Hello everyone. This is a new story I've decided to write.

In this story, Tessa is with Celine when Jace is born. After he is born, it becomes obvious Celine won't live much longer, so she asks Tessa to raise Jace. She raises him mostly as a mundane, but he does have some knowledge about the shadowhunter world, but not much. Also, Jocelyn is pregnant with Clary. She and Luke are in hiding and Luke is going to raise Clary as his own child.

You'll understand more as the story develops, so I hope you enjoy.

Raising Jace.

Chapter 1.

*Tessa's P.O.V.*
I'm broken out of my thoughts by a loud ringing throughout the house. I place my photo album down and walk to the phone.

"Hello?" I answer, brushing some hair out of my face.

"Is this Tessa Gray?" a female voice I don't recognize, asks.

"Yes this is she." I say, wondering who this woman is and why she's looking for me.

"Do you know Miss Celine Herondale, or perhaps you know her as Celine Montclaire?" The woman asks. Oh of course I know Celine. She is married to my great-great grandson Stephen Herondale, who was killed a few weeks ago. Celine is nine months pregnant with Stephen's child.

"Yes." I say.

"I'm her midwife. She's gone into labour and she wants you to be here with her."

"Tell her I'll be right there." I say, grabbing my coat.

*In Idris*

When I set foot inside the horribly familiar Herondale manor, I immediately hear Celine's screams and cries of agony.

A woman with blonde hair scrapped back into a tight bun, approaches me.

"Miss Gray?" She asks.

"Yes." I say.

"Follow me." She says. She leads me up the stairs and into a small room, where Celine is sitting propped up in bed, wearing a white hospital gown, her gold hair tied into a bun at the back of her head, strands falling out, framing her young face.

I sit beside her and take her hand in mine. She turns her head and smiles weakly at me.

"Tessa, oh thank the angel you're here." She quietly says. I smile softly at her.

"How are you feeling?" I ask.

"Awful, the pains just keep getting worse and worse." Celine says.

"Did you get anything for the pain?"I ask her. She shakes her head and says
"No, they said I dilated too quickly for anything. I wish Stephen was here." I can hear the heart break in her voice.

"Oh Celine, wherever he is now, he's watching over you making sure you get your son here safely." I reassure her.

"Oh, I just want him to be here, my little boy, so I can hold him and love him and kiss his little face..." She says, rubbing her hands across her bump. I remember feeling the exact same way when I was in labour with James.

"I know, I felt the exact same way when I was in labour with my son, James, don't worry it will all be worth it."I tell her.

*6 hours later*
"Alright Celine I see the baby's head, he's almost here keep pushing." The midwife tells Celine. She nods and bears down again, gripping onto my hand.

"You're doing so well."I calmly tell her. She lets out a heart breaking scream, as she pushes one last time.

Suddenly a low wail pierces the air and the midwife holds the child up for Celine and me to see. His little mouth is open in a wail, he's kicking his tiny legs as if he was still in the womb, and he seems to be trying to get to Celine.

"I don't feel well." Celine suddenly says. I turn to her and see she has gone horribly pale.

"Ms. Herondale is bleeding abnormally heavily. It seems she is having a post natal haemorrhage. The silent brothers need to be summoned as Ms. Herondale needs surgery, but it may not succeed. Ms Herondale, I'm so sorry to tell you this but if this surgery is unsuccessful you're chances of survival aren't very high." The midwife says. Oh angel no, poor Celine. She's only 20 she's far too young to die.

"What are the chances of the surgery being successful?" Celine asks calmly.

"Well in your case, it's about 40% chance of survival."The midwife says. Oh Raziel, those chances aren't great. But Celine doesn't seem too fazed.

"At least I'll be with Stephen." She whispers to herself. That's why she's not afraid...

"The brothers should be here in about ten minutes, if you wish to hold your son." The midwife says, and quietly leaves the room.

The girl with the blonde hair hands the baby to Celine. She cradles him to her chest and smiles broadly at him.

The little boy has a few tufts of golden hair. He has Stephen's mouth, and pallor, while he has Celine's eye shape and bone structure. He is truly beautiful.

"Jace." She whispers. "Jace Stephen Herondale." She finishes. A beautiful name for a beautiful little boy.

"It's a lovely name, Celine." I say. She smiles at me, and I can see she's getting weaker by the moment.

"Tessa, I know I'm not going to live through this, they're going to try the surgery no matter what, but I know it won't be successful. I don't want Jace going to strangers I don't know anything about. I know so much about you, you've always been amazing to me. Tessa, I want you to raise Jace for me." Celine says. I'm honoured that Celine wants me to raise her little boy.

"Oh Celine, of course I will, to the very best of my ability. He'll know just how much both you and Stephen love him." I quietly tell her. She smiles gratefully, and turns her attention back to Jace.

"Mummy loves you so much Jace, aunty Tessa is going to give you an amazing life." She whispers.

A few minutes later the door opens and brother Enoch steps in along with the midwife.

"It's time for your surgery, Ms. Herondale." The midwife says. Celine nods weakly and kisses Jace's forehead again once again tells him how much she loves him, and then hands him to me.

"Thank you so much Tessa, for everything." Celine says. I try to hold back my tears but I fail.

"It was my pleasure Celine. Jace is in safe hands with me." I tell her. She smiles and says

"I know."

A few minutes later she's taken into surgery. I decide to stay the night here with Jace, and travel back to New York tomorrow.

As I sit looking at Jace, his little eyes flutter open, and I let out a gasp, when I see the exact same tawny gold eyes my Jamie had. I thought I'd never see them again. Surprisingly, it isn't painful for me to see Jace has the same eyes as my baby boy, it actually makes me happy. I smile softly at Jace and kiss his forehead.

"I promise I'm going to give you the best life possible, little fella, I love you so much." I tell him. He yawns and grips onto my finger tightly, causing me to fall even more in love with him.

A few hours later, the midwife tells me Celine didn't make it through the surgery. I knew she wouldn't. I'm glad she isn't in pain anymore.

"It's just you and me and now Jace, but that's okay, because we really only need each other, and your Uncle Magnus."I say. Magnus wasn't crazy about Stephen, but there's no way he won't love Jace.

I fall asleep that night in one of the spare rooms of the manner, with my hand dropped into Jace's bassinet, his tiny fist gripping my finger. I'm all he has now, and I'm determined to make sure this little boy has the best possible life.

I really hope you enjoyed