The night was dark and a single streetlamp flickered as the teen turned her key in the lock. She knew that her mother wouldn't be happy that she was coming home so late and would probably start to lecture her before going into her own fantasies about a happy family and having the person who betrayed her pay for what they'd done. She'd heard it over a thousand times and by now she just hid how she felt, hiding the boredom and neglect from her mother and replacing it with understanding and promises of not doing it again. Only to do the exact opposite. It was like an endless cycle for the girl.

She opened the red door to her house, to see her mother nursing something in her arms. She had been waiting on the stairs for her daughter to return and the teen could spot the bundle in her arms was wrapped in a blanket. It could have been anything from a baby to a weapon, and knowing her mother's unpredictable nature the teen's senses were on high alert. Taking a shaky step forwards, the teen closed the door behind herself and hung her jacket on the coat rack and removed her shoes.

By now her hair was a mess and she had bags under her eyes, but she couldn't care less. Her attention was on the bundle in her mother's arms. She hadn't recalled her mother being pregnant and she definitely hadn't discussed adoption or foster care with her, so this was out of the blue. Even if it was a gun or other type of weapon, her mother wouldn't raise it against her. She loved her daughter, even if she didn't express it.

Celeste looked at mother and then at the bundle again, before deciding to speak.

"Is that a baby?" She asked pointing at the bundle.

"It is," The woman smiled getting up to show her daughter, "Isn't she lovely?"

"Um, yeah.." She looked at the baby to see that she resembled a celebrity she'd seen somewhere, but she couldn't remember who, "Is she yours?"

"Of course not!" Her mother laughed, "I only want to have one person's children, you know that."

"Of course I do," The teen mumbled bitterly, "It's all you remind me about. That and that I'm the result of rape."

"So? Will she be here permanently?" The teen looked at the woman brushing her comment and dark thoughts to the side.

"Yes, or until her parents come to get her," The woman sighed, "I'm looking after her for them until they come back from a business trip."

"That makes sense," The teen nodded, but she didn't believe a word her mother said. The woman had a tendency to spiral into her own reality and forget that she's done something that was immoral; like that time someone made a comment about her and she snapped, ending up in police custody for the night. Celeste didn't think this baby came from any friends. Her mother herself said that her friends probably wouldn't trust her with their children and that had been proven as no children ever came to their home. Celeste was often alone.

"You'll need to treat her like a sister," The woman instructed as the teen was about to head to her room.

"I know, mom," The teen groaned, "I'm not a spiteful cow."

"Watch your tone," The woman warned, her calm demeanor gone, "I mean it Celeste."

"Yes, mother," The teen sneered as she went to her room and slammed the door, not caring if she woke the baby.

The teen sunk to her knees, her back to the door. Tears of sorrow and rage spilled from her eyes and she tried to wipe them away. Sometimes that woman didn't understand how much of a pain she could be.

Marinette opened her eyes and noticed that she was outside. The cold autumn wind whipped at her cheeks, making them turn a faint shade pink. The whole city was lit up and she could clearly make out the moon and stars shining in the night sky.

She recognised this scene all too well. She was hanging off the Eiffel tower and Vixen was standing right there, smirking as the heroine gripped on for her life. It was like Lila would always be against her, no matter what form she took. As an akuma, as a friend, even as a villain. They'd never get along.

"How could you?!" She found herself saying as the villain lowered herself towards her face.

"Because I want you to know how much you hurt me and everyone around you," She heard her voice hiss before the female's hands firmly pushed her away from the ledge sending her plummeting to her death.

Once again she went into a state of paralysis and Chat leap after her, but once again he didn't catch her and she connected with the pavement below, the impact sending her into a coma immediately. But instead of remembering bits and pieces of Alya calling the ambulance, she went through the pavement, going deeper and deeper until she was in a deep, dark, dull pit. The only light coming from the gap she made when she fell.

The heroine groaned as she managed to pick her self up, before wincing as an intense pain traveled up her leg making her fall onto her behind. She was injured all over, blood spilling from her wounds, yet she didn't feel any pain except from in her legs. Her arms were fine and so was the rest of her, but her legs felt like they were on fire. Slowly heating up before it stung as the flames licked away at her skin, blistering it in the process. But she wasn't on fire, she was sitting there in the pit all alone.

A light then flickered on and she saw her family, friends and love grieving as she lay in a hospital bed her eyes closed and chest slowly rising and falling. Midnight hair, framed her face and thick lashes decorated her eyelids. It looked like she was Snow White and everyone else was one of the seven dwarfs. But instead of a happy ending, it lead to more tragedy.

"You did this," The Vixen version of Lila appeared beside her, her voice calm and gentle, "You made them unhappy. You were the reason why they cried that day."

The bluenette froze at her voice. The voice she once associated with friendliness, but now she despised it. She was scared of it, she didn't want to hear it because she knew it was true. She was the reason so many people were unhappy. So she just sat there, frozen in place at she stared at the scene.

"You know I'm right," The voice went on, "Don't deny it. See."

Another light flickered on and Alya and Nino were embracing each other in a room. Alya had a dark violet bruise on her cheek and Nino had a busted lip and black eye. Both of them looked like they'd run out of hope and she knew where they were. This was when they'd told her to leave them, to come back for them once it was safe. And she had listened, like the fool she was.

