Of Monsters and Men

Summary- Victor returns determined to be angry with Maggie for befriending Logan, but she has her own ideas and questions. NOTE: Lyrics in italics are from Joe Cocker songs, look him up, He's Creed's favorite.

Chapter 5- Welcome Home Mr. Creed

It's Late when I pull into the garage. I'd hopped a private charter plane home from the job and I was starving. I lugged the bags in from the car and set them down with a thump on the kitchen floor.
Maggie's home cooking smelled just short of heaven and I could hear music coming from down the hall, she'd turned the stereo into the intercom so it was all over the house. Joe Cocker, cajun marinated
steak and dirty rice from the smell, she was pulling out all the stops. I had to wipe the smile from my face as I headed down the hall to find her. Wasn't that hard to do when I passed my coat hanging
on a peg in the hall and smelled Logan on it still.

Do me wrong, do me right. Tell me lies but hold me tight.

Save your good-byes for the morning light, but don't let me be lonely tonight.

Say goodbye and say hello. Sure enough good to see you, but it's time to go.

Don't say yes but please don't say no, I don't want to be lonely tonight.

Go away then, damn you, go on and do as you please,

You ain't gonna see me getting down on my knees.

I'm undecided, and your heart's been divided, you've been turning my world upside down.



The table is set for two, there's ice cold beer waiting in a bucket of ice by my chair. God she really is the best, how can I be mad at her? Because she has to understand what she's dealing with, this is
not some little misunderstanding, this is not just some guy who doesn't like me, this is fuckin' Wolverine and what if he decides to chuck his precious morals out the window and kill her just to fuck with me.
Graydon did it to Birdy, so I don't trust anyone. I smell her when she arrives, floating down thru the ceiling in a short black satin robe that almost reaches her knees. She solidifies behind the table and
won't look me in the eye. The song is soft in the background..

"You're right on time Mr. Creed, how was your trip?" she asks, all business, her voice cool and distant.

I grunt a reply at her and take my seat. Watching her move around the table towards her plate.

"The hot tub is ready, bubbling and near boiling just like you like it, since you're in no mood to talk, I'll just eat my dinner in the kitchen.." She reaches for her plate and I snap my arm out, grabbing her
by the wrist and tugging her down into her chair.

"You'll eat with me or you won't eat at all." I grumble and let go of her so I can start cutting into my steak. It's perfect, blood oozes from it and mixes into the rice on the side. She turned her head so
I wasn't supposed to see but her mouth had curved up a little on one side.



"Yes, Mr. Creed." she said softly and started eating. She thought to herself that he sounded like something out of Beauty and the Beast, she'd been on such a roller coaster the past couple of days, she loved
him, she'd told him, he'd said nothing and then last night,..that phone call. She hid a frown behind her hair. We ate in silence for several minutes

"Messages?" I asked.

"a few, job offers are on your desk upstairs." she replied.

"You didn't clean the coat Mag. Didja wanna savor his stink?" I look over at her, my arms folded over my chest.

"No, Mr. Creed." she still won't look at me, but I can tell she's getting angry by the way she's holding her shoulders. "I tried to tell you, nothing happened, he was an asshole, we were surrounded, we worked
together long enough to get the hell out of there, then he gave me a ride to the store. I walked home from there."

"Mag, You listen to me and you listen good woman. You are not to tell him or anyone else about me, my habits, or our..arrangement." I pick my words carefully.

Joe Cocker growls in the background..

I'm under your spell
Like a man in a trance baby
Oh but you're no doubt aware
That I don't stand a chance
Unchain my heart
Let me me go my way
Unchain my heart
You are in me night and day
Why leave me two a life of misery
When you don't care about the beans for me
Unchain my heart oh please
Set me free

"Arrangement?!" She looks up at me finally, her fork clattering to the table under her hand, she glares. "You have my word, Mister Creed, I will not a tell a soul about you or your habits or the fact that you are
a cold heartless BASTARD!" she gets up from the table so fast that her chair falls to the floor. She turns to stomp from the room.

I take a swig of my beer, remaining seated. "Good girl, now get your ass back in here! the hell's wrong with you?"

She growls and I hear a thud in the hall, she must have forgotten to do her little ghosty thing and tried to come thru the wall at me, she pokes her head in the door and flips me off.

"I fully intend to, Magdelena My Dear." I smile slow at her. She blinks and her hand drops. She just looks at me for a minute then comes back to the table and sets her chair back up, sitting down and putting her hands
in her lap. that smile, god I love how his eyes shine like new pennies when he does that...that son of a bitch, he's playing me like a fiddle, he knows I love him and he's using it to..oh hell no.. She sighs and
crosses her arms over her chest. Narrowing her eyes, she sets the chair upright and sits down calmly, glaring at me.

