Marinette arrived at the Agreste mansion and rang the bell. She waited for a few moments until the camera came and Nathalie's, Mr Agreste's assistant, image appeared.

"Ah, Marinette," She opened the gate and the teen walked in.

Gabriel Agreste himself had invited her over for lunch, and although she'd been there many times before, she felt extremely apprehensive. She still hadn't forgotten Master Fu's theory on him being Hawkmoth and she was weary of that, but she also admired him for the work he did. He was such a brilliant designer and she'd admired his work for years, so she was beyond nervous.

She walked up the stone steps and Adrien opened the door. He had a smile on his face and she'd noticed that he was happier over the past few weeks than he'd been previously. She smiled back at him.

"Hey," She smiled, "I still can't believe your father wants to meet me."

"Me either," He let her in, "He's been acting a little strange lately, but I think it's just something to do with work."

"Hopefully," She sighed, "I'd hate to be the reason he's acting strangely."

"Don't worry Mari, it's not you," Adrien hugged her and she hugged him back, "He's just had a lot on his mind with the new line and my mother's disappearance that's all."

"I trust you, kitty," She kissed his cheek.

"Now should we have lunch?" He asked, "I have a feeling that my father doesn't have much time."

"Sure," She smiled as he shut the door and they walked into the dining room.

The three sat close together along the huge table in the Agreste's dining room. Before Emilie went missing, it used to used for parties, which they held often, with their closest friends; but that all changed when she disappeared. They all spoke about a few topics and were enjoying their lunch.

"So I hear Marinette's a designer," Gabriel spoke in his usual monotone.

"Yes, she's great at her designs," Adrien smiled, "Right, Mari?"

"Umm, yeah," She smiled, blushing, "Not as great as yours, but they're nice."

"From what I've seen," Gabriel said, "They're wonderful. Would you consider interning at Agreste fashion?"

"Yes," Marinette nodded, "But I'm just a student."

"I can save a spot for a few years," Gabriel nodded in understanding, as Nathalie came in.

"A call for you Mr Agreste," She spoke.

"I'll be there in a minute," He replied, which shocked both Adrien and Marinette. Gabriel never halted his work for anything, so they knew this had to be important.

"Yes sir," Nathalie then left the room, her heels clopping against the floor.

"Let's cut to the chase," Gabriel sighed, "I have a favour to ask of you."

"What favour, father?" Adrien asked.

"I need to borrow something of both of yours, but first," Gabriel got up and gestured for the two to follow him. The two teens got up and gave each other confused expressions. Gabriel led them out of the room and up the stairs. Tikki and Plagg had hidden in their respective hiding place and stayed silent, they didn't trust this strange man a lot, and he had a strange aura about him.

"Something strange is happening," Marinette whispered to Adrien.

"I'd love to say you're wrong," Adrien sighed, "But I know him too well."

"You don't think he's planning something?" She asked.

"Maybe?" Adrien shrugged, "When it comes to my father, everything's a mystery."

The pair halted as they neared the man's office. Gabriel was there and he stood in front of the door.

"I'm going to show you why I've been so solitary recently," He explained, "But the both of you must keep this secret."

The two nodded before the middle-aged man opened the door and led them inside of his office, before going to the portrait of Adrien's mother. By now the kwamis were as still as statues, they didn't want to be caught by this already mysterious man. Adrien recognised this portrait as the vault his father kept that book and other things in. He knew something was up.

"Stand there," Gabriel instructed the both of them and they obeyed. He then fiddled with the portrait and stood in the small space with them. The ground opened up and the three were taken to an entirely new room of the mansion. The teens looked around in wonder and fear as they arrived in the pitch black room. The room was alien to them, not even Adrien had been in there. The pair had a lot of questions for the designer.

"Mr Agreste-" Marinette began.

"All of your questions will be answered," He spoke, "But first let me show you this."

The trio walked forwards towards a glass coffin, in which a woman lay unconscious inside. She had blonde hair and a peach skin tone. It didn't take long for Marinette to realise that this woman was Adrien's mother. While everyone thought she was missing, she was right here. Lifeless and in a glass coffin.

"W-What?" The blonde gasped.

"There's more to reveal," Gabriel answered, "I need you two's help."

"But how can we help?" Marinette asked, "We can't revive anyone."

"But you can, with your miraculous," Gabriel answered, a wicked gleam in his cold grey eyes.

"O-our what?!" Both teens jumped back, "H-How did you know?!"

"Nooroo dark wings rise!" Gabriel called and he was replaced by a man in a dark suit and grey mask. He leaned with his cane and smirked at the two teens.

"Hawkmoth?" Marinette asked.

"Father is that you?" Adrien asked.

"Yes," He answered, "And I need your help. If you could just give me your miraculous, then I'd be able to bring Emilie back."

"We can't!" Marinette protested, "I was told that if you made a wish, then something must be taken in its place. So if you revive Emilie, someone else dies, plus we were told to guard these with our lives."

"Adrien?" The villain looked at his son.

"I'm sorry father," The blonde looked downcast, "Marinette's right." He truly wanted to help, but he knew that if he did this it'd be wrong.

