"Izzy!" I shouted hoping she had finished dinner and was in her room by now. Sure enough my door opened and she rushed in.

"What is it? Are you okay?" She asked. I showed her the note. "Erchomai," she read. "I am coming? Is this from Sebastian?"

I nodded. "I'm going to meet him, tomorrow morning, alone."

"Wait what? Clary you're not meeting your psychotic brother alone!" Izzy yelled.

"Izzy! Think about it! He's not gonna want the four of us ambushing him and trying something. I told him I'd go alone with he came alone," I explained.

"You can't trust him, Clary, he's lied about so much already he-"

"He's still my brother," I told her.

Izzy sighed, frustrated. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe Sebastian is being controlled like you were? That everything was a lie? That this is all going to be a trap."

"It's the first thing I thought," I told her. "But I know he's not."

"How in the world do you know?"

"The fire message," I reminded her. "When we were kids starting to learn the runes and Latin we came up with a game with fire messages. One of us would send the other one and the other would reply with one word in Latin. If he was being controlled by the warlock he wouldn't reply in Latin like that. I do know my own brother, Izzy."

"Isn't that worse, Clary? Knowing that he truly had your father killed?" Izzy asked.

"It's better knowing that he's still Sebastian. He's still my brother. He won't hurt me, if he wanted to he could have done it a thousand times since our father's death," I told her.

"What if he's planning something? What if he wants to do something worse than kill you?" My parabatai tried to knock some sense into me.

"Izzy, I love that you care for me enough to try and talk me out of this but I'm going to meet him, I've already made up my mind," I informed her.

"You're not going alone," Izzy argued. "If I can't talk you out of going then at least I'm going with you."

"He's not going to talk to me if I bring anyone!" I raised my voice slightly before I realized. "Izzy, I'm the only one who may be able to talk some sense into him. I could get him to turn himself into the Clave. I have to try at least and I'm not going to be able to if you or anyone else tags along!"

Izzy let out a heavy sigh before walking away from me for a moment. When she looked back at me I could feel my heart crack because my parabatai was nearly crying.

"Izzy..."

"I can't lose you Clary," she said. "You know how terrified I was earlier today? That something had taken over you and I had lost you forever? If you go to see Sebastian alone and something happens to you...I'll never forgive myself."

I walked up to Izzy and hugged her. "I'm always going to be here, you're stuck with me." I told her. We both knew it could be a lie, shadowhunters died in the line of fighting all the time. But the two of us liked to promise that we would grow old and cranky together. "We're meeting him at nine."

Izzy looked surprised. "Then that means...?"

"You're coming with me. What was I thinking? We're two halves of a whole," I was lying through my teeth but I hoped Izzy wasn't picking up on it. "Sebastian will probably expect it anyway. He knows how close we are. But you can't tell Jace or Alec."

"Clary- they're a part of this too. They should know," she told me. I knew she was right. Jace would probably give me hell when he found out.

"I can't risk them trying to stop us. Sebastian definitly won't talk to me if those two tag along. This meeting isn't just about finding out what's going on it's about trying to get Sebastian back and I can't let them screw that up," I explained.

Izzy sighed but nodded. "Okay, I won't tell them. We go alone, tomorrow morning at nine."

I nodded and smiled before telling her I was going to have an early night. I dreaded the next morning when Izzy would wake up to find me already gone.

At six am the next morning I was dressed and ready to go. My blade, Heosphoros, was strapped to my waist. I wasn't planning on battling my brother but if he betrayed my trust I'd have no choice except to defend myself.

I quickly draw a glamour rune before quietly making my way through the institute. The last thing I wanted was to wake up Izzy or run into Jace or Alec.

But as I rounded a corner downstairs I ran into the last person I would expect. "Mom?"

"Clary!" My mother exclaimed. "I was trying to surprise you-"

"Consider me surprised," I cut her off. We hadn't exactly left on the best circumstances after she lied to me about my father's death. Now was perhaps the worst time for her to come.

"Honey, I heard about Sebastian-" she reached out to touch me but I pulled away.

"I can't Mom, I'm sorry. I have to go," I told before shuffling out the institute door.

