1 week later...

Clary woke with a lurch, her mouth filling with saliva as her stomach rolled. She slapped a hand over his mouth, searching desperately for something to be sick into, completely forgetting she was a fairy in the process. She stumbled from the bed, leaving Damon asleep as she ran to the bathroom, almost making it the entire way before her stomach decided it wanted to be empty. She clicked her fingers, producing a bucket just in time.

Damon shot straight up in bed when the sounds of his Omega being sick woke him, falling out of bed and slamming into the floor in his confusion. He looked...