"I hate you." she says

"Not what ya said the other night." I smirk back at her, testing her.

She blows out a huff of breath and a steak knife flies up from the table, no dodging it, it sinks into my chest just below my heart. I look down at the hilt and grunt, that hurt. I raise a hand and pull it back out.
"Maggie..."

"Yes Mr Creed?" she says with a forced smile, her tone like she's discussing the weather or something.

"The fact that I haven't ripped that pretty little head off of your shoulders yet, should be a clear indication that I do not want to kill you." I set the knife on the table, blood running down my chest and stomach.
"but you try a stunt like that again, I fuckin' will." I glare back at her.

"You can't touch me if I don't want you to.." Maggie replied, stubborn as hell. I growled and launched myself from my chair, all claws and teeth. Her eyes went wide and she screamed in surprise as I tackled her to the floor,
breaking the chair under us. She squirmed and fought, one of her sledge hammer fists flying up and boxing me in the ear hard enough to make me see stars, one of her knees catching me on the inner thigh, too close for comfort.
I wrestle with the wildcat and manage to straddle her legs and get hold of her wrists. I slam her arms into the floor on either side of her head.

"Mr. Creed..you're hurtin' me.." she whined, still straining under my body and hands.

"You can get away any time you want to..." I said, knowing I didn't have to say more. It was true, she loved me, she wanted me, and she knew better than to run.

Maggie looked up at Creed with the beginning of tears in her eyes, she turned her head away from his golden gaze and murmured, "I can't,..I don't want to. Damn you." She growled and twisted her shoulders again, I kept hold of her.
"I never knew I would meet someone like you, or that I'd ever love..." she stopped and growled up at me.

"a cold hearted bastard?" I prompted with a toothy grin, pressing down against her.

"Fuck you, I tell you I love you and all I get is that you don't want to kill me? That's so fuckin' reassurin', Victor! I shoulda known better than to ev-"


When The Road Gets Dark

And You Can No Longer See

Let My Love Throw A Spark

Have A Little Faith In Me


And When The Tears You Cry

Are All You Can Believe

Give These Loving Arms A Try Baby

Have A Little Faith In Me


Have A Little Faith In Me



I don't want to hear her yelling at me anymore at that moment and I silence her with a kiss, I take her mouth, forcing her lips apart with mine, she bites at my tongue and I growl into the kiss, not stopping. She finally stops
fighting it and moans under my mouth. I feel her go limp under me and then I get up, pulling her up from the floor with me. Her face is flushed and there's a hungry empty look in her eyes. Joe Cocker keeps singing as I lead her
up the stairs.

When Your Secret Heart

Cannot Speak So Easily

From A Whisper Start

To Have A Little Faith In Me

And When Your Back'S Against The Wall

Just Turn Around And You Will See

I Will Catch Your Fall

Have A Little Faith In Me

Have A Little Faith In Me



I shut the door behind us and lead the way into the master bath. She doesn't say a word, I'm not sure why. She strips me down without even touching me, it gives me chills that she's not talking. She's always talking and I can't see
her face, she's hiding behind her hair. It's my turn to talk I realize and I'm going to take my time. I step into the water and sink down, all the way under to wet my hair. She comes to the edge of the tub and removes the robe, there's a
negligee under it, thin and skimpy and tiger print, it's new, I see it from the corner of my eye and I like it. She puts her legs in the water behind my back and lathers her hands with shampoo, leaning forward to wash my hair for me.
I take the time to think, what can I tell her to make her content? I'm not about to tell her I love her, not yet, not until I'm good and ready.

When The Road Gets Dark

And You Can No Longer See

Let My Love Throw A Spark

Have A Little Faith In Me


I splash water up on my face and finally speak to her. "Magdelena,..I'm old and set in my ways. I'm not gonna up and change overnight just because someone tells me they love me. I trust you tho, and you make this house a home, it hasn't been
that for years. I like having you here, and anything else will come when I'm ready for it. Can you deal with that?"


I'Ve Been Loving You For Such A Long Time

Expecting Nothing In Return

Just For You To Have A Little Faith In Me

You Know Time, Time Is Our Friend

I Will Hold You Up, I Will Hold You Up

Your Love Gives Me Strength Enough

Have A Little Faith In Me


She's quiet as the song plays, then nods and scoops water up to rinse my hair, "Yes, Mr. Creed." She listened well and understood. In his own way, he loved her, he just wasn't ready to say it. Maggie silently accepted this and knew it would have to do.
I turn my head and reach up behind me to take hold of her neck, my fingers going into her hair.

"Then get in here.." I grin and give her a yank, she flies over my head into the water. She screams and comes up sputtering, her hair plastered to the sides of her face and her shoulders, the thin negligee clinging to her skin.

