Life's Gifts
-Chapter 1-
Angela Dodson laid propped up against the hospital bed in a white room with a cross above the bed, one of the local catholic hospitals. She stares at the door thinking and maybe just hoping to see the man she truly ever loved walk through that door, John. Just as she starts fiddling with the cross on her necklace her doctor, Dr. Cain walks through the door to give her good news.
"Ms. Dodson?"
Angela snaps out of her gaze looking at Dr. Cain now,
"yes?"
"I have good news that you've been waiting for, for two or three days. Your being discharged along with your newborn daughter, you can leave now if you wish? Do you have any family or friends that can come and pick you up?"
"Um yes, thank you."
He nods leaving the room.
Eight years later in New York City Angela Dodson sits in her car parked at one of the local schools still dressed in her work clothes, her hair more longer, and still having a gun under her coat from work. A little smiling girl with a back pack on runs over to Angela's car opening the car door, and getting in, her long black hair pulled back into a pony tail and in a white shirt and blue pants with dirty gym shoes. She smiles wide up at Angela and Angela smiles back giving her a kiss on the cheek, buckling them both up. Angela pull's out of her parking spot, and drives out onto the street to get home.
"So how was school?"
Angela looks over to her daughter seeing her looking out the window and not even listening to her,
"Rowan?"
"Huh?"
"I said how was school?"
"It was fun! I got to color and I met this quiet boy named Ben."
Angela smiles wide,
"that's wonderful. Did you learn anything new?"
"Their teaching us to do cur…Cur…"
"Cursive?"
"Yeah!"
Angela smiles as they get home to the apartment building Angela moved into a long time ago, Angela getting out of the car and opening Rowan's door for her. Angela takes her back pack to carry for her, Rowan running up the stairs to get inside. Angela stops abruptly, sensing something coming. She panic's and runs up the stairs to her apartment to get Rowan, seeing the door closed she kicks it back open drawing her gun. When she gets in she sees the apartment a wreck like a hurricane came through,
"Rowan!"
She screams to her daughter not getting a response and runs room to room seeing the only windows knocked out are the ones in Rowans room, tears start trailing down Angela's face. Angela looks all over the room finding to what it looks to be a cross with a circle on it knowing what it is Angela runs into the living room picking up the phone,
"yes American airlines? One ticket to Los Angeles."
Hours later Angela arrives with a bag and what she was wearing when Rowan was taken, at the Los Angeles International Airport. She walks out onto the streets of LA once again to find the man she ever truly loved to help her, the man John Constantine.
AshNight1422- Kinda short I know but the next chapter will be longer, promise. I'm obsessed with future fanfics so please no one shoot me for my obsession, other then that I hope you like the story and will review. Never done a Constantine story so pleasedont shoot me for being a newb in this department.Reviews are always appreciated especially ones that suggest whatever to make the story a bit better, so dont hesitate. So R&R for future chapters and no flames plz.