Here is a long chapter :)
Will is the son of Clary and Jace
The good news is that they made it to his apartment before sunrise and were greeted by the scent of curry, which to Simon smelled delicious and to Sakiya nauseating.
"Magnus! Magnus we're back!" Simon called through the apartment as he made his way to the kitchen where Magnus liked to spend most of his time lately. When they made it to the kitchen Magnus was ready there with a bowl of blood curry for Simon and a glass of blood for Sakiya.
"Seeing as you are both back I take it killing Raphael went well," observed Magnus as he sat down at the table with his own food. His hair was laying flat, was wearing a regular T-shirt with simple dark wash jeans and the over all lack of glitter implied that the warlock hadn't left the apartment that day.
"Well, sort of," Simon stated between bites, "it seems as though he was already dead." Magnus looked at Simon bewildered.
"Than who? Certainly not a demon working for anyone." The warlock said confused.
"Nope." said Simon evenly as he took a break from his curry, "Maureen." Sakiya had never seen anyone go so pale so quickly as he had at the stating of a simple name.
The room was so quiet a pin could have dropped and sound like a bomb. Eventually, after what felt like ages, Magnus spoke.
"Do they know?" was all he said.
"Who?" Sakiya asked eager to know who the mysterious person was, but conversation carried as if she weren't even there.
"Not yet," Simon replied as he finished the remainder of his curry slowly, "I wanted to get her here first. Sun up and all."
"She knew the way. Simon!" Magnus called as said vampire deposited his bowl in the sink, "They need to know as soon as possible. As in an hour ago!"
"I know," Simon said almost mournfully, "I'll be off then. Magnus the curry was good a little heavy on the cinnamon though."
"SIMON!" Sakiya screamed as he reached for the door handle making the two men stare at her in shock, "Simon, you idiot, you are a vampire as in you can't go into sun light or you die? Ring a bell in that dead head of yours?"
"Right, don't worry Sakiya the sun light doesn't harm me." Simon explain his hand still on the door, "I'll see you both later!"
And with that Simon was out the door, into the light, and off the the Institute.
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Simon hated the thought of going to the Institute and working with his friend's children and seeing his friend's grandchildren, but right now he had no choice. He just hoped someone was awake. Luckily, or unluckily, there was.
"Simon?" Will asked surprised and bleary as he answered the door.
"Will, good of you to answer," Simon stated as he entered the sanctuary where they would talk, "We have a problem." The mention of danger immediately woke the man up.
"Of course. Please come in," He said absently though Simon was already sitting on one of the chairs, "So what is the problem?" Simon was quiet for a moment noting the changes Will had made since Clary had sent him a picture years ago.
"It is more a problem to speak with your parents." Simon said wondering if the name 'Maureen' would mean anything to him.
"Try me." Will said crossing his leg and getting comfortable in his seat.
"Fine then," Simon responded evenly already feeling the contempt radiating off the young man, "I'm sure you have seen the story of the serial killer on the news?"
Will nodded. More and more Shadow Hunters were paying more attention to Mundane news so they could keep eyes out for anything suspicious and help blend in with the crowd if necessary.
"Well, I have reason to believe that these murders aren't being done by a Mundane."
"Yes, that is what we thought as well. These murders are too messy to be a Mundane. So who do you think it is?" Will asked almost challengingly.
"Maureen."
Just like with Magnus Will blanched all shades of white and immediately straightened in his seat.
"Oh, so your parents have told you of the rouge vampire who went on a killing spree."
"How-," He cut himself off, "I thought she was killed, by my parents."
"So did everyone else and right now I need to talk to your parents." Simon squeezed every once of authority into his voice.
"Wait here I'll get them." Was all he said before he almost ran to the elevator to get to the rest of the living quarters.
It was several minutes before Will returned and in that time Simon contemplated his situation and everything that was happening. The last time he had seen Maureen it had been ten years after she had killed Camille, so thirty years ago? She had been in the middle of a burning building no one could have survived that! He had even helped look through the rubble for her body! How had he missed it, that her BODY was missing from the pile of burnt left overs? And they hadn't seen her in thirty years, long enough for anyone to think her dead, lower defenses, and be beaten for having weakened since their last encounter. Which had been made painstakingly clear with his fight with her the night before.
"Simon?" Clary's voice made Simon's head shoot up to meet her gaze. It had been so long and she had grown up, grown old really.
"Clary, how have you been?" Simon asked getting up to hug his friend ignoring her over protective son wince as Shadow Hunter skin met Vampiric skin.
"Well, you would know if you had come around more." She responded firmly, but with affectionate teasing none the less. "It is good to see you. Why have you come? Surely you haven't chosen now to make a social visit. Will said you had something to tell me?"
"Maureen." Simon knew for a fact this one word meant a lot to Clary, and he could see the affect this word had on her as her face slightly paled.
"What about her she has been dead for thirty years in that building we burned. Nothing and no one came out of that alive. So why are you bringing her up?" Clary said forcefully.
"She did." Simon said softly, now she flushed with anger.
"There is no way she could have lived!" Clary shouted in frustration, "If you think you have seen her then you must be wrong!"
"She killed Raphael and is doing some 'recruiting' as she called it." His words made Clary pause.
"You have seen her, haven't you." there was no question in her voice.
"Yes, one of her victims got away and is-" His sentence was cut short with the arrival of new people. On the elevator the new arrivals were Jace, Isabelle, and Alec.
"Simon!" Isabelle was the first of the group to make their way over to him and embraced him, "Simon, it is so good to see you again!"
"And you Isabelle," Simon was happier than he let on, he had never stopped loving her.
"What's going on?" Alec asked, though Jace looked as though he had an idea based on Clary's facial expression. As Simon caught the others up to speed he could see the change in demeanor.
"Where is the victim now?" Jace asked his face ice hard despite the golden of his hair.
"Safe," Simon said specifically trying to avoid the part where she was at Magnus's apartment, "We can see her tonight. She is pretty wiped out after her encounter last night."
"Pretty quick to sell her out aren't you? I though vampires stuck together." Will said from the corner of the room listening intently. Simon was at a loss as to what his problem was with him, but he was willing to over look it for the time being so they could catch and kill Maureen. He stared hard at Will thinking over his response and wondered where he had gotten his dark curly hair when Jace had golden locks and Clary was a fiery red head.
"Not always," he said at last, "some like Maureen I try to find and would be pleased finding her and sucking her veins dry of every drop of blood they contain." Will paled.
"Oh, Simon, when did you become this violent?" Isabelle asked lightly. Simon smiled at her teasing and retracted his fangs, much to Will's comfort.
"Only when others make me mad." she smirked and raised an eyebrow.
"Alright, when she strikes again we will be there first!" Jace said confidently.
"No." Will broke in, the group looked at him, "I am not going to let you chase a deadly vampire! Let the Clave take this one."
"We have tracked her for years no one knows her moves, intentions, or strategies better than we do." Alec argued.
Will gave a heavy sigh, "Fine you will track, but not fight."
"So," Alec continued, "Where is the girl now?"
