AN: To Reviewer Greygirl2358, I'm sorry I couldn't reply to your personally as you reviewed as a guest :( But to answer you and others who may have the same confusion Simon is telling the entire story but certain parts he speaks of are accounts he heard from the source [Clary or Jace] Now his mother shushed him in the hospital because she didn't want him to say anything that would get him in trouble with the cops. it wasn't that she didn't care about Clary, she was just being a little paranoid and didn't want him to get in trouble.

Chapter Four – You Knew Him

Patrick stopped Simon to inquire more about the identity of the intruder.

"So Clary knew the guy who attacked her? On an intimate level, it seems. This wasn't something random."

Simon shook his head. "We both knew Jace. We use to be friends in college before things became a bit complicated. He and Clary used to date but I knew Jace longer than she did. He and I went to high school together. We were a mismatched pair, he and I. I was a Dungeons and Dragons nerd while Jace preferred to be Mr. Popular. But we bonded in our AP classes. Jace Herondale was very smart. Back then I didn't understand why he chose to hide it but I soon learned why as time went on.

"Our senior year, we applied to many of the same schools and when we both discovered we'd been accepted to Columbia University, it was a no brainer. I just knew that Jace was going to succeed but he couldn't hack it. Rather he allowed his grades to slip. He was swept up in partying and essentially living on his own. His dad was a bit of a hard ass and I think Jace enjoyed not having that pressure on his shoulders any longer.

"After the first semester, he was put on academic probation. End of freshman year, he'd received notice he couldn't return for a year. But we kept in contact and he assured me he was keeping up with his studies at another university. I encouraged him but then I doubted he would return. Jace said a lot of things over the years and very few times did they actually come to pass."

"But he did, right?" Patrick asked.

Simon swallowed some water and nodded. "Yeah, it was right around the last week of summer break before my junior that he called me up out of the blue to say he was coming back. He asked me to meet him at this local bar. I remember how excited he was to be back and the promises he made me about not screwing things up this time."

"Ok, so how did you and Clary meet? Did you two share a class or something? She lived in your building?"

Simon smiled fondly at the memory. He considered it sheer luck that they met. He was working at library tutoring station. His shift was 5 minutes from being over when this red haired beauty slammed her books on the desk and demanded a math tutor. Despite there being a variety of tutors available, Simon lied and told her he was the only one there and he would be leaving soon.

"She offered to pay me double whatever my daily salary was if I would tutor her in Finite Mathematics. As a Game Theory major, I had taken the course the previous semester in my sophomore year so I knew I could help her. I told her I would do it for free despite her begging him to take the money. So we came to a compromise. If she passed her test, then I would tutor until the class was over. We stayed up for what seemed like the rest of the night, going over everything she believed would be on her test. I showed her little tricks and tips I used to remember linear systems and logic, easy ways to apply probability in her life and matrices.

"I didn't understand why an Art History Major would be taking a class like this but she explained she chose as computer science requirement. She passed her test and held up her end of the deal but I never accepted her payment. I enjoyed spending time with her and the feeling I got from helping her. I dreaded the end of the class but when it was over and she no longer needed a tutor, she still came round to study with me. And just like that we became fast friends. We eventually ventured outside of the library to coffee shops where we discussed movies, books and the like. I knew we were going to be great friends when we got into several heated arguments over classic video games."

Malachi returned, urging Patrick to come into the hall.

"So I ran a search on the name, Jace Herondale. Turns out he has a record. And you'll never believe this." He stated, pushing the file into Patrick's hands. He read over the highlighted section, his eyes widening as he did.

"Ok, get a team together and search the outskirts of the campus. If this kid made it to that frat house, then we have to believe he came from somewhere nearby. He said he remembered running through the woods so get a school map and see if there are any old properties surrounded by woods."

"I'm on it."

Patrick read back over the file, shaking his head as he returned to his interrogation.

"Tell me about Clary and Jace. How did that come about?"

"In order to understand that, you have to understand Clary and who she was back then."