Part II: My Baby Left Me!

Chapter: The Coolest Superhero

It wasn't easy, but somehow they made it work - their long distance relationship.

Myers flew to Brussels or Margot to Newark about once a month, and they spent few days together. And then, the rest of the month desperately longing for each other, and waiting for the next opportunity to meet.

Myers hated it, and so did Margot - but what choice did they have?

Margot had just started working again, and she wasn't about to blow this opportunity to regain the trust of her father and her colleagues. And Myers? He knew there was no way he'd be able to leave BPRD. Who would keep things together, if he left? Who'd keep an eye on Hellboy and Kat, if he didn't?

He knew Broom was getting really old, and Manning was an incompetent ass. Well, there was Clay, sure, but even if he was a good guy, he was no leader. Myers knew BPRD needed him, even more than Margot did.

Besides, even if he'd manage to get a job in Europol, it would be too awkward to work for Margot's dad. Myers had a feeling, that the older man didn't trust he'd be good for Margot, no matter how hard he tried.

These restless thoughts in his mind, he waited for Margot in Brooms library.

It was the third time she came here, and as Myers had been working on a tricky case, buried in work, Margot had said she'd take a cab.

With a long sigh Myers closed the book he'd been reading. Still about the Aztec Gods. There was something fishy going on in Mexico, and he had a feeling he'd missed something, which was never a good thing when you weren't exactly sure what you were looking for in the first place.

"You seem impatient, John." stated Abe, who was doing some research too, wearing his wetsuit to be able to stay out of his tank. "Is everything fine?"

"Boy scout's waiting for the girlfriend." Hellboy stated, giving Myers an amused look. "He's been kinda tense all day."

"Ah." stated Abe. "Young love."

"Stop talking about me like I'm not present." Myers stated dryly. "Besides, what are you two even doing here?"

He glanced from Hellboy, who was slacking on a couch, to Kat who was balancing on high ladders, trying to find something from the upper racks of the bookshelf.

"Research." Kat replied, grinning on a way that showed that even in her human form she had an unusually wide and wolfish smile. "Helping you, in other words."

"And I'm helping Kat." said Hellboy shrugging.

"How, exactly?" Myers gave him a look. "For it seems to me, that-"

But just then the library's door opened and in stepped Clay, followed by the petite redhead that made Myers' heart skip a beat.

"Found this beauty wandering on the hallways." Clay said. "And a little bird sang to me, she was looking for you, Myers."

"Bonsoir!" said Margot cheerfully and gave everyone a gracious smile. "Nice to see you all. Nice suit, John."

Her green eyes scanned Myers' from head to toe, and he felt blushing. Yeah, seemingly the suit thing still worked on her. He'd thought as much when picking the Massimo Dutti from his closet this morning.

"How did you get in?" he managed, surprised to see her. "I thought you'd call from the front door-"

"Oh honey, haven't you learned by now, that there aren't many places that I can't get into?" she grinned, stepping closer to him, wrapping her hands around his waist.

Christ, it felt good to have her near! Myers pulled her closer, and gave a small kiss to her lips - but Margot lifted her hands to his neck, and didn't let him broke the kiss that easily.

After a rather long and steamy kiss, that left them both breathless, she finally let go of him, and whispered: "I missed you."

"Aww, you lovebirds." stated Clay, apparently hearing her. "Get a room already."

"We have one, luckily." replied Margot. "But it's gonna have to wait. I've brought something."

"What's that?" inquired Kat, hopping down from the ladder. She was as agile as ever, even in her human form. "You brought me chocolate?"

"Sure, hon." Margot grinned, and threw her a box. "Though you don't appreciate it the way you should."

"What you talking about?" the taller woman replied, already opening the box, and taking a seat by Hellboy. "I love these things! Every piece is different, and look - they're so pretty!"

"Yeah." Margot said. "And that's why it pains me to see how you eat them."

"Dunno what you're talking about." Kat rolled her eyes. She'd already stuffed half of the box to her mouth, and was looking into the second layer. Hellboy needed to act fast, if he wanted to get any.

"Anyhow…" Margot continued, searching something from her bag. "I also brought Champagne!"

Her grin was wide and plain happy, as she dug two large bottles from her bag.

