Authors Note:

Well here is the sequel guy's and I'm quite excited for it. I hope you guys are too. A lot of shock from the way I ended the first one, and I apologise for nothing but the wait.

Sorry this took a little longer than anticipated, Christmas time so work is flat out and I have been shopping and wrapping and I just…it's exhausting. But I am officially on Christmas break for a few weeks so hopefully I can get some chapters out!

So, here we go. The beginning of the end. Enjoy! Xx

"Well," she said coming out of the bathroom. "I'm not pregnant." She noted the look of relief and a small amount of disappointment on his features.

"Well," he said flipping onto his back on the couch. "That's a relief."

She came and sat next to him, taking the TV remote from him as he started flicking through channels. "Is it?" She asked.

He turned to her, sitting up straight and looking at her like she was a two headed banshee. He caught her hand in his and fixed his eyes on hers, making her melt.

"Yeah, neither of us is ready for a baby," he sighed. "It would have been nice to have a baby, plus our kid would be incredibly good looking that it should be illegal and we would be arrested for being accomplices or something. Anyway, we're still in High School, you're sixteen, you aren't ready for a baby."

"Yeah and the girls on MTV make it look really hard, but they always seem to have their parents willing to babysit their kid. I doubt mine would be that happy." He chuckled at that.

"Somehow I can already see your father and brother chasing after me with baseball bats."

She laughed at this. It felt good to laugh. She hadn't laughed properly since she had thought she was pregnant. Since she had told him. The laugh was freeing, almost. A giant weight had been lifted from her shoulders in the form of a small child whom was never real to begin with.

She put a hand to her stomach and thought about what it would be like to have a life growing inside of her. Imagined what it would look like with its fathers face and her hair. His attitude and her strength. Would they have had a boy? Or a girl?

Jordan picked his head up and glanced at her. "It's for the best," he sighed. "Maia, we aren't ready. You know that." She nodded and sat next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"I know, but can you imagine, something that is part of both of us?" She glanced over at him, biting her lip slightly.

He let out a breath and a smile curled up one half of his lips. "Poor kid, she'd be devastatingly beautiful but also thinking she can take on the world as soon as she can walk." Maia turned to him, beaming.


Jordan let out a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, I…I imagine we'd have a girl first." He frowned. "Don't know why."

Smiling, Maia threw her arms around him and brought their lips together, moving to his lap, straddling him, pressing her lips harder to his, feeling her pulse spike as his hands ran up her thighs.

"I love you," he muttered against her lips. Maia pulled back and stared at him in shock. That was the first time he had ever said that to her. She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him lightly.

"I love you too." She bit her lip, a wicked glint appearing in her eyes. "Now that I'm not expecting," she wiggled her brows and Jordan got the hint almost straight away and cupped the back of her neck, kissing her fiercely as she lost herself in him.

This time, making sure they were safe. God forbid she did get pregnant.

Authors note:

Yes, it is very short and kind of just…tricks you guys but hey, I never said I didn't like tricking you ;)

Hopefully, you guys enjoy this. A lot of people don't like the fact that Clary is pregnant, well sorry but she is and that is how I have it planned and I'm not changing it to suit people that take issue with it. Hopefully you can see past it, since, yes it is a main thing but it's not the only thing happening in this story.

Let me know what you think will happen!