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Fading into the light	By : darkangel985 Category: 1 through F > Constantine Views: 9775 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I know that it's been
forever since I last updated, but here's the final part.

Chapter 22 – Birth

“John... the baby...”

John
was instantly awake as soon as he heard his lover's anguished voice.
He had known that it would happen sooner or later, but he hadn't
expected it yet. There were few things that caused John Constantine,
demon exorcist extraordinaire, to panic, but having a pregnant
half-breed lover who was obviously about to give birth definitely
fitted in that category.

Another
cry of pain escaped his lover and John finally came out of his
stupor. If somebody knew what to do it would be Midnite. Although the
voodoo priest was constantly annoying him and telling him about the
impact their child would have on his precious balance, John was sure
that he could count on the other man's help.

Now
he only needed to get Balthazar there, which wasn't the most
unproblematic thing to achieve anyway. There was no way he could get
Balthazar into a taxi without raising question as to why a male was
having birth contractions.

Pulling
Bally into his arms he tried to calm his distressed lover, while he
called out to Chas, asking the angel for help. Usually he wouldn't
have called on his former apprentice, but now the clear fluid flowing
from Balthazar's anus was tinged with blood and his fear for his
lover and their child had increased.

John
hadn't realized how attached he had gotten to the two of them, but
just the thought that something could happen to his beloved
half-breed sent shivers of panic down his spine. His lover's
breathing was hard as he rested in John's arms, obviously in a calm
phase between the painful contractions.
What was taking Chas so long? He needed the angel and he needed him
right at the moment.

His
hand was stroking down Balthazar's spine as he tried to calm his
whimpering demon. John had seen quite a few of Bally's weaker moments
since becoming his lover, but never before had the half-breed seemed
so utterly vulnerable. If something happened to his child because
Chas had taken too long, he'd kill him.

Pressing
a kiss to Balthazar's temple John waited as his lover tensed again.
He knew that the tensing was due to the contractions, but the
exorcist had never bothered to learn much about pregnancies, since he
had never expected to have a baby.

But
there were a few things he remembered and breathing deeply to support
the contractions was one of them. Pulling Balthazar into his lap he
soothingly whispered into his lover's ear. “You have to breathe
in time with the contractions.”

“Easy for you to say,
Johnny-Boy. You aren't being split in half.” But although he
complained Balthazar deepened his breathing, trying to time it with
the contractions. It helped only a little, but the half-breed was
contend with every relief he could get.

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Balthazar
was just trying to breathe another wave of pain away, when the door
swung open revealing Chas and Midnite. Usually he would have
pretended to be annoyed at the angel's appearance, but through the
haze of pain that surrounded him, he couldn't muster the energy to do
so.

Another
contraction hit and then he smelled it. Blood. His blood. Feeling
panic for the safety of their child well up
inside himself, Bally tried to find traces of their child's blood in
the air, but found none. Obviously the baby was still safe.

John
had been talking to Midnite and Chas, but he hadn't been able to
muster the energy to listen to them. Instead he focused inwards,
trying to communicate with their baby. The
signals he received weren't really clear, but what he heard
was enough to make him panic.

As
soon as he started thrashing on the bed John was immediately at his
side, holding him down. He barely felt the tears pouring over his
face, but he knew that they were there since he could smell the salt
in the air. “John, John the baby is stuck.”

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Shit.
Although Midnite and Chas had arrived, they had been able to do very
little to ease Balthazar's pain and now this. How were they supposed
to get the baby out? Although he usually hated to give over control,
John was glad when Midnite started barking orders at them.

“John take his head in your
lap and hold him. Chas, get his feet.” Immediately complying
with the voodoo priest's orders John had trouble holding Balthazar
down, when Midnite announced that they needed to do a c-section.
Balthazar was fighting against his hold, thrashing around as if they
had threatened to kill him.

“You can't cut me open like a
Christmas goose. No. Get away.”
Balthazar had let his human mask fall away, snarling at them in his
pure demonic features. But all three of them had already seen enough
demons in their lives, barely flinching
when he bared his teeth.

