A/N: This is the last and finale chapter of this story. As always I do not own X-Men, just the plot for this story, and any OCS. Please Read and Review! -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)

Chapter 10

She opened her eyes, and all she could feel was excruciating pain. It ripped and tore through her body as if she was on fire, her whole body aflame, with no where to go to escape it. She wanted to cry, to scream, but no words would escape, not a sound. The pain was too much. A high pitched beeping rang in her ears, as she could hear people rushing into the room. Bright lights flooded her eyes, and she wanted to squeeze them shut, but she found that she was unable to do so.

Suddenly, she felt it. A rush of cooling, making the flame-like pain go away, making her feel calm and extremely sleepy, and at peace. Then a thought plunged through her hazy and now tired mind. Wasn't she supposed to be dead? Hadn't her little sister killed her?

Aster tried to blink her sea-green eyes, but found it terribly difficult to do so, whatever had made the agony go away, and also made it very hard for her to stay awake. She shivered as familiar feeling grazed her skin. It was his claws, gently scrapping against her cheek, and then he gently cupped her cheek in his hand.

Sea-green eyes met his supposed to be soulless onyx black. But there was something there, that nearly frightened her. There was relief and something else, stirring the emotions in Sabertooth. But she could not grasp, what is was. Not at first. Then as he gently, pressed a kiss to her forehead. She realized what it was, love. He loved her.

And perhaps maybe even she had somehow, found a way to fall in love with him as well. Not that either of them would ever admit it to one another.

She had so many questions spinning through her head, that wasn't sure what she needed to clear up first. She slowly lifted her hand up and curled her thin and long fingers around one of Victor's beefy and manly ones.

His name would not form on her lips at first, she struggled to form the letters. Until finally it came out in a hushed whisper. "V-Victor…"

The beast in man's flesh looked at her, and gently pushed the morphine button again. He watched as her face, which was crinkled with confusion began to relax. She would be asleep soon, and then he would have to figure out how to get her out of here.

"You're okay, you're alive." He said gruffly and watched as Aster slowly shook her head.

"I don't want to be…Stryker will…find us…"

Sabertooth sighed, she had been under for so long, that she didn't know. "He's gone, so is Three Mile Island."

"We're free?" Aster asked, as she finally slipped away into the darkness of dreams.

Victor growled low. "For now, Doll."

When Aster woke up again, she found herself in a hazy-filled daze. She had no clue where she was anymore. She thought for sure that last time she had been in a hospital, or something that was supposed to be a hospital. It would certainly explain the sharp smell of cleaning chemicals and death, along with all the people coming in and out of her room wearing white. But now it was different, there was not the smell of death or cleaning chemicals.

Instead, she smelt pine, almost like Christmas. And the fur from the blankets that were covering her were warm and cozy, and also tickled her nose and chin. Aster laid her head down to the side against the massive feather-down pillows. She could here noises. The running of water from a sink faucet, the spitting sound of grease and fat trying to escape a pan on a stove. She carefully pushed herself back into a sitting position, to see a fire crackling in the hearth, there was a fireplace in her room.

She turned her head, to the noise of creaking floorboards, to see Victor's massive frame blocking most of the door. There was a plate of stir-fry in his hands, along with a very large glass of milk.

"Why-Why are you doing this?" Aster questioned softly as he sat on the bed beside her legs, and set the plate and glass on a moving tray.

"Don't ask stupid questions, Doll." Was Victor's only answer, as he swiveled the tray that was attached to a movable arm against the wall, as it was now close enough for her to reach. "Eat and then I'm changing your bandages."

Aster could only nod, still not fully comprehending the situation, as she slowly ate her meal. She was alive. Alive, not dead. She still found it very difficult to wrap her mind around.

The plate and glass were taken away, now both empty. Victor peeled back the covers of the bed, to reveal Aster lying there very much without clothing. The only thing giving her any form of modesty where the bandages that were wrapped around her from below her throat all the way down to her abdomen. They were bloodstained, and she watched with horror as Victor unwrapped them. The scar revealed brought tears to her eyes, she felt them slip down her cheeks, as she began to sob. Victor ignoring her cries, cleaned away the blood and dead skin away with a cloth, and then to Aster's dismay began to do the same to her back. The scar was identical on both her front and her back. Large and bumpy, very red, and ugly.

"I-I'm a monster…" She sobbed, as she choked on her own spit and snot.

"It was the only way to save you." Victor replied as he wrapped her with fresh gauze and bandages.

"I-I'm a monster…" Aster repeated as Victor pushed the morphine button that was attached to the IV bag. The IV fluid, running through the sight in her hand.

Victor recovered her up with the blankets, and wiped away the tears that still clung to her eyelashes with the sleeve of his leather jacket before exiting the room and shutting the door.

Aster should have been happy that she was alive. Victor looked down at the bruises that were rabidly turning to a sickly yellow along the entire length of both his arms, after all he had given her his blood. The organs and other parts needed to repair her were simply forced donations from useless mutants. She should be happy, that she was alive. After all Victor Creed wasn't one to just randomly have people brought back to life.

They had to be very important to him. Which Aster was, very important. After all what kind of beast would be, if he allowed his mate to die?

A/N: If you are interested in reading the continuation of Victor and Aster's Story please go ahead and start reading Borderline, but before go read and review for that one, please leave a review for this one. -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)