Chapter 4 I was born under a bad sign With a blue moon in my eyes So help me now

Faith lay in the back seat sleeping. Constantine looked at her bare legs in the rear mirror occasionally, trying to analyse if he was turning into a pervert. Fortunately for his fellow drivers, his eyes remained fixed on the Nevada highway the majority of the journey.

After four hours, he pulled into a road side diner and leaned over to shake Faith awake gently. The twenty-four year old opened her eyes and stretched languorously.

"I'm relieved you didn't go for my throat." John told her.

"I'm a slayer, not a combat veteran." Faith laughed up at him. She felt totally refreshed, hangovers normally never affected her as badly as she had been this morning. "Where are we?"

"Small town, it's still daylight so..." John leaned over, unable to help himself and brushed her brown hair back from her face.

Faith smiled at him warmly and sat up. "Yeah, don't want our meal interrupted by Vamps." Faith agreed, getting out of the car. "It's like the longer you've been in the biz, you can't go down to a corner store for milk, without being involved in a mystical experience."

"Yeah," John agreed, they walked into the diner and he held the door open for her without thinking. He caught himself. Since when had he ever been a gentleman?

The sat and ordered an early dinner. Faith raised her eyebrow at Constantine's choice.

"Full of antioxidants." Constantine said spearing his green salad. "You should try it, instead of that hamburger."

"It has lettuce." Faith protested, with her mouth full.

"Do you know you look fifteen, in that outfit?" John asked her curiously.

Faith swallowed her mouthful, "So? As long as you don't put your hand on my knee, people will just assume you're getting your bimonthly Sunday visitation rights."

"You're so entertaining. When you retire from slaying, will you do stand up?" Constantine smiled at her.

Faith smirked back at him. "Why are you a demon hunter? I bet it's depressing."

"The usual when I was a kid, I saw things I wasn't supposed to, ghosts, demons the usual like I said. My parents sent me to a doctor, a shrink, a priest. I was in four different institutions, by the time was eighteen."

Faith noticed he was rubbing his wrist.

"The last place they put me was run by a church...The priest running the joint made the brilliant deduction that I was possessed, said I needed to be exorcised... It was like someone trying to pull teeth that weren't there. So I cut my wrists."

"You tried to kill yourself, Constantine that's so sad man." Faith said sympathetically, for the desperate teenager he must have been.

"I never just try, I succeed, but modern medicine brought me back from the dead." John pulled out his nicotine gum. "Officially" He went on. "But believe me, two minutes in Hell is a lifetime."

"I've heard that said." Faith nodded in complete comprehension.

John hated telling this story normally, and it was a refreshing change to talk to a woman who understood what the literal hell he was talking about "When I returned, I didn't just see demons anymore, I could do the one thing they couldn't easily ... come and go as I please." John explained.

"You can travel in and out of hell dimensions." Faith said approvingly. "Wicked, Constantine, ever been to Pylea? I have a demon friend there."

"If you'd told me, we could have gone there for our honeymoon." Constantine deadpanned.

"So worried, you're headed there again, when you die huh?" Faith probed. "Seeing as how you committed a mortal sin and all?"

Constantine shook his head. "I saved the world from an apocalypse, and got a second chance.'

"Oh my god, me too!" Faith said in an astonished delighted voice. "Shit Constantine, me and you have just so much in common."

"So what was your mortal sin?" Constantine asked surprised. Jesus the girl was enthusiastic about everything, even going to Hell.

"When I was eighteen, I bore false witness against a friend, about a murder I committed." Faith mumbled ashamed. "Great first date conversation, huh?"

Faith and Constantine's dark eyes stared into each others. Constantine felt like he was seeing a female version of himself.

"First date? What you want me to pay for dinner?" Constantine said lightly, taking out his wallet. "Sure kid, want anything else?"

"No, I'm fine thanks." Faith said. She got up and went to the rest room. She looked at herself in the mirror and wondered who she really was now. How good was she? How tenuous her grip on heaven?

John fell asleep in the back seat of the car as Faith drove. She changed the CD in the player, she was liking his taste in music. She was liking everything about him.

They made Reno at ten thirty and checked into a motel with neighbouring rooms. Faith went straight to sleep exhausted.

Faith woke up at four in the morning and after lying sleepless, pondering her second divorce before she turned twenty five, went out for a cigarette.

John was there on the patio by the pool, also smoking. Faith came over and joined him. "Gum not working?" she commented.

"I found a packet in my jacket. Ellie probably put it there." John lit Faith's cigarette with his rune in-scripted lighter. "Couldn't sleep either huh?"

"I'm just hoping we get an annulment." Faith said seriously. She didn't want another divorce.

"Yeah me too," Constantine said dryly. "What were the grounds for your last divorce?"

"Unreasonable behaviour," Faith said inhaling. "My husband tried to kill me."

"That sounds like grounds to me." Constantine said startled.

