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Disclaimer: Of course he's only yours, Marvel, but can I borrow him for Christmas this time, pleaseee?

A.N.- After three reviews and four DMs, here's your sweet, fluffy-wuffy two-chapter sequel of MR. CREED MY VALENTINE!, people! Hope y'all like your Christmas Edition;-}

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I don't want a lot for Christmas

There is just one thing I need

I don't care about the presents

Underneath the Christmas tree

I just want you for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

All I want for Christmas is you

All I Want For Christmas Is You By Mariah Carey

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It's been a very long time.

It's really been a very long time since he was here. Eight long years. Yup, he remembered the gap, how could he forget? The last time was certainly one of the best nights this city'd given him. The life had been a pure hell after the whole Legacy Virus shit. The mutants were off the fucking map, survivors were living underground like fucking moles and Jimmy was no better than dead. All in all, he had nothing left to go back for.

Not even her.

After a tired roll of his shoulders, Creed lazily walked into Sam's. The place was decorated with all the 'X-Masy' shit that got his nose scrunched up. The middle-aged bartender cum owner of the place proudly showing the whiteness of his hair almost dropped the tray of glasses in his hand as he saw the giant feral enter his bar.

"Oh my holy Christmas, Victor Creed is back from the fucking grave!" the flatscan flashed an honestly welcoming grin.

"Yeah, been a long time, Sammy." Victor ran his eyes around with a short smirk and grabbed his favorite stool on the counter. "Didn't know the place is still on." everything was still the same.

Sam smirked back. "It's gonna close when I close my damn eyes, pal. Losin' the mutant customers definitely swallowed half of the income but I still know how to run my place. So, ya still gonna take your usual?"

"Definitely." Sam happily prepared Creed's whiskey on the rocks. Creed grasped the glass and downed the entire brown liquid in one grimacing gulp.

"Whoa, slow down there buddy," Sam grinned and prepared another one. "By the way, did that Mia girl, you met her?"

Victor snapped his neck to the human as he heard the girl's name from his mouth. "Mia?"

"Uh-yeah, the girl used to come to the bar daily after you left." Sam said nonchalantly, handing Creed another drink. "She didn't talk to anybody. She just always took that table in the corner and waited for someone. Two days, three days, one week, when I'd finally had enough, I eventually asked her who she waited for every day. She said she waited for you."

"W-What?" a startled look took over Victor's face.

"Yes. She said she needed to tell you something but none of us had your number or knew when you would return so-"

"So what?" Victor eagerly surged up and grabbed Sam's collar. "Did she come here again? did she find my number, or anything?!"

"N-No, she didn't." Sam replied, baffled. "But she didn't give up. She came here regularly for a month and after that...I never saw her here again."

Victor released Sam's collar and ran a hand through his hair. Mia, what the hell did she want to meet him for again? Was it...what he thinks it was? It was definitely a 'one day boyfriend' thing but they both know it was more than just one day's shit. Sabertooth's curiosity got the best of him. He now needed to find out what she wanted to tell him before dying and after that, he would pay a visit to her grave.

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"What the hell-"

"Save the breath already, human," Victor stormed into the small office with his usual pissed look. "Just need some information about an old tenant of yers. Speak only when I tell ya to and keep it short and simple, got it?"

The baffled old men adjusted his glasses and looked up to the taller man timidly. "W-Who are you-"

"Mia!" Three inch claws thumped the table furiously. Baring his lethal canines, Creed shadowed over the tiny man who almost sank into his chair. "I went to her apartment. The new frail gave me your number. Now just open yer pretty mouth and tell me if she ever mentioned a name, Victor Creed to you."

"V-Victor? Victor who?"

"That's me!" Creed snarled in his face, eyes rapidly darkening. "Did she ever say something about me to you? If not, then tell me about her friends if you know any."

"B-But why would she tell me anything about you?!" The shit scared man stammered. "A-And even if there is something you're so eager to know, why don't you go and ask her yourself?"

Before the landlord could see it coming, Creed grabbed his collar and lifted him up in the air like a damned piece of paper. "D-Don't..make fun of the dead girl." he hissed up at the other man.

"D-Dead?" Victor's snarl confused the terrified man even more. "Who said she's dead? T-The girl is alive, Mister!"

His words stunned Victor's brain as they touched his ears. His mind turned completely blank. He blinked in disbelief before slowly putting the other man down. "A-Alive?"

