Disclaimer:I don't own X-Men:Evolution, just myself (Called Molly Callum in 'fics.)
and any original characters/background characters that might pop up from time to time.
"Remy, where are we going?" Molly giggled. She was blindfolded. "If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise," Remy said.
It was a couple days after they had gotten back from Scotland. Now that there were no crises to deal with, they could be real boyfriend and girlfriend and start their relationship.
Remy took off the blindfold and Molly was facing a little hill with a ravine and a wall. The most impressive thing however was the Eiffel tower seeming just a few miles away. Remy wrapped his arms around Molly from behind, "Thought I'd use the danger room for something besides training sims. You like it?"
"I love it! Thank you," She said. Remy gently pulled her down to the picnic blanket on the grass. They started eating lunch, but Molly looked preoccupied.
"You look uncomfortable," Remy commented. "Maybe a little. It's just, y'know, never had a g-guy before. I guess it seems silly to you," She answered. To her surprise Remy smiled.
"It's not silly. It's okay, I get it. You like me but you're not in love with me yet. I know it came as a shock, but I can wait.
You're worth waiting for Molly," Remy delicately stroked her cheek.
Molly bit her lower lip, blushing yet again as she giggled a bit loudly. She then cleared her throat, embarrassed.
"So, uh, how does this work? I'm sure you want to kiss me and hold me a lot, but, um, that would make things a bit awkward for me," She said. She felt silly. Molly had never been in love before and now this guy she had a crush on _loved_ her. How did a girl react to that?
Remy moved closer to her, "Well, since you already like me I think it's okay to do all those things. It might bring us closer," He pulled her body towards his, but she only tensed up. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Relax. vu est ma ange. There's nothing to fear. I just want to be yours, that's all."
Molly relaxed just a tiny bit.
"Man, I-I'm so sorry. I've never been around a guy like this before. You're just...really my first boyfriend. I'm sorry," She looked ashamed, like she'd done something wrong. "It's okay to be nervous," Remy gave her a small hug.
Molly took a deep breath in and then let it out. She let herself finally relax, snuggling into Remy's chest, but very cautiously, like it was something prohibited and she might get caught.
"Sweetheart," Remy smirked as he stroked her hair, "It's really okay to touch me. I don't mind."
Molly looked up at him, wide eyed. She was so completely innocent in the aspects of men.
"Oh," She said simply. Taking this as a sort of permisson, she started snuggling into his broad, muscular chest without reservation.
She was now overtly curious about Remy's hard, toned upper body. Molly poked and felt around through his t-shirt.
He was like a new toy or some foreign thing she'd never seen before. For her he really was some foreign thing;_A man_.
"If you're that curious maybe I should just take the shirt off," Remy quickly took off his shirt and smiled.
Molly suddenly shut her eyes, jerking away from Remy as if some animal had bit her. "Ah, no. Th-that's okay! Y-you can leave it o-on!" Molly stuttered. Remy reached out and took one of her hands, putting it to his chest. "You seemed so curious, just thought you might like to examine your subject closer without anything obstructing your view," Remy winked, removing his shirt. It was a bit silly, but he wanted to make Molly happy and goodness knew she found him very attractive when he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Well I guess it isn't anything I haven't seen before. Touching however is another matter," Molly said. Remy let go of her hand and she moved it up to his shoulder and down his bicep. "You're not as shy as you seem. You're hands are very soft," Remy said.
"Thanks. I think you were just trying to impress me though," Molly smiled. Remy smiled back, proud of his body. Molly cautiously went back to snuggling his chest. She listened to his beating heart and heard the vibrations of his deep, masculine voice.
"I don't know what I would've done if I hadn't told you how I felt," He said in his soft southern drawl, "You're so sweet and everything, and that body..." He let out a low whistle as he stared at her. Again, Molly jerked up. "What? You like my...what?"
Molly was more confused then shocked. No one-no man-had ever said anything like that to her before.