"If you won't help me," The designer turned his back on his son, "Then you're no son of mine." The man was angered. There he was trying to save his wife ,and mother of his son, only to get rejected and told that they wouldn't help. By his own son and his girlfriend nonetheless! His eyes stung with tears of rage and he growled.

The expression on his son's face said it all. The teen was crestfallen, he'd tried everything to please his father, but nothing was ever enough. Marinette rushed to his side immediately, glaring at who was once her idol. She couldn't believe he could be so cruel to his own son, when he was really just looking out for everyone else. It wasn't his fault that Emilie was like this, he didn't ask for any of this. She sighed, her top priority right now was to help Adrien.

"Let's go Adrien," Marinette helped the now downcast blonde. Part of her wanted to help the designer, but her logic told her not too. She found it hard to resist the urge to help, he really did seem like he needed their help and all of her instincts told her to assist him, but she couldn't.

"Just please consider it," The villain begged as the two teens headed back towards where they'd come from, "Please."

The two left the mansion and began to walk towards Marinette's parents' bakery. Marinette was peeved and Adrien was conflicted. They both needed to clear their heads, before they did anything stupid...

The two teens sat in Marinette's room, eating some baked goods and popcorn, while watching a movie. They were silent as they watched, wrapped in a blanket and sharing the popcorn and baked goods between them.

"I don't know," Marinette sighed as the movie ended, "I want to help him, but at the same time...I can't."

"I know," Adrien agreed, "But it seems weird, with him being Hawkmoth and stuff." They'd kept coming back to this topic all afternoon and felt like they needed to come up with a conclusion and soon, before anything could get into their heads.

"But if we do give him our miraculous," Marinette paused. She'd been wanting to say this for a while, but she thought it would make her look selfish.

"What?" Adrien tilted his head to the side.

"Someone else who's close to him will die," She looked him the eyes, "Master Fu said so himself, and I'm scared that it might mean you."

"I'm not close to my father," Adrien looked away before hugging her, "Plus I'd never leave my, Bugaboo."

"Promise?" She hugged him back and he nodded.

It was getting late and they spotted the sun setting from the window. Marinette got up.

"Wanna look at the stars?" She asked.

"Sure," The blonde followed, "We've got patrol soon anyway."

The two went up to her balcony and went to their usual spot. Marinette remembered when he used to visit her as Chat and they'd talk about their problems, like how they could never win the affections of their crush. She remembered one time when they both had a tub of ice-cream and cried for a solid hour, while eating the tub. It was one of their best moments. She chuckled at the memory.

"Remember when you visited me as Chat?" She leaned on the railing, "Before the reveal obviously."

"Yeah," He chuckled, "Those were one of the best things in my life."

"Really?" She asked, "I thought patrol would be."

"Yeah," He replied, "But those visits were more enjoyable."

"We did manage to go through two tubs of ice-cream," She giggled, "How did we not guess who the other was sooner?"

"I guess we were too wrapped up in chasing one another," He shrugged, "But I wouldn't change anything, Princess."

"Are you sure, Kitty?" She asked.

"Yep," He nodded.

"So you'd still let me fall down the Eiffel tower, then?" She pressed.

"Ye-No!" He was too late. He looked at her pleadingly, before seeing her rage come out.

"Adrien Agreste get back here!" She snapped as she chased him back down to her room. Even though he annoyed the shit out of her sometimes, Marinette couldn't help but love her Kitty. After all, they were made for each other...

Alya

The brunette sighed as she put her little sisters to bed. Her parents were out working and Nora had a match, so she was left to look after the two. She tried to put them to bed for the millionth time, before sitting down on the couch and hoping that they'd finally gone to sleep. She couldn't leave for patrol, unless she knew they'd be fine so she waited it out, watching the TV and occasionally talking to Trixx.

After around half an hour, there hadn't been a sound from the girls' room for a while, and the teen went to her bedroom. She went to her balcony and transformed. Hopefully, the others wouldn't be too anxious or angry at her for being late.

The heroine travelled swiftly over the Parisian rooftops to the usual meeting spot for patrol. The other three heroes were there and smiled when they saw her.

"So how was meeting you know who?" Rena asked as she approached her friends.

"Ok," Ladybug answered, "Right, Chat?"

"Yeah, it was fine," He smiled.

"Are you two sure?" The heroine pressed, "Cause you didn't answer any of my calls."

"Can we just get on with patrol?" Ladybug sighed, "We can talk about it later."

"Sure," Rena agreed, but she could tell her friends were hiding something. She knew them too well.

She walked ahead with Carapace and listened to the two talking.

"Should we tell her?" Chat asked.

"No, we need to keep them safe," Ladybug sighed, "Even if it means lying to them."

"Read you loud and clear, M'lady," He faked a salute.

"You goofball!" She playfully smacked his head, "No, but really, I don't want them getting hurt..."

A/N: The first chapter of the sequel! I decided to make it since some of you asked. Anyway, as I was writing this, it made me come up with a backstory idea for Gabriel and Emilie so check that out! I think I might make it the backstory for why Gabriel wants the miraculous in this!

Hope you all enjoyed! And thanks to those reading this from the first story, if you haven't read it check it out!

Till next time,

D.L.D