Adrien buttoned his deep red shirt and rolled the sleeves to his elbows. He tucked it into a pair of black dress pants and threw on black dress shoes. He went into the bathroom and gelled his hair in it's usual way and sighed. He planted his palms on the bathroom counter and looked down into the sink, before slowly raising his face to peer into dull emerald forest eyes. His heart still hurt and he was still struggling with random moments of rage. He would transform and run for a bit to try and blow it off. He'd rather do that than argue with Marinette. He hated arguing with Marinette. He gripped the counter and scowled.
Today was the day, he would meet with his father. He wanted answers. He wanted to know what had happened to her.
Adrien let his hands slide off of the counter, as he backed away. Marinette walked in and rested her hands on his shoulders. She was nine months pregnant and so ready for Emma to be here. Her back was always aching and she would have random bouts of nausea. It was like she was repeating the beginning of her pregnancy all over again.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She reached up and kissed his neck.
He sighed and closed his eyes. He grabbed her wrist and spun around and pressed her to the bathroom wall, careful to not crush Emma.
"Again?" Marinette looked up at him with concerned eyes.
Adrien didn't say anything. He just buried his face in her neck and held her hands above her head. He placed sultry wet kisses down her neck to her shoulder. He slipped her handmade pink maternity jeans down along with her white panties. Adrien kept working her throat with expert licks and nips of his tongue and teeth and Marinette hummed in pleasure, but at the same time lately none of this had sat right with her. This was a multiple day occurance, sometimes several times a day. It was like he was clinging to her for support or for something real. Something tangible. Adrien ran his fingers up from her opening to her clit and stopped to move circles on her swollen nub.
Marinette spread her legs more and sighed against his persistent kisses. Adrien flipped her to face the wall, pulled her hips to arch her back. Her hands fell to the wall for support. Adrien used his foot to spread her legs further apart and undid his belt and pants, freed himself and buried all of his pain into her. Sex had become more about forgetting everything wrong with his life, rather than pure raw passion for Marinette. Marinette knew this and it hurt her, but if it calmed him down… She was willing to oblige. If it distracted his broken mind for an hour or so, she was willing.
It always ended the same. He'd wait for her to reach her breaking point and spill over before he did. Then he would pull out and walk away from her without a word. No cuddling, no kissing, no cute words of endearment. And then he would lock himself somewhere, she assumed it was to fall apart. That or he would transform into Chat Noir and jump out of their window to go for a run.
She wasn't going to let him run this time though. Adrien stilled his movements and pulled out of her. Marinette quickly spun around, panting, and suddenly caught his wrist. "No running today. We need to talk."
Adrien looked at her with lifeless eyes and she could tell he was about to fall apart, as usual.
"I need to go talk to my father." Adrien spoke with no emotion and fixed his pants and belt with his free hand.
"Oh no… you don't. You're going to sit on OUR bed and talk to me!" Marinette had had enough of this.
"I really have to go." Adrien tried to yank his wrist from her grasp, but she held tight.
"I AM NINE MONTHS PREGNANT, ADRIEN!" she huffed and pouted at him with a glare. "MY FEET ARE SWOLLEN, I'M NAUSEOUS! I'M THE SIZE OF A HOUSE! I DON'T FEEL ATTRACTIVE! I FEEL GROSS. I WANT THIS BABY OUT OF ME! AND I WANT MY HUSBAND TO LOVE ME! TO ACTUALLY LOVE ME!" She poked him in the chest and his eyes went wide.
"I know what you're doing and it hurts." She started to cry and punched his chest. "It hurts to know that you're only having sex with me to forget your pain! To forget what you've learned!"
She rested her forehead on his chest and burst into sobs with her fist stilled on his chest.
Adrien hugged her tightly against him. "I'm sorry." He kissed her on the top of her head. "Maybe we need to take a break, so I can get my head straight. I'm only causing you more stress and more pain. You don't need that right now."
Marinette looked up at him with puffy eyes. "I don't want you to leave! I'm NINE months pregnant, Minou! All I want is YOU! I NEED you!"
