Adrien sat in the back of a silver town car. He twirled his silver ring around his right ring finger. His eyes watched the city pass by through the window. Of course, his driver would be Gorilla's son. He sighed at how much his situation reminded him of high school when he had been driven by his massive bodyguard. The one his father had forced him to have wherever he went. He internally cringed at the familiarity.

He scanned his finger down his smartphone's screen and landed on Marinette's message icon. He smiled at her photo and pressed it to start texting her.

Adrien: I miss u already.

He hit send and waited for a reply. Adrien tapped a finger on his thigh and rested his head on his elbow. His phone let out a loud sound and he peered down to see a message from his wife.

Marinette: I miss u too, Kitty. But u'll be home b4 u even know it.

Adrien smirked at his phone and quickly tapped his keyboard on his phone to respond.

Adrien: Not soon enough, m'Lady. Keep the kittens safe and sound. And be careful.

Marinette's text flew in fast. His fingers raced to the message to bring it up.

Marinette: I will, Minou. Don't you worry. We love you. Now get some much needed Ag-rest. (Kiss Emoji)

Adrien: Mari… your Chat is showing. Haha.

Marinette: I don't know what you mean. I'm purrfectly feline fine. (Winky Face)

Adrien: Ok, that was so… bad. But I kinda liked it.

Marinette: I'm glad I aMews u.

Adrien: Ok, stop. HAHA! It's too much.

Marinette: But u know u love it.

Adrien: Alright, u caught me like a bug-IN-A-nette. (Evil Smirk Face)

Marinette: My, my, Mr. Agreste. I can't BEElieve u. Hehe.

Adrien: Well, I butterFLY. See ya soon, Buginette.

Marinette: See u soon, Chaton.

He smiled and put his phone to sleep with the press of the power button. He shook his head and bit his lip. 'That girl' He thought. Adrien leaned his head back against the headrest.

Marinette laughed at her phone and fed Louis in their arm chair in the family room. Emma and Hugo played, Mecha Strike III, one of Adrien and Marinette's fighting video games.

She smiled at how they reminded her of Adrien and her as teens. Hugo's tongue poked out and his face became competitive. Emma was passive and had a relaxed smile on her face. Marinette giggled and sent one last text to Adrien.

Marinette: The kids are playing Mecha Strike 3 and they remind me so much of us during our game tournament practice. Hugo's face is so focused and his tongue is poking out. Haha. Emma is so passive and resigned. Lol! It just looks so familiar.

Adrien: HAHA! Send me a photo. I wanna see.

Marinette opened the camera on her phone and took a snapshot of the two of them. She sent it off to him with a giggle.

His text flew in quick.

Adrien: They do look like us. LOL! I can't help it when I play. HAHA

Marinette: Button masher.

Adrien: Guilty as purrsicuted.

Marinette: Don't make me agRESTe you.

Adrien: Does it involve handcuffs? Because if so, I'll purrr fur u, m'Ladycop.

Marinette's cheeks flushed and she cleared her throat and giggled. She nearly dropped her phone onto the floor. Her face turned jokingly serious.

Marinette: U need to FOCUS on your model photoshoot. Smile and strut that CHATwalk.

Adrien: Mice one m'Lady. Before I go, tell the kids something.

Marinette: LOL, What?

Adrien: Tell them… I'll CATch them later and give them MEOWlions of hugs.

Marinette: Alright, now go back to work.

She picked up the hat she had been working on for her online shop. Her hands expertly began constructing the brim. Marinette loved being a stay at home mom and loved being able to run a shop online. She was pretty popular in entrepreneur magazines too. Of course, the Agreste name didn't hurt her popularity either. But she could care less about a last name or about how famous it was. She was in love with the man not the money or the fame. Besides, Ladybug was famous enough.

Marinette peered up to watch their kids play their game and she laughed at her husband. He was ridiculous.

Adrien sat in his folding director's chair and put his phone back on the table. A makeup artist freshened up his look. His hairstylist fixed his hair into a messy laid back fashion and slid a black fedora hat onto his head. Adrien sighed and let everyone do their job. The stylist whisked around him and unbuttoned his sports coat, letting it fall open. His white button down shirt was unbuttoned most of the way, showing off a hint of pectoral muscles. A faint green tie dangled loosely from around the collar of his shirt. His hands hung slack in the pockets of his matching grey slacks. The white loafers on his unsocked feet completed the look. He sighed and walked to pose on a stage for photos.

The flash was a constant reminder of the life he didn't control. The life his father had planned for him. His mind auto-locked onto Marinette and his family. He missed them so much. A part of him worried about them. He hoped they were okay and safe.

"Now, close your eyes. Imagine you're at a big party. You see a beautiful girl across the room. She is the woman of your dreams." The photographer gestured with his camera in his hands.

Adrien compiled and closed his eyes, imagining Marinette.

"Now, give her a look of pure seduction. That you will make her yours." The photographer brought his camera to his eyes, as Adrien opened his eyes and gave his best sexy expression. "Magnificent!"