"He over reacted." Faith said angrily. "He got bitten by a werewolf, turned into one, tried to eat me. In our line of work, these things happen right?"

Constantine nodded understandingly, wanting to put his arms round her and never let her go.

"We could have worked through it, but for my safety he insisted on a divorce." Faith said hurt. "He's in Paris now, got a new canine girlfriend apparently. I'm sure she'll come first in Crufts." She looked at Constantine with tears in her eyes. Every nerve in her body was screaming to be touched by the man in front of her. "I suppose it's cheating, if you and I have sex again huh?"

"Definitely." said Constantine flicking his cigarette butt away, pulling her into his arms and kissing her. Constantine had been wanting kiss her again, ever since they got into the car together. He couldn't stand seeing her with tears in her eyes. He wanted to make everything better for her. He wanted to push her down on the ground and take her right there.

Everything seemed simultaneous with both of them that night. Their mouths opening, their heart beats speeding up, their gasps and sighs. Constantine thought he was going to go insane with his need to be inside her.

"Come on." he commanded harshly, taking her by the hand. They walked intertwined, back across the motel courtyard, stopping to kiss frequently. They sat on the bumper of a car and Faith ripped off his t-shirt with slayer strength, sucking on his chest with the youthful enthusiasm he found so attractive about her. Not being able to stand it any more, he picked her up at his hotel door and carried her across the threshold of his motel unit.

Constantine walked across to the rumpled double bed, and laid her down carefully in the middle. He wanted to protect her and hurt her at the same time. Hurt her for making him feel uncontrolled like this. Faith pulled him down on top of her.
He held himself up with one hand and pulled her robe fully apart, so she lay naked beneath him. It was like unwrapping the best Christmas present of his life. As the robe slid off her, John felt both her breasts press against his bare chest. Her hands moved confidently to the top of his jeans, and helped him unbutton, unzip and remove them. The girl was an expert, but he knew even she had never experienced the magnetism that existed between them as a couple.

Constantine crawled back on the bed and kissed her again. He paused to look at her admiringly in the dim light. Faith could tell he liked what he saw, he smiled at her carnally. Even if she had been only seventeen he couldn't have stopped himself. They knew instinctively what the other was feeling and wanted to do next. Constantine smiled to himself. He wanted her to be screaming before he had finished with her.

She tasted like honey to him, she tasted like Faith.

Faith clutched her fingers desperately through his dark straight hair, as she came closer and closer to her orgasm.

They began moving against each other, in a long continuous delicious hot rhythm. Faith began moaning loudly again, making Constantine move against her even harder

She came with a scream, as he sucked and bit gently on her neck and shoulder.

Constantine knew it could only have ended with her screaming. Constantine felt her contract around him hard, causing him to shoot into her, only the thin barrier of latex between them, biting her shoulder hard, revelling in the feeling of her nails cutting into his back.

He lay on top of her, clutching her fiercely, trying to catch his breath. Her arms wrapped around him strongly, as she waited for her own breathing to return to normal. They lay there for a while, sweaty and happy, until they had enough energy to pull apart from each other. Constantine kissed her on the cheek affectionately and put his hand on her waist.

"That's going to be several Hail Mary's" he joked. Christ, he didn't want to say good bye to this girl.

Faith snorted in amusement. "It was pretty good. Normally I go on top." She informed him smirking, stroking his chest.

"You did last night at the bar." Constantine said. "I was sitting in a chair, it's a shame you can't remember it." He kissed her long and slowly.

"You'll have to keep that memory, for both of us Constantine." Faith said, when he released her.

She cuddled up to him and he put his arms around her. Not even with Robin, had she felt such an immediate trust and affection for a man before.

"When did you become a slayer?" Constantine said to her curiously. He wanted to know everything about her and nothing at the same time. If he didn't know her, it was going to be easier to part.

"May 12 1997 I was sixteen." Faith said nostalgically. "Vampire tried to kill me, and I dusted his undead ass." She leaned up and grabbed his cigarettes and Zippo lighter.

"So what's the deal with your lighter?" Faith said, flicking down the catch, and lighting her cigarette.

"Just protective runes," John said taking the cigarette from her and inhaling, "A present from an old girlfriend. I haven't had it with me for a while. Believe it or not, an angel gave it back to me in the bar last night."

"Old girlfriend not ex? Is she dead?" Faith asked him. She supposed he must have had a lot of lovers. He had the moves. He didn't seem a lady killer though, he was too quiet.

"Yeah, the fate of three of my girlfriends," Constantine kissed her head lovingly. "I don't know how wives work out." He took the cigarette out of her hand and began kissing her again.

"Ready to go again at what Forty-one? I'm impressed Constantine." Faith told him between kisses, as he stroked her between her legs.

"Blame it on our honeymoon magic." Constantine whispered in her ear. He didn't know what the hell was happening between them, but it scared the crap out of him.

AN: there was more to that sex scene but I am conscious that this board is M only. Naturally they used a condom because safe sex is very important.