Adrien couldn't stop thinking about Marinette. That wasn't new.

She had been stuck inside his mind for two weeks already, since their first encounter, to the revelation of her amnesia and then meeting her as Chat and finding out that Marinette, his old friend and crush, was Paris' hated and loved vigilante.

Half of people who didn't like her thought she was trying to replace Ladybug and Chat, hardcore fans that still couldn't let go that their heroes were gone. The other half who hated her, had hated the Miraculous duo in their time too.

Adrien didn't belong to the hate group, but he wasn't loving the whole vigilante thing, not for Mari, that's for sure. She seemed to be tough, tougher than the Marinette he knew before, but she was still clumsy Marinette. Two weeks being his neighbor had been enough for him to know that in a lot of aspects she was still old sweet Marinette.

They had been talking about the designs of his jacket, all very polite but awkward, Adrien couldn't stop thinking that this was worse than when Marinette couldn't speak properly to him. Marinette was polite, but she was mean at times, she was jumpy and gave the impression that she wanted to be the far away from him.

He could see how the girl tried to be nice but it didn't worked, which made Adrien really sad, because even if this wasn't the sweet girl he was used to, he still had a little crush on her. It was impossible to ignore how beautiful she was, how red lipstick looked perfect on her, how all her clothes fitted her body perfectly (becoming a big distraction for Adrien) how her hair looked gorgeous when it was down; And how her big bluebell eyes still made him swoon.

He had a type, he had realized time ago, and every time he found himself swooning over Marinette's physically beauty, he couldn't stop himself of thinking of Ladybug, and then everything turned to hell.

Adrien was exhausted, he had been patrolling daily and there was still no sign of Ladybug. He had answered a few questions to reporters, hoping Ladybug would see it on TV, he had made very clear that he wanted to see her again. But nothing had happened, Ladybug was nowhere to be found.

Adrien was so desperate to find something that he had tried to contact Master Fu, just to find that he had passed away a few years ago and that his kwami and the other Miraculous had been handled to a new guardian. The latest information was provided by Plagg.

"How didn't you tell me this before?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry, I should have been able to feel it before we visited, but something is off" Plagg gasped "Look I didn't wanted to scare you but a few years ago I had a strange feeling and things have been weird since then"

"What? A few years ago?" Adrien blinked "Plagg, you can trust me"

"I know, you little nerd, but you were so down that Ladybug stopped texting that I didn't wanted to worry you"

"Worry me…. It was around the time she stopped being around?"

"Yes, something happened, an unusual change of energy and since then I have been having trouble to sense other kwamis"

"Plagg that is important!" Adrien stood up from his seat, accidentally throwing all his students papers to the floor

"I know!" Plagg said "But is not a miraculous holder issue, is kwami issue. I didn't tell you because you were having a great time in the states, you were sad because of Ladybug but at the same time you were living for the first time. As your kwami and protector of the miraculous I know that a guardian works better and it's stronger when they are happy, and you stop being in the border of depression was a thing that would be good for the future if we ever had to fight another evil force in the future. So I chose the smarter option"

"But you can't feel kwamis, that's dangerous"

"Look, I got my theories, kiddo. I was always close to Tikki, I mean, Ladybug's kwmai. No matter the city, culture or century, we were always close, closer than any other guardian was, so maybe moving to the states changed something in our dynamic."

"Are you sure?" Adrien looked at him

"I'm not sure, but I have felt energies since we moved back here, so I guess that's good"

"Mhhm" Adrien sat again and started to pick up all the messy papers "You are supposed to tell me things like this"

"If it's really necessary I will, I promise" Plagg nodded and Adrien smiled

Over the years the relationship Adrien and Plagg shared had grown and changed a lot. They had always been close but as Adrien was more mature and independent, Plagg seemed to adapt with him, he was still the annoying and sometimes rude kwami Adrien knew, but he also had serious moments when he and Adrien talked like they were both adults, because didn't matter how old Plagg was, Adrien still believed he was twelve years old.

Five minutes later, while Adrien decided that the coffee was too cold to drink, he stopped revising papers and he called Plagg.

"Time to patrol" He said smiling

"Time to see your girlfriend, you mean" Plagg give a swing to the door

"It's the only moment when she is comfortable around me, so Plagg, transforme moi" Adrien didn't try do deny that he wanted to see the cute vigilante. While his priority was to find Ladybug, he wasn't having much response or had find any clues that could bring him to her; but while that was depressing, the nights were brighter when he ran into Marinette.

She wasn't hard to spot, not everyone was jumping and running through Paris rooftops in a costume, well, besides him. But she sure was the cutest one on the rooftop, and that was hard to miss.

