Chapter 4

PepaMynt- Yeah thanks so much! I heard about that too with the nails being driven into the wrist instead but from the stuff that I have read from Stigmata and what I've seen everyone who has received Stigmata has received the wounds in the palms but I'm gonna take your idea on the rope burns anyway! Thanks a lot!

Well here's the next chapter! Enjoy! I don't own Constantine or any of the characters other then Cameo at the moment really!

It was time to hit the club. John had called up Angela telling her to meet him outside of his apartment building in 15 minutes. During that time Chas was asking about the 411 about this new mission.

John only rolled his eyes as Chas continually asked him if he could enter the club. "Oh come on John! You let me come in last time!"

"I fucking did not! You followed right after me since I punched that bouncer out!", as Angela pulled up in her car to find Chas and John in a very manly argument.

"Boys come on. We don't have time for this. Let's just go and see Midnite", as they all got in the Taxi, Chas driving them to their destination.

Chas pulled over to the sidewalk as they all got out. They went down the small flight of stairs, finding a bouncer standing their holding a large pair over Gypsy cards. He held one up in John's face, "Swan riding a tricycle", as he quickly pulled Angela in leaving Chas there.

The bouncer held up another card in front of Chas's face. "Umm…", as he stared at this magical card that could get him in. "Ummm….pig in a tutu?", as the bouncer opened the rope letting him in.

Chas stood there in shock. "YES!", as he skipped in like a little girl happily.

"Wait here for me okay?", as Angela nodded to him. Walking in he already found Papa Midnite there smoking his cigar grinning as if waiting for him.

"Well, well, well….John Constantine. I haven't seen you in a while…", as John sat in the chair across from Midnite. "What can you tell me about a girl?"

"It all depends on the girl….", making more smoke donuts in the air. "Plus you know I'm neutral John. Even if I knew anything about this girl I wouldn't tell you anyway…", as John sighed angered at Midnite's answer.

"She's important…", running his hand through his hair letting go a steam of air that he was holding in.

"Aren't they all John?"

"Cut the shit Midnite. I need info about her. About 5'4, dark red hair, honey colored eyes, and carries around a fucked up box that likes to blind people", as he took out another stick of gum, as he chewed away at it angry.

Midnite only shrugged. "I have no clue who this mysterious dream girl of yours is"

John only sighed, grinding his jaw. "I know your lying to me and I'm going to find this girl and find out who the hell she is!", as he jumped out of his seat and disappeared out of the door his black trench coat swaying behind him.

Midnite stared out the door smiling. "Well then it won't be that hard to find her John. But it best be careful with her…", he whispered.

Cameo sat at the bar, listening to the dark and erotic music that played in the air. The air smelled of sweat and alcohol, as Demons and Angels alike bumped and grinded. Pulling out a cigarette, she lit it taking a puff of it.

She ordered a tequila shot, as the bartender gave her the shot. She licked her wrist sprinkling salt on it. Taking the lick, she quickly drank her tequila as the burning sensation hit her throat. Quickly taking the lemon she put it in her mouth sucking on it.

She sat there just staring at the dancers, as they all seemed to become a large group all stuck together. They all moved together in sensual movements, that reminded her of Dirty Dancing. "This is like dirty dancing X rated...", she whispered laughing.

She turned back, as the bartender nodded towards her shot glass. She shook her head as he began filling it up. She turned her head to find some strange teenage boy sitting next to her. "Wonder how he got in here?"

She took another puff of her cigarette creating an O in the air. She turned to her tequila, as she poured some salt on her wrist. "So you come here often?", turning towards the teenage boy as he addressed her.

She gave him a strange look. "Not really..", sighing as she was about to take the swig. "I'm Chas. Chas Kramer", but Cameo only nodded at him.

"So you here alone?", as Cameo rolled her eyes turning over to him. "Are you trying to annoy me? How the hell did you even get in here? What are 14? 15?"

"For your information I'm 19!", Chas answered back huffily. "Congrats to you Mr. Kramer", answering back sarcastically.

"So...how old are you?", as Chas ordered a beer but the bartender only shook his head no. Cameo smiled as she watched Chas trying to slip the bartender a 10.

The bartender only shook his head once again. Cameo took her swig of the tequila. "I'm way to old for you.."

"What are you like 70 under all that bowtox?", as Cameo started laughing. "Nope...its not that. Well to tell you the truth you are kinda cute..", as she winked at him.

"But I have to tell you the truth", she whispered gesturing to him to come closer to her. Chas smiled happily bending towards her.

"I use to be a guy", making her voice sound deeper. "But I got some operations...", making a snipping movement with her hand.

When she said that Chas's eyes became wide and terrified as he immediately backed up. "So you still up for hanging out?", as Cameo slid her fingers across his knuckles.

Chas sat up, jumping out of his seat. "Umm..I think my friends calling me..", as he started walking away quickly. Cameo started cracking up turning back towards the bartender. "They always fall for that!"

The bartender smirked back, as she gestured to her empty cup. "Filler up, cause mama's thirsty".

Chas ran as fast as he could bumping into bodies trying to find John. He found John and Angela talking to each other quietly looking around the crowded room.

