Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men:Evolution, or Avengers, or either of it's characters. Just my OC, Molly Callum/Creature and any original characters/background characters that may pop up from time to time.
AN: I had this sitting around for ages because I had trouble finishing part 2.
I know this is a lot of fan fics in just a couple of months, but I'm sure that's fine with you guys after my year-long abscence! Oh, and I've been keeping my fics T/PG-13 because Molly and Remy often have some mature-ish conversations now, and they do in this one too.
Just letting you know.
I felt it was time to unleash this awesome-ness on the world. I didn't find the first Avengers movie entirely satisfying because I felt it was badly paced, so this is my answer to that. Plus Avengers meets the X-Men is just an all around really cool idea, IMO. I didn't turn them into teenagers, I felt they'd work better as adults I suppose, plus I wanted to keep things like the movie. Enjoy!
'Everyone report to the planning room immediately,' The professor's voice boomed like a loudspeaker inside Molly's head.
"Ughhh," Molly groaned, "Why now?"
"I know, right?" Remy sat up from the floor, his hair already frumpy looking. He quickly smoothed it out as his eyes automatically glowed in the dark as he looked over at Molly. Molly felt a shiver of lust and attraction for her boyfriend. His eyes were so unique, so sexy.
Lately they'd been talking and kissing, meeting up secretly at night. (Sometimes daylight hours didn't give them the privacy they wanted. Of course, sneaking around like this had all been Remy's idea.) They'd tried to avoid falling asleep in the same room, but sometimes their secret rendezvous went on so late and they were so exhausted from superhero-ing that day, it couldn't be avoided.
Molly had been reluctant at first, but Remy assured her that nothing would get out of hand. Molly then assured Remy that if it ever started to, Remy would be missing a hand or another important vestige of his body, like something below the belt perhaps.
"Of course, if anyone catches us, we're both dead," Molly said, getting up, and putting on her robe.
"Everyone's been fast asleep when we, uh, visit each other. Stop worrying," Remy walked up to her, cupping her face and bending down to kiss her. He was almost there when...
'Molly and Remy, that means _now_. And don't think I don't know what you've been up to,' The Professor said.
"Crap," Molly said as they exited the room.
"You can say that again," Remy muttered.
"Okay, who's butt do we have to kick now?" Remy said when they entered the planning room.
"It's not that simple," Scott said, "It's an infiltration mission."
"Mission Impossible, got it," Molly smirked, "Sneak in, sneak out. No problem."
"Again, it's not that simple," Jean said, "We have to go into Shield."
"And that would be...?" Molly looked blank.
"Super secret security force. They've got some super heroes on their roster I hear," Remy explained.
"Yeah? And what would they be protecting?" Molly asked.
"Everything else that we're not, basically," Kurt said.
"Anyway," Kitty said, "We have to go in and get something they found. It's a dimension jumping device that they found.
We can't let them keep it because they'll experiment with it. Better to destroy it."
"I guess that makes sense," Molly said, leaning back into her chair.
"Another thing," Scott said, "We don't want any bad guys getting out from other dimensions and attacking here if things go wrong."
"Okay, now I'm totally on board," Molly said, finally realizing the gravity of the situation.
"It's not going to be easy," Scott said, "Here's a layout and how we'll get in..."
They planned for a couple hours at least, then everyone headed back to bed.
"Molly, Remy..." The professor said in a warning tone. The tone that said, "Freeze because we _need_ to have a long chat".
The couple stopped just at the doorway. Molly rolled her eyes to the ceiling with an exaggerated frown while Remy hung his head, looking at the floor as he leaned one arm up against the door frame. They were _so_ screwed.
"Sit down please," The professor gestured to the two chairs in front of him.
"We weren't _doing_ anything, honest!" Molly protested immediately.
"I know that Molly," Charles said, "But for a little over a week now you have been rather frequent in sneaking into each others rooms at night time, which is quite upsetting and could lead to more reckless behavior. So it just isn't appropriate. Remy? Do you have anything to add?"
Remy had averted his eyes for a while. "I see your point, but if you knew what we were doing, why didn't you just call us out on it earlier?"
"I had hoped it would stop and I was trying to keep an eye on you, so to speak. I only thought that maybe you would realize not to do it on your own, but it seems I was wrong. I know what it is to be young and in love, and I don't want to see anything bad happen to you two. Now that we've talked, you can be sure if this continues, there will be an appropriate punishment," Charles explained in the kindest manner possible.
"Like what?" Remy smirked, "A video on planned parenthood with Mister Mcoy?"
"Try a week long survival excursion with Logan," Charles said, "With nothing to eat but rations and water. Oh, and no bathrooms deep in the Canadian wilderness."
That wiped the smirk of off Remy's face. "We'll be good then."
"This is all _your_ fault," Molly glared at him. In turn, Remy looked guilty and seemed to feel genuinely bad about the whole thing.
"'We won't get caught, Cherie!'" Molly mimicked, "'I'll be good and we can do this for weeks without getting caught! Nothing _bad_ is going to happen!'"
"Oh yeah?" Remy glared back, " Who said 'Okay! I'm fine with it. It's just a little making-out.
And we have tons of privacy this way. I don't know why we haven't done something like this before.'"
Molly blushed up to her roots. "I'm _so_ mad at you!"
