Adrien let out a breath as he closed his eyes. The railing of his balcony, the one he was currently standing on, was slippery and one wrong move would send him tumbling down to his demise. It was a tempting thought. The urge to step forward was getting more and more overwhelming by the second. So Adrien, very carefully, lifted his foot.
Tikki woke up with a start. Alert. Awake. And Panicked. She could hear her tiny heart pounding out of her chest and frantically flew out of the blanket she was tucked under.
Until she saw where she was. The room was dark, but Tikki knew where she was. She was safe.
She was home.
As she heart calmed down, she thought back to the dream that she has just woken up from. It was a memory far back in her past. The kwami settled back into her small makeshift bed as the events of those years came flooding into her tiny, ancient mind. That dream had not haunted her for quite some time, so why now? Why tonight? Why back to that night? She knows it was the night that everything changed, that everything could have gone very very wrong.
It was the night that Ladybug met Adrien. It was also the night that saved both of their lives. And she couldn't help but wonder for the millionth time what would have happened. What would have happened if Ladybug wasn't there that night.
The memory was so fresh in Tikki's mind after her dream that she recalled the panic of that fateful night. Remembered wondering where Plagg was. Remembered thanking the gods that Ladybug covered Chat Noir's patrols. Thanking them for the luck. Remembered the fear and the outrage and the hurt that followed.
Remembered the healing.
Tikki let out a sigh as she closed her eyes. She drifted back to the depths of sleep, but not before thinking to herself: if it were not for that night, everything would have went to shit