Unexpected (A Jimon mpreg)

Twenty Three

"By the angel Simon.." Jace hissed between gritted teeth, squeezing the arm rests of the hospital bed Catarina had magicked up in one of the guest rooms so hard his knuckles were as pale as the vampire.
"I will kill you for doing this to me..."

Simon swallowed the lump in his throat nervously and looked up at everyone in the room with them.
"Don't worry Simon, it isn't him talking, it's the pain." Magnus chuckled.
"Trust me, I know from experience."

The younger male nodded and focused back at Jace who was miserably begging for this to be over.
Simon hated this. He hated feeling so helpless watching Jace suffer like this.

"You've got this baby. You're doing so well." The vampire assured Jace, running his fingers through the shadowhunters golden locks which were damp with sweat.
The only thing he got in response was an annoyed glare.

Just then, Catarina walked in, slipping on a pair of latex gloves and sat in front of Jace.
"Thank the angel..is it time?" Jace sighed, seeing the warlock coming towards him.
Catarina chuckled as she pulled up the hospital gown Jace was wearing.
"That's what I'm here to check honey." She smiled, her voice the most soothing sound.
Jace felt safe with her, he probably wouldn't trust anyone else to be in her position right now.

"I'm just going to check how far along you're dilated. Which I'm hoping is a few more centimetres than you were two hours ago." The warlock explained as she began to examine Jace gently.

"I swear, if I'm still at 4 centimetres..." Jace grumbled, closing his eyes, relaxing into the bed as the contraction he had wore off.
Simon helplessly leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on his lovers forehead. Ensuring him he was right there by his side.

"Good news! You're at about six centimetres now, which means you're even closer to delivering." Catarina cheered as she stood up and disposed of her gloves.
This earned a groan of annoyance from the shadowhunter in the hospital bed.
"How is that closer?" He moaned.
This felt like it was taking an eternity.

"I promise you honey, this will fly by from here. So try and get some rest while you can." The female smiled as she walked towards Magnus.
"I'm going to need some more supplies for delivery. Could you help me?" She asked the male warlock.
Magnus nodded and they both disappeared out of the room leaving Alec, Jace and Simon alone.

Isabelle had left with Kennedy, Milo and the twins an hour prior and took them back to the institute for the next few days.
She desperately wanted to be here, but she couldn't do childbirth. The thought of it terrified her.
"Hey Jace." Alec smiled as he walked towards his brother.
"You're doing so well. I'm proud of you."

Jace looked up at his parabatai with exhausted eyes and smiled weakly.
"I'm glad you're here. You and Magnus." Jace admitted softly, his voice hoarse from yelling.
Alec's eyes brightened hearing this.
"You are?"

"Of course." The younger male nodded.
"I want you both here. You're family."
Alec immediately leaned down and hugged his brother.
"I love you Jace." He said softly, pressing a kiss on his temple.
Jace melted into the hug, squeezing Alec tightly.
"I love you too Alec."
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An hour had passed, and Jace had reached 7 centimetres.
He didn't know how much he could take of this. He was already in so much pain it was unbearable.

"Fucking hell!" The shadowhunter shouted, holding onto Simon as they both swayed around the room.
Catarina had offered that they did movement of some sort to help Jace progress faster.
But to Jace it felt like a load of bullshit.

Simon held Jace close, soothing his fiancé as best as he could.
But he felt useless.
"You've done this three times before Magnus..how?!"

Magnus stepped towards Jace, placing a gentle hand on the shadowhunters shoulder.
"I've done this as many times as I did, not for the pain, but for the reward that comes once it's all over.
I promise you as much as it hurts now, it'll all be worth it in the end."