"Same here!" Remy said.
"Don't argue, just go to sleep-in your own rooms," Charles said, "We're all tired and it's been a very long night."
"Glad to!" Molly spat, stomping out of the room.
"Molly, wait!" Remy ran after her.
"Honey, don't be so upset," Remy caught up to her in the elevator, "We were bound to get caught eventually.
At least we weren't, you know, doing anything really serious."
"...I know, but I'm still really embarrassed and, well, mad at you for talking me into it," Molly averted his gaze.
"Some things just can't be helped," Remy shrugged his bare, broad and muscular shoulders, "I love you and I want to be with you and I know you want that to. After all, we kept it light. It's not like I was trying to get into bed with you and do stuff when we were together." Remy took her into his arms.
"Do that and I would've cut off both your arms," Molly glared up at him, "So anyway, I guess The Professor really did have a point. We were getting, uh, carried away again. And if we keep doing stuff like this, we might really...um, cross a line...someday," Molly blushed.
"I guess," Remy said, "But I don't want that to happen."
"You really would want that? You're not just going along with it for my sake?" Molly looked like she might cry.
"Yes. Hey, everyone would kill me otherwise. Logan and them. Your _family_. So I want that for us. For things to be legitimate,"
Remy said, looking earnest and honest. Heartfelt and totally genuine.
"I'm glad," Molly said.
They kissed and the elevator stopped. They got out and kissed a little more.
"Mmm-okay-really-really need to-mmm-get-to-sleep-Rmmy," Molly said as his mouth quickly prevented her from talking.
"Sorry," Remy stopped kissing, "Sometimes I forgot I'll have all the time in the world to kiss you tomorrow."
"Yeah," Molly kissed him once more, "Goodnight. I love you."
"I love you too Molly. Goodnight," Remy kissed her one last time and let go, going to his own room.
Molly set the alarm for a decent time to catch up on lost sleep, then climbed into bed.
Tomorrow was going to be a long day, but as long as she was with Remy, it didn't matter.
Molly woke up the next day, only to be interrupted in laying out her clothes by Kitty running into her room.
"What are you doing, we have to go!" Kitty said.
"Kitty, what?!" Molly yelped, jumping a mile at her friends sudden appearance.
"We're due at shield to do a recon mission before we go tonight to break in," Kitty explained.
"Right. I forgot about that," Molly said, "I'll meet you outside in a bit, just let me get dressed.
Molly and Kitty caught up to Remy, walking on either side of him to the elevator.
"You want to go to the movies Saturday?" Kitty asked.
"Yeah. That new movie is out, right?" Molly smirked.
"That one with Marco Riviera , Tim Dane _and_ Jason Jennings?" Kitty shared a similar smirk.
"Yup," Molly said, "It's gonna be sweet!"
"Moving on," Remy rolled his eyes with an exasperated sigh, "I hope the next time we have a mission, we don't plan it at three am. I'm beat."
"Really," Kitty said.
Silence.
"You two are making me feel weird," Remy said as Molly and Kitty were walking on either side of him, "Walk ahead of me or something. It's like I'm flanked by the Lollipop Guild."
"Oh fine," Molly laughed, going ahead of him a few feet with Kitty, "Just remember that this is as tall as I'm going to get!"
"Une des plus belles choses sur vous, Petite," Remy smiled flirtatiously.
"I wonder what he said?" Kitty thought aloud, looking at Molly.
"Probably something embarrassing and flirtatious," Molly had a blush on her neck as she looked at the floor.
"Pour une si peu, vous faites mon sang rugissment et mon couer et du tonnerre," Remy went on from behind.
They were now just feet from the elevator.
Molly's blush went up to her cheeks. "Okay, you can _definitely_ stop _now_!"
She didn't have any _idea_ what he was saying, but for how it was making her feel, he might as well have been talking descriptively about wanting to undress her in plain English. They finally boarded the elevator, to Molly's great relief. In no time they would be leaving and Remy would be forced to concentrate on the mission and not on Molly.
Unfortunately, Remy was determined to be more annoying this morning then most mornings.
Remy bent down and his breath was hot on Molly's ear as his fingers caressed the nape of her neck, where her hair stopped. He still spoke loud enough to be heard however, even though being intimately close, like they were alone.
"tu me rends si _faible_, ma amour," Remy said in a desperate, amorous sounding tone that would make even the most hardened feminist knees turn to jell-o.
Molly swallowed, hard. Then she shifted her attention on turning into a cat. Instead of an elephant or a dinosaur or anything else that would get them all killed. If she didn't shift into something quick, her body was going to go crazy and zip-no more Molly, Remy and Kitty.
"One of these days she's going to turn into something big and splatter you across a wall," Kitty bent down and comfortingly pet Mollys cat body.
"I don't think so," Remy finally switched back to English, "She embarrasses too easily to lash out."
Molly rolled her eyes and they stepped out-a cat, a girl, and the world's most annoyingly flirtatious boyfriend.
Une des plus belles choses sur vous, Petite=One of the most beautiful things about you, Petite.
Pour une si peu, vous faites mon sang rugissment et mon couer et du tonnerre=For one so little, you make my blood roar and my heart thunder. (I take no credit for that, it's half paraphrased from a line Tuxedo Mask said in Sailor Moon.)