"Oh." stated Abe. "What's the occasion?"

"That I had a really long flight, and I'd like to get drunk with my friends?" Margot raised an eyebrow. "Or does someone have better plans for the night?"

"That's a great plan!" stated Clay, rubbing his hands together. "I'll get some glasses."

"Bring beer glasses too." Margot added. "For I brought some delicious Belgian Blonde as well."

"God, I hope that's a beer and not a person." stated Kat.

"Of course it's a beer. Belgian blond ale is the best beer in the world!" Margot rolled her eyes. "It's for you and Red. I remembered that you don't like wines."

"Thanks!" Hellboy said, as Margot handed him a large bottle. "You're the best!"

"I know." Margot replied, grinning, and finally sat down too. "John, would you open the Champagne for us, please?"

Myers couldn't help feeling a bit confused. Margot had so much energy. She was an ADHD girl, her thoughts rushing from thing to another in a nanosecond, and sometimes it was a bit exhausting to deal with. He was still thinking about her remark about his suit, and now there was apparently a party starting.

"How did you manage to bring all this in your hand luggage?" Myers asked, picking up one of the Champagne bottles.

"I have my ways." Margot winked. "You know I always get what I want."

True that. Just the thought of it made Myers blush.

"You used your powers to smuggle alcohol?" he asked. "Really?"

"Well, I didn't use it to smuggle a bomb. And I didn't kill anyone today." Margot replied indifferently. "So what's the problem?"

"No problem." Myers said, and took a look at her, while beginning to open the bottle.

She was even more hyperactive than usually, and he knew her well enough to know that there was something behind it. Perhaps it was just stress after the long flight (he knew she hated flying), or maybe it was something else, but it was clear that something was bothering her. Myers suspected he wouldn't get to the bottom of that, though, not as long as they were surrounded by other people.

Which probably was the exact reason for this 'surprise party' of hers.

But just then Clay interrupted Myers' troubled thoughts by arriving with glasses, and Myers opened the bottle with a loud pop.

"Great!" said Margot, raising a glass Clay had given her. "Fill it up, Thad, will you?"

"Sure." he said, for what else was there to do? She always got what she wanted, and if she wanted to get drunk on Champagne, who was he to argue?

"So, who else wants some?" Myers asked, and it turned out that everybody wanted - even Abe - except for Kat and HB, who were satisfied with their Belgian Blonde.

Myers took a chair for himself and sat down, just as Margot turned to Kat, and asked: "So, who's the old creep who stared at my boobs? I ran to him trying to find you guys."

"And you're not talking about Clay?" Kat raised an eyebrow.

"Hey!" Clay protested. "I don't do that! And I'm not an old creep."

"Fine, fine." Kat said. "It must've been Manning then."

"Manning?" Margot looked at Myers. "Your boss?"

"Yeah." they all gave a sigh.

"Man." Margot stated. "He didn't seem like a nice person."

"Why? What did he do to you?" Myers asked.

Just the thought of Manning staring Margot's boobs had been enough to make him annoyed. There was just one person in this place who had the right to do that, and it sure as Hell wasn't Manning.

"Nothing." Margot replied. "Just talked to my cleavage. And I happened to see his thoughts. Ewww - they weren't pretty."

Myers cleared his throat. He felt angrier than in a long time, and a blush crept to his face.

"Hey, it's alright. Just let it go." Margot said, clearly noticing his mood. "It happens to me all the time."

"Yeah? Well I'm not going to just sit by and-"

"John, leave it." Margot said again, and leaned closer, placing her small, gloved hand on his arm. "I'm sorry I brought it up. I don't want you to get in trouble with your boss."

"Yeah, he is the boss." Hellboy stated. "Even if we don't like it."

"It's not that we don't like him. The problem is that he doesn't like us." said Abe silently. "But it is what it is."

"Well. He'll be sure to retire some day." said Kat. "Or perhaps we get lucky, and he gets eaten by a ghoul or something."

"Nah, no such luck." replied Hellboy. "We're stuck with him until he decides it's time to go."

"You talk like it's going to be better after that." Said Abe. "But who knows - there might be even worse people to follow him."

That thought made them all a bit serious, and soon they moved into other, more cheerful topics.

