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.
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*CRASH*

"Oops," Molly stared at the jar of broken jam on the floor. "You okay? We heard a crash," Remy and some of the kids came running into the kitchen.
"It's nothing," Molly smiled, "The jar slipped out of my hands."

Molly was spending the day making cupcakes from the baking cookbook Remy had gotten her some months ago.
Remy was impressed that she could bake. Plus she was making cupcakes, and who didn't like cupcakes?

"You _are_ clumsy, aren't you?" Remy smiled, ruffling Mollys hair.

The mess got cleaned up and everyone except Remy left the kitchen.
"You want some help?" he asked. "No, cupcakes are easy," Molly said, "But you can try the first one when they're done." Molly finished making the batter and put it into the cupcake pan.

They sat around and waited for the time to go off. In the meantime, they talked.
"I can cook too," Remy said, trying to impress her, "I can make gumbo and chili. Lots of things. I mean, I could make something for you without meat if you wanted."

"That sounds good. I've never had gumbo before," Molly said, "That's really neat you can cook all that stuff. Very impressive. Most guys are scared of cooking, you know?"

"Trust me, I know my way around a kitchen," Remy winked.

"Smells like they're done," Molly got up from her seat and rushed to the oven.
The sweets were browned and looking mouth watering, smelling really good.
They let them cool off before frosting one. Remy took a bite and was impressed.
"Wow! You can make cupcakes for me anytime," Remy smiled.

Together they frosted them and the kids came charging in. They made sure to save a few for themselves before the melee started. Remy followed Molly upstairs to one of the rec rooms where they ate and watched TV. Remy didn't feel like leaving Mollys side today. They'd been through a lot for the past few months, so it was nice to just spend time with her in a relaxed, normal setting.

He knew there was a chance it wouldn't last long since trouble seemed to follow the X-Men as a work hazard, but he could enjoy it while it lasted.

*Creeeeek*

*crreeeeeek*

"What is...oh crap!" Molly and Remy looked up to see a giant water balloon at least four feet across falling from the ceiling. Molly panicked and somehow ended up in Remys lap.
Remy was happy for about two seconds until the water balloon dropped. They were both drenched.

"BOBBY!" The two angrily yelled.

"I'm gonna kill him," Molly growled, stalking the hallway.

It was already the end of fall and no time for water balloons.

"I'll find him. You should go change clothes before you catch cold," Remy tossed her one of the towels he had grabbed from a nearby storage closet.

"Okay, thanks Remy," Molly smiled and Remy felt his heart beat faster.

Remy looked everywhere for Bobby, but clearly he was either out,
(a wise decision), or hiding.

Remy went back to see Molly. "I can't find him, but he has to show up sometime."

"I can't believe he'd do something so crazy-'CHOO!...AAAH-CHOO!" Molly started sneezing. Remy was going from mildly annoyed to a little mad. He didn't want to see Molly get sick.

Molly must have sensed his feelings, because she said, "It's okay if I get sick.
I usually get sick in cold weather anyway because my immune system is crap.
A cold is nothing. It's better then the flu."

"You should go lie down. Best way to beat it off is with some rest," Remy said.
"I'm feeling okay, don't worry about me. If I feel worse I'll go kick back.
I'm fine," Molly said. Molly went downstairs to clean up the mess from the cupcakes. Against his better judgement Remy didn't try to stop her. They both knew that the dishes weren't going to wash themselves.

"I'll help," Remy started rinsing the dishes. They talked as they cleaned up the kitchen.

"What are you doing this week?" Remy asked.

"Going to take some of the kids to the zoo on Friday. Saturday Jean wants to take all the girls out to do something. Next week I need to go clothes shopping," Molly said.

When they were finished, they sat at the table. Remy noticed that Molly looked flushed.
"You're not looking so good," Remy observed. "I'm not feeling so good. I think I am getting sick," Molly groaned. Remy felt her head. Molly did feel pretty warm.
"It's not Bobby's fault. I probably just caught something," Molly said weakly.

"Lets get you upstairs," Remy said. He carried her and for once she didn't complain. She must have really been sick.

"Get comfortable and I'll get the thermometer," Remy set her in her bed.
He came back shortly with the thermometer and some medicine.
Remy took her temperature and after finding out she had a somewhat high fever he gave her some medicine. He left and came back again with a cold pack for her head.

