Zatanna and John decided to try and be serious about this whole dating thing. That was a few years ago. They now have a son, Adrian Constantine, a 5-year-old boy with both traits of Zatanna and John themselves, a perfect mix.

They decided to give Adrian a normal life, no magic around him unless absolutely necessary. It was their mental contract they both signed when Adrian was born.

But recently, Adrian's been acting a little weirder than usual. He'd sit alone, aside, playing, but he'd ignored when his parents called him by his name, unable to sleep or sleeps too much, lights flickering with his presence, etc.

Zatanna was the first worried one, but when she mentioned her conerc to John one night, he dismissed it as her being "dramatic" as usual.

Zatanna shot him a glare at the couch in the living room they were on. "This is why we had problems before, John!" She said loud enough for him to not be able to ignore it. "We talked and promised this before we had Adrian. What happened with all that "we'll take this dating thing seriously" talk?"

John sighed, the cigarette smoke leaving his mouth as he turned to her.