Ok this story, I guess, is a flashback. Remember when John said he had an appointment. Well read. If you want to…..Aww forget it. Just remember to review.

Chapter Four.

(A/N: This is a flashback to when John said he had an appointment)

John Constantine was standing outside his door curiously think over what just happened. "Ok I just got thrown out of my own apartment." He thought. Shaking his head awkwardly he jogged down the stairs and went outside. Grabbing a piece of gum and throwing it in his mouth he started walking. "Midnights shouldn't be that far to walk to." He said to him self. Recalling the many times he had Chas drive him to Midnights, he tried to remember the route.

Passing by the Grave yard to the Catholic Church, he stopped, noting a new grave that was sitting under a large oak tree. The stone marble shone in the sun and the in-graved letters were visible in the shade. Barley he could make out the words.

"Isabelle Dodson 1970-2005

"May she dance with the Angels"

John smiled to himself as he read it and stepped through the rusted gates. Walking swiftly to the grave, he grabbed a flower from a nearby grave and set it on Isabelle's. Telling him self he was only doing this to show respect he said a silent prayer. One that should go in the record book for the quickest prayer of all time. After he was done, he silently said " thank you for Angelina and Angela"

Walking past a drug store, he avoided the posters of the cigarettes and lighters. To tell the truth he was actually happy he quite smoking. No more bad breath and coughing or just…being addicted. Finally getting to the club, he noted how quiet it was. But it was morning so nothing too serious would be going down. The normal lights were on and a bar tender was letting down some chairs and cleaning up the tables. His eyes glowed gold as Constantine walked by.

John rolled his eyes and stuck his hands deep into his pockets. Walking up to the big iron door he knocked. On the seconded knock the door flung open and there sat Midnight.

" See your survived Santans clutches" he said, flashing a smile.

John rolled his eyes and sat down in a chair in front of Midnight. " Sure, whatever" he whispered under his breath. He then reached into his coat pocket and took out the cross Chas had used to turn the holy water on the half breeds. Laying it on Midnights desk, Midnight night sighed.

" He didn't make it. Did he?" he asked in a low voice. John shook his head and began to put on a mask of emotionless looks.

" But do I have something to tell you. It's a defiant mind fuck." John said. Midnight raised an eye brow and nodded for John to go on. John then began to tell him the story or Angelina and Angel.

When he was done, Midnight sighed. " Sounds like you got your hands full, but you with a baby, this I got to see"

John frowned. " What the fuck is that suppose to mean:" Midnight just smiled and shook his head.

" John your going to be the end of that girl, like you always have been to your friends"

John felt something in his chest drop when he heard what Midnight said.

Midnight looked at John's frightful face. " It's the truth John and you know it."

John shook his head no and got up and left.

On the walk home ( which was a brisk one) John kept saying " He's fucking with you John, messing with your head" he told him self over and over again. His chest hurt so bad right now and he didn't know why. He had to get home. He started to walk faster. HE just had to get home, to Angela. Now he was in a jog. And Angelina. Now he was in an all out run. Sprinting up the stairs he made it to his door. Fumbling with keys he opened the door.

Nothing but silence. Oh Fuck.

A piece of white paper caught his eye and he jumped across the room and snatched off the table. He read the writing:

Constantine,

Went to get Duck, be back soon

Angela

Sighing with relief while falling back in a chair, he fumbled with a piece of gum, Midnights words ringing in his head. When the door opened John jumped a little and was relived to see Angela standing in the doorway with Angelina and duck in her arms.

Sorry this chapter was so short but…well please review. I love all of you guys! Oh, please be praying for New Orleans. Lord knows they need it,.