Wives, husbands, mothers, fathers

Warning: Contains Incest.

Chapter 10 Wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers.

June2006

It was a surprise cocktail party for Giles, the Constantines were attending that night. Faith and Constantine had been warned that Robin Woods was also going to be attending the function.

Constantine loathed parties but knew Faith loved them. So he went with her, uncomplaining about the monkey suit he was being forced to wear, for Giles birthday bash. The kid deserved a bit of fun. Faith hadn't had a big night out, since the twins had been born. Constantine had been completely content staying at home, occasionally having friends round for dinner or cards, going out to restaurants a couple of times with friends. But he knew Faith still had a wild child streak. It surprised him how unselfish his love for Faith made him. He would do anything to make her happy.

Giles townhouse was full of glamorous people, unrecognisable without sweat, demon blood and vampire ash all over them. All the men were wearing tuxedos, all the women evening dresses. Faith was wearing a tight red gown that her breasts seemed to now be spilling out of, due to breast feeding. Constantine looked at her lustfully. They hadn't had intercourse since the twins had been born.

Faith was so insecure, she had insisted on preforming fellatio on Constantine every few days, since she'd given birth. Constantine knew it would hurt her more if he refused and of course he got off on it, but it bothered him.

Constantine adored her, but now he'd been living with Faith for nearly a year it saddened him to realise the woman he cherished had terrible self esteem. Faith enjoyed sex but it was also the only way she thought she could hold onto men, hold onto him and in a way he found it offensive. He wondered what bugged her about him.

"I feel he doesn't care about the twins like I do." Faith said checking her make up in the mirror with Dawn. "He'd die to protect them, I know that but he's just not that interested in them."

"He's an exorcist, not a nanny." Dawn said smoothing her dress. "I've seen him change their diapers, bathe them, feed them bottles, that looks like love to me."

"He does that to give me a break." Faith frowned. "He loves me more than them and that's wrong."

"He loves you all," said Dawn reassuringly, linking her arm with Faith and walking back down the stairs to get drinks.

Once at the drinks table, she spun Faith round. "See that French woman over there? That's Principal Woods's girlfriend."

Faith rolled her eyes in amusement "Are you ever going to call him Robin, Dawnie?"

"Do you ever call Giles, Rupert?" Dawn answered back. "Shall I introduce you to Monique?"

Constantine stood outside with the other smokers, talking to J.C. and a gate crashing Ethan Rayne, when he was introduced to Robin Woods.

The younger man shook his hand and sniffed (there was no other word for it) the air around Constantine in astonishment. Constantine shook Woods hand, wondering what the hell the guy's problem was. Constantine had bathed; he had applied the deodorant Faith had pretended had come from the twins on his birthday.

Werewolves were normally more socially polite than that.

Woods looked at Constantine completely puzzled and walked away abruptly, shortly after their introduction.

"That your Missus's ex, eh?" J.C. sucked on his cigarette amused. "Better looking bloke than you John, but mad as a meat axe obviously."

"He smelt something interesting about you mate." Ethan explained drunkenly to Constantine. "Werewolves are big on smell."

"Thanks for the enlightenment." Constantine said sarcastically. He inhaled the smoke from his cigarette and saw Faith come outside into the garden. He could tell all the men in the garden thought she was gorgeous and felt a swell of pride. Constantin still didn't get why a girl like Faith found him so desirable.

"I've come to have one." Faith confessed to Constantine, feeling his jacket for his packet of cigarettes. "Just tonight?"

Constantine gave her a cigarette reluctantly. He knew the nicotine got in her breast milk but didn't want to embarrass her in front of others. He'd given up smoking at home completely now, since Faith had got pregnant but they'd both lapsed at functions like these. The twins had been born safe and healthy, he supposed they had got complacent. It was his fault, he'd bought the packet on the way over to Giles house.

"You're looking ravishing Faith." Ethan leered at her. "Flick that dry stick Yank, come home with me."

"Yeah, okay," Faith said cuddled in Constantine's arms. "I still carry a stake in my garter belt."

"Thank you for giving me that delightful picture." Ethan exclaimed rapturously.

An elegant woman in her thirties, came out into the garden.

"Eet es time to cut ze cake." Monique, Robin's girlfriend announced. She turned sharply, looked in all the Constantines direction and sniffed deeply.

"Ooo are you?" she demanded of J.C.

"John Constantine love, this one's second cousin, also called John Constantine." J.C. explained.

Monique looked baffled and seemed to stare through Constantine and Faith. "But that ees emposseeble." She muttered and then went back inside.

"That was Robin Wood's new girlfriend." Faith explained, shrugging her shoulders at the woman's bizarre behaviour, sucking on the last of her cigarette.

"Looks like a match made in bloody heaven." Ethan said tipsily, causing everyone who had been in the garden for both sniff fests to roar with laughter.

Faith got to speak with Robin, as she ate her cake off a plate. Woods came up to her while Constantine was speaking to Dawn. Dawn had newly discovered abilities, to cross herself and others into different dimensions effortlessly.

"You look amazing Faith, motherhood suits you." Woods told his ex-wife.

"Yeah, I know my tits have got bigger." Faith smirked, not able to resist touching her hair. woods was still pretty and he had meant a lot to Faith. "How's Paris?"

"Got a great job, at the American High School there" Woods replied, he proceeded to make her laugh with a funny story about one of his students who was also a demon.