"Yes," the tiny man nodded, shaking. "The girl was the biggest liar I've ever seen. She even pulled that goddamn 'Cancer drama' to stop me from kicking her out because she hadn't paid me her last three months' rant. She showed me reports, saying she barely had just one month to live. I pitied her, let her live without paying a damn cent until she died but of course, that was a lie. I finally had to kick her out when she tried to sell me another bag of lies."

Victor tried to absorb every word the human was babbling. Mia is alive, HIS Mia is alive and he found it out now? Maybe that's what she wanted to tell him but...how was this possible?

She was dying...he had smelled it himself.

He glared at the other man again. "Where is she now?"

Trembling, he shook his head. "I-I don't know, I never saw her again after that evening but yes, her friend Jennifer, they both worked together. I'm sure she can give you her address."

"Where does she work?"

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"Jennifer?"

"Yes?" a slim broad turned around, wiping her hands with a small towel. Her eyebrows shot skyward as she saw the intimidatingly colossal man standing before him.

She gulped nervously. "Y-You're a mutant.." seeing a mutant was rare of the rarest these days. They were all almost extinct.

"Yes." Creed ran his piercing gaze around. "The name is Creed, Victor Creed. I'm sure you'll have heard it from the mouth of an old friend of yours a long time ago."

"Victor Creed..." Jennifer's eyes widened when she recognized the damned name. Rage spiked up in her scent. "You asshole!"

Creed caught the surging slap in mid-air and bared his canines at the human frail with a furious snarl. "Don't ever try to do something like that again if you don't wanna lose your fucking hand, frail!"

"What the fuck have you come back for now, huh?" Jennifer snarled back, angrily trying to wriggle out of his deadly grasp. Anger suppressing fear completely. "You destroyed that innocent girl's entire life completely, made her go through her worst times and now you're back to make it even worse for her?!"

Victor snarled again. "Listen you-"

"Let go of her, mutie!" the point of a Smallbore MP22 rifle was pressed against the nape of Victor's neck with a warning snarl. "This bar has no place for your fuckin' kind."

With an irritated huff, Creed released Jennifer's wrist before slowly turning around. Before the tiny man could even see it coming, Victor grabbed the mouth of the gun and bend it downward. "Your little toys ain't gonna work on me, boy."

The little display of the sheer power was enough to make the couple's eyes pop out.

Letting out a sharp sigh, Victor calmed himself down and turned to Jennifer again. "Look frail, I'm not here to make anything worse for anyone. I just needed to know how the fuck a girl who was on the last stage of her fucking cancer survived it without any fucking operation! Since she's not here to answer my question so I've come to you," he took a step closer that raised the heartbeats of the human frail. "Now yer gonna tell me how it happened and...where Mia is now."

"Why?" Jennifer asked bitterly. "Why do you want to know it? She was nothing but a fuckin' one night stand for you, right?"

"No. She was really a lot more than just a one night stand fer me." Victor finally expressed the ache of his chest he'd been walking around with for years to someone. "The girl, she was really something, something no one would ever want to lose. I tried to be the asshole I was to any other frail and left after that night, without letting her know but not because it was a one day thing for me, but just because I would never leave if she woke up and asked me to stay which would be so fucking wrong because she already had alotta shit on her plate and I didn't want to add mine in it. but I guess, it was my biggest mistake, ever."

His words melted Jennifer's anger but she still didn't want to let it go so easily. She crossed her arms and glared at him again. "Well you should have thought that before fucking her without a condom!"

Creed's ears stood up as he heard the woman. "C-Condom?"

"Yes," she nodded bitterly. "It all happened so quickly. She found it out three days later when she went for her last check-up. All the doctors, they were shocked to see the reports. Her Cancer was completely gone and the reason was...the baby growing inside her."

The revelation blew Creed's mind. Another shock of the day. "B-Baby?"

"Yeah," Jennifer sighed. "I asked her about you but she said she knew nothing else but your name. She wanted to let you know about your baby, that's why she used to go that bar where she met you, everyday. She'd already left her job due to her disease and when her first month got over, her landlord also kicked her out, calling her a lying fraud. She had nowhere else to go so she decided to stay with me for the next few days."