Midnite
had lit a sweet smelling herb, waving it around in the air before
placing it under Balthazar's nose. “This is the only way.
Otherwise the baby will die.” John's forehead creased with
worry, but he didn't protest the voodoo priest's plan. It wasn't like
he had a better one anyway.

The
half-breed was still thrashing around in pain and protest, but his
movement was slowing down as the fumes of the burning herbs calmed
him. Somehow he had imagined it all to be a
lot easier. Maybe a little pain for Balthazar and then the child
would be there. But the spectacle displayed before him was worse than
some of the exorcisms he had done.

Midnite
had put the herbs aside, producing a long curved knife from the bag
he had brought with him. “John, keep him from screaming.”
As soon as John had placed his hands over his lover's mouth, Midnite
let the knife sink into the soft flesh of Balthazar's belly, cutting
through the skin and muscle as if it was butter.

Blood
welled up from the cut, running over Balthazar's skin and coloring
the sheet in a bright, dangerous red. A muffled scream escaped
Balthazar's mouth, while the half-breed hovered somewhere between
being awake and unconsciousness.

John
felt as if he was right on the edge of madness, not knowing how much
longer he could watch his lover bleeding and in pain. But he had to
get through it, had to be strong for Bally and their child. And then
Midnite finally reached into the cut he had made, pulling out a small
bundle of flesh.

So
beautiful. Even smeared with blood, the small tufts of jet black hair
matted to it's head their baby was beautiful. Mesmerized John watched
as it opened it's mouth and a loud cry escaped from it's lips. Only
Midnite's voice managed to shake him out of his hypnotized trance.

“John, take your daughter and
wash her. We need to close the wound immediately.” A daughter.
They had a daughter. John took the small infant from Midnite's hands,
staring at her tiny face as he stepped away from the bed.

Midnite
and Chas rushed around, quickly sewing the cut in Balthazar's belly
shut. His lover looked pale, but John only noted that very distantly
as he carried their still crying daughter into the bathroom. She was
just as pretty as Bally. As gently as he could John washed the blood
from her body with a soft washcloth, before covering her in a fresh
towel. When he was finished, she had quited down again, snuggling
into the makeshift blanket.

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Three
hours had passed since the birth, when Balthazar finally awoke. John
was perched on the bed next to him, their baby safely
enclosed in his arms. He felt so weak. As
if he had been sent to hell trice and had crawled his way back on his
belly.

Midnite
and Chas were still present, but they stayed away from the bed,
leaving John and Bally their privacy. As soon as he cracked his eyes
open John pressed a tender kiss to his forehead, while he placed
their baby in the half-breed's arms.

“It's a girl.”

Critically
looking at the small infant in his arms Balthazar couldn't help but
fall in love with her, although demon's never did fall in love. But
he had fallen for John anyway, hadn't he? Their daughter was so
beautiful with John's dark hair, although her features looked more
like him. If her eyes had been open he could have seen the demonic
fire burn in them, but she stubbornly kept them closed.

He
would have liked to speak, but Balthazar didn't
know what to say so he started purring instead, happy when a tiny
purr-like sound escaped his daughter's mouth too. John was resting
close to his body, mesmerized as he stared at the two
of them. So much beauty and it was all his. Demons usually didn't
feel much happiness, but at the moment he was the happiest person in
the world. Who wanted to be an average demon anyway?

“We should call her Layla. It
fits.”

“Mmh.” John didn't give
him a real answer, since he was too occupied with watching their
daughter yawn. Experimentally poking at her mouth with his finger the
exorcist yelped in surprise, when she suddenly clamped down hard and
started to wail as soon as he pulled away. Balthazar laughed at his
grumbling lover, before he tried to soothe their daughter again.

And
in hell another demon's back was being broken in a fit of rage.

The
End.

I've
done it. I completed my longest story, although it took me longer
than I had originally planned. If I have the time and you want me to
I might write a sequel, but for now the story is finished. I hope you
enjoyed reading and maybe check out some of
my other stories. A big THANK YOU goes to all my reviewers, who
helped me along the way.

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