Jace opened his eyes blearily. There were two crying women on the bed. Two crying women and a baby. His baby. Jace stood up.
"Is everything okay, Clary?" He asked. Clary kept on crying. Izzy lifted her head from where she had been staring at the baby.
"I'm the Godmother." She sniffed.
Jace was confused. "Okay, uh, sure. If Clary said so."
Then his wrinkled little baby smiled at him.
Jace started to cry.
He took his baby from Clary's arms. "My baby!" She screamed hoarsely. She looked up, startled. "Oh, hello Jace." Clary reached up and touched one of his golden curls.
Jace smiled down at his little child. "One day, my little girl," Jace reassured her, "You will be even more beautiful than me."
The baby laughed and started sucking Jace's thumb, which had been absentmindedly stroking her cheek.
When Jace finally looked away from his baby's gorgeous face, Clary was asleep, resting her head on Isabelle's shoulder. Izzy had her eyes shut, but she opened them when the baby hiccuped. She smiled a contented smile at Jace. Like all the pieces had come together. That was how Jace felt as he smiled back at his sister. Like everything was finally okay.
Then Simon came crashing through the door.
"You mundanes always ruin my day."Jace grumbled.
Simon flashed a runed hand, his middle finger up. "Not a mundane."
"Don't swear in front of my baby!" Jace chided him, covering the baby's eyes.
Simon apologised sheepishly but stopped when the baby laughed. His face softened. "She likes me."Simon smiled.
"No she doesn't." Jace said quickly. Then he whispered to the baby. "You mustn't be nice to Simon."He told her. "Unless Clary says to. Always do what your mother says!"
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A Baby Is Born In NYC - A Clace FanFic
FanfictionClace's baby has been born and with it come the troubles of parenthood (the largest being what to name the little sweetheart). Love is in the air, but on the wind is the smell of sadness yet to come.