Outside I shivered slightly in the brisk morning air, pulling my jacket tighter around me. My mom, the weather, nothing was going to stop me from seeing Sebastian.

I met him at a familiar place: the building where we had first found Miles' body.

My brother was already waiting for me standing at one end of the building. The door slammed shut behind me and he turned his attention.

"You actually came," I said, my voice echoing off the walls. A part of me and thought that he wouldn't.

"Of course I came," Sebastian said. There was an edge to his voice that I couldn't quite place. It seemed darker somehow. "I said I would and I don't break my promises."

There were so many things I wanted to ask him. But I had to be careful with my words. If I played it right perhaps I could convince Sebastian to come back with me. If I said something wrong...it could be very, very bad.

"Why did you have Father killed?" I settled on. "He loved you...more than he loved me anyway."

"He loved me more?" My brother suddenly started laughing. "Oh, Clary, he hated me more than anything! He hated that I was exactly like him. He wouldn't accept that I was proud of him and wanted to walk in his shoes."

I was shocked. Could I trust what Sebastian was saying? Did father really...

"Did you know that when we were children he wanted to send me away? He didn't like me doting around him. Mother was the one who stopped him however, she talked him down and I stayed." Sebastian looked at me, obviously trying to get a read as to whether I was believing what he was saying or not.

I remained silent. I couldn't believe that Father would want his own son gone. But I was doubting what I knew of my father. I had been wrong about Sebastian. I had been wrong about my mother, who lied to me about my father's death. It seemed I didn't know my family as well as I thought I did.

"Father literally pushed me to my breaking point," Sebastian continued. "Remember two years ago when I came home from training with him? He said I fell down a hill and broke my arm. That was a lie. Father pushed me down the hill because I couldn't grasp a move."

"Just stop," I said suddenly.

"You wanted to know why I had our father killed." My brother was stepping closer to me. "I'm letting you see the kind of monster that I knew."

My mind was already rewriting memories I had of our family, this time painting our father as a villain.

I abruptly changed the subject. "Why Jonathan Wayland? I hate to say it but he can't be the only rouge shadowhunter."

"Oh? So you found out the identity of my accomplice? You've always been too smart for your own good," he laughed. "No one knows he's alive! It makes for the perfect killer don't you think? Besides the fact he had a bit of a vendetta of his own-" he suddenly ceased talking. He sighed heavily. "I'm disappointed in you, Clary."

What was he talking about? My mind was still trying to process the vendetta that Jonathan Wayland may have had that I had no time to think about what Sebastian was saying.

"You promised to come alone and I even honored our deal," he started to say.

"I did come alone, Sebastian!"

"You should tell your friends that," he said and I followed he gaze up towards the rafters of the builds. Sure enough I spotted three figures beginning to make their way down knowing they had been caught. "It's a good thing to know that I can't trust you."

Sebastian disappeared in the blink of an eye just like he and Jonathan had done in the warehouse.

I was furious as Izzy, Jace, and Alec dropped to the floor.

"Clary I know you're mad-" Izzy started to say.

"Mad? I'm far beyond mad, Izzy. I was getting through to him, he was telling me things! And now because of you three he'll never trust me again!" I shouted. I knew I wasn't in the right either, I had lied to Izzy but she had to have known it was for a good reason.

"You don't need him to trust you," Jace spoke up. "Everything he told you had to have been a lie anyway. He's a psychotic bastard who had his own father killed! Moreover he's still working with the murderer to do who knows what? He deserves to be hunted down and killed like-"

Jace only stopped talking because I slapped him as hard as I could across the face.

"Just shut the hell up," I told him. "I don't care what you think. I was getting through to him. And now, thanks to you three, I'm never going to get my brother back."

With that I turned on my heel and stormed out of the building, not looking back to see if they were following, at the moment I was far beyond caring.

Author's Note: Hey everyone! Here's the next chapter, I hope you enjoy it! As I said in the last AN this story is winding down towards its end, but don't worry I have a lot of amazing chapters coming next! Thanks all for getting this story to 10.6K! It means a lot to me! Next chapter coming soon so watch out for that! Thanks for reading!