Woods paused and then trying to sound as casual as possible, asked, "Everyone has gone out of their way tonight, to tell me how happy you and Constantine are together. Where's he from?"

"Los Angles," Faith said, trying to find somewhere to put her plate

"No one actually comes from Smogland, I meant which State? What's his ethnic background" Woods persisted, taking her plate for her.

"Um, Connecticut" Faith recollected. "His grandparents were from Liverpool here, before that." Faith looked at him baffled. "Now you're a werewolf, is genealogy big for you or something?"

"Just making conversation," Woods laughed, stroking the back of his head.

"Okay, lie to me then." Faith said impatiently. "We were married for over a year Robin. I can tell when you're lying." She looked at him hurt. "I so don't get you Woods, I guess I never did." Faith walked off in disgust and went outside with J.C. for another cigarette.

Constantine came out to join her and then when dancing started led her inside. He pushed her onto the dance floor so she could dance with Dawn.

J.C. leaned against the wall with Constantine sipping a martini. "She's sex on wheels mate." J.C. stated, watching Faith dancing with Dawn.

"You're a lucky man, who was given a heavenly shove in her direction." J.C. carried on. "That chapel you got married in, and your passports got burnt up in? Gabriel, our favourite fallen Angel (hates your guts certain you remember it) was arrested for the arson but got discharged."

Constantine sipped his Bloody Mary. "It was a demon who caused us to be introduced. An angel that suggested she was lonely and needed cheering up."

"You have to wonder." J.C. said evenly. "I heard she was thought barren too and then twins."

"Slayer healing" Constantine said leaning back on the wall. "That's the theory."

"Then why didn't she get pregnant with Woods?" J.C. said pointedly. 'You have that much more lead in the pencil?"

Constantine grimaced "Must have."

Faith finished dancing and went to find Constantine. He was looking at some books in Giles study, he closed them quickly when she came in.

He smiled at her and beckoned her over. "I was trying to find out about that Pylean prophecy, you told me about for the twins. Making sure they weren't in danger."

Faith stood so near him, he could smell her perfume coming off her warm skin, heated from dancing. Constantine pulled his wife close and kissed her neck.

"I love you Faith." He told her sincerely. He didn't tell her that very often any more. He felt stupid expressing with words, what he felt was obvious in the way he acted with her. He truly was nicer and kinder with her, than he'd ever been with any other woman. He didn't know why he wasn't his normal asshole self with Faith, but he just couldn't bring himself to ever hurt her.

"You're so lovely kid." he added. Truthfully he had been with more beautiful women and demons but he found Faiths features and colouring irresistible. No one had ever aroused the protective feeling in him she did, he figured it must be their age gap. Constantine tilted her chin and caressed Faith's lips with his own. He felt her come alive in his arms and pull him to her with the restrained slayer strength that was so exciting. Having sex with her was as good as fucking a demon but he'd never tell her that.

Constantine got up to close and lock the study door, then turned to her. Constantine pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard, the way he'd learnt she got off on. Faith began to respond once more and he slid his hand up her dress. She moved his hand away and began to unbuckle his belt. Constantine raised her skirt again and Faith pushed his hand away.

Constantine looked at her confused. "What the hell is wrong Faith? Why don't you want me to fuck you? I've got a condom on me, if you're worried about getting pregnant again."

"No…" Faith's eyes filled with tears." My body looks different after the twins and I don't want you to look at me…What if sex is no good with me anymore, what if you don't love me anymore." She finished frightened.

"You honestly think I'm that shallow? That you're that worthless? You just had my kids for Christ sakes I don't care if your body isn't the same." Constantine said frustrated. "Get it through your insecure head once and for all. I love you, I'll always look at you with love... nothing could change that."

Faith looked down, still upset and Constantine held her comfortingly. "Hell, I'm sixteen years older than you. I'm the one who's looking like crap these days." He kissed her forehead. "Come on, let's go home. A quickie is going to be out of the question with you, while you're feeling so damned neurotic."

Once they were home Faith fed the twins and put them down to sleep again.

She found Constantine sitting in a kitchen chair a packet of cigarettes and a bottle of Bourbon on another chair beside him, when she came out of the bedroom.

"We're going to do some role play." He announced to her. "I know you were into serious kink, when you should have been helping plan the school prom, so don't act shocked."

Faith looked uncertainly at him. "It'll be fun." Constantine assured her. "I'll do the grocery shopping for a month if it isn't." Faith moved towards him slowly. "That's right kid, I know you hate supermarkets."

"Okay, we're going to pretend we're back in the bar we first met in. I'll do the dialog, you just need to do the actions. Remember, you came in to the back room I was in, picked up my bottle and took a swig." Faith did so.

"And you said. "Do you mind company Constantine?"

"And I said "I make exceptions when company looks like you..."

Part two.

"Zhey smell ze same!" Monique insisted to Woods, as they got ready to go to bed in Giles spare room. "Ze are obviously closely related."

"I know it smells like that, but how can they be?" Woods said pacing the floor with worry. He'd always have a place in his heart for Faith.

"You zaid 'er Mother was an alcoholeec. Oo knows 'oo she slept weeth?" Monique pointed out. "Zey could be brother and seester."

"Except they smell like…"Woods trailed off distressed.

Monique shook her head in shared revulsion. "Father and daughter."