The Sire of Simon

WritingIsLoveAndLife

AN: Hello again, everyone! WritingIsLoveAndLife here with another cross-post from my AO3 account. It's another multi-chapter, so I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Mortal Instruments/Shadowhunters. The series was written by Cassandra Clare, and adapted for television by Ed Decter.

Enjoy the story!

The moment Valentine had stabbed Jace, Simon's heart would've stopped had he not already been a vampire. They had been fighting valiantly to keep Valentine from using the Mortal Instruments and summoning Raziel to grant his wish of utter decimation upon the downworld.

Enraged, Simon had tossed the madman against the a nearby tree, as though he were nothing more than a rag doll.

Valentine crumpled the moment he made contact with the tree. A sickening 'Thwack' resounded throughout the woods. Clary ran over to ensure Simon had finished the job, leaving him alone with his wounded warrior of a boyfriend.

"Oh, Angel," he cried, pulling Jace's head into his lap. "What in the Asmodeus name am I going to do with you?"

"Kiss… me," Jace rasps out.

Simon gives a watery chuckle, and presses his lips to Jace's in a kiss reminiscent of Peter Parker and Mary Jane from Spiderman.

"I… love you, Sunshine," Jace breathes out. "I always will, okay?"

"Jonathan Christopher Herondale!" Simon exclaims, tears cutting streaks down his face now. "You do not get to die, okay? We're going to get you to Magnus and you're going to be alright."

"Whatever… you… say, Sunshine," Jace agrees with a weak laugh.

His eyes close, and Clary puts a hand on his shoulder, in comfort.

"I'm sorry, Si," she says. "I'm so sorry."

A voice interrupts Simon before he can speak a reply. "If I'm not needed here, I can go. What is your wish?"

Simon looks at Clary, and down to Jace, but shakes his head. He'll take him to Magnus instead. God knows what kind of consequences could come from asking him to heal Jace.

He wipes the tears from his eyes, and speaks softly but firmly. "End the war, Raziel. Stop all of this madness, once and for all."

"Are you sure?" Raziel asks. "I could heal the Shadowhunter resting in your lap right now, if that is what you truly desire?"

"Thank you for the offer, Raziel," Simon says politely. "But we've got a friend we can take him to, and this war won't end itself."

"Very well," Raziel nods.

A blindingly white light envelopes the entire area, and even as a Daylighter, Simon has to close his eyes from the sheer brightness of it.

When it subsides, Raziel is gone, and Simon looks down to Jace, whose eyes are still closed.

"We did it!" Clary exclaims.

Simon looks to her.

"No time to celebrate just yet," Simon informs her. "I have to get him to Magnus."

"Let's bring him to the infirmary at the Institute," Clary says. "Alec can call Magnus to come, and it's better he be there than on Magnus's couch, again."

"Point taken," Simon nods. "I'm going to go ahead, okay?"

"Go for it," Clary allows.

Simon stands nervously over Magnus, watching as the Warlock examines Jace.

"I can't do anything about this," Magnus declares finally. "My magic can only heal so much. It's not a cure-all, and this wound is way too deep."

"So, what can we do?" Simon cries. "I can't lose him. I can't."

Magnus pulls him into a hug.

"I know, Simon," he soothes. "There's only one way to do that at this point, though."

"What is it?!" Simon asks, desperately. "I'll do anything."

"He has to be turned. He has to die with vampire venom in his system, and you have to bury him before sunrise."

Simon looks at Clary. "Is that what you did to me?"

Clary nods, stricken.

Simon looks around the room. Magnus, Clary, Alec, Isabelle and Max are all there.

"Is.. that okay?" he asks. "Would you all allow me to do that to him?"

Alec steps forward. "As Jace's brother, his Parabatai, and the Head of the Institute, you have my blessing."

Behind him, Isabelle and Max both nod.

Simon looks to Clary. "What about you? Are you okay with this?"

"I'm okay, Si," she confirms. "I know you'll do what's right by him. It's just bringing back some painful memories is all."

"I understand," Simon nods, pulling her into a hug. "I know I was mad at you when it happened, but thank you. You made the the best decision that you could for me. Now I just have to do the same for Jace,"

Clary nods, wiping tears from her eyes.

Simon breathes deeply. "Can I have some privacy, please? If I'm going to do this, then I want it to be on my terms."

"One of us should stay," Alec interjects. "To make sure you don't drink him dry before we can even bury him."

"I can do that," Magnus volunteers. "Is that okay with you, Simon?"

Simon nods.

"Alright then," the Warlock agrees. "I'll stay, and everyone else will leave."

Alec, Clary, Isabelle and Max hasten from the room. Magnus moves to the corner, giving Simon as much space as he can.

Simon leans down and whispers in Jace's ear.

"I'm sorry, Angel," he says softly. "This is the only way. Please forgive me."

And with that, he sinks his fangs into Jace's neck, tasting the sweet copper of blood in his mouth and drinking greedily.

"Simon," Magnus says. "That's enough. We still have to bury him."

Magnus's words break through Simon's bloodlust, and he pulls back.

"Let's go then," he nods, wiping the blood from his mouth.

They called Raphael to help again, and buried Jace in the cemetery near where Simon had initially been buried. It wasn't long before the ground started to shake.

"It's happening," Raphael proclaims. "Whatever you do, do not try to talk with him before he's fed for the first time. Everyone have their rations ready?"

Everyone nodded, as the ground shook even more fiercely and Jace emerged, dirty and deranged, as a vampire for the first time.

'That was me' Simon realizes for the first time. 'I was exactly like this not that long ago.'

Guilt racks Simon's entire body, so much so that he almost forgets to toss his ration of Jace's first meal in time to keep his boyfriend from targeting him as a potential food source.

He moves toward Magnus, who opens his arms to hug him.

"It's alright, Simon," he soothes, as Simon cries into his neck. "He'll be fine. He's strong. He can handle this."

Simon hopes so, but it doesn't ease the guilt.

'What have I done?' he asks, as he sees Jace fall asleep, his hunger finally satisfied.

AN #2: And there's the first chapter! I'd love to hear what you thought of it!

Until next time,

WritingIsLoveAndLife