"I know, but right now? In my state of mind? I can't help you. I can't be strong enough for you. You need someone stable, which is why I've arranged for you to stay with you parents." Adrien sighed and backed up from her.
"No. NO!" Marinette ran after him and into their bedroom. "YOU DON'T GET TO DECIDE THAT FOR ME! FOR EMMA!"
Adrien watched her with sad eyes. "She'll be here in a few minutes."
Marinette gripped her hair and screamed, as her knees gave out. Her emotions were all over the place and Adrien just looked at her without any feeling.
"You can't do this to me." She sat back on her heels and held her hands to her eyes and spoke with a broken quiet voice. "You can't."
"Plagg! Claws out!" A rush of green filled the room and within moments, Adrien was out the window and gone.
Marinette looked up with raw anger in her eyes. "Tikki!"
Tikki zipped out from her hiding place and looked at her.
"Spots on!" Marinette seethed.
"I don't think this is a good i-" Tikki began to speak, but it was too late, as she was sucked into the earrings.
Marinette huffed and took her yo-yo from her hip. She went outside the front door and swung her yo-yo up into the trees and went in the direction that Chat Noir had.
She followed flashes of black along rooftops and trees. Ladybug watched her kitty move with elegance yet reckless abandon and carnal rage. His muscles stressed beneath his every move and eventually he landed among a forest of trees. She landed some few yards away and hide behind a tree to watch him.
She watched Chat grab behind his back for his staff and swing it in front of him and let it extend. She watched him spin it around his body and slam it into the tree in front of him from various angles and fighting stances. Her lips parted, watching him scream out with each hit.
"So, this is what he does." She whispered to herself.
Chat Noir dropped to his knees and held his head in his hands and let out loud sobs. He looked up at the canopy of branches. "Mother? Why wouldn't he tell me you were gone? Why didn't he invite me to the funeral? Why didn't he-" Chat shook his head. "I wish you had come back. Come back like you had said in your letter. Why didn't you come back?" His voice broke and anger filled his head. He suddenly stood up and swung at the trees some more. "I HATE THIS! I DON'T WANT TO HURT LIKE THIS! I don't want to hurt her like this!"
Chat raised his right hand to the sky. "CATACLYSM!" His hand bubbled with black spots and he slammed his fist to the tree and it dissolved to ashes.
Ladybug's eyes filled with tears and suddenly she felt pressure in her lower back that wrapped around to her front. Her hand fell to her stomach and her other gripped the tree for support. She gasped at the pain and doubled over.
Tikki zipped out of her earrings and looked at Marinette. "This was a bad idea."
Chat Noir held his arms to his sides and was getting ready to leave, when a red kwami got in his face.
"Adrien, if you're in there." Tikki looked at him with worry filled eyes. "Marinette. She made me transform her."
That was all Chat had to hear, before he was in a battle stance. "Where is she?"
Tikki couldn't get the words out, as she looked at his fire fueled glowing green eyes.
"WHERE IS SHE?!" Chat Noir demanded with a broken voice.
"Behind that tree. I think she's in labor." Tikki swallowed hard and pointed towards Marinette's hiding spot.
Chat ran to the tree and found Marinette panting through contractions.
"Shit." Chat sighed and picked her up. "How far apart are they?"
"I don't know… They-" She cinged and tried to breathe through them. "They just started. I- don't- know... how far apart they are or anything."
"Hang on. You just had one right?" Chat flipped his shortened staff open to a clock.
Marinette grabbed his hand and gripped hard, as another contraction took over. He winced at the pain of her crushing grasp. "Five minutes apart?!"
"I was having mild cramping this morning, but I-" Her words escaped her, as she found the pain to clench her throat tight. She breathed. "I ignored it."
"Mari…" Chat sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"You were too upset and I knew you were meeting with you father today…" Marinette clutched his hand, as another contraction hit.
Chat Noir's miraculous let out the familiar sound of shrill steady beeps.
"We gotta get you out of here." He pulled her up and to his side. Chat extended his staff and flung them back towards their house.
Marinette clung to him and clutched his shoulder hard, as another contraction hit. "Hang tight, Bugaboo. We're almost home. Then we'll get in the car and head to the hospital."
