"Ladybug? Come in, Ladybug! Chat? If either of you are there, come in!" Pidge only heard static on the other end. That was never a good sign. She called Coran.

"Coran, I've lost contact with them!" Pidge exclaimed.

"Well this is a predicament. Have you tried calling their weapons?" Coran responded in a fashion that could only be described as if a parrot was nonchalantly asking for grapes.

"Wha-what? Ladybug has a flipping yo-yo. How am I supposed to… OH!" Coran had sent a link to Pidge. Tapping on it, Pidge realized she was calling Ladybug's cell. Or yo-yo. Device. Whatever. It was some sort of gadget. A really, really cool one that Pidge was jealous of.

"Hey, you've reached Ladybug! Leave a message!"

"She's not picking up!"

"Let me try," Coran said, concern seeping into his voice. Nothing. Not a single word from either Miraculous holder.

"Looks like we have a rescue mission." Lance stretched, leaning back into his chair.

Adrien didn't like his cell. It was cramped, dark, and reeked of something that (dare he say) smelled worse than Camembert. Speaking of which, he didn't have any, so his kwami lay on this chest. Plagg groaned, patting his tiny tummy.

"Adrien… I need camembert… If I don't make it… Tell them… I love..."

"Who?" Adrien asked, anxious. The other kwamis?

"My… exotic cheeses… back home…" He flopped down, exhausted. Adrien sighed. Plagg was such a drama queen. He'd be fine.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Two guards were escorting a prisoner to their confinement. He heard his cell door open.

"Git!" A young girl was thrown to the ground. Realizing that the girl was human, with black pigtails, Adrien covered his face with his hands. The cell door slammed shut.

"Mmmmnnnnghhh," the girl moaned. She lay stomach down, her head positioned to the side, so Adrien was unable to see her face.

"M'lady?" Adrien's voice shook when he saw a purplish bruise forming on the girl's shoulder. That looked painful.

"Ch-chat?" The pigtailed heroine started to lift her head in his direction when he shushed her and stepped forward to help her.

"I lost my transformation too, so it's probably best if we just covered our faces," he said, examining her for any other injuries.

"Good idea," Marinette closed her eyes, covering her face with tiny hands.

"Are you okay? You sound tired," Adrien asked, concerned.

"When my transformation dropped, a couple of those aliens found me. I tried to fight back, but, without Tikki to help me… I lost." she sighed. The worst part was, she didn't have anything to feed her kwami, so she and Chat were stuck. Adrien, on the other hand, was fuming. How DARE anyone hurt his lady like that! The absolute nerve those Galra had! He was beginning to understand why the Paladins were fighting them. How much of a jerk could someone be?

"I'll be okay though. I'm clumsy, so one more bruise won't stop me!" Adrien couldn't see her, but he could hear the smile in Ladybug's voice.

"So… what happens now?"

"I… I don't know. I got pretty beat up, and I can't think of anyway to get out of here. I guess… We should just wait for the Paladins for rescue…" Both of the heroes were silent for a moment. Finally, Tikki voiced the thought that had been nagging everybody in the cell.

"What if they don't come?"

Keith wasn't happy. Well, he's KEITH. He doesn't go around smiling and singing about how great life is. That'd be stupid. But he was especially pissed about these so-called heroes. They show up, eat their food, promising to help. And what happens? They lose contact, and have to be saved behind enemy lines. How did the Paladins know that they weren't walking into a trap? Keith had given up on his belief in superheroes when he was young. You had to fend for yourself. No hero was going to show up by miraculous coincidence to save you. Keith laughed slightly at the pun he had made.

Hunk was nervous. He hated going on Galra ships, especially when he hadn't eaten beforehand. He had been planning on a nice smoothie for breakfast. He had found some exotic fruits he was dying to try, and Hunk had made some yogurt using Kaltenecker's milk. Oddly, Allura and Coran hadn't been excited to try it once they learned what it was. But they're Alteans. They're weird like that. Suddenly, Hunk stopped. This weird, stinky cheese smell burned his recalled Chat Noir asking for the Camembert, and reeking of it when he first boarded the Castle. We must be getting close.

Lance was bored. Why did they all need to go on this mission again? It wasn't like they had to bust a bunch of people out of jail! Just Ladybug and Chat. Speaking of which, Lance shipped it a lot. It was entertaining to see how much Chat loved Ladybug. It was just annoying that Ladybug didn't accept his love. Chat's, not Lance's. No, Lance didn't feel anything towards her. When he meets new girls, especially cute ones, his first instinct is to flirt, but after a while… Lance shipped Ladynoir too much to feel that way about Ladybug. Or 'Buggaboo", as Lance had heard Chat mumble in his sleep. No, Lance didn't love Ladybug. But all of a sudden, he was feeling a tug towards a fellow paladin. One with dark, tangled hair, and deep violet eyes…

Pidge was shocked. Who knew that the flirtatious Chat Noir was really pretty-boy Adrien Agreste in disguise? Oh, and wasn't Ladybug in love with Adrien? But not Chat? Pidge grinned. This was going to be fun.

A/N: Wow! I'm back! Sorry about the sorta filler chapter. Things are gonna get interesting soon. I promise ;)

(And for those interested, my friend is getting medication for her depression. These past few days haven't been easy, but we're working through it, and I believe she'll be just fine.)