"Anyone know where Vixen is? She's usually here by now," Marinette asked, not looking up from where she was carefully running a seam through her new sewing machine.

Chat and Queen Bee shared a look, then shrugged. "She hasn't called us," Chat finally answered with a shrug. "I know she's said she has little siblings, maybe she's stuck babysitting?"

"It is raining, maybe she decided to be sensible and stay home," Queen Bee added, flipping through one of Marinette's magazines.

A loud thump from Marinette's balcony made them all jump, and Marinette cursed as her seam went off-track, then frowned in confusion as her trap door was yanked open and a soaking wet Vixen dropped through.

She was normally never that loud…

The sense that something was wrong skyrocketed when Vixen heaved a sob, lifting her head and revealing red-rimmed eyes from crying.

All three were moving before they knew it, although Chat and Queen Bee had already reached Vixen by the time Marinette got to her ladder up to her loft.

"Were you attacked? Are you hurt?" Chat asked, hurriedly checking his teammate over for injuries.

"Tell me who did this, and I'll make sure they never see the light of day again." Queen Bee promised darkly, one hand twitching toward her weapon.

By then, Marinette had finished climbing her ladder, and she knelt in front of Vixen, reaching out to gently brush her wet hair back and away from her face. "Vixen? What's wrong?"

The heroine let out another sob and dove forward, tackling Marinette to the floor and clinging tightly as she cried into her chest. Marinette winced, glancing up at Chat Noir and Queen Bee, then at her bed, before focusing her attention back on Vixen. Softly, she began running her fingers through wet hair, gently getting out the tangles from her run over.

Getting the hint, Chat and Queen Bee carefully lifted the two girls onto Marinette's bed, then climbed in on either side, pressing their heads in close to their hurting partner's. Chat let out his loudest, most comforting purr, and Queen Bee joined Marinette in gently running a hand through Vixen's damp hair.

Finally, Vixen's sobs died down enough for her to speak. "M-my… boyfriend… on and o-off thing… b-broke up with m-me." Marinette shot Queen Bee a warning glare when the blonde heroine let out a buzzing growl of indignation, but Vixen didn't seem to register it. "S-said he c-couldn't take all the d-disappearances all the t-time." Another sob, and Chat Noir and Queen Bee pressed closer, shooting each other sympathetic looks over Vixen's head. Unfortunately, that was just one of the drawbacks that came with being a hero.

"It's okay, Vixy," Queen Bee soothed, voice surprisingly gentle for the normally prickly heroine.

"We're here. You've got us. All of us. And Ladybug, too," Chat added, pressing his cheek to hers.

"And we're not going to let you go." Marinette gave a small grin as Vixen sniffled hard and scrubbed at her eyes before hesitantly glancing up.

"R-really?"

"Yup. You're stuck with us." Chat grinned, impulsively leaning over and pressing a kiss to Vixen's cheek. The sound she made was halfway between a laugh and a sob, which he considered at least progress.

Vixen laid her head back down on Marinette's chest, sniffling a bit. "Thanks, you guys."

"Now, of course, you must tell me who broke your heart so that I-"

"Queenie no."

"Queenie yes."