Marinette looked down to see her parents car in front of their house. "But what if maman and papa see you?"
"I'll drop us off behind the house and detransform once it's safe." Chat landed in the lush forest behind their home in time to detransform.
He set Marinette on the ground. And she clung to him. "They're getting closer, Minou." Her legs shook and she held her stomach. "We gotta go, now." Her inner Ladybug kicked in and she was filled with strength.
"Let's go." Adrien ran into the house to grab her hospital bag.
"What's going on?" Sabine and Tom peered at a stressed Adrien.
His hair was a mess from raking his fingers through his hair. He stopped running around for a moment to tell Tom to help Marinette into the car.
"Marinette's in labor. We gotta go. Contractions." He gasped for air and panicked. "They're like three minutes apart."
"She's moving fast for being a first time maman." Sabine touched her lips with her fingers.
"Is she? Is that a bad thing?" Adrien's eyes went wide and he could barely catch his breath.
"No, no. Just breath. It'll all be okay." Sabine smiled at him and fought back the urge to aww at him for being so cute. "Where's the baby's bag and Marinette's?"
"In the baby's room." Adrien raked a hand through his hair again and tried to breath.
Tom came back from getting Marinette to the car. He clapped a hand on Adrien's shoulder and his green eyes snapped to Tom's. "Ah… I remember when Sabine went into labor. I was a giant wreck." He laughed and gripped Adrien's shoulder. "Luckily, Sabine told me to relax and that it would all be alright. So, you'll do fine. Just remind her to take deep breaths and keep encouraging her. Don't sweet talk her though. That's how you'll get a fist in your face." Tom laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. Adrien's lips fell at the corner's and his eyes went wide at his last comment. "Just be there for her. Hold her hand. Tell her how amazing she is and you'll both make it out alive. Now, let's get in the car. Emma's waiting."
Adrien smiled and walked out with Tom and Sabine followed with the bags.
Tom held out his hand in and come hither motion and Adrien looked at him confused. "You're too much of a mess to drive, son. I'll drive. You sit in the back with Mari."
Adrien dropped the keys into Tom's hand and got in beside Marinette.
Marinette had her hand on her stomach and she was taking fast deep breaths and tears were streaming down her face. "Why does this hurt so much!"
"Take slow breaths. In…. and out…" Adrien tried to coach her.
Marinette looked at him and tried to do what he said with shaky breaths.
"Hold on love, we'll be there in a few moments." Tom sped down the road towards the hospital.
They arrived at the hospital and walked up to the main desk at the entrance. One of the nurses took them to the maternity ward.
Sabine and Tom sat in the waiting room, while Adrien and Marinette were taken back to a room.
"Think they'll be okay?" Tom leaned over towards Sabine with his arms crossed.
"I think they'll do just fine." Sabine tapped his arm with a smile. "They remind me of someone we know very well."
He chuckled and kissed her on the head. "They really do, don't they."
Marinette laid in the hospital bed and was hooked up to all different kinds of monitors and an I.V.
"How far apart are your contractions?" The nurse began to set everything up.
"Like-" Marinette stopped being able to talk when one hit.
"Every three minutes now." Adrien answered for her, looking at his phone.
"Alright, let's have a look at how dilated you are." The nurse put on gloves and checked her.
Marinette blushed at how awkward it all was and Adrien held her hand and looked into her blue eyes with a smile. On the inside he was panicking, but he was really good at pretending on the outside. Always had been. He just had to channel the old Adrien and something about that sat with him wrong.
"You okay?" Marinette tried to breathe slowly again.
He nodded and put on a smile, but she knew better.
"Looks like you're five centimeters." The nurse removed her gloves with a smile. "You still have some time to go, but your contractions look to be about three minutes apart and strong. Do you want an epidural?"
"YES!" Marinette jumped at the choice. Anything, to stop the pain.
Adrien rubbed her knuckles with his thumb.
"I'll go get the anesthesiologist. Sit tight." The nurse left the room after patting her leg.
"What's wrong?" Marinette looked at Adrien concerned.
"I'm worried about you." Adrien sighed and let out the truth. "I'm scared. I don't like seeing you in so much pain."
