Hello :) now let's start by saying that this has MAJOR spoilers for clockwork prince, so you may not want to carry on if you haven't read the book. that being said, I should also add that the story isn't exactly written in an oldish way. you see, I've had a writer's block for months now, and this story just came to me I ended up happily typing away at 2 AM in the morning, so here we are!

This fiction is about my amazing William Herondale and Tessa gray, I hope you enjoy it, and it'll be a really short one, maybe a two-shot even *shrugs*

so, I don't own The infernal devices, or William Herondale (unfortunately), but Cassie Clare does...a lucky woman!

Enjoy :3

The rain drops glided gracefully down the window, dancing to the rhythm of pouring rain, making it hard for Tessa to make out the true shapes of things outside, the ever present fog of London didn't help much either, it just made the blurry shapes that much harder to spot.

She stood there with her hand pressed to the cold glass, straining her ears to hear the sound of an approaching carriage, or footsteps, or anything really -other than the sound of hammering raindrops. Her eyes wandered briefly to the door of her bedroom then darted back to the watery mess that was the street.

She sighed and walked to the middle of the room, then to the door, and again to the window; standing still was too much for her and the waiting was becoming utterly and completely unbearable.

Her husband was taking way too long on his hunting trip and it worried her. Honestly, Tessa would usually feel more worried for the poor downwolders he was hunting, than she would feel for him. However today was different; today she had something to tell him.

She has waited for so long to be able to say this to him, and now that she's finally capable of mouthing the words out loud instead of dreaming them, her considerate husband decided to be an hour too late to get home.

I shouldn't be worried, she told herself, after all he has gone with his usual party, on a usual shadowhunters' occasion which consisted of chasing demons, and stopping unusual warlock activities. In fact, a much respected warlock was accompanying the gentlemen on their mission today.

Magnus, Henry, Jem, Will, Gideon, Cecily and Charlotte were all out for this one, and although that him having his Parabatai and friends all around should have made her grateful, she just felt left out instead. It isn't like she didn't try her best to tag along, she most defiantly did, but her stubborn husband have insisted that she stays at home and promised that she'll get to go next time when she isn't sick, and to her dismay both Charlotte and Cecily sided with him, resulting in her staying at home with Sophie for a nanny to both Tessa and Charlotte's son.

Heading to her bed she cursed her being ill, but then remembering that it turned out to be a pleasant kind of illness: she broke into a nervous fit of giggles.

Excitement bubbled inside of her as the thought of his reaction to the news, but it was laced with fear and uneasiness. What if he was more shocked than happy? What if he was scared? What if he married her thinking that this can't happen, and now he will change his mind that it did?

She slumped against a chair and sighed heavily, for she hasn't felt this anxious about delivering a piece of news since the night he proposed to her and they had to tell everyone.

Sitting down and thinking, she remembered now all the pain that they went through ever since she met him. The heartache, the betrayal, the choices she had to make, and how grateful she is to feel that she did make the right ones.

Her memories carried her to that first night she had sought him to inform her of her choice. Back then it was all a most unfortunate mess.

Jem has found Will's letter to Tessa a couple of months after the engagement took place.

The good thing is that Jem being his kind self didn't cause a scene or accuse his blood brother of betrayal, he simply went to Will and confronted him. The bad thing is that Jem had felt awfully guilty for not figuring his Parabatai's feelings much sooner.

"Tell me everything, William, from the beginning" Jem has demanded, and so, Will has told him not only about his love for Tessa, but also about his curse, and him asking Magnus for help, and how when he was finally capable of reciting the story to Tessa, she was already engaged to James.

Both guys were in terrible pain at that point, but Jem hugged Will and told him that they'll work it out –which resulted into Will apologizing frantically and swearing that he'd leave the institute or even London, if that's what it takes for the couple to be happy.

Jem however insisted on taking this to Tessa, who was gutted at the absurdity of the ordeal, yet relieved that it was all out.

For three months after that, both guys have left Tessa to her own devices, telling her to think thoroughly, and that no matter what her choice was, it won't affect

the bond the brothers have.

So when she finally did choose, she found herself running towards the library where she knew both guys were sitting.

A knock on the door startles her out of her reverie.

"Daydreaming again, I see?" came his voice with a slight smirk to it.

He stood there, leaning against the doorframe, her very own portrait of a fallen angel.

She took him in from head to toe, noticing his battered clothing, the slight scratches on his warm hands, the pale skin of his neck inked with runes as dark as his hair, and she saved her ocean blue eyes for last. Looking at them she saw all the love and devotion she felt reflected back at her.

"William," she said, His name: a gust of wind to her starving lungs.

In a moment she has flown across the room and into his arms, pressing her face fiercely to his chest, and tightening her arms around his neck while he hugged her closer to him.

She smelled him and noticed for the first time that he was soaking wet, which made him smell like rain, and fog, and something else that was completely and specifically William. They have been married for two years, and she still couldn't get used to how good he smelled.

Pulling slightly away, she looked up at him and found him gazing down with pure adoration and a warm smile.

"And here I was dreading your reaction to me being late," he said with amusement. And after a second of thought added "and leaving you at home" that was said sheepishly.

"Oh, time spent thinking about that was not wasted," she said trying to sound angry, but coming off as flirtatious "I'm so very mad at you"

Will gave an amused laugh and it sent butterflies soaring in Tessa's stomach.

"If this is you being mad at me," Will started "then I'd happily take the punishment"

Tessa would have happily retorted if it wasn't for his lips finding hers and destroying any trace of a coherent thought she had.

As Will kissed her, Tessa reached for his hair and ran her hands through it.

"Your hair is all wet," she murmured against his lips "you're going to catch a cold"

"Well, I assume I've already granted my catching that by kissing the sick girl," he said and smiled.

However Tessa didn't smile, she wasn't sick, it was something else entirely.

"Will," Tessa said his name as a sigh "we need to talk"

Soooo, what do you guys think? should I go on with it? do u wanna know what Tessa's big news is? (I bet you guessed by now)

and are u happy that Will is the hubby? (that was cheesy but i wanted to say it)

it's 2:11 AM so I'd really appreciate your reviews :3

so, reviews? pretty please?