Remy raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Of course I like your body. Nothing wrong with that," He put his shirt back on.
"You're everything a man could want. Nice legs, full hips, terribly nice looking rear end," Remy paused, wondering if she'd be offended if he kept going. Molly looked fine with it, pleased even. He cleared his throat, "Your curves, you know,
they're...you know." Remy didn't know if he'd get slapped or not, so he just stammered.
Molly laughed,"You were being so forward. What's wrong?"
"I don't want to get slapped for talking about your body. I know how sensitive you can be," Remy explained.
"Remy, I've waited so long for you. I always thought I was ugly or something about me was all wrong.
Now you're here saying positive things about me and it makes me feel good. It makes me feel happy you're so attracted to me. You can say whatever's on your mind, I don't care because you love me just how I am. I won't be mad and I won't go and slap you for it. That's silly."
"You're...amazing looking. I guess I'm just a sucker for a nice body, but, Cherie, you put all other women to shame with curves like that," Remy said.
Molly laughed again. "Shame or something else?"
Remy rolled his eyes. "You're impossible," He started tracing her face, "That's why I love you." He kissed her very gently.
"It's not just your body I like, of course. You're smart, funny, sweet and you've been a good friend,"
Remy squeezed her hand.
"Uh, thanks. You too. I mean, I like everything about you Remy," Molly smiled.
"I like everything about you too," He smiled back.
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A couple hours later they came out of the danger room arm in arm. In just a short time Molly had gotten more comfortable with him as a boyfriend, this made obvious by the way he was whispering in her ear and how she let him touch her hair.
Suddenly Kurt teleported in front of them. "No time to explain," Kurt simply said. The next thing they knew,
the three of them were in the main rec room staring at the tv. The news was on. It looked like a car had exploded on a road near town.
"...The vehicle has been positively identified as Professor Charles Xaviers," The newscaster said, "There were no survivors."
Molly rocked back, feeling her legs go wobbly and going pale. Remy held her steady, but he looked pale as well.
"Wh-what's going on?" Molly said in a raspy voice. Jean and Kitty were on the couch. Jean was crying softly.
"I'm sorry you had to find out this way. Scott and Charles we're on their way back. We received the news only an hour ago," Ororo came up to them.
"N-No! It can't be true! They can't really be-!" Molly said, then she started sobbing.
"Kurt, my room please," Remy said. Kurt silently teleported them to Remy's room, then left.
Remy sat on the bed and held Molly. Eventually she stopped crying.
"I can't believe this. The Professor was the reason we're all here. And...oh, Scott. I can't imagine how Jean is feeling right now," Molly said. Remy hugged her very tight.
"I know. This is going to be hard on everyone, but we have to stay strong. Rely on each other.
That's what they'd want," Remy said.
Molly yawned, "This is too much. I need to sleep it off. I know I sound like...like a coward,
but I can't think straight right now. Can I sleep in here for a while?"
"You're not a coward. It's a bad situation. Sleep it off. I'm gonna go downstairs," Remy kissed her cheek.
Remy went downstairs, quickly finding Logan and Ororo in the kitchen talking.
"Something doesn't seem right. Feels like a set-up. I'm gonna go check it out," Logan said.
"What makes you so sure?" Remy asked. "Seems suspicious. They're on the way back from a conference and the car gets blown up? I don't like it," Logan answered.
"Okay. I'm coming with you," Remy said. "You're staying here. Don't need anyone else getting hurt," Logan said.
"Logan, you might need back up," Ororo said. "_I_ don't need back up," Logan said.
"...I won't get in the way. This whole thing is going to have everyone really upset. I want to see if it's real or not," Remy said.
"Fine," Logan huffed. "I would like to come along too," Piotr said, "I want to do whatever I can to help."
"Alright, let's just go before anyone else invites themselves along!" Logan growled.
Remy grabbed his coat, "Molly's up in my room asleep. If she wakes up before I get back, tell her I went out."