"If you're hungry I can get you some dinner," Remy offered.
"Not hungry yet. I'd rather sleep," Molly looked tired.
"Okay. I'll be back later," Remy said.

Remy had dinner and let everyone know Molly was sick.
He finally had a word with Bobby, then after dinner he went back upstairs to check Molly.

She was still sleeping. He quietly left the door ajar.

Remy went to his room. He sat around and read, he played a couple games of solitaire,
he even started organizing a sock drawer, but nothing he did could get his mind off of Molly.
Remy knew it wasn't just because she was sick. He had been thinking about her a lot lately. He went to take a shower to calm his restlessness.

After the shower he changed into his pjs and went to check Molly again.
He got there in time to see her up and around. "You shouldn't be out of bed,"
Remy guided her back to bed. "I was just going to get some dinner, sheesh!" Molly complained. "I'll get it," He felt her head. Molly felt a little warmer then before. "I can get it. I'm fine," She insisted. "You're getting warmer," Remy said, "Stay in bed. I'll be right back."

He came back with dinner and more medicine for her fever.
"Thanks for doing all this. You really didn't have to. I'm sure you have better stuff to do then take care of me," Molly said as she ate.

"It's not a problem. I like spending time with you and it's nice having something else to do around here besides boss the kids around," Remy said.

"Did you ever find Bobby?" Molly asked. "I found him and gave him the tongue lashing of the decade," Remy smirked, "He was mad that he got in trouble, but he apologized.
I don't know why he can't do simple pranks. It would cause less trouble."

"Bobby can't do anything that isn't elaborate to save his life. He likes to go all out with everything. Like last month when he wanted to try to cook something," Molly said.

"That was bad. I thought the kitchen would never get clean after the explosion," Remy smiled.

Molly finished eating and lay back down. She grabbed the thermometer and took her temperature.
"Oh...it's getting up there," She frowned looking at the thermometer. "The medicine should help.
Just try to stay cool," Remy advised as he got her dishes to take back to the kitchen.
When he came back, she was asleep, but she still looked overheated. Remy got a fan from his room and put it in hers. It wouldn't make the fever go away, but it might help.

Remy went to bed, but didn't go to sleep right away. He stayed awake thinking. Thinking about Molly. Thinking about their relationship. How he felt about her.
It killed him to see her hurt, sick or in pain. He was very protective of her. He had been from day one.
He had always felt a certain way about her. Remys feelings had changed over the course of time from acting as a friend to having romantic feelings for her. He was used to women throwing themselves at him.
He had expected Molly to fall into that pattern too, but she had put her foot down despite the signs that she felt the same way. Remy wasn't sure if it was foolish to agree to be friends, or just a big mistake.
Molly was different from other girls, it had made Remy intrigued. She was still young in a lot of ways.
Still fun and not bogged down by life. It was her personality that made him like her though. Her looks played a factor, but it all balanced out. A refreshing change after dating too many women who looked good, but had awful personalities.

Remy wanted her for a girlfriend, but he was being patient. There was a good chance she would come around.
If not...well he would just cross that bridge when he came to it.

Except that wasn't going to work if he couldn't stop thinking about her.

Remy grit his teeth in frustration. He'd been through this before, he'd dated women.

No, he realized, he had not been through this before. This was different. This was something else entirely. Before, he would flirt, date, and maybe fall in love a few times. It was uncomplicated because the women came to him. They would call him good looking and charming and not complain if they were flirted with. All opposite of Molly. She was embarrassed at his flirtatious nature and complained about it, wether she actually liked it or not. Molly insisted that they stay friends and she didn't really try to make any move to change things. Or if she had in the past, it just hadn't worked out in her favor.
They had one date and it fell through in a big way. Molly didn't know anything about love or dating,
so maybe that was part of the reason why she wanted them to be friends, besides valuing the friendship.
Remy knew it was mostly about them staying friends, but it just hadn't worked out that way.
They'd gotten too close to each other. Too familiar. The attraction was there and after it festered,
it was impossible to be so platonic to someone that made you feel so happy, so romantic.

"Molly," He thought aloud, "You're driving me crazy and you don't even know it."