"What are you doing here," Jace asked as I waddled into the gym. He rushed to me placing his hands on my very large and very pregnant belly and kissing me sweetly. "You're supposed to be resting."

About two months before, it became apparent that my small frame was going to have a hard time carrying Jace's baby. The doctor told us that I should keep activity to a minimum if I wanted to carry our baby to term. Now, here I was a week past my due date and our son had decided he just didn't want to come out yet. I was done with being pregnant. I loved Jace and I loved our son, but he really just needed to hurry up and get out. My back hurt, my feet were ridiculously swollen and I looked like I swallowed a stability ball. My belly was humungous.

"Excuse me, but I wanted to see my husband and I can't stand being alone in that house anymore," I said as I pushed past Jace and headed over to the mats. Jace came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist putting his hands under my stomach, holding it and taking some of the pressure off of my back. I sighed at the relief. "Thank you."

"Feel better?" He kissed my temple and I closed my eyes and nodded. "Why don't I take you home and draw you a nice relaxing bath and cook you dinner."

"No, I came to watch the kids' class and take pictures." I motioned to my camera hanging off of my shoulder.

"Come on, Clary. Let's just go home." He started pulling me toward the door, but I stopped him.

"Jace Herondale, I have been stuck in that house for the majority of the past two months and I am going crazy. Your demon spawn won't get out of me and all I want to do is take some pictures to gain my sanity back. So, I will sit in that chair and I will take pictures and you will be happy about it or you can forget about ever seeing me naked again."

He laughed and pulled me into his arms, holding my head against his chest. "What am I going to do with you?"

"Let me take pictures. I just explained that." He put his hands on either side of my head and tilted it up so he could see me.

"I love you, Red." Our lips met in a soul-searing kiss that made me wish I wasn't ten months pregnant and about to pop. "Go sit down and take your pictures, but I will be drawing you a bath and I will be cooking you dinner when we get home."

"Deal." I kissed his cheek before waddling to the chair. About half way there, I felt a rush of water between my legs. I looked down at the puddle and froze. This was it. Our baby was finally coming, but when I opened my mouth to speak, nothing came out. I took a few cleansing breaths and turned to face Jace. "Honey, could you come over here for a second?"

Jace dropped whatever he was doing and ran over to me taking my hand and resting his other hand on my back. "What's wrong?" Concern written all over his face.

"Um, my water just broke." He looked down at the floor and noticed the puddle. "I think we need to go to the hospital." Jace sprung into action squatting and lifting me in his arms. "I can walk, Jace."

"Just let me have this, okay? I'll put you down when I know you're safe and in a hospital bed. Just let me be neurotic and paranoid right now."

I conceded and leaned my head against his shoulder as he shouted out orders to everyone in the gym. He told Simon to make sure everyone got picked up and to lock up the gym. Simon said he would let Isabelle know what was happening and he would meet us at the hospital. I was reluctant to let Isabelle come to the hospital when she had a six-month old baby to worry about, but Simon insisted that they had had a plan worked out for months. Hodge would take care of Tessa while we were all at the hospital and everything was going to work out.

When we finally made it to the door, Jace turned to face the gym and yelled, "I'm going to be a dad!" Everyone cheered and clapped as we pushed out the door and made our way to the truck. Luckily, Jace had had my hospital bag loaded and ready for weeks just in case we needed it. Jace buckled me into the front seat and ran around to the driver's side. Before he backed out of the parking lot, he turned to face me. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me to him to kiss me.

"We're having a baby," he whispered against my lips. When I opened my eyes, I saw a mixture of emotions flooding his eyes.

"We're going to be parents," I whispered back before I let the tears fall. I kissed him one last time before he started driving to the hospital.

I turned the radio on and listening to my Linkn Park playlist the entire way to the hospital. When we finally pulled up in front of the hospital after a twenty-minute drive, Jace pulled me out of the car and rushed me inside. He put me down only when a nurse told him I had to be in a wheelchair. I thought he was going to explode when she told him we needed to fill out some forms before she could get me in a room. I reached up and placed my hand on his arm, rubbing my thumb back and forth. That seemed to calm him as he took the clipboard from the nurse and filled the forms out in record time.

As soon as he handed the nurse the forms, she led us back to our room. I changed into a hospital gown and then another nurse inserted an IV and wrapped a fetal monitor around my stomach. We were told that my doctor had been contacted and that she would be there soon. The contractions, which had gotten stronger after my water broke, were now five minutes apart and I swear I almost broke Jace's hand each time from squeezing so hard.

I could see in his face how hard this was for him. He didn't like to see me in pain and he couldn't do anything about this. All he could do was hold my hand and try to talk me through it. He pushed my hair back from my forehead and kissed it and held my hand.

