I wanna believe in it all again. Music and art, faith and love. I wanna believe that I've made the right choices and I'm on the right path. And there's still time to fix the mistakes I've made. I guess I want hope.
— Peyton Sawyer

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Chat Noir landed on the roof just as the sun was settling over the Paris skyline. He really was blessed to live in such a beautiful city, though he couldn't help but feel the monochromatic edge it would take on without the palette of colour Marinette brought to his life.

As he dropped his transformation he could hear the merry chatter of the outdoor bars and restaurants around the area; the pathetic fallacy of the background noise drove Adrien deeper into a depressive state. He sat with his back to the wall and cried.

"Hey Kid," Plagg made his way onto Adrien's shoulder trying to calm his wielder as much as he could. "I know this won't help a lot at the moment, but just so you know I'm here for you and I'm not going anywhere." He snuggled into Adrien's neck and cupped his little stubby arms around Adrien's cheek.

"Thanks Plagg." Adrien sniffed and lay his head back against the cold brick, slightly banging it a few times before letting it settle. "What can I do? There must be something. In a spell book or combining the Miraculous'?"

"Wow, wow, wow! Don't turn all Hawk Moth on me kid! No combining yours and Ladybugs miraculous', it doesn't come without a price."

"I'd give my own life so she could have hers. Honestly, I can't live without her. I have no desire to."

"And you think she ... wouldn't ... say ... the," Plagg's words got more spaced out as he was talking. "I've got an idea. I need to go to Tikki."

Before Adrien could question his kwami any further Plagg had disappeared through the door, and Adrien guessed to Marinette's room. He stood up and tried to sort himself out. Making his way to the stairwell door he opened it and stepped in, letting it fall behind him closing out the cheery noises of the crowds below.

As the thunder of the concrete stairs echo'd through his head, each step added a little more to the pain already seated there. He stepped out onto the correct floor and straight into Luka.

"What are you doing here?" Adrien asked not having the patience for any small talk.

"Managed to break away from your other girlfriend for a little while to come and see your ex. How sweet!"

"I haven't got time for this Luka." Adrien went to walk around him to find Tom and Sabine when Luka's hand collided with Adrien's shoulder pushing him a couple of steps back. Adrien was having issues keeping calm, was everyone out to test the powers of the God of destruction this evening?

"I'm not getting into this here. Just please let me past."

"Why? Do you need to raise your profile? Is your modelling career bombing now you're no longer all over the tabloids with Marinette. Can you believe those unknown heroes have knocked you two off the top spot. You must be devastated? Pretty boy Agreste, no longer Paris' sweetheart, beaten by a Cat." Luka started to laugh spreading the distinct smell of alcohol to Adrien's nose.

"Luka, I think you need to go and grab a coffee and then we can talk about this. Neither of us are in the right frame of mind at the moment and I need to go and see Mari." Adrien tried again to walk past the inebriated Luka to no such luck. This time Luka grabbed him. He'd obviously overestimated his own strength and underestimated Adrien's. Quickly and effortlessly Adrien grabbed Luka's wrist and locked it behind his back.

"Luka, go home and sleep this off. I promise you can see Mari tomorrow and we will discuss this, but now you need to go."

"Are you threatening me, Agreste?"

"If that's what it's going to take, then yes."

Luka shook out of Adrien's grasp, rubbing his shoulder as he backed away.

"I don't know what's happened Luka but you've changed. We're all here to help you if you need it. Marinette adores you and would never regret it if something happened to you." Luka scoffed at Adrien's speech.

"Oh I get it. You want to be a hero so she'll come back to you. Nice try Agreste." Luka turned whilst wagging his finger at Adrien only to tumble into a trolley and take out six boxes of plastic gloves. Wincing, Adrien turned towards the Urgent Care Centre and back to Sabine and Tom.

"Hey." Sabine ran over to Adrien and engulfed him in a motherly hug. As she released, Tom gave him a smack on his shoulder before exposing their urgent call to the supermodel.

"We can go and sit with her, this ... may be our last chance to see her." Tom's tears ran down his cheeks to create small puddles on the cold sanitised floor.

Adrien looked towards her room and absently nodded. He had no idea how he was going to do this. Grabbing hold of Sabine's hand he slowly made his way to the private door leading to Marinette's room. Taking a deep breath he opened it, the sound of machines beeping gave him hope. At this moment his lover was still alive.

He led the way in and to the calm sleeping body of a broken girl. She was bandaged up and paler than usual, but it was still the girl he'd fall in love with a million times if that's what the world wanted him to do. He made his way to the side of her bed and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then her lips and finally on his unborn child.

All his journey back he was thinking of a way he could say goodbye to the tiny miracle he'd never met, the tiny speck that until two hours ago he never even knew existed yet had already found a place in his heart. Placing one of his large hands on her stomach he closed his eyes and thought about what could have been. As much as he would've loved to have his child, it would mean nothing without him having its mother by his side.

He thought back to when his own mother had disappeared and it was in the moment he knew what his father felt. For the first time in his life he shared an emotion with his father. Suddenly a cold l memory surfaced of him needing his father to no availability. No love and support just cold and overprotective. He couldn't let this happen - he needed to snap out of his slump.