"You'll never guess what I found!", as Angela and John looked up from talking to him. "There was this really really really sexy woman at the bar. And I was talking to her, and I mean she was hot. And guess what? She was a man!"

"Well she use to be a man but now she's a woman. I mean instead of sitting on top of a toilet seat she use to stand in front of one!", as he started hyperventilating.

John cringed at the thought, as Angela started laughing really hard. "Wow Chaz..I'm surprised you fell for that"

Chas looked towards Angela curiously. "What do you mean?"

"Well most woman when they don't want to talk to a man they lie to them. Its the easiest way to get rid of them and you obviously fell for it!", as she started laughing at him.

"Great...", as he fell in the chair right next to John. "Man, I should just have jackass written across my forehead", as Constantine patted him on the back.

Lifting his head quickly a thought came to his head. "Maybe I can find her again and play along!", but Angela only shook her head. "Nope. Knowing her, she probably left already or left the bar for that matter".

"Was she human Chas?", as Chas absent mindly shook his head. "Yeah...her hair was so pretty. All dark and red like. It almost looked like blood. She looked like one of those dominatrix's", as he began to daydream.

"I don't even want to know about you day dreams ChasWait? Did you say red hair!", as she looked towards Constantine, but he was already missing.

Constantine rushed through the bodies running towards the direction of the bar. He got through the throng of all the bodies and found her. She sat there playing with a squished lemon speaking to the bartender every once in a while.

Constantine decided to act cool. Steadily he walked towards the bar sitting down next to her. "Whiskey", as the bartender pulled out a glass and started pouring.

Cameo couldn't help but notice. Looking towards her side she noticed a very attractive character. His hair was dark almost like chocolate and a bit spiky in some places. His skin color was pretty pale, but his cheeks held a pale pink in them. His eyes were black.

She continued to stare at them. She couldn't see anything in them. It was almost like a black hole. No emotion, no feeling, no warmth. She couldn't help but be aroused by that. "Oh yeah Cameo, you know you want to tap that..."

He wore a plain white button up shirt, a black loose tie around his neck. He also wore a black long trench coat and a pair of black pants. She found it to be a bit unusual to be dressed like that in a club especially a club like this, but she shrugged it off.

He knew she was staring and he couldn't help but smirk in her direction. Immediately discovering that she was caught she turned back to her squished lemon blushing a dark red. "See something you like?", his voice so deep and warm she felt herself shiver slightly.

She turned to face him. "I'll tell you when I see something",turning back to her drink trying to ignore him. But she could feel his gaze on her. Burning into the side of her face. "Is there something you want?"

"What's your name?", as he drank his whiskey. "Why should I tell you?", wanting to chuck her lemon at him. Constantine shrugged. "Just curious..."

Cameo sighed licking her lips as she played with a bendable straw. "Cameo..", as he looked up. "What?"

"You heard me dip shit my names Cameo", answering back as she glared at him. "What's your name?"

"Constantine. John Constantine", as he finished his drink ordering immediately another one.

John gestured to her drink. "You want another one?"

"Are you trying to get me drunk Mr. Constantine?", smiling in his direction.

"I might...", he whispered back seriousness in his eyes.

Cameo stared back at him taking him in.

"Then fill me up...", as John gestured to the bartender to give her another shot.

After a few more shots and some interesting conversations Cameo began to feel very drunk. "You knowww...I think that's enough for me", as she stood up slowly feeling a wave of dizziness come over her.

"Are you sure?", as Constantine not even twitching. Obviously from drinking alcohol so often it had no affect whatsoever on him.

"I think so..", grabbing John's arm from falling over. "You want me to take you back to your place?", as Cameo only nodded.

John smirked. He got her. Shaking his head amusingly he picked her up like a potato sack over his shoulder walking towards the entrance of the club. Walking up the stairs, he walked pass the body guard.

The bouncer immediately grabbed John by the shoulder. "Put the girl down", his voice threatening. John turned around as Cameo only giggled burping. "Ummm..how bout fuck no?", as John turned back leaving.

Once again the bouncer grabbed John by the shoulder telling him again. Turning around quickly John punched the bouncer in the face, as the body guard collapsed to the floor.

Cameo laughed, "Whoops! Man down!"

"Mr. Constantine I was just wondering,...Um..where are we going?", as he walked up the stairs into the warm night air.

"I'm taking you back to my place", he murmured as he found Angela and Chas standing by the Taxi waiting for him. Chas's eyes widened as Angela looked dumbstruck.

"Wow...instead of picking up demons and destroying them, now he's picking up hot chicks at bars", as he opened the car door for Constantine as he gently put Cameo in the car.

"Shut up Chas", he murmured sitting down next to Cameo who curled up against him immediately.

"I thought you were going to take me back to my place..."she mumbled against his shoulder already starting to fall asleep.

"I thought it was better if I took care of you first", as she slowly nodded passing out against his arm.

"Oh John...when she wakes up she's gonna kick your ass", Angela who sat in the front continued to stare at the Cameo who was asleep against him.

"Well when that happens I'll be ready for it", as Chas drove them back to Constantine's apartment where John was hoping with this woman he would finally get the answers that he wanted.

"But I need the box….", Cameo whispered as darkness fell before her.

Well I hope you guys liked it! Tell me what you think! Enjoy! Review please!