Gabriel cleared h<strong>is</strong> throat. "<strong>The</strong>n... pass judgment on me now."<strong>Constantine</strong> set the muzzle of the gun against Gabriel's forehead. He was going to enjoyth<strong>is</strong>...."Do it," Gabriel urged. "Seek revenge! End my life."<strong>Constantine</strong>'s finger tightened on the trigger. He needed to put only a micromillimeter moresqueeze on that trigger..."Pull the trigger!" Gabriel begged. "Be the Hand of God!"<strong>Constantine</strong>'s finger relaxed. He understood, then, what Gabriel was trying to pull. I shoot him- and I'll be condemned again.Still... <strong>Constantine</strong> wanted to pull the trigger more than he'd wanted h<strong>is</strong> first sex with a reallive girl - and that was a lot. He wanted it as much as he wanted to live.But he lowered the gun. Knowing that Satan was behind th<strong>is</strong> - had wh<strong>is</strong>pered the suggestionto Gabriel. <strong>The</strong> First of the Fallen was trying to trap <strong>Constantine</strong>, already. To trick him intocondemning himself to Hell once more.<strong>Constantine</strong> looked at Gabriel for a moment... shifting h<strong>is</strong> gun to h<strong>is</strong> other hand...And then hit the former angel hard in the face with a right. Gabriel was knocked back againstthe wall, slamming hard into the concrete. He slumped, stunned."That's called pain," <strong>Constantine</strong> said. "Get used to it."Gabriel surpr<strong>is</strong>ed <strong>Constantine</strong> by smiling. "You could have shot me, John. But you chose thehigher path instead."<strong>Constantine</strong> turned and went to Angela."My plan's already working," Gabriel said. "Look how well you're doing."She gazed up at him, lips parted...<strong>Constantine</strong> bent toward her and picked up the Spear of Destiny, lying at her feet.Straightened up, smiling at her. He could tell - he could feel it - she knew about Isabel being setfree from Hell.Gabriel was looking upward. As if right through the ceiling. Speaking to God. "Norecompense for such love. And who will keep your dominion now."But he did have a problem - nothing he couldn't handle. <strong>The</strong> time barrier had dropped fromthe building. Xavier was coming in with Officer Yee and at least five other cops.<strong>The</strong>y were going to want an explanation. He was tempted to tell them the truth.Let them put that in their report.He put h<strong>is</strong> arm around Angela and led her out of the room.Behind them, Gabriel shuddered, sensing the opening of a doorway...And the room filled with light. A silhouetted figure appeared, in a shimmering doorway.Heaven illuminated behind him with higher-dimensional clarity. Heaven's newest half-angel: Itwas Chaz, adjusting h<strong>is</strong> cap, casually. Smiling sardonically at Gabriel. "S'up, Gabie."Chaz robbed h<strong>is</strong> hands together. He had a lot of work to do in h<strong>is</strong> new gig, and he was lookingforward to it. "P.S., man," Chaz said to Gabriel, walking past him. "You have one shitload ofexplaining to do."--Another L.A. night on the rooftop of another building - <strong>Constantine</strong>'s building. Standing nearthe edge of the roof, <strong>Constantine</strong> gazed at the electric tapestry of city lights. Leaning on theroof's rim near him was the Holy Shotgun.He wasn't surpr<strong>is</strong>ed when Angela came up the fire escape: He'd asked her to meet him here.She looked around at the damp, tarry roof littered with old paint cans. "Nice spot," she said.<strong>Constantine</strong> smiled at her. "Got something for you."She ra<strong>is</strong>ed an eyebrow as she joined him. ''I'm guessing you're not a flowers kind of guy."<strong>Constantine</strong> reached into h<strong>is</strong> coat pocket. Handed her an object wrapped in cloth. She openedit, but she already knew what it was by the feel, the weight, the tingle. <strong>The</strong> vibratory association
with both suffering and the transcendence of suffering: the Spear of Destiny."Why the hell are you giving me th<strong>is</strong>?"<strong>Constantine</strong>'s smile became rueful. "Rules."He couldn't keep it - it was something he could never bring himself to try to conjure with.And he knew that a genuinely holy relic should be d<strong>is</strong>posed of - or "put away" - according to therules of the tradition it sprang from. Angela was closer to that tradition than he was."Hide it," he adv<strong>is</strong>ed, with a heartfelt solemnity. "Somewhere no one will ever be able to findit.""And I'm supposed to know where that <strong>is</strong>... exactly how?""Hey. <strong>The</strong> son of the Devil didn't want me for my psychic ability." H<strong>is</strong> was minor-leaguecompared with hers."Always a catch," she said.He looked at her. Thinking that he wanted to go the next step with her, if she wanted that too.But there were things he had to do first. And maybe she wouldn't be interested anyway - could behe was just putting off, the inevitable rejection. A relationship with him would be a constantreminder of things she'd want to put behind her. Literally: her time in Hell, among other things.Still... she wasn't looking at him like she wanted to put John <strong>Constantine</strong> behind her."So?" Angela prompted."I've got some cleaning up to do."She looked at the Holy Shotgun. She nodded. "See you around?"He smiled. Feeling real relief. Seemed to him that was an invitation. "Yeah. I'd like that."She wrapped the relic up again, put it in her purse. She walked away, and he watched her godown the fire escape: a woman carrying the spearhead that pierced Jesus Chr<strong>is</strong>t in a purse she'dbought at Neiman Marcus.<strong>Constantine</strong> turned and looked at the city. Wondering what he'd say to that city, if itsinhabitants could hear him, right now... Maybe:I'm everything that never happened to you. I've seen young boys strong enough to snap your neck in onehand. And women sell their babies for the prom<strong>is</strong>e of a throne of fire. I've seen Hell blaze through thesestreets. I don't have the usual map of L.A. in my head, not the one everyone else has. L.A.'s got a differentgeography for me. Spilling blood and the last breath before dying mark it all out, in dark wet borders. Andno one giving a damn about it. No one at all.<strong>Constantine</strong> took a pack of cigarettes from h<strong>is</strong> coat. Looked at them. And crumpled them up,tossed them over the edge. <strong>The</strong>n he took something else from h<strong>is</strong> coat pocket: two specialshotgun shells. <strong>The</strong>ir casings embossed with arcane symbols.God has a plan for all of us. I had to die. Twice. Just to figure that out.He loaded the shotgun shells into the gun's chamber. Backed the shotgun.Like the Book says, He works H<strong>is</strong> work in mysterious ways.He peered down over the roof. <strong>The</strong> lure he'd arranged earlier was working. <strong>The</strong> thing wascoming...Wait - he lost sight of it for a moment."John-"He glanced at Angela at the door. She pointed. "On your left!"He stepped back, aimed the shotgun as she went through the door.Some people like it...<strong>The</strong> winged demon swooped down at him - the one that had gotten away at the m<strong>is</strong>siondowntown...Over h<strong>is</strong> head now, angling down, coming right for him... He saw its teeth plainly in thestreetlight shine, gleaming as it opened its jaws, preparing to tear into him......Some people don't.<strong>The</strong> demon came right at him. He had just time to aim the shotgun....And he blew the demon into leathery fragments. Two rounds, just to be sure. <strong>The</strong>n he blew
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