Margot emptied a glass after another, and rather quickly she was more than a little tipsy. Kat had enjoyed enough of the Belgian Blonde to make her skin turn a little bluish, and Myers noticed that her ears began to seem a bit pointy. Myers himself was still on his first glass of Champagne, as was Abe, but Clay had emptied half a bottle by himself.

And what were they talking about?

"No! Yours are the coolest." Margot exclaimed to Kat, laughing. "I mean, shapeshifting-"

"Hardly! I can only take two forms, unlike my brothers who are far more versitile."

"Oh, yeah… I remember Jay." Margot giggled on a way that made Myers more than a bit jealous. Who the hell was Jay?

"But anyways…" Margot continued, apparently remembering her original topic. "Your powers are the best. Shapeshifting, teleportation, telepathy-"

"My telepathy is nothing compared to yours." Kat argued. "You can do practically anything with your mind."

"True." Margot grinned. "But so can Abe here. You're a telepath too, right?"

"I do have some psychic abilities, true." Abe replied calmly. "But not nearly as strong as yours, I'm afraid. And you do seem to be the only telekinetic here, which is admirable."

"And I'm also the only one who sees dead people." Margot rolled her eyes. "But that's a pain in the ass, really. Nothing cool about that."

"You see dead people? Like ghosts?" asked Myers, sipping from his glass. "Really?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Margot smiled, but her thoughts seemed to be on the next topic already, for she quickly turned to Hellboy. "So, what exactly is your superpower, Red? Your handsome looks, and a wicked tail don't count."

"Bringing on the Apocalypse?" Hellboy raised an eyebrow. "Plus a dark sense of humor."

"You win!" Margot laughed.

"True." said Kat, leaning on his shoulder. "HB always wins."

"Aww, aren't you two cute." Margot grinned. "So, it seems that we have the ultimate winner of the 'Coolest superhero in the room' - competition."

"That wasn't a fair competition." argued Clay. "Me and Myers couldn't even participate."

"Oh, I don't know about you Clay, but I know well enough, that John has a superpower or two up in his sleeve." Margot turned to look at Myers, and something in her eyes made him suddenly feel hot all over.

Margot stood up from the sofa she'd been sitting on, and walked to Myers, just to sit in his lap and give him a small kiss on the corner of his lips. It was enough to make his mouth water and his heart skip a beat.

"In fact, I'm beginning to think he should be the winner of this competition." she added purring.

"Hey!" exclaimed Kat. "Not fair!"

"Oh come on." Margot laughed, leaning her petite body on Myers' chest. "Look at my John here. He's by far the most beautiful man in this room. He has the ultimate puppy eyes-"

"That's true." shrugged Kat.

"- and he has the best heart." Margot continued. "I should know, I've held it in my hands."

That was enough to make even Kat shut up.

Margot turned so, that she could kiss Myers, and he moved his hands to her hair to pull her closer. Christ, it felt so good! Her lips on his were so soft, so warm and inviting, and a need that had been lurking under the seemingly calm surface all night long, rose up in him.

He let his tongue enter her mouth, and forgetting all about their audience, kissed her hard, demanding and slow, until she was breathing shallow and was shivering in his arms.

But finally she pulled back and broke their kiss. She turned to look at Kat again, and her cheeks burning, said: "Plus, John is the best kisser. And he gives me these mind blowing-"

"That's quite enough." Myers interrupted her, blushing deeply. "We're leaving."

"We are?" Margot protested, as Myers lifted her on her feet. "So soon? There is still Champagne!"

"I'm about to show you some of my mind blowing abilities, as soon as we get to my room." Myers sent to her mind. (He brushed her cheek with his fingers to be able to do that.)

"Oh." Margot giggled. "In that case."

She snuggled closer to Myers, and let him wrap his arm around her, giving him a lustful look through her lashes.

"Have fun." laughed Kat, and winked.

"Show her some of your superpowers, Myers." stated Clay, and poured himself some more Champagne.

But Myers wasn't about to stay and listen any more of their gossiping, and firmly he lead Margot out of the library.

"You sure kept me waiting." he murmured to her hair, as soon as they were out of the room.

"Yeah? Well I'm all yours now."

