Trying To Help A Bad Frog

"Are you sure you want to try and help him?" Jean asked.

" Yes as he may think he's so tough but underneath that coldness, there'sva scared little tadpole under there." Sam told him as Constantine was in Interpol in the cells.

"We should get Nadya to help as he likes her." Sam said hugging him.

He heard singing from the cells in Russian as it was Constantine but the felonious amphibian was wearing his hood up but his webbed hands shook in anxiety as he was thinking about things like his siblings

His father had been a thief too and had taught him most of his skills but the rest he picked up but was feeling tears sting his eyes.

"You okay?" he heard Sam say.

"What's it to you?" he asked coldly.

"You seem lonely but you think it's okay.

Nadya was asking about you." he said.

Constantine blushed as he and Nadya kind of clicked as Sam saw him turn around glaring.

"What did she want?" he asked.

"She was as,ing when you were coming back to gulag." he said.

"Hm.

We did hit it off when I was first there.

Sne sends me what I need, Green Russians." he said.

Sam smiled as he saw him yawn as it was sunrise as Constantine was going into the darkness of his cell.

"We should give him time." Jean said.

Sam understood remembering how it had taken him time to trust Jean but had warmed up to him while solving the case and knew they could use Nadya to find Constantine's soft spot, as Dominic had told them about his boss's feelings for her.

"Then that's what we'll do, as he will open up to her." Jean said as he sipped coffee from his tiny cup as Sam sighed gulping from his own mug which was a little bigger.

He knew that Constantine needed help whether he wanted it or not sighing as it was six in the morning.

"It's okay mon ami, go rest." Jean said as Sam nodded blushing.

Jean hoped this idea was a good one but understood Sam's intentions as he knew they couldn't reform Constantine but they could help him.