Today he found her at Champs Elysée. She was wearing her all black costume, that he was sure she had designer herself. It wasn't normal thighs and a hoodie, it was a costume that seemed to be part of a superhero movie. A black mask that covered her eyes and half of her nose, long spandex leggings with black boots, a sports bra that peeked through the long sleeved sweater she was wearing, that was the most aerodynamic sweater Adrien had ever seen. Also it was the cutest superhero outfit he had seen in her, probably because tonight was warmer than the nights before, on those nights, Marinette was wearing a thick long sleeved shirt that was almost like second skin.

"Night, princess" Chat said when he landed on the closest rooftop.

"God damn" Marinette jumped scared, losing her balance which made her agitate her arms in all directions to not fall.

Adrien was more than ready for that reaction; he caught her in his arms and smirked at her when she found his sight

"Why do you have to do that every time?" Marinette said out of breathe

"Because you jump and I get to catch you every time" He smirked "You look lovely tonight, Mari"

"What's new?" She smirked back, making Adrien laugh in response "It's been a quiet night, at least on this district, I'm not as fast as you and sometimes I can't figure it out the whole police code"

Marinette pointed at her ear where she had a small headphone; nights ago she had explained him that she listened to the police so she could go and help.

Chat had pointed out how that seemed to be out of and American superhero movie, which had made Marinette flinch. He had realized very fast that America was a subject that made the girl nervous; why? He still had to discover that

"Helped a kid who almost falls from the Arc de Triomphe but nothing scandalous, Daredevil.Go back home, watch some movies, eat chocolate, call your friends and swoon over me"

"Ha! You wish I did, chaton"

"What is there another man in your life besides me? Well, that in fact is scandalous, considering all the nights you have spent with me" Adrien knew there was someone else. Nathanël had visited Marinette almost every day the past two weeks. If someone was the other man, it was obviously Chat.

"I don't want to break your heart, but your princess has a prince" Marinette answered. Thought the phrase meant to be sassy, it ended up as factual. No happiness, sadness or excitement, it was just a fact.

"Princes are boring, you'll figure it out what a princess really needs is a knight" Chat winked

He wasn't sure what he expected but it wasn't silence or the look on Marinette's face as she watched a point in the distance

"Marinette, are you okay?" Chat took a step forward, ready to took one backwards if Marinette didn't felt comfortable with him close. Thankfully that wasn't the case, Marinette let him in on her space, a thing that she hadn't let much people do since the "accident"

"Things are getting a little messy in my life" Marinette gasped "Things have been messy since the "accident" but a few months ago things changed, I don't know what it is, or how to describe it, it's like a change of energy, those are the only words I find appropriate but still they are not enough"

"Why do you always do the quotation marks with your fingers when you say accident? Not saying it isn't cute but—I wonder why"

"Because that is other thing I don't know how to explain" She answered, she sounded exhausted. "I wake up one day with a horrible headache, and I look at white walls and there are tubes and needles on my arms. I see a woman sitting on the chair next to me, I don't know who she is but I have this weird sensation in me, she irradiates comfort and love and somehow I know she is my mother. I don't know her but I feel that she is my mother. And then it happens with more people, all happy to see me and I feel, so intensely I feel how everyone in the room loves me and care about me and yet I have no idea who they are"

Adrien crossed his arms around Marinette and she held tight. She didn't knew why she was allowing him to do it but she didn't wanted him to stop, and the feelings grew stronger, Marinette felt that if there was a moment to talk about secrets, this was it, and him was the person who she felt comfortable enough to do it. Why so quickly? Why him? No rational answer, just feelings

"I feel things, not only my own feelings, I feel others people's feelings and I… I feel the world? I feel how things move, how they change, like an energy surrounds me and how colors change around me and everything has a meaning, I don't know what is the meaning but I know there's one. I'm an open wire. I have been since the "accident", a thing that I'm not even sure it was an accident, I only call it that because my therapist suggested"

Marinette didn't realize she was crying till Chat took of her mask and started to clear the tears away.

"Is okay, princess, is okay" He whispered as he held her close.

Marinette let all the stress of the last four months while crying in his arms. She didn't said more and Chat didn't wanted her to, she clearly wasn't ready for it, but what she had said was enough for a night and Adrien was happy that he had that piece of information.

Chat only stopped hugging her when she asked to. Marinette cleaned her tears and put her mask back on. They had moved to the shadows of the building to keep hidden so putting the mask back on wasn't necessary but Marinette felt less vulnerable when she wore it.