"About time." his voice sounded thick in his throat.

"Impatient, John?" she made a small, arousing laughter. "My my, you know I don't like to rush it."

"I'm not going to." He let his hand wander to her lower back. "But I know just what I want to do to you tonight."

"Oh, that sounds promising. And what is it, if I may ask?"

"Don't pry." he said with a low, husky voice. "You'll see soon enough."

They soon reached his rooms, for they weren't that far away. And as soon as the door shut behind them, Myers grabbed Margot into his arms, and kissed her hard.

Christ, he'd been waiting to do this the whole night! (Or more precisely for four weeks now.) And sitting in the library, watching the way her hair glowed in the warm light of the fireplace, the way she lifted the Champagne glass to her lips and sipped, the movement of her delicate, gloved fingers… it had been enough to make him anxious, the hot need welling in his core.

He broke the kiss, just to remove his suit jacket, and threw it on the kitchen counter. His chest was heaving and his heart felt like it was trying to beat it's way out of his chest.

Don't rush it. he told himself. You've got the whole night.

With slow, deliberate moves he opened his tie, and pulled it off. A nice, dark green silk tie, that Margot had given him.

"Give me your hands." he commanded.

"What are you up to?" Margot breathed, giving him a small smile, but did as she was told.

Myers took her small hands in his, gently removed her gloves, and then tied her wrists together with his tie, firmly but not so tight it would cause her discomfort.

"Damn, John-" she began, but he silenced her by pulling her close again, and kissing her hard. He let his tongue enter her mouth, to search the insides of it, and it made her shiver.

Their minds merged, and he felt her arousal in him.

Yeah, she was liking this little game, that much was obvious. And just the thought of it, was enough to make him hard.

Roughly he turned her around, and bent her down, so that she was leaning on a barstool with her tied hands. She made a small surprised gasp, which sent a shock of need through his spine. She was still wearing all her clothes - tight jeans and a blouse, but he saw clearly enough the shape of her perfectly round ass, and her tiny waist, and they called to him on a primitive way. His hands felt impatient, as he laid them on her waist, and pulled down her pants and underwear, revealing her milky white backside.

Jesus, she seemed so helpless like this! Her hands tied with his tie, and her legs by the tight jeans he'd pulled down to her knees. Yeah, of course he knew she could disintegrate the bonds to atoms at any time with her mind, but she chose not to do that - she chose to let him do this, to be at his mercy, and that made him groan of need. Myers felt his erection pulsing rock hard in his pants, and he had to take a deep breath to be able to calm down a bit.

Not yet. He told himself. Not until she's begging.

He knelt on the floor behind her, and placed a trail of small kisses on the tender skin of her inner thighs.

"Chirst, John!" Margot moaned, and shivered under his touch.

His hands were on her hips, tracing the curve of her backside, and he inhaled her scent, that told him just how much she wanted him already.

A small, teasing kiss on her already wet folds - she gasped and squirmed.

He chuckled, exhaling some cool air to her sensitive flesh, and then gave her what she was silently asking - a kiss, long and deep, on her most sensitive area.

Margot groaned, and tried to spread her legs, but the jeans still on her knees made it impossible.

"Oh Christ, you're evil." Margot panted, her breath shallow.

Myers made a small laugh, and pulled his face away from her crotch.

"You want me to stop?"

"Jesus, if you do that, I'm gonna kill you."

Another kiss on her cunt, this time even deeper. He spread her slick folds with his fingers, and let his tongue find all the secret spots of pleasure, that made her gasp and squirm under his touch.

He had always liked doing this - pleasing a woman with his mouth. But Gods, it was so much better with Margot than with anyone before. Being able to read her mind, he instinctively knew just where and how to touch her. No guessing 'Is she gonna like this?' or 'What did I do wrong?'. All that he did, was just right, and Margot rewarded him by moaning out loud, trying to push her hips closer to his face, her legs trembling in her uncomfortable position.

"Please…!" her voice was shaking. "Please, John-"

He'd pushed her to the edge sucking relentlessly on her clit, and now she was indeed begging. Her cunt was so slick, dripping already, and the way she pleaded him, made his erection throb.

Myers pulled back, and stood up, grabbing her hips with both hands.