"You were the reason they were unhappy," The teen version of Lila appeared next to Vixen, "They told you to leave them and you did. If you'd just saved them, they wouldn't be in that situation. Would they?"

"They told me to leave them," The heroine managed to whisper out, wishing her legs didn't feel like she was walking on knives. All she wanted to do was run, run away from everything, to forget all of the mistakes she'd made. If she could just do that, then everything would be better. But she couldn't, all she could do was come up with hopeless excuses.

"They said they were fine," She felt a tear trickle down her cheek, "Alya said they'd be fine."

"And you believed her?!" Both females screeched, "Like how you believed me! You really are a fool."

Another light flickered on and this time it showed the heroine hesitating as she left to help the others. The look on her face showed complete conflict and she could remember how she wanted to just stay with her baby. To just go back to bed and be there with her daughter. She should have never left that night. She should have just stayed, that way none of this would have happened.

"Just face it," The adult version of Lila and Luna Moth both appeared, "Like I said that night all those many years ago."

"I want you to know how much you hurt me and everyone around you," Their voices were like bells and the bluenette tried to will herself to run, only to cry out in pain. The voices got louder and louder as the brunette's words repeated in her head. Yelling, taunting, even making her feel small. Her words were too much and it was breaking the bluenette's mind. Ladybug squeezed her eyes shut and placed her hands over her ears to block out the noise and soon it stopped.

When she opened her eyes she was on the Eiffel tower again, all alone and as Marinette. The night sky had been scattered with stars and the breeze was cool and calming. The bluenette sighed as she breathed in the fresh air before she spotted that she was standing on the edge. Below her was a long drop, leading to the ultimate destination. Death. The bluenette played with a strand of her hair as morbid thoughts began to zip through her mind, fueled by Lila's words.

The temptation to step forwards was compelling and soon Marinette found herself beginning to move. Her mind was broken and there was nothing left to consul her pain. Adrien wasn't there, neither was her parents or Alya and Nino. She was alone. She knew she wasn't thinking and now she was going to do something stupid. Closing her eyes and taking in one final deep breath the bluenette shuffled her feet forward.

Her mind blurred and her emotions were all over the place, the bluentte took a step forwards, screaming as she plummeted towards the street below.

~0o0~

Marinette woke up and dashed to the bathroom, immediately feeling the bile coming up from her throat. Her shock combined with morning sickness just made it worse and soon she was spewing most of the contents of her stomach into the toilet. Adrien was quick to catch on and soon followed to comfort her.

He knew she was blaming herself for a lot of things, but she couldn't take all the blame. Most of this was his fault as well and he was concerned for her. He knew that the tiniest thing ate away at her until she was constantly focused on blaming herself. He sighed as she continued to retch until it eventually came to a halt. They'd definitely have to talk about this tomorrow.

Rena Rogue and Queen Bee sighed as they caught their breath on the balcony of Chloe's home. A gust of cold autumn wind whipped past as the sky began to turn from deep blue to a tinted pinkish orange. Both females had been out all night searching for the missing children and it was evident from their expressions. Rena Rogue scowled as she detranformed, Queen Bee following.

"I can't believe she's gone this far!" The brunette fumed, "You'd think she of all people would understand!

"What do you mean about she'd understand?" Chloe raised a brow, "This is Lila we're talking about. Unless you know something else."

The brunette paused for a second, before sighing and massaging her temples, "No, I don't. It's just-she. She was our friend."

"I know," Chloe agreed, "It's hard but we'll all overcome this, somehow."

"I hope we do," The brunette's face brightened, "Then we can all talk about what Mari and Adrien are planning for Emma's birthday."

"Oh yeah," The blonde nodded, "It's pretty soon, isn't it?"

"Yeah," Alya nodded, "And soon there'll be another one on the way."

"I bet this one looks like Adrien, more than Mari," Chloe spoke, as Alya looked at her as if she were crazy.

"No way!" The brunette protested, "Emma looks like Mari, so this one will too."

"Yeah right," The blonde scoffed as she opened the balcony door, letting them inside.

"Yeah right?" Alya raised a brow, "More like definitely."

"You'll see I'm right," The blonde shrugged, "I always am."

"Sure you are," Alya rolled her eyes at the blonde's remark.

The two then continued to go back and forth, acting as they would on a normal day, before Alya left for her shift at the office. The blonde then got ready for the day ahead and changed into her gym clothes. She then grabbed her sports bag, prepacked with everything she needed, before quickly kissing her husband goodbye and leaving the house. Hopefully Alix wouldn't have been waiting for too long.

A/N:

Me: Sorry I updated a little later than usual today. I had a lot of stuff to do.

Alya: Like?

Me: Well, homework, which I had a lot of, then I had a baby shower to go to, then I did some chores and other stuff.

Alya: Ok, ok that's a valid excuse. Just don't bunk off.

Me: When have I ever bunked off?

Alya: Uh...

Me: Exactly! I more or less publish every weekend on the same day.

Alya: Fine, you win. This time...

Me: What do you mean 'this time?'

Alya: I mean that you win today's argument.

Me: You wanna go?

Alya: Why not? I've been itching for a fight.

Me: Me too.

*Both break into a fight while the others watch, Lila eating popcorn while it happens*

Nino: You think we should stop them?

Adrien: No, they'll sort it out.

Marinette: And would you willing get hurt in that?

Nino: No.

*All burst into laughter*

Till next time,

D.L.D