Adrien's sultry look could have set a whole room of women on fire. His jade eyes glowed like candle light and he had a smirk that could break a million hearts.

"Now, she walked away." The photographer kept taking fast photos while his face changed to something darker. "Perfect. Change clothes!" He threw his camera to his assistant and Adrien walked off to get changed.

He didn't know if he could make it through any more hours of this. He was completely exhausted. His lack of sleep was catching up to him.

A stylist flew around him, removing clothing items and adding on new ones. Adrien brought a hand to his lips and yawned. He now wore low sitting khaki slacks with a nice black belt. The belt buckle was a brushed nickel. He was shirtless and the hairstylist came over and mussed his hair into a bed head fashion.

He rolled his eyes and sighed before walking back onto the photographer's stage.

"I want a pose that could set a room on fire." The photographer brought the camera to his eye again.

Adrien hooked his thumbs into the front of his waistband and let them pull the front down a bit, showing off the deep v of his hip muscles more. He let a smirk fall onto his face. Some of his messy blond locks fell in front of his eyes. His emerald eyes burned through the strands.

"Great! Beautiful! Well done!" The photographer's camera sounded off in a rapid fire of clicks. "Now, look like you just heard the funniest joke in the world."

Adrien put a hand in one pocket, outturned a foot, and held his chin laughing with his eyes closed, with a downturned face to the side. Picture perfect, Agreste. Just like his father would have wanted. He internally groaned, but kept the fake facade on the outside.

Emma ran around the family room. "When is daddy coming home?"

"Tomorrow morning." Marinette smiled and caught her mid run. "Gotcha!"

"Play tag with us!" Hugo smiled at her. It was a smile she hadn't seen on him in a while.

"Alright, let me put Louis down." Marinette laughed and set Louis down in the swing.

She began chasing her two kids around the room. "I'm gonna get you!" She ran up and caught Hugo in a big embrace.

That's when something on the television caught her eye. She stopped what she was doing and looked at the television screen.

"We're getting reports of a possible attack on Paris. Buildings are being destroyed across all of Paris. The casualties seem to be skyrocketing." A reporter fumbled with the papers in front of her. "Where are Ladybug and Chat Noir when the parisians need them most?"

Marinette immediately dialed Adrien's number. She figured he wouldn't answer and there was nothing he could do on his end. He was stuck in London. But she had to let him know about what was happening around her.

Adrien was laying on a made up bed with white sheets. He was wearing the newest style of Gabriel boxer briefs with one leg drawn up when he heard his phone ring.

"Can we take a break, please?" Adrien gave the photographer pleading eyes.

"Yeah, ten minutes, ." The photographer lowered his camera.

Adrien jumped off the bed using one arm and ran to his phone. He caught it before the last ring. "Hey!"

"Hey. Um… Paris is in trouble. There are buildings going down everywhere and lots of casualties. They're calling for Ladybug and Chat. I know you're stuck in London, but I thought I would warn you before I call my mother and-" Marinette played with her hair. A loud crackling sound came and ricocheted through the receiver.

"Listen, you're not doing this alone. I'll get out of here fast. " Adrien whispered. "I'll be there, as fast as, I can. Wait for me, Bugaboo. Seriously. And try to keep away from tall structures."

"Mm. Thank you, Kitty." Marinette nodded and held the phone closer to her ear. "I love you."

"I love you too, Bugaboo. Be right there." Adrien smirked.

He hung up and nearly ran over to the photographer. "Sorry, I have a family emergency. Any chance we can finish these up within the next five minutes?" He gave him an award winning smile.

"You've got one more outfit and then we're done." The photographer nodded and Adrien ran off to change into his last outfit before taking off as Chat via staff. It'd be faster than trying to find a flight.

He sent a quick text to Marinette.

Adrien: Be there faster than you can swing a Yo-Yo.

Marinette: Thank you, Minou. My mom is on her way.

Adrien ran over to the next scene and posed in the newest outfit of the casual attire line. His heart raced and he worked harder than before.

"And… that's a wrap!" The photographer passed off his camera. "Nice job, Mr. Agreste. The pictures should be out within the next few weeks. Have a great rest of your day. I hope your family is okay."

"Thank you." Adrien ran off to put on the clothes he came to the studio in.

He stood in his dressing room and punched the air. "Plagg! Claws…"

"Adrien where are you going?" Natalie walked into the room with a tablet.

She was the last person he wanted to see. Her face had some soft wrinkles, but other than that, she was basically the same.

"I had a family emergency. The photos are done for the day." Adrien ran a hand to the back of his head. "I'm headed back, tonight."

"I'll get you a flight." Natalie began tapping her screen.

Adrien put his hand on hers to stop her. "I already took care of it. I'm not a small child anymore, Natalie. Thank you though. I'll be okay."

She peered at him, surprised. "Have a safe trip, Adrien."

Natalie turned and walked out of the room and Adrien relaxed against the wall.

Once the door was closed he transformed and took off towards Paris.