Adrien sat on the edge of their bed with his hair pulled between his fingers of one of his hands. He looked over the text on his phone and clutched his phone in his fist.

Your father wants to meet with you.

His hand shook and it vibrated down to his feet. He didn't want to go visit his father in jail. He didn't even want to see the man. Didn't even want to give him a chance.

He wants to discuss his business. How he's been running his brand. He wants to help you keep afloat.

Adrien's breathing shook and caught in his throat like a thick fog. He screwed his eyes shut and tried to take deep breaths.

He tapped his fingers along the keyboard.

And if I don't want-

He shook his head and erased the text he was writing. He didn't know what the right thing to do was. Should he go see his father and talk about the brand or should he stay home?

Marinette walked into the bedroom and kneeled behind him on the bed. She rubbed his shoulders and slowly draped her arms around his neck and rested her chin on his shoulder. She read the text.

"I can go." Marinette gently kissed his neck, her rounded stomach lightly touched his back.

Adrien touched her arms that were wrapped around him. He peered over his shoulder at her with tear stained emerald eyes. "You're pregnant. I won't let you go into a place like that."

"I'll be okay. I'm Ladybug. Remember?" Marinette smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "Plus, I'll have Nathalie come with me."

"I'd feel better if you had someone else with you." Adrien sighed and rubbed his face with one of his palms. His hand holding his phone hung slack between his knees.

"Look. What if I take Nino?" Marinette smiled at him.

He looked up. "I haven't talked to him in ages and I don't want to bring him into this crazy mess."

"Alya?" Marinette tried to think of anyone that could go with her to back her up.

Adrien just shook his head. His fingers tapped into his contacts and he clicked on a contact that said, 'Gorilla'. "I got someone."

Marinette dressed in black leggings and a pink t-shirt dress. Pink ballet flats sat on her feet. She made her way to Adrien's bodyguard's silver car. Gorilla got out and opened the back door for her. His eyes fell to her stomach in shock.

"I know it's shocking." Marinette slid into the backseat ungracefully.

Gorilla grunted and closed the door for her. Adrien watched from a curtained window of their house. He bit his finger with an arm crossed across his chest in worry.

Marinette sat in the backseat in silence, as they made their way to the jail. It was a long drive to get there since they had moved. Adrien had suggested they fly, but Marinette wanted to use the car ride to think about what she was going to say to Gabriel.

After a while they pulled in front of the jail and Gorilla parked. Marinette typed out a quick update text to Adrien and got out of the car when Gorilla opened the door. She clutched her purse that held Tikki in her fists and worried the black strap.

Gorilla set a hand on the small of her back and walked with her into the place. It was cold, grey, and concrete inside. It held rows and rows of cells. She walked up to the front officers.

"I have a meeting with Gabriel Agreste." Marinette tried to keep her voice steady.

"Room 22." The officer checked her person, her bag, and unlocked the door and let her through to a giant room where a lot of tables sat. Inmates and lovers or family members sat at them and talked, caressed, kissed.

She shook her head and was directed to a table.

"He'll be here shortly." The officer left her and Gorilla there.

Marinette sat down next to Gorilla and he watched around them protectively. She ran her fingers over her stomach and whispered, "You're about to hear your Grand-pere's voice, my kitten."

With those words Emma flipped in her stomach and Marinette smirked and her heart filled with love.

"Marinette?" Gabriel spoke hoarsely and sat in front of her in handcuffs with a guard behind him.

"Adrien had something come up. He sent me." Marinette cleared her throat and took him in.

He sat in orange and his hair was ungelled, hanging loose around the sides of his face. His eyes a steel grey and he had gained more wrinkles around them. He looked exhausted and depressed. Serves you right. Marinette seethed and then tried to calm down.

"I see." Gabriel leaned back in the cream colored plastic chair.

"What did you want to discuss? I can relay the information over to him." Marinette smiled the best she could through clenched teeth.

"Behind the painting of my wife is a safe. Inside that safe is the inspiration for my brand. It's an ornate book, his mother and I picked up in Tibet. There is also a log that details every expense and every detail of my brand. From start to finish. The code to that safe is the date that I met his mother." Gabriel looked at her hoping she could remember that. "It will tell him all there is to know about the brand and my reason for owning the company. Also…" He ran a cuffed hand through his hair.

Marinette sat back and listened to him and Emma kicked her lightly. She ran her hand over her stomach again and Gabriel's eyes registered with her actions. "You're pregnant?"

She blushed and smiled warmly looking down at her stomach. "I am."

His eyes shook back and forth and his lips parted. "My son is going to be a father?"

"He is." Marinette smiled warmly at the thought. "He's already sitting into the role quite nicely."

"I'm glad. My son was always the nurturing type." Gabriel sighed and closed his eyes shut, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Boy or girl?"

"Girl. Emma." Marinette stilled her hand on the top of her rounded bump.

"Beautiful name." Gabriel smiled at her.

"Thank you. You were saying?" Marinette tried to direct the conversation back to where he had left off.

"There is a letter in there from his mother in a fading envelope. It's gonna be hard on him to read. It's the letter she left when she walked out." Gabriel kept tears from falling. "Anyway, he'd probably want to know. I should have showed him years ago."

"Alright, so behind the painting of your wife is a safe. Code is the day you met. He knows that?" Marinette raised an eyebrow.

Gabriel nodded, "One of his favorite stories to be told at bedtime, as a kid." He smiled at the memory and Marinette found it odd for a man that nearly killed his own son.

"Alright." Marinette nodded.

"Times up." The guard grabbed Gabriel's upper arm and took him away. "Keep me posted on my grandchild."

Marinette just nodded and watched him leave. She stood up from her seat and Gorilla walked with her back to the car.

She sent a text to Adrien to let him know they were headed back towards the house.

Thank God. I'll see you in a few. Love you, Bugaboo.

She smiled and bit her bottom lip and held her phone to her chest. She imagined him pacing the floor with his fingers tangled in the front of his blonde hair with worry. There was something charming about it. How he worried for her well being. But her heart also hurt because he shouldn't have to worry about her being with his father. It shouldn't even be an issue. Yet his life made it one. A tear fell down her cheek, as she peered out the window.

"Tell me… has it always been this way in that house? The house that appeared so beautiful and perfect from the outside?" Marinette bit back a sob for her fiance.

"It has." For the first time Gorilla spoke. "His father was always busy. His mother would care for him. But once she left… his father never interacted with Adrien. Nathalie and I raised him through his teenage years. He only came around when Adrien had done something to shame his brand."

Marinette looked up at the man in the front seat and saw him peering at her in the rear view mirror. "And you two didn't stop it?"

"We were under Monsieur Agreste and we couldn't afford to lose our jobs. We do have a life outside of that hell." Gorilla sighed and clutched the steering wheel with one of his hands and the stick shift with the other.

"I see." Marinette sighed at him. "I just wish someone would have stopped it before it got so bad. I just wish I had."

Gorilla looked at her weird. "Why would you have been able to stop it?"

Marinette shook her head. "No reason. I don't know."

Tikki peered up from her purse with worry. Gorilla grunted and went back to watching the road.