Aquiver -> J. Constantine

19

"Pack a bag, love. We're going to the Big Apple." John announced.

He walked into the room to see Jade sitting in silence with a cup of tea. Her eyes were set on the necklace with a ring attached to it that she was holding in her hand. She hummed as a response.

John hesitated before pulling up a chair and sitting down next to her. "You know, he didn't deserve you."

Jade rolled her eyes before finally looking at him. She wasn't surprised that he knew about Will. After Chas looked into her family, she was sure that John knew more than he let on.

"He ended up in an asylum because of me."

"He ended up in an asylum because he couldn't handle the truth."

After her parents died and her siblings got injured, Jade turned to the only comfort she had. The man she was engaged to, William. But her powers were haywire along with her emotions and seeing it scared him as much as it scared her.

Being around her was too much so he ran away and into the arms of the nearest psychiatrist. They thought he was crazy and should be kept under watch. Jade tried to convince them to let him go but as soon as he saw her near, he begged them to let him stay inside where it was safe.

Where she couldn't reach him.

"There was some truth to what you said while possessed. You can't deny that." Jade argued.

He frowned at her conviction. If anyone was a monster, it was him and no one else. His soul was damned, but not hers. Never hers. He would do anything to keep it that way.

"I've seen what real monsters look like," his hand touched hers, "and you, Jade Phillips, are not one of them."

The skin contact made her breath hitch. It got worse when his thumb stroked her skin in a soothing manner. She looked at him and forgot all about the past.

What good was it looking back when what she wanted was in front of her?

She smiled at him. "You know, you can be really kind when you want to."

A breathy chuckle left his lips. The sound was a rare one. Jade could listen to it forever and not get bored. John looked at her with amusement shining in his eyes before smirking.

"It's one of my many charms, love." he replied.

They were both smiling at each other, not even realizing they have yet to let go of each other's hands. It was then that Zed decided to come in.

"Hey, we should probably-" she cut herself off.

At the sight of John's and Jade's hands holding one another, she was pulled into a vision. The room was engulfed by darkness, only highlighting two figures.

John's face wrecked with guilt and pain as his and Jade's hands were wrapped around a knife. A pained smile tugged at Jade's tear stained face. Then John plunged the knife into her chest.

Zed was pulled back from her vision by John's hands on her shoulders. A gasp left her as she abruptly stepped back from him.

"How could you do that to her?" she breathed.

John frowned as he didn't understand the disdain and shock on Zed's face. It must've been one of her stronger visions because she was there and then just gone for a few moments.

"What are you talking about, Zed? What did you see?" he asked.

Jade's heart beat fast as she never saw her friend that distraught before. Not even while talking about her past with her father. It worried her more than she'd like to admit.