"You son of a bitch!" she snaps, her eyes full of fire. I grin at her and shake my head, my hand still on the back of her neck. I tsk at her and shove her back under the water, she's learned, that time she got a deep breath before she went under, no
wasting it on screaming or cussing. Down there, she takes my cock in her mouth and works fast, her tongue moving along the underside as she sucks me in deep, her hands resting on my thighs under the water. I count it out for her and pull her back
up before she starts clawing me.

"B-Bastard.." she gasps, blinking water out of her eyes, but I can see her nipples are hard as rocks, I reach out and tweak one.



"Then stop me.." I snarl low, knowing as well as she did that she didn't have to put up with me, she didn't have to let me do it. She did it cause she liked it, cause she knew better than to make me chase her. I plunge her head back under the water,
and this time one of her hands cups my balls, massaging them while she sucks like a pro, dear god.. "Ohhhhhh thaaat's my girl.." I lay my head back on the edge of the tub, enjoying it and letting my hand fall from her neck into the water. She remains down there
even tho I'm not holding her down for a few seconds more and then comes up out of the water, gasping for air, but she doesn't waste it on cussin' me again this time, she surges forward in the water, straddling my lap and putting her arms around my neck.
The thin soaked negligee feels silky against my skin in the hot water and her lips feel like velvet on mine when she locks onto me for a kiss. I run my hands down her sides, along those amazing curves under the water. She grinds against my cock, rubbing
her clit against it and moaning under the kiss. I kiss back, my hands going to her waist, I shift my hips and pull her down, forcing my cock up inside her. She breaks the kiss with a gasping scream and moans, laying her head down on my shoulder. I move under
her in the water, keeping a tight grip on her hips, she rocks on my cock moving her ass like a lap dance, sometimes I forgot she used to do that for a living, till moments like this at least. Then she turned her head and bit into my shoulder, her teeth don't
break my tough old hide, but it's enough to make me moan. I let go with one hand on her hips, she doesn't stop, keeps moving, I take hold of her wet hair and pull her back from my shoulder, making her sit upright, I trace that hand down from her shoulder, pushing the
little strap off of her shoulder, she shrugs the negligee off, it rises up off of her, peeling off of her skin and lands with a splash in the water,..god love her TK for shit like that. I watch her work her body, riding me like that, those gorgeous breasts right
in front of my face, I lap at her nipples and suck them into my mouth one by one, making her moan my name over and over, tight as hell and I notice a trace of pink in the water, she's torn again but didn't say a word. That's my girl.. I move forward in the water,
turning us so her back is against the side of the tub, she reaches to either side and grips the edges with her hands, letting her head fall back over the edge, she doesn't stop moaning, writhing in the water as I pound against her, the water splashing up between
our bodies until I burst, thrusting deep into her when I cum. She groans and goes limp with a sultry little sleepy smile.

I get us both out of the water, having to help her stand until she can get her head together enough to float. I even dry her off, toweling her down. She watches me dry off with a funny little smile on her face and gestures at the plug, draining the tub without me
even having to ask. She floats along beside me as I go to bed, she snuggles under the covers beside me. No matter how mad she gets at me, I can calm her down by making her moan. She's reliable like that. I yawn and her hair is cold against my skin.

"Victor?" she asks softly, laying a hand on my chest.

"what?"

"Why does he hate you so much?"

no need to ask who she's talking about.. "firstly, Cause I killed a woman he loved."

"Why did you do that?" she asked with a patient tone in her voice, just curious.

"I don't remember, but I had my reasons. Recently tho, he hates me cause I managed to get someone he cares about to trust me, to stick up for me, and for my trouble, he threw me out a plate glass window."
I'd left the mansion after the fight that night and had gone into hiding, living my old life again, the one I liked. Logan had apparently killed some clone or decoy that looked like me and had thought me dead for months, so had the rest of them. Imagine how pissed
he'd been when he discovered I was alive again...

"this person he cares about..is her name Marie?" Maggie asked, tilting her head up a little to try to see my face in the dark.

"oh shit...when did she call?" I groan, I just want sleep dammit.

"last night. she sounded pissed."

"mm-hmm..she's got a right to be I guess."

"did you fuck her too?" Maggie asked, her voice sounding just a little hurt.

"No,..Marie's more like a little sister..daughter..or something. I got history with her Mother.."

Maggie smiles and lays her head back down on my chest, cuddling against my side "oh..well I owe her an apology then and you need to give her a call back."

"I'll do it in the morning,..sleep." I tug the sheet up around us, making the last word a command.

"Yes, Victor...oh.." she sorta chuckles and leans up to kiss my cheek, "Welcome Home Mister Creed."

"Thank you Maggie."