One and a half months later
Clary woke in the middle of the night to crying for the third time that week. She rolled over in Jace's bed. Her mother had decided to let her stay at the institute because their own house was too far away from the school. Jocelyn, as it turned out, supported sending Shadowhunters to school fully, enough apparently to allow Clary to stay where her boyfriend lived. Clary guessed it had something to do with Jocelyn herself not even wanting Clary to be a Shadowhunter that made the idea of having her act like a mundane so appealing, like she might change her mind and go to college and forget the shadow world. Clary wasn't going to of course, but Jocelyn probably hoped.
All Clary wanted right now was for that stupid baby to shut up.
Clary tried to block out the noise and snuggled into Jace's side, but he had woken up too.
"Shit." He groaned and sat up. "These earplugs really don't work."
Clary, sat up, blinked the sleep out of her eyes and glanced over at the clock.
2:46
She groaned and fell back onto the bed and buried her face in the blankets. She was going to have to get up early tomorrow for school and she had to get her sleep. Yesterday she had fallen asleep during English, she didn't want that to happen again. She blocked her ears with a pillow but the crying continue relentlessly. Jace got up from the bed and slipped on a shirt and pants. Clary quickly did the same and followed him out of the door.
"Jace!" She half whispered, half shouted.
"You don't need to whisper everyone's probably already awake." He said sounding very annoyed.
He walked down the hall to Isabelle's room and knocked on the door.
"Isabelle please for the love of god tell me there is an off switch on that thing." He shouted through the door.
Izzy shouted a response filled with profanities back at him, then through open the door.
"You want it to shut up? Here, take it, find a way to make it shut up!" She fumed and thrust the fake baby at his chest and threw a plastic baby bottle at him. "I mean we both known odds are we'll have our own real baby soon judging by the way you two are going at each other every waking moment!" She was bordering on hysterical..
Maryse came from one end of the hall and Simon from the other.
"What's with all the shouting?" Maryse asked.
"This effing baby is why! Why did you make me deal with this and not those two? They could probably us she scare tactics just as much, if not more!" Isabelle shouted whole the mechanical wailing continued.
"Izzy calm down." Simon said but she ignored him and turned on Maryse.
"Seriously?! Why?!"
"Isabelle you are going to calm down this instant. I put that class on your schedule because I wanted to make sure you wouldn't get pregnant until you were totally ready and a lot older. I didn't put it on Jace's or Clary's schedule because I figured Jocelyn had probably already talked Clary's ears off about the issue. Now I will help you make the baby stop crying, if you calm down and everyone goes back to bed. Now" She added, giving them a glare that would make a lion run away with its tail between its legs.
Jace and Clary headed back to their room and as they were getting back into bed Jace asked,
"Did your mom really talk your ears off about this kinda stuff?"
"You don't know the half of it." She said and curled into his side as the wails ceased. She soon fell asleep.
...
The next morning Isabelle was still fuming and when they sat down at the counter the baby was already there and silent. Isabelle was standing at the counter eating cereal.
Simon came downstairs and sat next Clary at the island. The awkward silence was so bad Clary actually wanted to go to school just to escape it.
"So how did everyone sleep last night." Jace asked.
Isabelle death glared Jace and Clary kicked him underneath the table.
Clary checked the clock and saw that it was time to go. She got up from the table a little too fast and dashed out the door, thankful to escape the institute.
Once on the bus she leaned back in her seat. over the past month she had been getting tireder and tireder, the others were too. A couple weeks ago the would have been talking on their bus ride to the school or something, but now the just sat in silence. It was a combination of the baby, demon hunting, and the ungodly hour of the morning school started that was keeping them from getting enough sleep.
Clary sighed and put in ear buds and tried to relax as the bus bumped through the city to their school.