John Constantine x reader

Guess whos back?

Quiet, that was your life now quiet. No more running or screaming, just the sound of snow falling and the wind whistling through the trees. Every night was the same, curled up in front of the log fire with a good book and a glass of red wine.

Oh if only every night could be like this, you sensed something was off, that someone was there. But that was impossible nobody knew you was there and nobody could see your home for all the wards and runes you had scattered about the place. There was even a local a myth about the witch who lived half way up the mountain. Well they weren't exactly wrong but you preferred magus. Using your magic to protect and heal the world.

The feeling you wasn't alone got stronger followed by the sound of metal scraping on your door. You rose from your seat with a perfectly formed fire ball in your hand, creeping across the room to the door. Gripping the handle with your spare hand, twisting and pulling it open in one swift movement  "Bloody hell, your one hard bird to find" the blonde Britt exclaimed as he looked up at her from being down on one knee. His caramel trench coat buttoned up tight to keep him warm.

You sighed, extinguishing the ball of flames from your hand " ever occur to you that I didn't want to be found?" You explained moving aside to let him in "wait were you breaking in to my house?" You just had to ask didn't you, he turned around with a smirk plastered on his face "well didn' have a key did I?" He sassed back, the smirk soon falling as he also had the same feelings you did. "We're not alone luv, don't worry I'll sort it" he explained turning on his heels and entertains further into the house.

You let out a long groan, man he hasn't changed one bit has he? "John leave it alone, please" you practically begged following him up the stairs. "I just found you again, don't think I'm letting you go that easily" John shot back trying to find where the daemon energy was coming from. He clicked his fingers pointing to a room and the end off the hall once he's was about seventy percent sure that was the room he wanted to be in. "I'm warning you John, you might not like what you see. Just go and leave us alone" you asked placing a hand on his shoulder.

Your touch sent a wave through him, something he had not felt since you night you ran away from the place you once called home, with John. He took a deep breath trying to collect his thoughts and stay focused, as much as he would love to find your bedroom. There were signs of a demon something he just couldn't ignore.

Slowly cracking the door open, he walked in with out a sound or light. A tiny dim night light slightly lighting a path of him, walking on the soft fluffy carpet he came to a halt. You sighed flicking on the light switch to a soft glow, illuminating the room gently. "Happy now?"you asked with your arms folded across your chest. You swore to your self that if she woke up, John was going to be on baby sitting duties for a month. No wait that is a really bad idea forget you ever thought that.

John was confused, the demon was a baby, your baby. "Your child is a demon?" He questioned not taking his eyes off the sleeping infant. Dressed in white like an angel, her fingers interlaced in a cream wool blanket that John recognised. "She's demon tainted" you corrected clearing your throat "and she's our daughter"

His jaw dropped, was he listening or was that little voice in his head making things up again. But then it all clicked "that's why you left, you fell pregnant with our child. Shit I'm so sorry luv" he apologised placing a hand on the edge of the crib, you interlocked your fingers in his "don't be sorry, she's the best thing that ever happened to me. I was just scared you'd run away or we wouldn't be safe. I'm sorry I never told you where I was" you wept as the tears began rolling down your face.

John pulled you into his embrace, stroking your (h/c) hair to comfort you, "I understand luv, I'm here now. And I ain't going anywhere" he promised placing a gentle kiss on your forehead