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The initial idea had come from Marinette herself but it had still taken a lot of reassuring and caring for her to allow her back to school.

She didn't want to miss too much and she really wanted to see her classmates again since Nino, Alya and Adrien had told her how they felt.

Horrible, to say the least. Just horrible. Most had been devastated when they had been told that Marinette had tried to kill herself. Even Alix had been in shock and Alix never cried. But the guilt had hit her hard. Kim, on the other hand, had let it all out. Well, considering he knew Marinette since kindergarten he had all right to do that.

The bluenette had made good progress with all her friends and her parents. Nobody had expected it but Marinette seemed like a whole new person. She seemed to have woken up due to the shock of having tried something like this and it definitely helped she stayed at the hospital. Like this, nobody was allowed into her room who wanted to harm her. Being surrounded by people who worried for her and supported her really helped her regaining a bit of trust.

Like this she had made up with her mother and Nino, which were the easiest. When she had problems with Alya they just started hugging which eventually morphed into snuggling and finally they both falling asleep. It was their way of coping, Alya's way of apologizing to Marinette for what she had done and Marinette's way of showing Alya her forgiveness as well as slowly starting to trust her again. They didn't even need many words to find themselves hugging again.

Adrien had it a bit harder. Even if he should've had it the easiest. Marinette had started being skeptical towards him again, after feeling his behavior towards her having changed. She was jumpy at people changing their minds and behavior, they all had to fight with that a little, but Adrien couldn't help it. He couldn't help but be torn between his feelings, the feelings he knew she had at some point (or-… Still has?), wanting to unconditionally help her get better, ignoring his feelings and the things he knew and being tortured by his guilt as both Adrien and Chat Noir. He couldn't help but see the beautiful girl he had fallen in love with as well as the broken girl he had beaten down so brutally. She probably noticed that – and had shut herself off a little more.

Sure, she talked with him, she felt comfortable with touching him – for brief hugs or when their hands brushed together. She could chat with him and even laugh with him, all of them again. Yet she didn't open up to him. When they were alone – which they hardly were – she was-… Distant. Hesitant. Skeptical.

He couldn't blame her. She still wanted to keep herself safe and not exactly knowing what he was up to, because he was acting so weirdly for her, set her off. It made her build up walls again, even if he tried to be as honest as possible. But he couldn't tell her he had feelings for her. It'd be a punch in the guts for her and hell, he had punched her enough. She eventually started trusting him regardless, because he made it very clear that he didn't want to hurt her, but the uncertainty still lingered.

Two weeks after her attempt she was released from the hospital. Her lower arm healed, she was stable enough to be home with her parents and friends and she had scheduled two sittings a week with Dr. Mendes. She would be fine. Still, she wanted to go back to school, even if she needed the support from the people around her. She wanted to show up again. Because that's the first step. Just show up. She had done that for months. And she wouldn't lock herself in, fearing to leave the house. She had to – wanted to – stay strong.

There had been two moments when she had briefly faltered, when she had entered her home above the bakery with some hints to the explosion a few weeks back still evident. Luckily, her parents had been there to assure her it was fine. They still hadn't found out who the anonymous donator had been but they had expressed their gratefulness to the, publicly.

The second moment had been when she had found multiple knifes and some alcohol bottles in her room that she had left there. She had contemplated for good half an hour if she should turn these over to her parents.

Oh, she didn't have the intention to use them again. No.

Finally, she carried them downstairs with shaky knees. Her mother rushed to her side, carefully taking the bottles and knifes and putting them aside. Marinette feared for a tiny moment that she would get mad but all Sabine did was hugging her daughter tightly. Whispering to her how strong she had been just now. How courageous.

How much she loved her. When Marinette had begun wailing into her mother's shoulder her father had rushed upstairs to guide his two girls to the couch. They hadn't moved from there for the rest of the day.

And then, another three days later after being released, she was back in school, Alya, Nino and Adrien close by her side, sending glares to anyone merely looking at Marinette with the slightest hint of disgust, anger or hate.

Though, school turned out to be… Quite something else.

Still, everyone thought she had killed Ladybug. She couldn't blame them, they didn't know better. But instead of picking on her again, they all looked kinda embarrassed. Even without her escort. Mylène came to her as the first, sheepishly looking to the ground.

She apologized, Ivan following right behind her. She thought it was her fault Marinette had cut herself. The bluenette just put a hand on her shoulder, assuring her everything was fine and she was not to blame.

Almost the whole class came to say they were sorry it had come that way and all of them told her they were glad she was back in class. Even Miss Bustier approached her, giving her a firm hug (after the permission of Marinette and her three friends), telling her she was glad Marinette had come back again.

What surprised her the most was a little smile Miss Mendeleiev gave her when she greeted her in math.

All in all, the day had been good. For the first time in months, she felt integrated again. Of course, Chloé refused to talk to her and Sabrina stuck with her, but Marinette didn't mind. She didn't want to have anything to do with Chloé, especially when she had Alya, Nino and Adrien backing her up.

And although Chloé had made a mean comment about her still coming back for more, Alya had immediately grabbed her hand and had led her away, with Nino and Adrien following close behind. She had talked to them and when she had started crying out of gratefulness, her best friend had hugged her, in front of everyone, in the middle of the schoolyard. Nino and Adrien had been quick to join and only the school bell had been able to break up the group hug. Their scents left a breeze lingering in her consciousness and she once again understood she had her friends back.

