A/N: Here's another scene for y'all. Enjoy :)

She woke up feeling someone curled up behind her, holding her close. She looked at the arm and recognized it immediately. She turned her head and saw he was still sleeping. He looked so at peace when he was asleep and it made her wonder if he was always this serene looking while he slept. She remembered the days when he was a wanted terrorist and she just couldn't see that man in the one before her. She laid her head back down on her pillow and felt his arm around her tighten.

His eyes slowly fluttered open as he realized he was holding someone. He looked and saw her dual colored hair and smiled to himself, remembering the night before.

"Erik?"

He looked up from the book he was reading and saw Anna-Marie standing there in her pajamas. She had worry written all over her face, which in turn worried him.

He stood, putting the book on the table and walked towards her, "Tell me. What's troubling you?"

"Ah can't sleep. Ah keep seeing Logan's forgotten memories."

He wrapped his arms around her, in an attempt to comfort her and stated, "Well if you want, I could lay with you tonight."

"A-Ah'd like that, sugah."

"Alright, love. I'll be up there shortly."

He kissed the top of her head and watched her walk back up the stairs before putting his book away and pouring his glass of water down the sink. He went up the stairs and walked into her room. She was already in bed under the covers and he slightly smiled to himself. He slid under the covers next to her.

"Can ya hold me?"

"Of course."

That's how he awoke, with his arm draped over her torso. Her shirt rode up during the night and he felt a patch of her soft skin under his fingertips. He curled and uncurled his fingers, loving the sensation of her skin. He couldn't explain it, but he couldn't get enough of the feeling.

When he moved his fingers against her stomach, it tickled a little, causing her to squirm a bit.

"Ticklish, my dear?"

"A little."

He smiled slightly to himself and just held her close to him, never wanting to part from her for long periods of time. He would admit that since she had walked into his life, she had changed him completely. His terrorist days were behind him, though he still had to lay low when they went out. She kept him on his toes, which was one thing he loved about her.

Love. He thought it was a funny word. He didn't think he'd be capable of loving another until he met her. He didn't think of himself worthy of that love either. Despite all of his doubt, she brought out the man that he thought was lost to the world. Around her, he wasn't Magneto, but Erik.

If you would have told her a year ago that she would come to love the mutant known as Magneto, she probably would have called you crazy. At times, she couldn't believe it herself. She wasn't entirely sure how they could touch, but she loved every minute of it.

When they touched, it was like and drug and both of them were addicted.

A/N: I'm a sucker for fluff.