Fuck, seeing her bare backside, feeling the burning skin under his palms, was enough to make him almost lose it. Groaning he pushed his hips against her, and feeling the slickness of her crotch, even through the fabric of his pants, made him feel this primitive need that overtook his mind.

Panting, he opened his zipper, and pulled out his shaft. Margot gasped, feeling it against her bottom, and again tried desperately to spread her legs, but still the jeans held her legs together.

"Oh Christ!" Margot cursed, as he pushed inside.

Myers bit his lip, to not be too rough, to take her by force. She was so ready, so wet and warm, but Damn she felt tight like this! It was like his cock was a sword that cut her open, and he felt the flash of pain and pleasure echoing from her mind.

"Jesus!" he growled, and pushed in as slowly as he could. His hands on her hips were impatient, grabbing hard on her hip bones, and the urge to have her filled his soul. As soon as he felt she'd adjusted, he picked up a faster pace, thrusting deep and hard with every push.

She bent under his touch, her body answering his desperate, deep thrusts.

Seeing her like this, her delicate form bent against the bar stool, her hands still tied with his tie, made him feel an urge, unlike ever before. She was his, he owned her, and he could do whatever he wanted to her.

A few times he slowed down his pace, to not come too quickly. But she was in his mind, begging for him to be rough, to be ruthless, to fuck her, and he simply couldn't resist anymore.

"Christ, Margot!" he growled, through his teeth. Fuck, he needed to get deeper!

Hitting his hips hard against her crotch, he reached his fingers to her clit and pressed on it. It was enough to make her explode, and she came screaming, pulling him with her.

It took a few moments for him to come to, his head still spinning after their joint orgasm.

Breathing heavy, he leaned his forehead on her back, resting his hands on curves of her hips.

When he finally felt like he could stand without toppling over, he pulled out of her, and turned her around, wrapping his arms gently around her still shivering form.

"Where did that come from?" Margot breathed, her voice soft like a feather.

Myers chuckled, placing a small kiss on her forehead. "You once told me, I was too vanilla for you. Thought I'd prove you wrong."

"Well you most certainly did." she replied, resting her head against his chest. "My God, you're great in bed- I mean, in kitchen."

Myers gently took her hands in his, and began opening the bond he'd made of his tie.

"Among many things." he said, freeing her hands. "Which I'm going to prove to you later, by making you supper."

She laughed, looking up to his eyes.

"Damn you John Myers, could you be any more perfect?"

"I can try." he smiled, cradling her in his arms. "So, you wanna take a shower? I'm great in bathroom too."

"I bet you are." she grinned. "Lead on."

Later that night, after showering and eating, and having some more mind blowing sex, they lay on the bed. They weren't touching now - sometimes it could get a bit exhausting to share every thought and feeling, but they were laying near each to each other, resting their heads on the pillows, their tired bodies between the sheets.

"So, who is Jay?" Myers asked then, out of the blue.

"Jay?" Margot replied, clearly surprised. "You mean Kat's brother Jay?"

"Yeah, I know he's Kat's brother, but who is he to you?"

"Oh John." Margot rolled on her back, sounding frustrated. "Please, don't tell me you're jealous. First the Manning thing, and now this."

"I am. A little bit." he confessed. It did no good to lie to her, she'd see the truth anyways.

"Come on. We live on different continents - this'll never work if you're jealous of every guy I happen to meet."

"I'm sorry." Myers said, blushing slightly. "I just… the way you said his name when talking about super powers-"

"Fine." Margot snapped. "I had a short fling with him, but it was nothing serious. And it was like two years ago, I hadn't even met you then."

"Right." he replied. "It's none of my business."

"No, it's not." she said. "John, I've had other guys - you know it. And you've had girlfriends. It's called the past - we all have it. It's wiser not to snoop around in each other's minds looking for things that might hurt us."

"I know. It's just-" he stopped mid sentence. It felt hard to say it out loud, though it was true.

"You're afraid that I'll leave you?"

He nodded. "Yeah."

That made Margot give him a smile that melted his heart. "You silly. I love you - I'll never leave you."

"You promise?" he asked.

"I promise."

Little did they know, that was a promise she'd break in less than two months.