To say Marinette was happy was an understatement.

She was practically glowing with new found self-esteem she found in her friends but also in the fact, that two people around her knew the truth about Ladybug. Even if she didn't know that these very same people knew way more than she could ever imagine.

The next morning, Marinette woke up pretty early.

Quickly, she got dressed and packed her normal school stuff, actually eager to see her friends and classmates again. They had all been so understanding, so ignorant of the fact that they still thought she, or, well, her Akuma, had killed Ladybug.

She sighed and slumped back in her seat with a little smile. It had gone so fast from being hated to being-… Accepted? Even loved again? Not as fast as it had gone the other way around but still. Just before her suicide attempt she hadn't thought it would still be possible without Ladybug. After a few moments she stood up, grabbed her bag and went downstairs. There her mother greeted her with a little kiss on the cheek. The older bluenette smiled, giving her a prepared sandwich. Marinette beamed at her, giving her an honest grin.

"Bye, Maman. I'll see you after school!"

Her mother nodded and waved.

"Don't forget to say goodbye to your father, he's waiting in the bakery!"

She grinned and waved, then went out the door and down the stairs. Her father flashed her a little smile and sheepishly, she got to him.

"Hey, Papa."

He pulled her close and sighed. She heard his voice drum through his body as he spoke.

"I'm glad I finally have you back. I acted like a complete jerk back then… I hope you can forgive me?"

She sniffled and hugged him back the best she could.

"Of course, Papa, I already told you. Don't worry."

He nodded and she waved him for a goodbye. Then, she was out the door, still smiling. Everything was finding back to its place and she was glad it was happening before she could've done something very bad.

Nino waited for her in front of the bakery, together with Alya. They greeted her both with big smiles on their faces.

"Hey there! So, second day of school?", Nino beamed to which she just rolled her eyes.

"Dude, don't act like I was just put to school. We're graduating next year."

A shadow flickered over Nino's face and he grumbled while Alya pulled her in a tight hug, still keeping it a little longer than necessary.

"Yeah, yeah."

"What, are you scared?", she cheekily asked out of Alya's embrace, even grinning at him a little smugly.

"Noo…", he prompted, "Not scared. Just-… Graduating. Ew."

Alya rolled her eyes as she let go of Marinette, now turning to walk to the school. She made sure to stay close to her friend.

"Yeah, graduating. Deal with it!"

Nino pulled a face which caused both girls to giggle. Though, Marinette abruptly stopped after a few seconds. Alya's and Nino's gaze immediately searched for anything having caused that but when they found nothing and nobody who could've intimidated Marinette, their faces fell. Oh.

Marinette was still reflexively holding back her emotions.

"You know, girl, we should totally meet up after school and do some homework together. You looked a little lost yesterday in literature class. I can help you.", Alya casually tried to play over the gloomy mood.

"Uhm, well… Yeah, that'd be nice, actually.", Marinette mumbled, "Where?"

"Wherever you want.", the taller girl reassured her, "If you want we can settle at the library or your living room or, uhm-… Well, no, my sisters are there this afternoon. That'll be a little loud."

"We could also go to my place?", Nino offered, only to receive a glare from Alya, "What, I just-"

"Well, I asked Marinette to-"

"I'd love to.", the bluenette in their middle quietly replied. Both immediately looked down to her, Nino grinning and Alya surprised.

"So, we'll go to my place?", he asked and Marinette nodded. First hesitantly but then with more courage.

"Yeah. I-… I think that'd be a good idea. Alya?"

"Of course!", the brunette scrambled to agree, "Uhm, so-… Directly? Like, I'll just call in on my mum and tell them I'll be over at Nino's, that'd be totally fine!"

She had to suppress a small smile at that.

"Well, I'd like to tell my Maman we'll go to Nino's. Y'know, just-"

"Y-Yeah, we know!", Nino hurried to say, smiling down at her, "Don't worry, we got you."

At this, Marinette abruptly came to a halt in front of the school steps, staring at the boy. Alya and Nino immediately looked around again, it's become quite a habit, but when they – again – didn't find an external reason they both furrowed their eyebrows.

"Mari, are you okay?"

"Can we do something for you?"

"Did I say something wrong?"

The smaller girl just continued staring at Nino, tears now slowly welling up in her eyes. Alya was the first to react, instantly wrapping her arms around her and pushing her nose into her blue hair.

"Mari, Mari, it's fine, it's okay. We can go back and you can stay home, it's not a problem. We'll all keep you safe, we'll protect you. It's okay, really."

Nino was quick to follow, shielding her from her other side and hugging both girls close.

"What's up, Mari? What's wrong? You can talk to us, you know that?"

She slowly sniffled and leaned against Alya's shoulder, her arms slowly winding around the waists of her two friends. Nino shifted a bit to shield her more so she could feel safe. When the last bit of light had vanished from behind her closed eyes, due to her friends tightly hugging her, she allowed herself to let a few tears flow silently.

"Th-Thank-… Thank you g-guys-…", she choked out, snuggling closer into the embrace to hide further. Alya and Nino just held her securely, making sure nobody would come their way or see that Marinette cried. And just then she realized how lucky she had gotten with them once more.