Chapter:- 34

The next day Damon was feeling a little better. He could stand without getting too dizzy and the nausea was manageable.

Clary had moved from their bed to the couch in their living room. She was curled up wrapped loosely in a blanket and picking at a bowl of blueberries, grinning as she listened to the wild story her son Max was fabricating to entertain his siblings, Freya and Isadore.

Clary looked up as he was alerted to Damon entering the room just finishing a phone call.

"Who was that?" She asked.

"It was the doctor. He said he will be here soon; I'll take the kids into our room whilst you're with him."

"Doctor make mommy get better?" Clary looked down to where a concerned Isadore had waddled up to Clary's side, eyes as large as saucers.

"Yes, my baby boy, the doctor will make me all better so I can cover your face in kiss-ies again!" Clary leaned over to take her youngest son's face gently in his hands and rubbed their noses together, making Isadore giggle. "Now go with Daddy and y