Disclaimer:I don't own X-Men:Evolution or it's characters, just my OC Molly Callum and any original characters/original background characters that might pop up from time to time.
"I don't believe it. That old homeless guy was right! He was right!" Molly said once they were in the clear.
"What are you talking about?" Kitty wondered.
The two quickly summarized what had happened to them earlier.
"Maybe there's some other explanation," Kitty tried grasping at straws.
"Yes," Molly said all too calmly, "Yes, let's just hold onto that thought. Skin disease?"
"A rash," Kitty countered.
"A horrible infection," Molly said.
"Maybe he picked up something during his last movie," Kitty replied.
"It could be anything," Remy said, "Maybe we should go home."
A couple days went by. The X-men continued patrolling the lot, while Remy and Kurt went on keeping an eye on Molly and Kitty. Thankfully, there had been no more run ins with Max or Jessica.
"I like waking up early, but getting here before dawn is too much," Molly yawned as they walked around the area, rubbing her eye.
"Really? Because I think I see Max over there," Remy smirked, pranking Molly.
"Where?!" Molly whirled around excitedly, only to see nothing, "That's not funny Remy."
"It made you alert, didn't it?" Remy said with a smile.
Molly rolled her eyes. "I probably shouldn't be so obsessive. I mean, I have you after all and there was really a time I never thought I'd get you."
"That's right," Remy ran a hand through his hair, trying to look even more attractive, "You've got _me_, so what are you going to do with me, Petite?"
"I've got a few ideas," Molly grinned, pulling him between some widely spaced trailers.
They made out for about five minutes before Jean and Scott found them. Jean slowly pulled them away from each other and out into the open again.
"I seriously hate it when you do that," Molly made a sour face.
"We're on an assignment," Scott chided Remy, "I think you two have better things to do right now then slobber all over each other."
Molly's eyes lit up and Remy saw what she was looking at. Max was coming their way.
"You're right, we do!" Molly all but shoved past the three of them and made her way over to the guy.
"Hi again!" Molly greeted him, seeming to lose all shyness.
Max briefly looked up from his phone. "Hi."
"So, uh, how are you feeling?" Molly asked, "I'm sure you have to keep really healthy when you're, like, traveling all the time."
"I'm fine. Sorry, but I have to go run lines. I'll see you around," Max waved, going into one trailer.
Molly made her way back to the gang.
"What was that all about?" Scott asked.
"Should we tell him?" Molly played with her gloves, looking nervously up at Remy.
"It's nothing," Remy said, "He came out of his trailer yesterday and we thought we saw, um, skin coming off his neck and green skin underneath. We had a weird run-in with this guy claiming Max was an alien, but that's crazy, right?"
"Maybe," Scott said, "Stranger things have happened, but I'm sure there has to be a logical explanation."
"Yeah," Molly said, "There's no way. He's so nice and all."
"Uh-huh, so nice he just brushed you off," Remy said, "We know what we saw it might sound crazy, but I think we should keep an eye out for anything else suspicious."
"Are you sure that's not jealousy talking?" Jean said, touching Remy's shoulder.
"I'm sure," Remy said, "Why would I be jealous of some three-foot-tall pretty boy?"
"I'm with Remy," Scott said, "Keep an eye out and let us know if you see anything else. You might be on to something."
Remy and Molly walked away with Remy was feeling less then encouraged.
"I was just going on a hunch," Remy said, "I didn't think Scott would take it so seriously."
"You know Scott. Anything and everything to protect the team and keep the rest of the world safe," Molly said, "Even if it's from a hunch."
They continued patrolling the lot and ended up chasing off some fangirls from Max's trailer.
"You have to take pity on us!" The blonde in the pigtails whined.
"We're desperate!" The redhead with the red bow said.
"You know how it is, don't you?" The raven-haired girl with the bob-cut frowned at Molly.
"I know," Molly sighed empathetically, "We're big fans of Max and Jessica too. You seem nice, but that doesn't mean you can cross the railing just for an autograph. Just don't sneak back in and maybe if you wait until tonight, they'll be signing autographs again."
The cast had been signing autographs every evening since they'd arrived. The girls obviously wanted more, but they'd have to be happy with that.
The three teenagers went and sulked in front of a tent while Remy and Molly went back onto the lot.
"It should be time to break for lunch soon," Remy said casually.
"Yeah, and?" Molly looked up at him, tired.
"I was thinking we could use some of that time to continue what we were doing earlier," Remy put a hand on her waist.
"Okay. Sounds good," Molly yawned, "Sorry I'm so tired."
"I know. We're all tired," Remy said, "Getting up at four isn't my idea of fun, but maybe a little making-out will get some adrenalin pumping."
Molly nodded with a sneaky smile.
When lunchtime came, the kids sat at the available picnic tables with everyone else.
"Anymore going on with what we thought we saw yesterday?" Kitty hung a red vine candy over her face and bit into it.
