Hey, lovelies. So I this is a shorter chapter but I just needed to upload it so here this is. My family is going through a really tough time right now so I don't know how much will be uploaded and thanks to those of you who commented on it in the reviews. Without further delay here is your next chapter! Forgive me for my typos!

Disclaimer: I promise that I don't own The Mortal Instruments. Pinky Promise.

DFTBA,

KelseyDockry.

"What happened? What's wrong?" I said, frozen.

"No, no. Nothing is wrong at all, it's good news!" She squealed.

"Okay, what is it?" I asked.

"I'm having a baby!" She sang.

"… What?"

"Luke and I are pregnant!" She said.

"Are you… Angel, Mom. That's great! How far along are you? Do you have a due date? Does Luke know? Do Maryse and Robert know? Oh, Angel; this is amazing! Are you having morning sickness or a-"

"Clary, breathe! I'm fine. I'm only about a month in and I haven't seen a doctor yet. I haven't even told Luke yet! It's only you, me, and the baby that know now!" She said.

I sat down happily in the kitchen and sighed. "This is so great. Why haven't you told Luke yet?"

"I want your help. I want your help with everything, actually: baby proofing, naming, oh, and of course the nursery. You're so good at decorating, I mean just look at your apartment!" She was so happy, I don't think that I've heard her this happy since I lived with them before the wedding.

"I am so excited!" I said. "Oh, when are you coming home so that I can hug you?"

"Tomorrow morning, we're all coming home, the four of us."

"Is Aline going back to Alicante then?" I asked hopefully.

"I'm not sure." She yawned then and pulled me out of the momentary lapse in time-management.

"Okay, go to bed now, Mom. I'll see you tomorrow. You need sleep."

"Oh, all right. I'll talk to you tomorrow, then! Good night!" She said.

"Night, Mom. Sleep well, love you," I hung up and sighed happily.

Jace walked out in a minute with a towel around his waist, wow, and looked at me confused. "What are you so happy about?"

"Well for one, my gorgeous boyfriend is standing in front of me in a towel and my mom just told me really good news. But you can't tell anyone, okay? She hasn't even told Luke."

"Okay," he said.

"Jocelyn is pregnant!"

"What? That's great!" He said and hugged me.

"I'm so excited and she wants me to help her with the nursery, and the names, and telling people. It is going to be so great."

"Well you are going to get a little brother-or sister."

"Well I have Max," I said. It was completely insane how fast Jace's family had become my family and how my family had become Jace's.

"True but this is your actual blood-related sibling."

"I'm so excited!" I repeated happily and skipped into my closet to change.

"By the Angel," I whispered when I caught a glimpse at my torso. Bare, no runes, no scars, no blood; nothing. I stared at it for a few minutes before sliding on a long sleeved shirt of Jace's and walked out to see Jace in only boxers; which, let me tell you, was not a bad sight at all.

He climbed into bed and curled into the blankets like a three year old, "You're cute," I said as I turned off the light and crawled in next to him. I turned to see the covers bawled up in his fists from the inside and pulled up to his cheek bones. His big gold eyes stared back at me and I felt the relationship equivalent of a fan-girl attack. I pulled those covers down just enough for me to press my lips to his gently. I felt his lips smile before his arms engulfed me and pushed me against him, bringing the covers over us both. I remembered how horribly empty my apartment had seemed without him and how much everything that I own smells like him. I began to wonder as his lips moved against mine and his body crushed my body to his if his room had smelled like me or seemed empty to him when I was not there and he was not here. I wondered if he ever smelled the smell of me and smiled as I did when I smelled his laundry soap and sunshine smell. I realized how I had always been wrapped up in his scent and in him himself and how I never planned to change this and if he were willing to have me it never would change. This made me more excited than anything ever had and gave me more bliss than any thought or beach closing scene of a movie had ever given me. His hands went to the hem of my shirt and pushed it up slightly, bringing me out of my reverie.

"Jace," I whispered in a warning tone.

"Yes?" He replied, still pushing my shirt up.

His hand reached half way up my rib cage when I caught it and stopped kissing him. He didn't seem to be taken by this because his hand continued its way around my back and tried to pull my shirt off that way. "Jace, stop. We need to stop,"

"I don't want to stop and I don't think that you want to stop," he said and ran his hand down my back to the elastic waistband of my shorts. His thumb dipped under the waistband at the part of my hip that stood out near the front.

"Jace, please stop," he didn't and pulled my face back to his. I began to wonder why I wanted to stop in the first place. "Why now?"

"Because I can't handle not being with you and I don't want to wait any longer. Also, I know that you don't want to wait anymore, you said so yourself just yesterday."

"But I don't want to now. Can't we please just wait a little while longer?"

"Clary, I'm not going to make you if you don't want to," he said and I put my head on his chest as I did every night and we drifted off to sleep together as we did every night.

I woke in the morning with that warm, in love feeling that I always felt with Jace's body against mine, his hands in my hair or on my back, and his scent caught in the sheets. I'm not sure why I'm so obsessed with how nice he smells but for some reason that is what I notice when he's not around. I decided that I should stop being stubborn and wake up. My eyes fluttered open and my head turned up to see the sleeping angel next to me. I moved his arm from my waist and gently got out of bed, trying not to wake him. I went and changed into some proper clothes and came out to see that he was still sleeping. My feet hustled through the room and I closed the door quietly, cringing when it shut because I didn't want to wake him. Slipping my shoes on and grabbing my keys, I looked into a mirror, pulled up my hair up into a pony tail and locked the door behind me. I turned to see Haylee in the hall also just locking her door.

"Hi, Clary!" She said with her usual excitement.

"Hey, Haylee. Where are you going?" I asked.

"My mom said that there was a message downstairs at the desk and sent me to check."

We went down to the lobby and I got my mail. There were the usual junk mail envelopes and all of that but there were a few letters marked personally to me will handwriting. I opened a few on the way down which were basically just unnecessary junk. The elevator ride up was boring and awkward what with the couple of people also in the elevator that cleared their throats periodically. The elevator rang and announced that it had creaked its way to the tenth floor. I tried to stop myself from praising the floor of the tenth story when I got off of that ill at ease, little box with the people that like to stare. The hallway streaked past me as I fast walked to my apartment and closed the door behind me.

Jace was still asleep so I called Jocelyn to see when she was coming. Sitting down and grabbing the note pad for messages, I waited for her to pick up. Pulling the pen across the note pad and listening to the ringing tone I started to daydream about Jace and my new sibling and how eventually that new sibling with have a niece or nephew from me. I thought about how close in years my little sibling and my child could be if Jace and I stayed this close and I thought about how Jace and I would defiantly have a baby if we were still together, which we almost certainly would be. That should have scared me to incredible heights but what was even scarier that than I could have a baby in two years if I stayed at the same pace as I was is that it didn't sound bad. This idea of having Jace's kids did not seem like a bad thing at all and it only made me want to go into my room, wake him up, and marry him right now. That is what should have scared me but again it did not. I realized then, when my mother answered her phone and when I began to talk to her about her new child, my new brother or sister, that I loved Jace more than I had ever loved anyone and no doubt more than anyone had ever loved anything. It was incalculable, the love I had for Jace.

"So what are you doing?" I asked.

"Eating the breakfast that Luke made me!" She said.

"And how is that?"

She thought for a while about this and concluded with, "Scrumptious."

That's it, folks. I was requested to use scrumptious so here you go. Thanks in advance for the reviews (Is my begging for them out of line?) I thrive off of them. And I was thinking, should I go more into detail about my life in my Author's notes. Anyway, I love you guys for being you.

DFTBA,

KelseyDockry