curling iron down.

"Well keep it behind closed doors until I move out." He smirked teasingly, wiping the toothpaste from his mouth.

"I'll try." She smiled faintly.

"I have a court case until 1, but I will join you at Sebastian's trial right after that." He assured her, leaning against the counter.

"Thanks, Alec." She smiled at him. "You've been a great roommate. Thanks so much for taking me in and doing my case. You've been there when no else has been." She hugged him, knowing he probably felt awkward by the gesture, but she didn't really care

"No problem." Alec grinned, releasing her. "I have to go, but I'll see you this afternoon."

"See ya." She called after him.

"Look who's awake." Jace sang, sweeping Jonathan into the bathroom with her.

"Oh, it's my baby." She gasped, smiling widely. She finished her last curl before taking her son into her arms.

"I thought you would want to unswaddle him." Jace said quietly, pecking her head lightly.

"I do." She hummed, patting Jon's back. She laid him down on the couch, brushing their noses together. Jonathan made gurgling noises, as he stared up at him mother. He seemed so alert and happy this morning. She undid the first side, and his arm shot out stretching. She snickered at her son, unclasping the other side, and he did the same thing.

"Hey, sweetheart, I need to get going." He buttoned his suit jacket.

"Alright," She was too enamored with her son to really notice Jace at the moment.

"I'll try get out for the end of the trial." He pressed his lips to the top of her head.

"Yes, please try to come." She lifted her head to his. He cupped his cheek lightly, brushing their lips together. "I love you." She breathed.

"I love you too." He smiled, backing away from her.

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Clary felt her stomach tighten, as she strapped Jon to her chest. She got a special order from the judge to bring her son to the trial, which she was thankful for. She made sure he was hidden from view before she made her way inside. She felt like she was going to vomit.

Today was the day where she was either free or trapped. She had a plane ticket to Australia and her passport was all in order, so if he was not guilty, she was going to be gone faster than he could be processed. She had given Jace a ticket last night, giving him an open offer to join her if things didn't go their way. She asked him not to respond because she knew she would be overwhelmingly hurt if he decided not to show up.

There was a slight falter in her step, as she neared the court house. She could do this. She hadn't seen any of the trial since she went into labor, and she was terrified to step into that room again. She stroked Jonathan's head, making her way up the steps.

She stepped inside the courthouse, seeing the lobby bustling with people. No one paid her any special attention, which she was thankful for. She strode down the hall, sliding her eyes over the doors, finding the court room.

She paused in the door way, inhaling a deep breath, as she held her head high. She sat in the front, playing with her son while she waited. She had to keep him quiet though. If he started crying, she would have to exit the courtroom, which would be embarrassing.

Clary hated that she was sitting alone, but she knew her friend would come eventually. Alec got done with his trial after lunch, and Jace would get out of work as fast as he could.

Clary stiffened when she Sebastian was escorted in. She was nervous about bring Jonathan to the trial because she didn't want Sebastian to have anything to do with her son, but she felt like it would be wrong not to take him. She didn't want him to be away from her, and she couldn't bear to leave him with her friend.

Sebastian's gaze locked with hers before it shifted down. She held her son to her chest possessively, watching Sebastian stiffen. His eyes cast down, as he sat down at his table. She narrowed her eyes, feeling like something was wrong. Her chest thudded anxiously in her chest. Something was strange about his demeanor, and she didn't know what to do about it. All she knew was that it felt wrong.

She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, checking on Jon before looking back at Sebastian. He wasn't paying them any attention, which made her feel a little better.

The trial started, and Clary listening intently into the closing statements. Lilith's entire closing statement was vindictive and contradictory, making her feel good about how this trail would end. Who could side with someone that vicious? Jonathan made a crying sound, making her quickly get to her feet. Jon gnawed at her breast, and she knew he was hungry.

She sat on a bench, taking out her breast to feed him. She covered her chest with a blanket resting back against the wall, as her baby ate. She wanted to be inside listening to the end of the trial, but she had to feed Jon. He'd more important than a trial.

"Hey there," Alec plopped down next to her.

"Hey," she grinned forcefully at him, taking her eyes away from him.

"You ok?" He asked softly, rubbing her arm.

"Something doesn't feel right." She shook her head, feeling her nerves build up in her stomach.

"You're just anxious." He assured her softly, bumping her lightly.

"I don't know." She breathed, dropping her head against the wall. "I want it to be nerves, but I don't think it is. Something was off about Sebastian. More so than normal, and I don't know what to do about it." She explained.

"He's always off. He's a murder and a psychopath." Alec scoffed quietly, as the door opened. The jury was escorted out of the courtroom, and into the room where they deliberated. The rest of the room filtered out into the lobby, and Clary stuffed herself back into her shirt.

"It was different than that." She rolled her eyes, sighing heavily.

"Right." He sighed.

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Clary paced up and down the hall, patting Jonathan's back. He was being a little fussy today, and she wanted to watch the final verdict. They had been deliberating for hours. The only reason that it was probably taking so long was because they were scared what Lilith might do in the aftermath.

"Hey there," a familiar comforting voice approached her.

"Hi," she smiled, puckering her lips. He grinned, pecking them lightly. She blushed faintly, as he stroked Jon's head.

"Can I hold him for a bit?" He asked, holding out his hands.

"Yeah," she laid in his arms, giving her limbs a break after carrying him for hours. She stretched her arms, sitting back down on the bench.

"How did it go?" He questioned, pressing his lips to Jonathan's head.

"I don't know." She sighed, deciding not to tell him something was off. There was no reason to worry him about some random feeling she was having. She was just anxious. It didn't mean anything.

"Are you worried?" His eyes softened at her, patting Jon's back.

"I know I shouldn't be, but I am." She shook her head, running her fingers through her locks.

"You have a right to be nervous." He assured her quietly, sitting next to her.

"I love you." She breathed, feeling her heart warm. His eyes searched her face, and she felt like he was looking right through her, seeing her inner most thoughts. She leaned against him, closing her eyes. He made her feel steady and safe in this moment, which made her happier then she could image.

"The jury is done deliberating." Alec strode over to them. "They are reconvening in 5 minutes." He explained, striding into the courtroom.

"I'll take him back." Clary got to her feet, adjusting him into her baby carrier. Jonathan snuggled against her, as his eyes fell closed. She smiled, kissing his head before they strode into behind Alec. She sat next to her roommate, while Jace sat on her other side. She took a calming breath, scanning her eyes over the jury.

One of the jury members stood up, shifting awkwardly the paper awkwardly in his hands. "We find the defendant guilty." He stated, and Clary released a relieving breath.

Her heart calmed, as she leaned against Jace. She couldn't believe that he was found guilty. She was so thankful to be free. She stood up to leave, but Sebastian moved to stand in front of her.

"Let me see him." Sebastian's hands were cuffed behind his back. "I want to see my son, Clary." He snapped, making her hold her baby close to her chest.

"He's not your son." She straightened up her back, standing firm against the man who destroyed her. Sebastian spit at her feet, but she just walked away. Jace had put a hand to her back, trying to steady her. She stepped outside of the courtroom, and leaned back against the wall. She closed her eyes feeling for the first time in years that she was her own person, like she wasn't tied down by the weight of her ex-husband.

She felt like she could breathe again.

A/N: We have two chapters to go! I'm wondering if any of you have any ideas about what's going to happen next. If any of you get close to the real thing, I will send you a sneak preview of one of the stories I am currently working on. I love all of you guys. Thanks so much for reading.