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: Last chapter and last warning. Things get a little heated up and a bit personal (IE Remy getting turned on), but nothing descriptive. Have fun and thanks for reading!
They tried to sleep, but not in their own beds, it was impossible so they stayed up with Molly close in Remys arms. "We could always ask for an air mattress," Remy said.
"*Ahem* _An_ air mattress? As in _one_ air mattress?" Molly raised an eyebrow.
"We wouldn't be _doing_ anything," Remy protested, knowing it wasn't going to slide, "Just sleeping. You in my arms, snuggled close all night. Just imagine it, ma Cherie."
"I'm imagining you and me...and me as a grizzly bear..." Molly said, then pressing her lips together, annoyed.
"Okay, okay, no bed. Sometimes I'm not surprised you're so pure. Probably had all the boys giving up on you with an attitude like that," Remy scoffed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Molly growled.
"Not what you think. I just meant it takes someone patient and experienced to know what you want and to treat you how you want to be treated," Remy said, "Maybe I toe the line at times,
but in the end I don't throw my hat into the ring. I just know how boys are. If a girl isn't on board with them, they get frustrated and give up. I won't. I'll just try and be patient and wait...and be a little lewd in the process."
"You're not _lewd_," Molly disagreed, "You're just...human."
"Speaking of being human," Remy smiled, "We're alone and there's nothing to do. We could make-out for a while in here."
Since they had no powers and no weapons, the guards had left them alone some time ago. They were probably within ear shot, but at least they weren't in the room with them anymore.
Molly said nothing, but instead stroked Remys face as she closed her eyes. Remy rubbed the back of her neck, his other hand on her side working its way to feel her thigh. (As long as Remy stayed away from any personal areas, Molly didn't mind him touching her legs.) Molly was a little more curious then normal, feeling all over his chest and then squeezing around his arms. Remy could feel the sparks flying. His breathing became and faster. They were all alone with almost no chance of interruption. They could be in the room for hours, if not days. They were both very tired and relieved to still be alive after being captured. The wheels in Remys mind were turning. His body was two steps ahead of his brain as he felt more and more heated. His hands moved over to rub Mollys shoulders, carelessly feeling her bra straps underneath her shirt. Remy wondered what would happen if he moved his hands a bit lower. Molly couldn't intimidate him with her powers now. He found himself achingly curious to let his hands rove over her body. Remy wanted to start groping around. It wasn't the first time he'd wanted to, of course, but now the desire to was incredibly strong, almost irresistible. He knew that Molly was starting to feel the same way.
~WANT-WANT-WANT-HAPPY-HAPPY-ATTRACTION-ATTRACTION-NEED-NEED-NEED-YEARNING-YEARNING-YEARNING~
"MMMmmmm..." Molly sighed.
Inside Remy was burning. They kept kissing. He felt his body getting warmer and warmer. He wondered if he should give into his feelings and try to feel around Mollys body. What had they been talking about before? Remy waiting and being patient? It was almost harder to do feeling like this. Remy felt himself getting more and more filled with lust, love and desire. His body was having it's own "problems", like his heart thundering and his ears ringing, among things that were more personal.
While Remys ears were ringing, he thought he heard an explosion and yelling coming from outside. Maybe it was just his imagination. He stopped kissing and gently blew into Mollys ear, kissing her neck for a moment. "Petite? Do you mind if I-"
"BAMF!"
"Good, we found you," Kurt said.
They looked up to see Kurt...and Logan. Remy reluctantly backed away from Molly-who was almost laying on the floor with her arms holding her body up from behind in an arch-and stood up.
"I smell lots of pheremones and I see blankets and lots of pillows. What were you two _doing_ in here? Alone?" Logan said as he quickly sliced the bars off, making a way out.
"W-we w-were just trying to, uh, sleep. _Seperately_! W-we couldn't sleep, so w-we stayed up t-talking," Molly explained, looking as if she might start desperately clawing the wall behind her with only her fingernails just to get out of the room.
"And?" Logan looked to Remy.
"Kissing. That's it. A little making-out while we waited," Remy said.
Logan grumbled unintelligable things as Tilt came into the room. "Fighting isn't my thing, I just run errands, so here's the keys to the collars. You guys stay safe okay? You seem like good people. Uh..." She raced over and gave Remy a peck on the cheek (which sent Molly into orbit), "Thanks for making my day. Maybe I'll see you around."
"There's always a place for you at the Institute," Remy said. She did seem nice.
"I'll think it over, but I don't always stay in one place for long," Tilt smiled, running off as a blur.
"You...invited her...to the institute," Molly spoke through clenched teeth, eyes raging green and looking like she might explode. Thankfully her collar was still _on_, lest they have a furiously jealous dinosaur on their hands tearing the place apart.
"Better keep the collar on her for a bit, Cajun," Logan said under his breath.
"It was just a friendly invitation, honey. She's a nice girl," Remy said calmly.
"She kissed you!" Molly screeched.
"On the cheek!" Remy yelled back.
"Uh, guys? We do have more important things going on," Kurt pointed to the outer room beyond where the X-Men were having a not-so-good time of things.
"Later, Remy. Later," Molly growled.