Tikki and Plagg appeared from around one of the machines and looked over at Adrien then to Marinette's parents. They were huddled onto each other, comforting each other through this hard time. Of course, Plagg had lost Chat Noir's before, they were always in the midst of danger, but it was rare for Tikki to ever lose a bug in battle. They were lucky, they were the survivors.

"We need to talk to you all ..." Tikki's flooded eyes looked into those of the humans around her. Sabine and Tom were stood clutching each other, emotionally ruined from watching their daughters love of her life acting so tenderly.

The door opened and a doctor named Shén jī entered the room. Nobody knew where this doctor had appeared from but apparently she was the best experienced to handle Marinette's condition. She looked similar to Sabine, though a few inches taller. There was an air of something about her, something magical.

She closed the door and drew the curtains to block out anyone from seeing in.

"Plagg, Tikki please come out."

The two kwami's flew to Marinette's tummy and settled as though protecting its contents.

"I am Master Shén jī and have travelled from the Guardian temple to help." Tom and Sabine couldn't help but gawk at the lady in front of them. It's one thing knowing about the Miraculous and another thing having a random 'Master' come to look after their daughter. Adrien stood up and bowed in greeting to the Master in front of him.

"Nice to meet you Chat Noir, I've heard a lot about you from Ladybug." Adrien looked her in the face. Another person saying his beloveds name was another reason for him to release his next bout of tears. They cascaded silently.

"Tikki? What are we dealing with here?" Shén jī asked.

"She's on life support. Crushed ribs, punctured lungs, many broken and fractured bones and ..." she gave a quick supportive look to Adrien, "about ten weeks pregnant."

"I see."

"I see ... is that all you can say? I see! She's dying here!" Adrien felt like a magic eight ball of moods, another moment of unclarity would most certainly send him on a one way trip to the psychiatric ward. Shén jī raised her eyebrows to Adrien before turning back to Tikki.

"Have you spoke to them about the soul Kwagatama?"

"Not yet Master."

With a sigh Shén jī prepared to discuss an option with Marinette's parents and Adrien.

"When Ladybug was fourteen Tikki gave her a Kwagatama as a present. Kwagatama's can be used for a one time personal gain, but like every type of magic it'll come with a cost. Having a baby inside her gives her an additional soul which can be used to help her heal, and considering the baby is the result of two strong Miraculous holders it should completely heal Ladybug back to fighting form."

The doctor stood closer to Marinette and closed her eyes. Using her hands she scanned over Marinette's body. "I'm sorry Chat Noir but there is zero possibility that the baby will survive this trauma, and if we don't act quickly I'm afraid Ladybug won't either."

"I can't lose her." Adrien stated.

"Can anything be done?" Tom asked, holding his fragile wife in his arms.

"I can perform a ritual with all the other kwami's, transferring the baby into a new kwami. The kwami will be a mix of Tikki and Plagg. A balanced version of destruction and creation."

"You can look after it sugar cube." Plagg poked the red kwami in the belly.

"This new kwami will be able to heal Ladybug using the Kwagatama. It'll be the only thing powerful enough to bring Ladybug back with no consequences to her health."

"The power of love." Adrien spoke with a matter of fact.

"Yes."

"So our baby will be - a what? A baby kwami?" Adrien was puzzled by everything that had just been explained to him. It made as much sense as being able to destroy things with only a magic word and a single touch.

"Yes. I must warn you, new kwami's can be very mischievous. It'll be up to Tikki and Plagg to look after it and train it in the ways of the Miraculous. It's transformation home with be within the Kwagatama."

"So technically we'll still have a grandchild?" Sabine asked.

"In a way; yes. More a grand kwami." Answered Shén jī.

"Will it cause her any issues for the future?" Adrien asked. He knew she'd be devastated if she couldn't have a family.

"It shouldn't do." Was the reply.

"Is there anything else to know?" Tom queried.

"There is one more important piece of information. As we will be using the combined love of the Miraculous, she will lose all memories of the time she loved you, Chat Noir. Well when she loved you completely. Can you remember when she fell in love with both your sides?" Adrien shook his head. They'd never spoken about it.

"I do." Tikki spoke softly and quietly. "She's always love you as Chat but can you remember the night you had the video game competition?"

Adrien smiled to himself, "She still hasn't managed to get me in a dress yet."

"I'm not going to ask." Came Tom's voice.

"Well that night you took her to your fathers fabric room. That was the night she saw you in a different light. Her heart fit both you and Chat in, then it only took a day to fall in love enough to link you to your superhero identity."

"Thats when she'd figured out she was my Princess" a warm smile spread across his lips of the memory.

"Son," Tom walked over and placed a hand on Adrien's shoulder, "I have no doubt you can win her heart again. She loves you, the two of you are meant to be."

"He's right you know, she loved Chat before you two met as Marinette and Adrien." Plagg came to sit on Adrien's other shoulder.

"And we'll be here to support you as much as we can." Sabine came over and wrapped her arms around Adrien's waist. He looked at the love from the people around him and then down at his one true loves body.

"What do you need?"

Shén jī nodded to Adrien indicating he'd made the right choice.

"I need the Miracle box and all the Miraculous'."

"How long have we got?" Adrien queried.

"Twenty four hours max."

Adrien bent down and kissed Marinette softly on the lips before moving them to her ear.

"First I'm going to save you and then I will make you love all of me again."