"Sorry for crying all over your super-suit" She sobbed

"Don't you worry, is water resistant" He smiled and shook her hair with his hand "I think is time for me to go home, I have a busy day tomorrow. Take you home?"

"Please" She nodded and in less than a second she was in Chat's arms once again

Chat left her in her apartment and came back to his, to just stare at the city once again, he closed his eyes and imagined a girl.

He sighed, Adrien didn't know what was going on in his life. That wasn't new.

Marinette didn't know what the hell was going on in her life. That wasn't new.

Since the day Marinette had opened her eyes and found herself in a hospital room with no memory of anything, she knew things were going to be a problem.

Not recognizing your family or your best friend is one big major problem and it was presented to her in day one.

When her mother saw her open her eyes, she talked to her, she hugged her and she was the most lovable mother a daughter could ask for. Her father was as sweet if not more. And Marinette wasn't able to be sweet back, no more than a second after their parents were hugging each other and at the border of tears, Marinette had spilled the truth

"I'm really sorry about this but… I…. you are my parents right?"

Her dad called the doctor, the doctor made questions, Marinette gave answers and it was settled that she had amnesia. Not less than three hours later, while Marinette was still trying to assimilate what was going on, her parents brought a redhead girl to her room. She was in tears and she was holding a shoe box decorated in what seemed to be a ladybug pattern.

She had introduced herself as Alya, apparently she was her best friend. And she had bought photos, letters, gifts, and everything she thought could help Marinette. Her parents also gave her family albums and played old VHS tapes for her so she could remember things

But Marinette wasn't focused on it, she couldn't see the faces in the pictures, she couldn't read the words on the paper and she couldn't hear the voices on the tapes because their feelings were too loud.

Marinette felt like she was about to explode. Sadness and confusing feelings were surrounding her and it was like she was getting electrocuted every time she tried to not focus on it. She felt everything that was around her like it was moving only for her to watch. But everything was worse when she tried to connect the dots, or better said, find the dots, she needed to find the dots first.

Because the dots she thought she had were apparently, only dreams. She didn't know why but she was sure she lived in the United States, or at least was studying there; she was sure she had a black cat, she was sure she hated cheese, and she was damn sure she knew astrophysics.

But she didn't.

Her parents told her she had never left France, that the closest to a pet she had was fish (that had died in suspicious circumstances) and that she in fact adored everything made with cheese in the bakery. Also Alya had assured her that she was a complete disaster in physics, that her talent was the arts.

So Marinette came back to square one.

After a week she was released from the hospital, and the feelings were louder. Her parents protected her more than ever (wait she couldn't know that, but somehow she felt that it was like that) Alya came by every day and told her stories about their years of school and showed her more and more pictures.

It was like that for weeks till Marinette couldn't handle it anymore. The more she pushed herself to remember, the bolder the world was and the feelings around her turned too heavy for her to handle.

So she decided to stop it all. She changed her room completely, she asked for her parents to let her be and to stop with the family albums, she gave Alya all her things back and asked her to stop about the stories of school.

It was easier for her like that. She knew it was a big disappointment for Alya and her parents but she was the one trying to recover so she was gonna do it her way.

And it worked, the less she pushed herself, the more she remembered.

The first memories to come back were the little ones, like knowing which one was her father's favorite meal and her mother's favorite movie. Knowing that Alya loved superheroes and journaling so much that she made a notebook with a cover of a superheroes collage.

And then she started to remember the things she liked. She loved to design, she loved pink, and she liked vanilla ice cream and strawberries.

Things were going good, and they were easy. A few times she crossed roads with someone and she had to explain that she had been in an accident so she didn't remember them, but Marinette felt them. She knew when she liked someone or when someone made her uncomfortable, and she was damn sure when she hated someone, like the mayor's daughter. Chloé had acknowledged her and had made a mean joke, and Marinette confirmed that the disgusting feeling was perfect for the girl.

It took six months for Marinette to say that she remembered every memory with her parents (or at least enough to say so) and it took two more for Marinette to remember Alya, to run to her house and hug her with all the love she had, because finally she felt like her best friend and not like she was pretending to be her best friend.

She started studying at the Fashion Institute, just a year later of what she had planned and took some extracurricular classes since she couldn't only relay in muscle memory.

A few of those classes were shared with art students and then she saw him and she remembered him immediately. And the feelings were calm and nice, and she felt love.

For the first time in a year she wasn't uncomfortable around someone, so when Nathanël asked her out she said yes in a heartbeat.

Marinette closed her eyes at the memory. Things were a mess, especially after these two weeks.

Marinette couldn't stop thinking about Chat Noir. That wasn't new.