She crushed his hand in hers, as another contraction took her over, causing a lot of pressure on her lower back, hips, and stomach. Marinette felt her stomach harden with each contraction and it felt like Emma was pulling herself down. Everything about it was painful. Marinette started to cry. "I can't handle this pain anymore."
"Someone will be in shortly to stop it." Adrien kissed her forehead.
Within moments the anesthesiologist came in with the equipment.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Michelle, and I'll be your anesthesiologist today. If I could have you stand next to her. And you sit on the edge of the bed and hold this pillow and lean over it." He ordered people around.
Adrien stood next to Marinette and she sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over a pillow.
"Alright, if your foot kicks, let me know. That means I have it in the wrong spot." He wiped her back with iodine and began the process.
Adrien back bristled, as he started to watch the long needle go into her spine, before he quickly looked away. The procedure only took moments, but it felt like forever. Within moments, Marinette was laid back on the bed and a lot happier than before.
"Are you feeling better?" Adrien blushed at his wife.
"So much better." Marinette smiled at him.
"I'm glad." Adrien rubbed his nose against hers with a warm smile.
Marinette reached ten centimeters in the morning. Adrien was exhausted and his back and neck hurt from sleeping on the chair that had leaned back into a bed.
"Alright, you're gonna give me your best push on three." The doctor at her feet spoke with a mask over her mouth and gloves on her hands. "Ready?"
Marinette nodded and Adrien stood behind her supporting her back and holding her hand.
"One… two… three." The doctor watched her.
Marinette bared down and pushed with her contraction. Adrien watched her and encouraged her.
After several pushes, Marinette was exhausted. She fell back and panted. "I can't do it anymore."
"You're almost there. Just a couple more pushes. You got this." The doctor encouraged her. "Emma is right here, waiting to meet you two."
Marinette wanted to cry and she wanted to sleep. Adrien rubbed the back of her hand and whispered into her ear. "You're Ladybug. You're the strongest woman I know. You save me from my father. You have this in the bag. Emma is right there, waiting for her maman to bring her into this world. To us. Just two more pushes and you get to meet her."
Marinette nodded and took a breath and bared down a few more times before Emma was set on her chest on a blanket. They wiped her off and Marinette cried when she saw Emma.
Emma had blue grey eyes and soft blonde hair. "Her eyes are blue." Marinette cooed and Adrien's heart melted.
"Yes, all babies start out with blue grey eyes. You'll see her true eye color a few months in." The doctor smiled. "Do you want to cut the cord?"
Adrien nodded and walked over towards the foot of the bed and she handed him the tool. "Cut between these two clamps."
Adrien cut through it and handed the tool back to the nurse.
They cleaned Marinette up, while she cuddled with Emma. She placed her finger in Emma's tiny hand and she grasped it. "She looks a lot like you, Minou." Marinette peered up at Adrien.
Adrien smiled and touched Emma's soft cheek. "She really does." He leaned down and kissed Marinette on the lips. "You did an amazing job, Bugaboo." He rubbed his nose on hers with his eyes closed. "I love you."
"Aww.. merci. I love you too, kitty." Marinette smiled.
"I suggest you have some skin to skin time to bond with little Emma. We'll be moving you to a new room, shortly." The doctor smiled at the couple. "Congratulations! And happy birthday to little Emma!" She left the room with the nurse and left them along to spend time with their new child.
It was night and Marinette was asleep in the hospital bed. Adrien held Emma in his arms with his finger in her hand and he peered out the window. He tilted his arms slightly to let her see outside. "See that, kitten? That's the world and with parents like your maman and I? You get front row seats to the stars." He kissed her on the forehead and she made cute sounds.
Song I wrote the first part to:
Don't Stay by X Ambassadors ( I feel like this song fits this story really well. ^-^ )
Note: The birth of my son wasn't the typical story. It was actually a story that seems more like a nightmare. I didn't want to use my experience. haha So, this was me trying to write about a typical birthing process. Sorry, if it seems unrealistic or off or like something from a movie or show. haha I really don't know much other than what I've had done, like an epidural or how contractions felt to me till a certain point when it became unnormal. Long story that I won't go into... lol