Marinette's P.O.V.

Emma and Louise were comforting me while Hugo was crying with me. Adrien got shot! Once that wretched sound echoed around the room, the next, we saw him on the floor. I sent every of the guests home and I made the guards look at the cameras. I will find the person responsible for placing my husband in the hospital.

"Your highness, we have the results of your husband."

My head snapped up. "What is it? Is he going to be all right?"

Louise placed his hand on my shoulder, "calm down mom. Now doctor, how is he?"

Doctor Evans cleared his throat and looked at his chart. "Well according here, he's going to be just fine. The bullet wasn't deep enough to cause too much trouble, though I advice that he'll have to stay here for a couple days."

We all let out a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness.

"He's still out cold right now, but you can all visit him one at a time."

We nodded. It was Emma that went first, then Louise, then me. Hugo cried himself to sleep a while back so I left him with Emma and Louise.

I sat down on the chair next to him and held his hand in mine.

"Hey kitty."

He was asleep so obviously he didn't reply.

"What you did was really heroic. You saved our little girl." I know I was stating the obvious but what else could I say?

"I love you Adrien, I really do. Hopefully you'll get better soon."I kissed his forehead." See you later mon chaton. Je t'aime pour toujours ( correct grammar?)."

I stayed in that chair until visiting time had ended. That night, I laid in my bed for the first time without my husband. It felt weird and uncomfortable. I had gotten so used to feel his arms around me, holding me while we both fall asleep.

Oh Adrien, I will find out who did this to you, Je promets.