She spent the entire night by his side. He was knocked out upon arrival at the hospital. The way he hung lifelessly was a shock to the system she wished to never experience again. The doctors said that he was okay, although he had sustained a predominant head injury and other minor injuries across his body. In other words, he had quite the beating. It was a wonder he made it all the way to her house.

Roger Raincomprix showed up soon after they arrived at the hospital. She had spent the next half an hour answering questions. Most of it was just him asking the same question repetitively in diverse ways. Luckily, her lie held up. It wasn't much of a lie everything was true except the fact that the cat-themed superhero brought the model to her. It was a half-truth, he brought himself.

By the time evening came around that Sunday, it was all across the news and social media. Concern abounded for Paris' favourite model, wondering who could commit such heinous and cowardly acts against one so pure. praise also flooded in for Chat Noir glad that he was able to aid him. In the report it was mentioned that the hero delivered him to Marinette's home. Thus, their lycéen classmates were calling her non-stop for information. She was prepared for the wave. Even if they hadn't mentioned where he was dropped off, all their friends knew that they were obscenely close. She only answered a few calls. Nino and Alya were together at Nino's house so they made a joint call. She answered Chloé's call because although she was a brat, she was still Adrien's oldest friend. Luka called to find out how she was holding up, and she had to admit that it did tug on the heartstrings that still belonged to him even after they had gone their separate ways.

The person that she really wanted to get on to but wasn't answering was Kagami. The champion fencer had been dating her friend for 5 months, and as far as she knew Kagami really loved him. However, she knew something else: Adrien was preparing to break up with her in the coming weeks. She wasn't privy as to the why; Adrien had just told her of his decision and said he will explain it to her in the future. But as they were still together, she had to call her. She had a right to know.

Well she would know if she would pick up her phone. Marinette doubted that she didn't, it was everywhere. It was enough that Gabriel Agreste was here in this room slumped over in an uncomfortable hospital chair. He had finally succumbed to sleep a while before. He didn't say much but she didn't expect him too. Who would have guessed that his son would get injured in a time of Paris where Hawkmoth had suddenly disappeared overnight? But here they were, in this hospital room waiting for Adrien to wake up. It had been 8 hours since he had been admitted to the hospital and they had put him to sleep. It was 6 hours since they were allowed to stay in this room, and it was 5 hours since M. Agreste had spoken to the doctors and Marinette had taken his seat next to Adrien and has been holding his hand.

In his sleep she couldn't help but look at him. Her hand played with his blond bangs pushing it out of his face as she kept a silent vigil. Tiki had left with the Cat Kwami to go to the miracle box sometime before. He was just as shaken up as his owner and tiki decided that it was best for Plagg to be comforted by the other Kwamis. They were now in her signature pink side bag sleeping. But she stayed up waiting for her friend to wake up. She just wanted to see his green eyes pry open and he'd give her the same sleepy look he always gave her when he wakes up after falling asleep during a cuddle session. How he'd look around confused for a second before his eyes landed on hers and he'd give a small little smile. After he'd hold her tighter to himself as though he was happy in her embrace and he never wanted to leave. And then shed reach up and ruffle his hair and he'd kiss her on the nose. It was routine.

Within this quiet time, she was reconciling herself with whom Adrien was. He was the charming model and closest friend and he was Chat Noir, her partner as Ladybug and her confidant at late nights as Marinette. Now that she knew they were one in the same she couldn't help but compare them and realise how blatantly similar they were. There were times in the past that Marinette saw the similarities, but she brushed them off as her mind coming to strange conclusions.

"Come on Adrien, wake up" she begged to his unconscious body.

The passage of time was warped within the four sterile walls of the hospital room. The monotonous beep of the heart monitor was her only comfort at this time. The sound never wavered for all those hours, which was both a good thing and a dreadful thing. Then it wavered. It slowed down slightly before speeding back up. Her heart lurched at the sound. Was something wrong? Then he groaned, his eyes were moving rapidly behind his eyelids. His eyes fluttered. He was waking up. She looked on in reverence. His green eyes open with clouds in it. He looked around blearily. His shoulders tensed at the unknown setting before it finally landing on her. Routine.

"Hey," she said ruffling his hair

He still leaned down to her to plant a quick kiss to her nose even though he was still in pain.

"Careful. I'm going to wake up your father"

She gripped his hand tighter before letting go.

"M. Agreste," she shook his shoulder to wake him up, "he's up"

That was all it took to bring the man to his feet. He rushed to his side and Marinette took it as a cue to leave them alone for a while. She needed to alert a doctor to the fact that Adrien had awoken. Luckily, the original doctor who first received Adrien was still there. At the news, they both made their way back to the room.

However, something was wrong.

M. Agreste's face was stricken and pale.

"He doesn't remember the attack" he murmured.

The doctor quirked an eyebrow at the designer, "That's quite normal after trauma"

"You don't understand, he doesn't remember"

"What do you mean?" Marinette asked in apprehension.

"His last memory was from five months ago."