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.

When Remy woke up again he came back to the rather unfortunate sight of Molly tossing her cookies.
"Uugh," She leaned against the door frame when it was over,"I _hate_ that."

Remy helped her back to bed. "Maybe you should get a shower. You'll feel better."
She would also smell better. "Okay. I just need a minute," Molly said.
Remy went beyond being a good caretaker and went to the bathroom, laying out towels and a bathrobe. He went to the cabinet and got out the special lavender scented soap. Eventually Molly made her way to the bathroom.

Remy made her bed, then went and heated up a carton of vegetable broth with toast. He went back upstairs to make sure she had changed clothes,
asked if she was hungry, then brought it back up after she said yes.
"Must be a little more then a cold, huh?" Remy sat with her as she ate.
"Figures," Molly said, "You're doing way too much. You should get out of the house or something."

"I took a break. I'm fine," Remy said. "At least get out tonight.
Scott is taking the boys to the movies. You should go too," Molly said.
"Okay, if you don't throw up again, I might go. If you're too bad, I'm staying here," Remy said.
"You're as stubborn as I am!" Molly smirked.

They played cards and other games for quite some time. Evening rolled around and Remy decided to go out. "Call me if you want me to come home," Remy said.
"I'll be fine. You worry too much," Molly started to eat dinner. "Only about you, cherie," Remy winked.

The movie helped get Remys mind off of Molly. A dramatic thriller with Jessica Karaba was bound to do that, but while it was fun, Remy didn't feel as impressed with Jessica as usual. He felt okay and still found her attractive, but his usual objective comments of his favorite actress weren't there tonight.
He wasn't calling her gorgeous or saying how drool worthy she looked in a bikini.
Remy just sat back and listened to the boys make all those comments. It was like his mind was somewhere else.

With his acute night vision Remy could see Bobby give him a 'Why aren't you saying anything?' look. Remy just gave him a shrug because he wasn't sure himself.

The boys left the movie feeling refreshed but wound up. They went to a restaurant to get some dinner.

"What's with you?" Bobby asked. "What?" Remy said.
"You're acting really weird tonight. Just zoned out. I mean, you're the first of us to yell at the screen and the last to quit," Bobby said.
"Guess I'm just tired or something," Remy said. "He's worried about his girlfriend," Ray teased.
"We're friends," Remy threw a french fry at Ray, "Everybody knows that so shush."
"So you wouldn't care if I took her out?" Ray said. Remy was surprised.
Ray was far from the romantic type. He was more like Pietro in that he would date girls without caring about them. Just for fun, no real reason for it. He would just dump them and not care. He was a user.
"You like Molly?" Roberto asked. "Nah. It would just be for a minute.
Take her out, show her a good time for a couple weeks, then let her go. She's cute for a fat girl but I bet she kisses like a fish-," Ray was interrupted by Remy hauling him to his feet. Remy had his fist just inches from the boys face. Sam and Bobby were holding Remy back. Scott was trying to get between Remy and Ray. Things had gone from fun to crazy in a matter of seconds.
Everyone was screaming things like "Hang on!" and "Don't hit him!", so they were attracting attention. Remy knew people were staring and he didn't care.

"You talk like that about her again...you ever try to use her like that...you're going to regret it," Remy let go of Ray and went outside. A storm was soon to come in so the night was cold and windy. It wasn't too far from the Institute. Remy figured he could walk home from here.
For the moment though, he just wanted to calm down. He was so upset he was shaking.

"Remy?" Kurt came out the door. "Uh...hi," Remy said. He felt a little embarrassed for his behavior.
Usually he only lost it like that when they were fighting their enemies. Never on another student.
Not someone he actually knew. "You were ready to pummel him. What's going on?" Kurt asked, "Did you get replaced by an alien?" Kurt smiled, trying to lighten the mood.

"Kurt, you heard what he said in there. Didn't that make you angry?" Remy asked. Of course Remy hadn't been just angry, he'd been downright furious.

"Sure. I was about to say something, but then you beat me to it," Kurt said.

"You're the only one that knows how I feel. I'm very protective of her.
I was just trying to defend her back there," Remy laughed suddenly, "I guess Molly was right. I have been stuck inside too long. I should've just told Ray to shut up but instead I go to try to kill him."

"Yeah," Kurt said.

They stood there and watch the rain start to fall as they stood underneath the restaurants awning. Remy was torn up inside. That wasn't normal behavior for him. He felt like he was going a little nuts really. He hadn't been sleeping so good lately because he'd been helping Molly out. Not to mention what she was doing to him when they weren't together. It was like he was addicted to spending time with her. Remy felt tired and confused. He knew that he would sleep good tonight.

"Kurt?"

"Huh?"

"Thanks for coming after me. You're a good friend,"

"Thanks. You're a good friend too,"

Remy went inside and watched Ray sink down into his seat. It wasn't over. They would have words later.

The boys had a quiet dessert and drove home. Bobby played with the radio and it landed on some soft music station.
A song that was positively ancient came on.

"Turn that crap off, man," Roberto whined.
"Hey, I like this crap," Bobby said. Everyone in the car was for changing the station, but Remy was sitting quietly next to Sam. The song continued playing.

"I should feel all so flurried but I don't I should be getting worried but I won't I guess you know what's happened to me..."

Everyone got very quiet and stared as they watched Remy sing along.

"I've told it once or twice It started when I happened to see Somebody, oh, somebody so, somebody, oh, so nice

Somebody stole my heart away Somebody stole my heart away

Still I'll do no weeping It's in safe keeping when I'm awake or sleeping

Once I was, oh, so fancy free Somebody made those eyes at me I don't care what occurs, she got mine but I got hers When somebody stole my heart away

Once I was, oh, so fancy free Somebody made those eyes at me I don't care what occurs, she got mine but I got hers When somebody stole my heart away,"

When the song was over, Bobby turned the radio off.
Everyone was still staring at Remy.
"...What?"He said, "A guy can't sing along to the radio?"

"You didn't strike us as the singing type," Scott said looking in the rearview mirror as he drove.

"I didn't strike me as the singing type either," Remy said.