She glared at Victor again. "I advised her to abort the baby but the stupid girl said her baby had given a new life so she wanted to keep it as a fuckin' remembrance of yours." the more Victor heard Jennifer, the more he began to fall for woman who had been an unconditional mate of his for the past so many years. She wanted to keep his baby? His Cub? Even after all the fucking situations she had to go through because to him?

He ran a hand down his face with a deep sigh. "Where is she now?"

"She needed a stable place and a better salary for the kid." the other man said from behind. He walked past him and stood with his girlfriend. "So we sent her to Oklahoma City. My brother'd inaugurated a new restaurant there. Free accommodation and good money, she said yes immediately."

"And we haven't talked to each other much since then." Jennifer added. "The last time we talked, she said she was going to change her number soon but she hasn't sent me her new number yet."

Victor's eyebrows drew close again. Why the hell was the woman running after a damned petty job when she had his gift?

Pushing his annoying questions aside for a moment, Creed let out a deep breath and got ready to leave. "Give me that restaurant's address." Jennifer nodded and wrote it down for him.

He hastily spun to leave but halted again. Hesitating, he looked over his shoulder. "What is it, Jennifer?"

Jennifer smiled softly as she understood his question. "It's a boy, and he shares his father's name."

"Victor..." Creed whispered his own name to himself. His son had his name. His son, his own blood...

"I'm coming, cub."

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Alex's eyes narrowed at the gigantic mutant waiting for him in the furthest table of his restaurant. The evening had just started and the trouble was sitting before him.

He walked over to him. "Sorry, but we don't serve mutants." Alex said sternly.

Victor glared up at the other man. "Didn't your brother tell you about me?"

"No, I actually forgot my phone at home today, Mister..."

"Creed." Victor replied calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Creed, so how do you know my brother?"

"He sent me to you." Victor placed both of his hands on the table and interlaced his fingers with one another with a tight jaw. "I'm here to see Mia."

"M-Mia?" the human paled a bit. "M-Mia who-"

Before he could even blink, Victor surged up, kicked the table aside, grabbed the throat of the other man, waved him around and and slammed him into the wall behind him. The frustration of not being able to see her even when she had been alive all this time had driven him crazy. "Don't even try to lie, flatscan! I know she works here!"

The human flesh struggled against the grip. "P-Please...l-let me go, I tell you everything!" Victor released his neck as the truth jumped out of his mouth. He rubbed the reddened skin, coughing. "Y-Yeah, she used to work here, but not anymore."

"What?" Victor's heart sank when he heard the little man. His hope to see his Mia and their cub shattered again.

"Y-Yeah. She left the job a month ago after her son's..mutation trouble"

"M-Mutation trouble?" Victor's eyes narrowed at once.

"Yes. Last month his powers manifested completely and the men of that mutant catching lab began to search for them like damn hounds. She had to leave both her job and the city before they could capture her son."

Victor dropped back into his chair and grabbed his head. His last chance to see her was also snatched away from him. Maybe he deserved it for putting her through everything she didn't deserve.

The human glared down at him again. "By the way, how do you know her?"

Victor looked up with a defeated sigh. "I'm her...Mate."

"Mate?"

"Yes. Mate." Victor nodded determinedly. "She's my woman."

"So that's why the kid looks like a damn carbon copy of yours, huh."

"What?"

"Yep." Alex smiled shakily. "Those teeth, claws and eyes, Victor looks just like you after the manifestation."

Victor smiled back and surged up. "Do you know where they are now?"

Alex scratched his forehead with a pursed smile. "Well I wasn't gonna tell you before but looks like Mia is going to be very happy to see you. She is in Vegas now. I have a club there she works as a weekend pianist-cum-singer in under an assumed name, Kate Harrison."

"Weekend singer?"

"Didn't you know? She sings so good, man. I heard her sing on our old piano in alone once. When she decided to leave this job, I offered her a new one in my club. She's earned quite a fan following there but she comes only on weekends and hey, today's Sunday, right? If you'd come earlier, you could've met her."

"Address," Creed growled eagerly. "Give me the address, c'mon!"

"But it's Christmas time man, flights are goin' super busy. How will you-"

"That's my problem, not yours. Just give me the damn address!"

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I know I know, no smut in this one but good things come to those who wait so just a little wait, people ;-}

C'mon guys, be my Santa and gift my fic some good reviews, follows and favorites, I'll be waiting...

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