Author's Note - I know right?! They broke up and it broke me! I'm not gonna give too much explanation about this one, otherwise it'll give stuff away and I don't like spoilers. But Andy talks to Logan and then talks to Creed, that's the gist of it.

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Valerie E Mackin - I told you it wasn't over, prolly got a few more chapters after this one ;-), love you lady!

Katie - Thanks for helping me through last week, it was a beast and helping me get this up here. Loves!

Patrick - I'm not sorry for the Andy feels, I'm glad you like her so much! Thank you my friend!

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The blonde sat on her bed trying to compose herself. This day just went from bad to devastating. Letting Wade go was quite possibly the hardest thing she's ever done and she had done it twice. Rubbing her hands over her eyes trying to rid herself of the burning that her tears left and caught a few hitching breaths. She smoothed her hair before getting up and laughed slightly as she buttoned her jeans again, "Jerk," she mumbled.

Andy opened the door to her room and Logan was waiting for her, "Wilson gone?"

She nodded as she sniffed a bit. The blonde looked at Wolverine, "He's gone for good." Her lip started to quiver again; she tried to stop it but couldn't control its actions.

Logan in a complete and uncharacteristic action hugged her, "I'm sorry kid." His voice was almost a whisper.

"It's alright Logan," she sniffed. "It needed to happen." Andy looked up seeing how uncomfortable he was and smiled at him. "You can let go now."

"Sorry Andy, I am, I know ya were sweet on him." He paused for a moment, "You gonna take care of Creed?"

"I'm going to have to; he can't stay at the manor." She shifted her stance crossing her arms, Andy didn't like the way he said 'take care of Creed'.

"You've gotta let him know it's over, we aren't workin' with him anymore and that you aren't interested in him," Logan ordered.

There it was, she loved Wolverine but damn if he wasn't only looking out for himself sometimes. Rolling her eyes, "Logan, who I date, is really none of your business. Victor was quite surprising, minus the Stryker situation. He was a gentlemen and romantic and gave me the best date I've ever experienced. Who's to say I don't want to have another date like that or even something more scaled down? I'll tell you," she walked closer to Logan looking him dead in the eye, "Me, I decide. If you want to place conditions, like he doesn't come around the manor I'm fine with that, but you will not outright forbid me to see him or anyone else for that matter."

Wolverine's jaw tightened and a guttural growl made its way through his rigid lips, "Don't you remember what he tried to do to you?"

Andy sighed angrily, "Better than you, I still have the scars to prove it. Logan, people can change, I know he's changed. He didn't want to hurt me; it never even entered his mind the whole time I was with him. Why are you being so damn stubborn?"

"Stubborn?" the mutant repeated. "The only one I see being stubborn is you. Aren't listenin' to reason again, thinkin' that a violent animal can be changed."

The blonde shook her head, "I'm not having this conversation with you." She turned and started walking away.

"Just don't do anything stupid," Logan called, concern seeping into his growl.

"Don't worry, I'm not inclined to ask myself 'What would Wolverine do?'" she called to him not turning back to him. She got another ten feet and felt horrible about what she said. The blonde turned but Logan was already gone, she shook her head and moved on. Andy knew Logan was only looking out for her but he could do it in a better way than trying to act like her dad. He tried to do the same thing when Wade came back into her life. The telepath sighed heavily, this is not what she wanted to do right now. All she wanted was to curl up on her bed watch some trashy romantic comedy and nurse her broken heart in a half gallon of cookie dough ice cream. Instead she had to tell Victor he had to leave and that Logan was forbidding him to see her again, not that either of them would listen.

Walking down the hall to the hangar the blonde was still so unsure how she felt about Creed. The past was the past, but it was hard to forget. A smile pulled at her mouth, that date however certainly was a step in the right the direction. Andy entered the cavernous space and saw Victor sitting his back turned to the entrance. She didn't get far into the room before he knew the telepath was there.

"Knew you'd be coming," he said as Creed stood to face her. His face held in a sad expression as he approached her. The remorse coming off of him in waves, tears formed in the blonde's eyes almost immediately.

Andy quickly ran up to him holding his massive hands, "Victor," she started. "What happened was not your fault. Stryker would have…"

He cut her off, "No, Andromeda," he placed his hand under her chin and kissed her lightly. "I don't want to get in the way of your happiness."

"Mr. Creed, are you listening to Logan or Deadpool on what my happiness is?" She looked at him through her lashes, "I decide who and what makes me happy." Andy threw her arms around Creed's neck pulling him down to meet her waiting lips. Victor tightened his grip around her waist lifting her up to his hungry mouth.

Creed tried to keep his from hurting her again, but the smell of her skin made his desire ravenous. The weight of her body next to his, her lips moving in time with his, the taste of her tongue lightly dancing across the tip of his was almost more than he could endure. The animal Victor tried to suppress around Andy rose up in him and his grip tightened around her waist, there was no way she could escape his grasp now. The beast grinned into her mouth using his tongue to penetrate it. Andy moaned into his kiss as she tangled her tongue around his. Victor let out a seductive growl before pushing her down to the floor. He pinned her to the ground and nipped her bottom lip with his teeth, "I've waited such a long time for this," he whispered and Andy heard the slightest bit of Sabretooth creep into his voice, there was nothing pure about his intent.

"Victor maybe we should slow down," she said as calmly as she could trying to keep things from going too far.

"Isn't this what you want? I can smell it on you, frail," his husky whisper scared her and his eyes had become like the soulless doll's eyes that once haunted her memories. Andy had heard and seen this before; in almost the same situation, pinned underneath Sabretooth on the training room floor at Weapon X.