My cousin recently had a child and my sister is trying for one so I thought of a pregnancy fic so voila!
Disclaimer: I do not own TMI all right go to Cassandra Clare
"So who is going to do this? Are you going to do this or shall I?" Clary asked
" I have no clue" Izzy said "I'm still in shock, so maybe you I mean you are his best friend since birth."
"Yeah, but aren't you the one who is actually pregnant and you are his wife so I guess he'd rather hear it from you"
"I can't do it!" Izzy said. Looking up you could see her eyes were full of uncertainty "What if he hates me or the baby? What if he wants to get rid of it? What if he tries to hu-"
"Izzy, stop freaking out" Clary said cutting her off. "It'll be fine and I promise I'll be down here with you when you tell him"
Izzy nodded and Clary walked to the foot of the stairs. "Simon" she called . "Can you come here for a minute we need to have a talk"
Upstairs Simon tripped over his own two feet and said "Shit what have I done this time"
"Yes" he called. "What's wrong is it something to do with the baby?"
"How do you know about the baby?" Izzy asked.
"Well yeah you left the ultrasound letter on the table a couple weeks ago and then I saw the sonogram this morning and I thought you were leaving hints for me to find. Is that all you wanted to talk about?"
"Yeah, that's all" she said.
"Also congratulations we can celebrate later" he said with a wink and a hop in his step while walking up the stairs once again.
As soon as he as went out the room. Izzy turned to Clary. "You left the sonogram on the table?"
Clary just scratched the back of her head and blushed as red as her hair as she said "Opps"