Ladybug threw her yo-yo one last time as she swung up to second level of the Eiffel Tower. Emma was just a few yards in front of her and, although Ladybug had seen her earlier on the yo-yo, seeing her in person sent a wave of butterflies through her stomach. The girl's long dark hair matched her own. Emma, however, wore hers in a long braid down her back. The girl was sitting with her arms wrapped around her legs, her face buried in them. Her cat ears twitched as Ladybug landed, but she didn't look up.

"Emma?" Ladybug asked, slowly approaching the girl. The small figure was trembling. Kneeling down, Ladybug wrapped both arms around her. "It's ok. I'm here now."

Ladybug held her tightly until the girls body stopped trembling. Finally, the girl looked up at her finally and Ladybug smiled. Even with the mask, she knew that Emma looked just like her. Except her eyes, she thought, They look just like Adrien's.

"You don't need to be afraid." Ladybug assured her.

"It's not...it's not that," Emma said. "It's just…."

"You don't need to explain." She told the girl who was obviously struggling to come up with the right words. "You've been through a lot. We all understand. Let's get you home now. Can you follow me with the staff or would you prefer to hold on to me?"

"I can follow." Emma said and started to say something else, but then closed her mouth in a firm frown. Ladybug didn't want to push her, so she got out her yo-yo and prepped it to start swinging her way back to Adrien's apartment. Emma reached for her staff and nodded, signalling that she was ready to go. The masked heros took off into the night. Adrien's apartment wasn't far and soon enough they landed on the balcony of the master bedroom. Adrien was waiting for them and eagerly opened the french door, letting them inside. They both stepped inside and Ladybug de-transformed.

"Marinette! You're identity!" Tikki scolded her. They both looked back over where Emma, who was still in her Cat Noir form was standing. She was smiling at them.

"It's alright, Tikki," she said, "I already knew Ladybug was Marinette. No worries." Marinette wasn't surprised, but the confirmation was still a huge relief.

"Plagg, claws in." The girl said next. A burst of green light flowed over the girl. Her human ears reappeared and her dark hair was now in french-braided pigtails. Her face now fully exposed, Marinette's suspicion was confirmed. Adrien glanced over at her and Marinette knew he saw it too. There was no doubt, this was their child.

"Good job, Plagg," Adrien said, breaking the awkward silence that had fallen over the room. "Let's get you some camembert."

"No need," the kwami muttered, causing everyone to glare at him. Plagg was hovering mid-air, a large smile on his face.

"Excuse me?" Adrien asked, his eyebrows higher than Marinette had known they could go.

Plagg started talking to Tikki in a language Marinette couldn't understand, but Emma cut him off.

"No no no no!" She cried, covering her ears. She said something that sounded like it was in the same language the kwamis sometimes used.

"You can speak Kwami?" Tikki asked, clearly impressed.

"Uh...yeah." Emma said, lowering her hands as she started counting on them. "I know French, English, Chinese, Kwami, a little Latin, and some Greek. I'm supposed to be learning German, but that's not going to well at the moment."

"My daughter's a guiness!" Adrien cried, his face swelling with pride.

"Not really," she shrugged, "We just speak on a schedule is all. Monday and Wednesday is English. Tuesday, Thursday is Chinese. Friday, Saturday is Kwami. Sunday is for whatever I need more work on. We stopped speaking French at home since I use it everywhere else. Well, except with Plagg. We still speak French."

The black kwami floated over and nuzzled her nose, his face beaming with affection. Marinette glanced at Tikki and saw that she was just as shocked as she was. Plagg hardly ever showed affection. And when he did, it was only for the red kwami of creation.

"Plagg! Outside! NOW!" she declared before grabbing him by the tail and pulling him through open door, back out onto the balcony.

"Did you break my kmami?" Adrien asked, his eyes following Plagg and Tikki as they left.

"No, he's just excited," she said, as if that explained everything.

"But he always wants camembert! What did you do to him?" Marinette could tell he was getting upset. Adrien would never admit it, but he was very protective of the black kwami just as Marinette was of Tikki.

"Bonding with me is...different." Emma tried to better explain. "I'm….I'm different. It's less ...stuff."

"Does this have to do with how you can call kwami?" Marinette asked. Emma nodded.

"And how you could make Plagg come to you?" Adrien added and Emma nodded again. "Are you going to explain anything to us?"

The girl bit her bottom lip and seemed to think for a moment, weighing whether or not she should.

"Well…" she said, "I guess Master Fu will explain everything to you eventually. And it's not like it will reveal anything about the future...so...I guess I can tell you."

"Good." Adrien stated, "But let's sit down to dinner first. I'm starving!" Marinette and Emma followed him down the hall and into the kitchen. Adrien had already dished up the food, adding an extra place for Emma at the small table.

"Your father might not be the best cook," Marinette said to Emma as they took their seats, "But his cassoulet is amazing."

"Hey!" Adrien said, offended, "What do you mean not the best cook?"

"You burn toast, Papa." Emma muttered as she eagerly pulled the bowl towards her. Marinette couldn't help but smile as the girl quickly took a bit of the warm dish. "Mmm...thanks, Papa."

Adrien and Marinette smiled at each other as they started to eat as well.

I wonder how long we'll have to wait, Marinette wondered, I wonder how long we have to wait until she's born.