"Not really, but Scott wanted us to be on the lookout. Just in case," Molly said, "Fortunately he doesn't think we're losing it."
"Thankfully," Kurt took a red vine from Kitty's stash of candy she'd hoarded, getting an annoyed look from the girl, "Who really knows what we saw."
"In any case," Remy said, standing, "We'll see you guys later."
Molly got up and started walking with Remy.
"Where are you going?" Kitty called after them.
"Just...around!" Molly called back, acting like an irritated older sibling.
The two of them went back to the spot between the trailers from earlier. They made out lightly, but warmly. Remy had his hands on Mollys waist, while Molly had her hands on his chest.
"It's been like five minutes," Molly said after some time, "We should probably get back."
"Really?" Remy said.
"Yeah," Molly said, "I'd rather not get caught again."
Remy reluctantly let go of Molly.
The moment they stepped out of the spot, they collided with Jessica Karraba. "I'm sorry! Clumsy me!" Jessica giggled while Remy helped her up from the ground.
"It's alright, Cherie," Remy soothed, "You okay?"
"I'm fine. Hey, I could use a hand with something in my trailer. Could you help me, Remy?" Jessica asked.
"Glad to," Remy said with a smile.
Remy gave Molly a kiss on the forehead. "I'll catch up. You go on ahead."
They went back to Jessica's trailer, going inside. The place was decorated in pink, blue and green.
A huge sofa bed on the right with lots of pillows, a large pink vanity on the far wall and to the left was a brown armoire for clothes.
Magenta carpet was under Remy's boots. The whole place had a hint of Jessica's perfume around it.
Jessica was behind Remy, shutting the door, so he turned to face her.
"Nice place. What do you need help with?" Remy asked.
Jessica made her way over to him, looking flirtatious. Her eyelids lowered, her hand on his chest.
"You're young. Strong. Healthy. You're a perfect specimen," Jessica said.
"That's what all the girls say," Remy removed her hand from his chest, "It's amazing that you're interested. I know I'm irresistible, but as much as I hate to say no, I love Molly."
"You misunderstand," Jessica said, "Do you want to be a part of something bigger? Something important?"
Now Remy was completely lost.
"Uh...no?" Remy said, confused.
"You're sure?" Jessica coyly bit her lower lip.
"I'm very sure," Remy backed away, ready to turn around. A million things were going through his head. The foremost being that he scored major guy points for this and all the boys at the institute were going to be impressed and jealous. Another thought was that Molly was going to be very angry about this.
"Usually I can talk anyone into it," Jessica said, "I thought you were like the rest of them."
Remy had his hand on the door's latch, all set to leave, when Jessica opened her mouth wider then was humanly possible, shooting out a thick venom-like substance straight at Remy's face. It was in his eyes and it _burned_! His skin was burning as well, feeling as if someone had lit his whole head on fire.
"AAHHH!" Remy clutched at his face with his free hand while his eyes were shut tight. He kinetically charged the door behind him, making it blow apart with a loud "BOOOM!".
Remy stumbled out of the trailer, falling onto the ground and clutching his face.
"Remy! What's wrong?!" Molly put her hand on his shoulders.
"Venom...burning..." Remy choked out.
"It's okay, I've got you," Molly said calmly.
His eyes shut, Remy could only hear what was going on around him. He heard the X-Men come running up.
"We heard the explosion, what happened?" Scott asked.
"I'm not sure. Remy's in bad shape, we have to get him back home now," Molly said.
Back at the Institute, Remy was laying on a bed in the infirmary. The burning had stopped at his face felt a little numb.
That was the least of his problems though. He felt overheated and sick. Then there was the rapid change in his appearance. Bright green scales were starting to form on his skin and his teeth had gone from smooth and square to jagged and pointy.
"I'm here," Molly held his hand, wiping the sweat from his face with a cloth, "I'm not leaving."
Hank came into the room carrying a beaker of something blue. "He has to drink this before his changes become worse."
Molly snatched the beaker away, forcing it to Remy's mouth. Remy didn't know what he wanted anymore. The changes were happening so fast, he could feel his sense of self slipping away. It was slowly being replaced by an alien mind. A mind that was smarter and faster. The human part of him wasn't sure if he was going to survive this or not.
Remy spat out the blue concoction, which just made Molly angry and more determined to get him to drink it.
"I swear I'll make you eat the glass. I'm not losing you to this. Never. Not this!" Molly quickly changed into a gorilla,
dumping the remains down Remys throat and holding his mouth shut. All the while, Molly held her gorilla feet on his arms,
pinning him down under her massive body weight. Remy couldn't move or even struggle now. Molly tipped Remy's head back, making him swallow, while Hank rushed to restrain Remys limbs under straps.
Molly climbed off of Remy, changing back. "Did it work? Is he going to be okay?"
"It looks like the transformation is starting to recede," Hank said.
That was the last thing Remy heard before he blacked out.
AN: Did the three fangirls sound familiar? That's because I've been watching reruns of 'The Powerpuff Girls'!