They got the collar off of Molly, (albeit a bit reluctantly), and went to work. In the other room, guards where laying unconcious everywhere and it was a small stand off between the X-Men, the Inner Circle, and a few people from Magneto's team.
"This is what I get for trying to spare your lives?" Magneto frowned, "Thankless. Absolutely thankless."
"It was a nice sentiment, but we never were much for rolling over and giving up," Remy smirked.
Molly changed back, "Guys? Maybe we could just...just let this one go. Just this one time. Magneto didn't lure you out for a fight, he just wanted to talk. Can't we just forget it and go home?"
The team considered it for a moment. "It _is_ almost midnight," Cyclops considered it.
"Oh come on!" Darkness threw up his hands, "We're not going to fight just because the whiny little baby wants us to forget it?"
"If we go home, can I take two minutes to shut him up," Rogue jerked a thumb at Darkness.
"Molly, we _were_ kidnapped," Remy pointed out.
"Yeah, but I think we were treated very well under the cuircumstances, considering we still have all our major limbs and no bruises or missing organs. Look, I just know that Magneto isn't giving in and we aren't giving in. It's going to end the same way it always does. Him saying he'll get us next time and we'll rue the day and whatever, and us going home with dislocated shoulders to watch some TV. So lets skip all that and call tonight a draw. Please. _Please_."
"Draw then?" Cyclops said.
"Just for tonight," Magneto said.
The next morning Molly awoke to the sight of Remy standing over her. "Um, good morning. Stalker much?" Molly said, yawning after sitting up in bed.
Remy looked a bit sheepish. "Sorry," He apologized, "I know we talked last night but I do still feel a little bad about it. I shouldn't have let Tilt kiss me like that."
"Well...it really wasn't your fault. I just got jealous again and blew everything out of porportion like I, um, tend to do," Molly pulled her knees up to her chest, "You were right. She is nice and she helped us out a lot. Besides, if I were in her place I might've done the same thing if a hot guy like you went around flirting with me after being stuck with creeps and losers day in and day out."
"Fortunately for you, you get me anytime and all the time," Remy winked sitting down to pull Molly in for a kiss, "That said, close your eyes and hold out your hands."
Molly closed her eyes and held her hands out, then feeling something papery in them. She opened her eyes to see plane tickets. Upon closer inspection, they were plane tickets to Nevada. "Remy, you didn't!-You really want to go?" Molly's face broke out into a huge smile.
"I really want to go. They're for a week from now. It would be nice to take the jet, but with everything going on, we can't right now. And it'll be nice for you to get back home and, uh, stuff." Remy said. Crying babies, cell phones, and kids kicking their seats. The joy of public flying. Remy tried not to shudder at the thought. Not to mention the aftermath of actually getting there and *gulp* meeting Molly's family. Molly hugged him extra tight. "Thank you. We're going to have such a good time! Going out to the movies and dinner and driving around to see the sights. Maybe go camping. I mean, I don't like it, but everyone else enjoys it and with you it wouldn't be so bad..."
Molly prattled on for a minute until there was a knock on her open door. It was Scott. "Remy, can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure. I'll be right back, honey," Remy said to Molly. They went outside into the hallway, shutting the door behind them.
"I know I said you could go to Nevada, but we just found out that there's a big riot in France. We need a lot of the team there. Between that and Magneto, things are too hard to have anyone away right now and I might need you and Molly here to look after things at home. I'm sorry," Scott was genuinely sorry. Remy was a little surprised, seeing as how they didn't really get along most of the time.
"That's the way stuff works out. Molly and I will just have to plan for another time," Remy said. Okay, so part of him _was_ relieved, but now came the hard part. Telling Molly. Remy braced himself before going back into the room. He felt like someone walking up to a guillotine. Remy shut the door behind him and sat down. "Molly...I know you were excited..." Remy said.
"What happened?" Molly snorted in derision, "Did all of Europe blow up and we have to pick up the pieces?"
"There's a riot going on in France. We might have to stay home and keep an eye on things. I'll make it up to you somehow, I promise," Remy hugged her.
"Okay," Molly started crying, then hugging Remy.
"Come on, I hate seeing my girl so sad," Remy wiped her face, "We can take some of the money from returning the plane tickets and go buy your family some presents to make up for not getting there."
"I'd like that," Molly smiled a little, still hugging Remy, "Today maybe?"
"You get ready and we'll go," Remy said. He made his way out of the room.
As Remy waited for Molly, relief washed over him, but also other things. Feeling bad for Molly, love for Molly, and sudden confusion as to what they'd been getting at the night before. Remy wanted to believe that he wouldn't take advantage of Molly, but he had to wonder if the same could be said for him if she actually wanted to take their relationship further. What exactly had they been trying to do last night? What had Remy been trying to do? Just feel her up in the heat of the moment or...?
"I'm ready. I just have to, uh, brush my teeth," Molly came out, jarring Remy from his thoughts.
"Great," Remy smiled, looking Molly over. She looked beautiful, as she did to him most days. Remy knew how important her values were and tried his best to respect them, so he reasoned that Molly would be unlikely to throw herself at him. There wasn't much to worry about.
He hoped.