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.
AN: This story has some really short chapters! I'm terribly sorry again!
The stories after this one seem to fare a bit better. I like it how it is, but it bugs me that it's not longer. I tried adding a little to it, but it just wouldn't stretch. Hopefully I can write longer,
better paced stories in the future.
Remy woke up and started to go to the shower. When he got out, his hair was wet and he was in his black bathrobe. Jamie ran down the hall, almost bumping into Remy. "Where's the fire, kid?" Remy said. "You didn't hear the alarm go off?" Jamie said. Remy shook his head. Something suddenly felt wrong.
"Something's going on with Molly down in the kitchen," Jamie said. Remy started running.
They made it to the kitchen in record time to see a little brown monkey hanging off the chandelier and throwing food. The Professor was wiping scrambled egg from his face. "What happened?" Remy demanded. "We don't know," Ororo said, "We just came in and she was like this."
Molly flipped off the chandelier and landed on the floor. She turned into a bobcat without reverting back to her human self. Remys eyes widened as he became terrified. "This isn't good. She can't go from one form to another like that. It's like she's out of control," Remy said.
"Agreed. We have to find a way to restrain her," Xavier said. Remy frowned. Restrain her? It made her sound like an animal.
Molly growled, changing into a snake, then a cat, then a sparrow. She turned back into human for a moment looking terrified, holding her head looking terrified while tears streamed down her eyes. "Help me...can't control it...I can't!" Her formed switched to that of a golden retriever and she started to fall to the floor, unconscious. Remy tried to get to her, but Scott was closer.
"Scott, get her to the infirmary. Everyone else, stay calm, get some breakfast. Everything will be fine," Xavier said.
Scott left and Remy raced up to his room. He threw on the first shirt and jeans he found, not bothering with shoes.
He decided the stairs were faster then the elevator so he took them instead. He arrived to see Scott standing outside the west wing of the infirmary. This side had doors you couldn't see through. Scott stopped him before he could run inside. "You can't go inside yet.
Beast just let her in. He has to evaluate her condition first," The leader of the X-Men had a calm tone to his voice.
Remy however, wasn't calm. He was quite agitated. He wanted to blow something up. He went over to a chair and sat down, he could feel his eyes glowing,
burning bright red. He was breathing hard. Scott sat next to him. "I'm sure she's gonna be alright," Scott said.
"Hmm. Maybe. She looked pretty bad," Remy said. "So you really like her," Scott said. "What makes you think that?" Remy said.
"Well you looked horrified when you ran into the kitchen, you looked terrified when you saw her faint, and you got here in less then two minutes-and that was taking the stairs."
"Okay, so I...care about her a lot...what's it to you?" He wasn't about to admit he was in love with this girl. Not to Scott Summers.
"A while back Jean was with this other guy. I really liked her, but I could never tell her. It was hard to admit it to myself for a while because we'd be friends for so long. But I began to think about her more and more, and it was like I couldn't go a day without seeing her. It took risking our lives to cop to it,"
"You have a point, One-Eye?" Remy said irritated.
"Just don't wait too long to do something about it. You don't want to lose her,"
"Yeah, but I'm not you and there's no other guy," Remy said, thinking back to the week when Angel came to the school. He was afraid he'd really lost her then, and that was just when he liked Molly. Could he take it if some guy caught her attention now?
"I'm just saying its better to act before anything happens," Scott said.
"Well it's not that big of a deal," Remy said, denying it. Saying something about coursework, Scott left.
"I could have any girl I want. I mean, how do I even know that I love her anyway?" Remy thought aloud,
"Because I'm sitting here in the lobby talking to myself with my heart in my throat."
He felt like berating himself. He felt like an idiot. Scott was right, he should've told her sooner. He should've said something the moment he knew he liked her. Remy knew how she felt about him, it was painfully obvious at times. She had a goofy schoolgirl crush on him that made her do stupid things sometimes. He could tell from the start, but not because that was how a lot of girls reacted to him, but because of how she acted. She would make any excuse to be around him, but even worse, she risked her life for him once.
Beast came out, not surprised to see Remy sitting there. "Don't stay too long. She's been through a lot. She's stable, but I'm keeping her under observation for the rest of the day while we run tests," Beast said.
Remy sat in a chair next to her. "How are you feeling, Petite? Went all Animal Farm on us back there."
"I'm pretty scared. I don't know what happened to me. One minute I'm sitting at the table, the next minute I black out and I can't control it. said I was going from one form to another. My power isn't supposed to work like that. This isn't right, Remy," Molly looked at him with sad eyes. Remy reached out to hug her, kissing her head. He wanted to make it better, but he couldn't.
He could only comfort her. "Everything will be okay, Molly. We'll figure it out, we always do. I'll make sure you're safe," He hugged her tighter.
"Thanks," She said quietly.
Beast walked up to them, "I've got to run some tests. You can come back in a few hours. She needs to rest.-And no sneaking back in."
"Sneaky? Who's sneaky? I'm not sneaky," Remy winked at Molly.
"Remy..." Beast warned.
"Okay, I'll be back in a few hours. You want anything from upstairs?" Remy asked.
"No thanks. I just want to lay here. I'm exhausted," She snuggled into her pillow. Remy left thinking of how to occupy his time between now and later.
