This is kind of a random one-shot that I wanted to write in honor of Michael Fassbender's incredible portrayal of Magneto. His character is so complex and interesting to me that I couldn't resist. I feel like he needed this moment so I wrote it for him.

The Title matches the song Dust to Dust by the Civil Wars which I felt was the perfect accompaniment to this piece.

This is a one-shot but I could be convinced otherwise.

Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognize.

It was three'o clock in the morning and my blood was singing.

My connection to the moon never felt stronger than the dead hour. Which meant I had unimaginable energy. This left me quite often having to expel that consuming force when the world was silent. I had never felt more at peace then when I toed the line between rage and serenity… A trick Charles had taught me when I was first recruited here.

I could feel my nerves ignite in a cold fire and felt my heart tremble in my chest. This raw moment causing my entire body to become ultra sensitive. This was the moment Erik chose to touch me.

"Erik" I breathed out my voice husky with power.

"You are…" he trailed off as he turned me in his arms and used my gold bracelet to lift my hand to his face. "exquisite…such an wonder to behold you" He spoke against my shoulder.

I tilted my face up to him my eyes glowing. "So are you."

He scoffed lightly but with a edge of disgust. A shadow of self loathing came across his troubled pale blue eyes. And I watched the exact moment he rejected the idea of him being anything more than a monster.

"I have accepted who I am. It is not the creature you are but a whole new animal created out of hate and pain…Frankenstein." He said this with an air of carelessness that I could tell was forced.

"You don't have to lie to me Erik. For I know that your heart is not made out of metal like you think. You are no more a monster than I am. You are a survivor. You were created with pressure not unlike a diamond. You are brilliant and sad. A man who I-"

I was cut off by the harsh impact of his mouth sealing the words I had agonized to say. He held me tighter and I felt pain pool with pleasure as we sank to our knees on the soft grass. He was shaking slightly and I heard the shrieking of the nearby fence as it bent against his volatile emotions.

I held him just as tightly thinking that maybe I could keep him here with me and meld his soul with mine so we might make a whole person.

Tears tracked down our faces and I felt like maybe this was better than any romance novel. That Erik was better than prince charming. Because he was real and aching and his lips felt like need and the want to be loved.

"I love you too…" He whispered into me.

So it was short and sweet just the way I like my one-shots! If you enjoyed this little taste then please review :)

Thanks