Epilogue:

Overnight, Los Angeles began to remove the wool over its eyes. The ones who had been the least affected by Andrew's presence went back to the old ways, most of the city soon following. Within a month, LA was once again the city with thousands of sins. The movie industry went back to making uninspired and unoriginal remakes of movies they'd made in the past, abandoning the religious themes and promptly putting out a teen sex comedy starring Lindsay Lohan.

The porn industry had no trouble regaining its niche in the Valley, and thrust back into full speed without blinking an eye. Sure, there were holdouts in all the industries that never did go back, but for the most part, everything returned to normal. Sin sold much better then penance. Remaining traces of Andrew and his followers faded into history, glossed over just like a fashion fad on the red carpet.

Los Angeles returned from loving thy neighbor to steal from thy neighbor, don't get caught and don't care who it hurts.


"Are you really sure about this?" Elizabeth flicked her gaze over the top of her sunglasses at him.

"I'm always sure, sweetheart." Constantine exited the taxi, holding the door open for her. She slid out as he paid the driver through the front window.

"Uh huh." They walked towards the large front doors of the Los Angeles County Courthouse. "I'll ask you that again afterwards."

John Constantine smirked, holding the door open as she ducked under his arm and went inside. The directory gave them the office suite number. As they walked in the right direction, he caught her hand and held it.

"Closet romantic." She smirked as they reached the suite.

"For that smart assed remark, you're going on top when we get home."

"In your dreams, buddy."

"Most certainly does happen in my dreams. And now it will be a sweet reality!" Constantine popped a Chicklet free and pressed it to her lips. She faked a defiant look before opening her mouth. He grinned, placing it on her tongue. As payback, she teasingly sucked his fingertip. "Oh, that's not playing fair!"

Elizabeth smirked as they stepped forward to the front of the line. "What would you know about fair, Mr. Constantine?"

"Next?" the clerk behind the counter called out. Constantine stepped forward to the counter, Elizabeth instep beside him. "How may I help you?"

"Yeah, can you tell me how much it's gonna cost me to legalize me and my bride in the eyes of Los Angeles County?"