Songfic based on the song Who now will sing me lullabies by Kate Rusby; about Jace wanting Maryse to sing to him like she does to Alec.

I was just listening to the song and this popped into my head :)

disclaimer: I do not own the song or The Mortal Instruments... sadly.


Lay me down gently

Lay me down low

I fear I am broken

I won't mend I know

It had been three weeks since he had watched his father die. Three weeks since he felt normal. Three weeks since he had been brought to the Lightwoods

They were nice, he thought. Well, he didn't really have anyone to compare them to, other tan his father and the men who murdered him, he supposed that anyone would be considered nice with only those three people to compare them to.

He liked them though, especially the mother, Maryse.

Jace had never had a mother, and now he wished he did. He had watched as she had kissed her children's bruises, and cooked for them, and hugged them. But most of all, the one thing he so desperately wanted her to do for him, the one thing she never did; she sang them to sleep.

There's one thing I ask when the stars light the sky

Who now will sing me lullabies?

Oh who now will sing me lullabies?

He never told her that though, and now as he lay in bed he could hear her through the wall that separated his room from Alec's. It was a beautiful song, French. He desperately hoped every night that this would be the night that she opened the door to his room and sat at the edge of his bed… but no. Not tonight.

In this big world I'm lonely

For I am but small

Oh angels in heaven don't care for me at all

He begged to the Angels every night for her to sing to him, to make him feel part of the family, for her to make him feel like she was his mother. Make him feel less alone. But the angels either didn't hear him, or they didn't care.

You've heard my heart breaking for it rang through the skies

So why won't you sing me lullabies?

Oh why won't you sing me lullabies?

He didn't like to feel so weak, so needy. So he didn't ask her to sing for him, he never told her how much it broke his heart when he heard her walk past his door.

I lay here, I'm weeping

For the stars they have come

I lay here not sleeping

Now the long night has begun

The man in the moon, oh he can't help but cry

There's no one to sing me lullabies

Oh there's no one to sing me lullabies

He waited, and waited, and waited for the night to finally come. But it never did. It never would. When he finally came to that understanding; that she would never sing to him, because as much as he wished otherwise, she would never be his mother, he cried. He wept silently until he exhausted himself enough to sleep.

So lay me down gently

Lay me down low

I fear I am broken

I won't mend I know

There's one thing I ask when the stars light the sky

Who now will sing me lullabies?

Oh who now will sing me lullabies?

From that day on, he promised, he would never expect her to treat him like her child, and he would never be disappointed when she didn't.


Well thanks for reading it, I know it's pretty crap, but I just thought that they really fit together.