A high pitched ring of a phone jostled Adrien awake, and his green eyes snapped open, trying to waken his tired mind and body. His arm fished his phone out of his pocket, and put the screen under his face so he could see the caller, Natalie.

Adrien sighed as he hit the call button, "Yes Natalie?"

"Adrien, your father wants you home, so you will have to come down to the lobby, we have the limo waiting outside."

Adrien grunted a response, and layer his head back down on the blank bed, which he refused to call Marinette's. His tired green eyes searched the jungle that Marinette currently inhabited, and then closed his eyes. He didn't like seeing anyone hurt, let alone one of his best friends.

"Adrien? I know this is hard, but visiting hours are ending soon, and you really need to work on school work. You can visit tomorrow. Your father is worried."

Adrien finally gave Natalie a true response, and hung up the phone. He stood up slowly to let his aching limbs stretch, and looked down at his hand which had Marinette's held within it. He didn't want to let it go, but he slowly convinced himself to pry his hand off of hers, and he delicately moved her hand to rest upon the bed.

Adrien slowly backed away from the white room, white sheets, and the splash of yellow and red that resided on the table. Through the door Adrien went, and a click of it shutting created a silence, to which he could no longer hear the machines and monitors working.

Adrien walked along the hallways, rode down the elevator, and approached the limo outside, in the way a shell of a person would. He had so many emotions and thoughts shoving their way to the front of his brain, and it made him tired mentally and physically.

Adrien stepped inside his limo, and settled down into the seat, turning his head to face out the window, dully registering what was actually outside the said window.

...MLB...

A figure of red leapt across buildings, adding flourishes such as twirls and flips to the pathway they were following. A smile so beautiful graced the face of the red figure, and it stunned all who looked, but it attracted the one clocked in black the most.

They were an odd pair, one in red dressed as a ladybug would be, the one in black dressed as a cat. Paris no longer found this pair odd, and they celebrated the two saviors.

The cat caught up to the bug and started to address her, "My lady? Are you alright?"

Her smile never left her face, but it started to seem fake and forced. She didn't reply with words, and only used her smile as an answer.

"My lady? I'm worried about you..."

A smile that was so sweet and kind, morphed into a cruel one accompanied with a maniacal laugh.

"You? Worry? About me? Aw, you're soooo funny you little devil! This is all your fault! This is all because of your luck! Look at what you've done!"

The black clad boy stood still, rooted in spot because of the shock the took hold of him. He watched in horror as the Ladybug he loved changed until it was a different girl stading in her wake. This girl, had tubes and machines which seemed to be drowning her, and she struggled to stay afloat above the huge pool of tubes.

"Chat! Adrien! Help me! Help! I can't..."

And with those cries, the girl quickly began to disappear under the ocean of tubes which seemed to multiply. The boy, in which she just called for, leapt into action by digging in the tubes trying to find her, but found himself to be held back by tubes. A high pitched beep filled the air, and sustained itself as the machines began to shut down and power off. All the boy could do, was scream.

...MLB...

"ADRIEN! WAKE UP!"

With those words, Adrien shot up from his bed, covered in sweat, out of breath, and confused. A black blur flew in front of his face, and his groggy mind takes a few moments to register just what that blur was.

"Plagg...?"

"Finally. You were having a nightmare, and your screaming was getting obnoxious."

Adrien rolled his eyes at the cat, untangled himself from his covers, and headed to shower. Adrien made sure the water was nice and hot, and let himself relax.

Unknown to Adrien, Plagg sighed in exhaustion as soon as Adrien closed the bathroom door. Plagg the rubber his small eyes tiredly, and floated down to a plate of cheese.

Plagg was worried about Adrien, but he always tried to hide the fact he cared. Plagg showed his worry for Adrien, by being demanding, and distracting him from his worries. Adrien's dreams was something that Plagg always dreaded. Being connected with his chosen let him feel their emotions, and see his dreams. Over the many hundred of thousands of years, Plagg had gotten used to plenty of emotions, fears, and nightmares. And those always made Plagg worry.

Another sigh escaped Plagg as he slowly reached for a small slice of cheese and nibbled it absentmindedly. Plagg was always worried about two people, his chosen, and Tikki.

He was sure that Tikki was in a bad state, and was probably worrying over her chosen, and neglecting to take care of herself. Whenever Adrien next visited Marinette, Plagg decided to come prepared with cookies, and sneak away to speak with her. With a plan in mind, Plagg let himself rest slightly, and waited for Adrien to be ready for school.

...MLB...

The morning routine was the same as usual, and the same could be said for the ride to school. As soon as Adrien stepped outside the limo, is where things started to be different.

Chloé, for once, did not smother him as soon as he exited the vehicle. As Adrien dully looked around, he didn't see Chloé in sight. Adrien shook his thoughts away from Chloé, because that would lead him to think about Marinette, and that wasn't something he felt he was ready for.

Adrien walked to his class, mumbling hello's to those he passed, and opened the door after a deep breath. He stepped into the room, and his eyes passed over his classmates. Rose was conversing with Juleka, Nathaniel drawing, Chloé sitting and staring out the window, max and the others all laughing about something, and last, Alya and Nino who seemed to be talking about something serious. Adrien regulated his breathing, and sat down in his seat, mumbling a greeting to Nino.

Adrien then rested his arms on the desk, and his head soon followed, as he tried to ignore the empty seat behind him. He then heard Nino clear his throat, as if getting ready to talk to him, but he was only to be cut off by Alya.

"Adrien. Have you heard from Marinette? She hasn't responded to my texts, and I can't get ahold of her parents. Adrien, what's-"

A harsh cool tone of the principal speaking over the intercom interrupted Adrien's interrogation with,

"Chloé Bourgeois, come to my office IMMEDIATELY."

...MLB...

AN: hey guys! I'm so sorry for the wait, but I've been really busy. I thought I had to move, then I didn't, then I had band camp pop up, and now school is starting next week. I'll make sure to post when I can, and I hope you all enjoy! Reviews help motivate me, but I'm not about to beg for any. Critics are allowed, I don't mind. Bye!