Sorry for the late update, I just needed to finish out the term, and then a little bit of a break. I am back and am determined to continue this story. Glad you guys are liking it so far, any comments you can leave will help. Thanks also for the follows and favs.

Chapter 2:

The morning got started off with a bang when Laurel rolled onto the floor. They had fallen asleep on the couch watching The Princess Bride. They had both already seen it before, but it was their favorite childhood movie.

"Oh man, my back," Laurel still wasn't all the way awake, and was still peeling open her eyes when she saw the time.

Before Sara knew it Laurel was running to her room, yelling something about how she was going to be late for work. Sara just sat there waiting to see when her sister would realize that it was Saturday. She started cleaning up all the blankets and popcorn that were strewn everywhere after their girls night.

"Oh my boss is going to kill me, I thought you would wake up early like you normally do because of your training or whatever," Laurel complained.

"Oh I was up at five but I just decided to read a book until you woke up."

"And you didn't think to wake me up?"

"Laurel…."

"What?"

"It's Saturday."

"You're joking," and like a wave the relief washed over her and Laurel slumped onto the couch.

"Now that my sister is back, what do you want to do today, I was thinking a light workout, maybe run some errands because you're running low on food, and then maybe patrol together tonight?"

"I wouldn't be out of food if my sister wasn't staying at my house eating all of it. And I'm all for the workout, but I thought you were still worried about your bloodlust, isn't that what you were saying even just last night."

"Well Ollie just sent me the info for this guy, though I think you might know him. It's the guy that restored my soul."

"Constantine, really?"

"If you have any better ideas I'm all ears. I just need to fix this, or have some idea of how to control it. But I'll meet up with him in a few hours, I figured after our workout, and then I figured we should go out for a test run."

"Sara, do you really think you should test it out, you don't even know what he'll say if he can fix it or not?"

"You know why do you always have to be such a downer?"

"I'm not I'm just worried about you. I want the best for you, you know that. I just want you to be happy, and having really high expectations isn't the best idea when you don't have any idea if there even is a way to fix it. I want nothing more than for him to have a magical cure and all, but I'm just saying if he doesn't maybe we could skip patrolling and go shopping instead."

"Is that just because you want to go shopping?"

"Just let me know how it goes and we can go from there, okay?"

"Fine."

Sara wish she was as optimistic as she tried to pretend to be, but if she was being honest she was a little afraid. That was hard for her to admit, but if this guy Constantine couldn't fix her what was she going to do? Would she never be able to go out in the field again, never be able to do what she has trained so long to do?

With all that rattling in her mind throughout her workout with Laurel, Sara just became more anxious to meet up with this guy.

The location she was supposed to meet him at was some back alley behind the local Catholic Church. Not really her typical scene but whatever. As long as he could help.

She waited there, sitting on a box of crates, but the time of the meeting came and went and no Constantine. Did she really just get stood up by him?

She jumped off the crates resolved to just head back home and go shopping because Laurel clearly wanted to. Something bothered her when she jumped off the crates she had been using as a chair. The bigger one she had been sitting on she could have sworn had something in it. When she peeled the top off of the crate she found a note in the bottom.

The note was long but it basically read that Constantine got called to an exorcism in England and wish he could have been there in person to tell her the bad news. He really had no cure for her bloodlust. The magic of the pit is a long held secret he wrote, and not something he would be able to just come up with a cure for like he was able to restore her soul.

Reading the note Sara could feel it bubbling up, the bloodlust, the need to kill.

Was there nothing to cure this? Was she going to be stuck a monster forever?

That walk back to Laurel's apartment was the longest one in a long time for Sara, she needed a way to fix this, what was she if she could no longer patrol.

Just as she was rounding the corner to Laurel's apartment a man stepped in her way.

"Miss Lance I presume?"

"Who's asking?"

"I have come quite a long way to meet you."

And just as he finished saying that he lifted up an object, and a bright light blinded Sara.