My doctor came in and checked to see how dilated I was and I was only five centimeters dilated which meant we still had some time. She asked me if I wanted an epidural when the time came.

"I have absolutely nothing to prove," I told her and Jace chuckled beside me. She nodded and left the room.

Simon and Isabelle came in the room shortly after and Isabelle threw her arms around me yammering about how awesome it was that our children were only a few months apart. She looked absolutely amazing after giving birth and it made me instantly jealous and worried that I might never look the way I used to. There's no way my skin could stretch so much and go back to normal. I pushed the thought aside for now and tried to determine what Isabelle was talking about. Finally, Simon put his hand over her mouth to silence her.

"She had coffee today for the first time in over a year," he explained. "She's a little wired."

I let out a deep belly laugh as another contraction hit. Searing pain ripped through my stomach as my abdomen tightened. Jace rubbed my back and held my hand while whispering into my hair. Things along the lines of, "you're beautiful" and "you amaze me."

Eight hours later, I had an epidural in my system and things were feeling good. I could still feel the contractions, but the pain was significantly more bearable. Jace sat or stood next to me, never leaving my side. The doctor came in again to check me and said I was finally completely dilated and that it was time to push.

Simon had left a while ago to take Tessa home because Hodge had called to say she felt a little sick. Isabelle was still in the room and I wasn't sure how to tell her that I only wanted Jace in the room while I gave birth. When the doctor asked whom I wanted in the room, I looked to Jace for help.

"Iz, get lost," he said as I smacked him. She glared at him and came to my side.

"I'm sorry, Iz," I whispered. "I just think I want this to be between Jace and me. Can you understand that?"

"I get it, hon," she said as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. "Now, give me my future son-in-law."

I laughed as she made her way out of the room and my feet were put into stirrups.

Oh, this should be fun.

Jace wrapped his arm around my shoulder to help me sit up and held my hand tight. The doctor instructed me on what to do and I followed her instructions as I pushed with all of my might. I screamed expletives toward Jace that I would have to apologize for later and slumped back against the headboard of the bed.

This process repeated for an hour before my doctor told me to give one more big push. Jace held me tight and I screamed bloody murder as I gave one more giant push. I felt a pressure release and heard my son cry.

The doctor held him up so I could see him and I couldn't stop the tears from falling. Jace pulled me against him and peppered my face with kisses whispering declarations of love with every kiss. When the doctor asked if he wanted to cut the chord, he stood up straight, nodded and took the scissors from her. She told him where to cut and he did before the nurses took our son to get cleaned up. Jace glanced at me and I knew he wanted to make sure our son was okay. I nodded, giving him permission to watch over him.

The nurse finally brought our boy over to me and placed him in my arms. Jace sat down next to me as I examined every feature of our perfect son's face. His hair was light and yellow just like I knew it would be. His eyes were blue, but Jace was convinced they would turn green like mine before long.

A steady stream of tears fell from my eyes as we experienced our first moments as a family. Jace ran his finger along our son's nose and he smiled. Jace kissed me deeply conveying everything he couldn't say in that moment.

"So, we have a son, but what is his name," Jace asked. We hadn't completely decided on a name and I knew I would just know when I saw him what his name would be.

"William," I said confidently as I glanced at Jace to see his reaction.

"William Herondale. It's perfect." He leaned down to kiss me. "He's perfect." Kiss. "You're perfect."

"You're not so bad, yourself."

William had fallen asleep so we stared shamelessly at his perfect little face. We had a lot of dreams wrapped up in this little bundle of joy. I immediately started thinking of all of the firsts we would get to experience with him. His first words, first steps, first heartbreak. This little person was going to be stuck with us for the rest of his life and I just hoped we could live up to his expectations.

I hoped he would find someone in this world who would make him as happy as his father had made me. I hoped he would be strong and brave like his father, but also sensitive and caring.

I didn't think it was possible to love someone more that I loved Jace, but looking at William, my son who I carried for ten months, I realized that I would love him unconditionally until the day I died.

Jace and I finally gave in to the exhaustion and fell asleep with William in our arms. There was no doubt in my mind that this child would grow up knowing and experiencing love because love is, after all, the most powerful thing in life.

A/N: Thank you s much for reading! Don't get mad at me, but this is the final chapter. There will be an epilogue that I will probably post later today that will lead into the sequel like I said. I would just like to say how much I've enjoyed writing this story for all of you and watching it evolve from my first little idea I had into this story that I am so proud of. I can't thank you enough for the support and all of the kind words in the reviews and otherwise. I'm going to stop writing before I start crying, but just know that this story and all of you mean so much to me! :)