Life's Gifts
-Chapter 6-
A fourteen year old girl sits at a table eating her dinner in the old loft above the bowling alley, still waiting for her parent's to get home and for her Dad to teach her new thing's about demons and angel's. When she heard the door being opened she looked over from her meal to the person at the door, seeing it's her Mother Angela. Angela smiles at Rowan,
"hi sweetie how was school?"
"It was alright…Nothing very interesting except this one fight in the cafeteria."
"Oh."
Angela takes off her dress coat setting it on a chair the gun holster hanging onto her shoulders in plain sight, Rowan looking at the gun.
"Mom?"
Angela looks up from putting down her purse,
"yes dear?"
"When can I learn how to shoot?"
Angela gives her a stern look taking off the gun holster along with the gun walking into her bedroom she shares with John, putting them down on a chair near the bed.
"You'll learn when your older."
Rowan watches her Mom walk from the bedroom into the kitchen taking the empty plate from in front of Rowan, pouring water on the plate then setting it down in the sink.
"But Mom I am older I'm a teenager for god's sakes!"
She accidentally raises her voice making Angela turn giving her a almost mean look,
"don't raise your voice to me Rowan Isabel Constantine…You'll learn when your older either by me or your Father."
"Dad knows how to fire a gun?"
Angela walks over taking a seat next to her Daughter deciding to lie about deporting half breed's everyday back to Hell, and that's her Father's job.
"From a long time ago I taught your Father how to shoot."
"Oh ok."
Angela crosses her arms smiling at Rowan just admiring the fact that she even look's like John, almost a twin but younger and female. Rowan look's up seeing Angela looking at her smiling, she smiles back.
"have any homework sweetie?"
"kind of…Just math."
"Oh! I know I could help you do that I was great with math."
"Ok!"
Rowan gets up from her seat running into her room next to her parents room-that was added on when she was born-grabbing her black back pack and bringing it back into the kitchen sitting down, and getting out a math sheet she didn't finish in class. While Angela helps Rowan learn about the algebra on the sheet, John walk's in chewing a piece of nicorete gum, looking like he always does dressed in black khaki pants, black tie, white button up shirt, and black trench coat coming down to his knee's. Angela and Rowan both look up, Rowan smiling wide at John. John smiles back giving Angela a loving look,
"so what do we have here?"
John walk's over to Angela's side seeing the algebra math sheet on the table he picks it up reading it, trying to make sense of it since he wasn't very good at algebra himself. He shakes his head sighing setting the paper back down, looking at Rowan.
"Anything interesting happen at school?"
Rowan shakes her head and John goes over to the coat rack taking off his coat and hanging it up, Angela returning to helping Rowan with her algebra. As they both work with Rowan's homework, John walk's into the bedroom sitting down and taking off his tie tiredly.
An hour later Angela walk's into the room starting to unbutton her long-sleeved shirt closing the door behind her, to get dressed into something more comfortable. John lay's in bed but wakes up turning over in bed seeing her undressing,
"what? Is it that lonely time of night again where you just can't stand being alone?"
He smiles just being sarcastic and he gets a response by getting her shirt thrown in his face as he laughs he throws it on the ground, Angela turning her back rummaging through the dresser for a nightgown. She finds one putting it on and taking off her work pants throwing them where her dirty shirt is, getting into bed besides John. He smiles watching her and grabs her suddenly putting her underneath him, making her let out a small squeak. She smiles giggling,
"you know that Daughter of ours is starting to turn out like you everyday."
"Oh really? Well it would be nice for someone to take over a few days for me every once and a while to give me a break."
Angela gives him a serious look,
"not ever going to happen…John I'm serious I don't ever want her involved in thing's like this, I just thank god that she's forgotten about what happened seven years ago."
"Angela theirs just one thing you don't understand though about Rowan."
"Yeah? What."
"She takes after us…She'll be involved wither you like it or not, you saw her when she was seventeen back at Ravenscar during that battle when that half breed tried to release Mammon from your stomach. She'll be powerful in time and you'll have to deal with it and so will I."
"Just wish she was normal…"
"So do I but sometimes we don't get what we want, Angela."
John smiles down at her closing the remaining space between them.
Minutes later Rowan decides to go to bed to call it a night walking back into her room leaving her back pack in the kitchen, and dressing into her pajama's in her room. She makes a surprised face at hearing a moaning sound coming from her parents room, she sighs shaking her head yelling.
"Hey! I'm right here you know!"
From that point on the noises stop and Rowan gets into bed covering up and closing her eyes opening them, starring at the amulet given to her by her Mother on her night stand. She closes her eyes once more finally falling into a deep sleep. Once asleep she starts feeling like she's falling downwards in the darkness then opens her eyes feeling the heat on her face, seeing a different version of her room like a scene from Hell. After getting to the street's she look's around feeling the hot wind blowing in her face, seeing this place look kind of like Los Angeles but different like a nuclear war's passed through here. She start's to hear people moaning like their in pain, and she start's running a little frightened.
Scavenger demons start following her as she sees the thing's behind her she runs at full speed not stopping, she stops abruptly spotting a woman looking exactly like her Mother on the edge of a highway looking like she's about to jump to her death. Thinking it's Angela she starts running towards the woman Angela's sister Isabel, thinking she can save her. Rowan hearing Isabel whisper the word Constantine then seeing her fall backwards off of the edge, Rowan screaming almost crying.
"Mom no!"
Rowan shoots up into a sitting position crying and screaming, Angela and John running into the room. Angela sitting down on the bed in front of Rowan, Rowan grabbing hold of her hugging her crying. John looking down at both of them crossing his arms over his bare chest, then sitting besides Angela.
"Rowan what happened?"
Rowan coughs from so much crying then takes a breath to talk,
"I saw, I saw Mom jumping off a building or highway whatever the heck it was…And these monsters that were after me, we were in this place that looked like Hell."
John and Angela both look at each other both in a surprised expression Angela gets Rowan to her feet taking her into the kitchen and sitting her down in a seat,
"sweetie we'll be right back and when I get back I'll fix some hot chocolate for all of us."
Angela gives John a come-here look while walking into their bedroom closing the door, John following inside. Angela stands there looking at John,
"you think she saw Isabel? Is that possible? I thought she was in Heaven?"
John sighs,
"I guess ole Lucifer didn't keep his end of the bargain."
"Bargain? What bargain!"
"I said to him that I would exchange my life for Isabel so Isabel would get to go to Heaven instead of staying in Hell damned for all eternity."
She nods as tears start to run down her cheeks,
"I'm sorry Izzy."
Outside the bedroom door Rowan listens in like she always has when her parents have a important conversation, hearing something about Heaven, Hell, and someone named Isabel. Wait! That's her middle name! Were they talking about who her middle namesake was?
A/n- That's chapter 6 hope everyone likes. I would like to thank the Egyptian Princess who's been reviewing, for the rowan-seeing-isabel idea I really really thank ya for it. Sorry that I had to up Rowan's age, her being a teen seemed easier to write for then a 8yo. I thank all who review and suggestions to help the story. R&R for future chapters.