Celeste yawned as she tapped her pencil on her desk. She'd been up all night thinking about the infant's parents and now she had lines and dark circles around her eyes. The teen stretched as she fiddled with a strand of her brown hair. She'd decided to have it out loose that day since it seemed like too much hassle to tie it into its usual ponytail and it hadn't gone unnoticed.

Multiple people complimented the new look and one girl even braided some of it to have a crown braid going around her head. But the teen couldn't care less. Her mind was fixated on the bubbly infant and her parents. She knew that Ladybug and Chat Noir had hooked up, but she didn't know that they'd had a child together. It seemed highly illogical to her, but she knew it was a possibility. And it would explain the infant's dark hair and bright green eyes, and why she thought she looked like a certain celebrity she knew.

But the main issue she kept coming back to was her mother. Why would her mother kidnap Ladybug and Chat Noir's daughter? Blackmail? Jealousy? Hate? Maybe it was just for attention. The teen just didn't know. It didn't seem like her mother had anything against Paris' most famous superhero duo, but maybe she didn't know it was Chat and Ladybug's daughter. But her mother wasn't that ignorant, in fact she probably knew who was behind the mask. Maybe that was why she kidnapped the infant, because she loathed who was behind the mask.

Celeste groaned as she tapped her pencil faster. The dots just didn't connect in her brain, and her mother's confusing personality certainly didn't help either.

The teen sighed as she looked down at her exercise book. She had written all of her thoughts on the page and groaned as she began to cross it out. No-one could know about her situation right now and there was no way she was gonna be revealed by her school books. She was halfway through, when the teacher called on her. A smile on her face.

"Celeste!" The young woman smiled, "You seem awake this morning! What have you written?"

"Oh..erm...I-" The teen blushed, caught completely off guard.

"She hasn't written anything, has she?" A ginger laughed as some of the class glared at her, "She was too busy day dreaming about being an 'astronaut'."

"Hey!" The teen blushed clenching her fists, "I did write something, and so what if I want to be an astronaut?"

"She has a point," A boy from the front row smiled at her, "Going into space seems pretty cool."

He was met by a murmur of agreements, before the teacher slammed a book down onto the desk. A deafening smack echoed around the class and all the teens descended into silence. The sound gathering all of their attention.

"Thank you class," The female smiled as she saw they were all turned to the front, "Now..Celeste. Your poem?"

"Well..." She sighed, before lowering her voice, "Here goes."

Each day I act perfect,

Get rid of all my defects,

Yet everything I do sends me plummeting,

Down, down, down,

Your rabbit hole.

Your behavior bewilders me,

Your actions scare.

My mind is screaming

Leave, just leave, but

Being without you I can't bear.

By now the teen's voice was loud and clear and she spoke with confidence. Her peers watched as her emotion changed from uncertain to passionate. As if she were talking about something she cared about, rather than something boring like a day out, or a trip somewhere like they had. She spoke as if she were letting out her emotions and it had her peers' attention hooked.

My heart is thudding,

My tears are falling,

Yet my feet continue,

On and on.

Tears began to spring from her eyes and her voice began to catch as she continued. The teen didn't acknowledge her tears but she could feel her chest growing tighter and tighter as she continued to express how she felt at home. Her heart ached as she thought about all the nights she spent alone; wandering the streets of Paris. How many times she thought of running away but continued to walk the streets instead, venting to herself as she did. Only to arrive back home in the end. Continuing the endless cycle.

I try to run,

I try to hide.

But I always come back to your arms,

Falling, and falling

Down your rabbit hole.

She let out a final breath as she sank into her seat, her eyes red with unshed tears. She sniffed as the class was silent, all of them having a bewildered expression as they stared at the teen. No-one had thought that the quiet Celeste would have so much bottled inside. They thought she was just that way. Never wanting to make a scene and always sticking to the sidelines. They never thought that she'd have so much on her mind.

They read the meaning of the poem loud and clear, but they couldn't understand what she was always coming back to. What the teen meant by going down the rabbit hole. Did it signify depression? Anxiety? Problems? Maybe even personal issues. No-one knew. The class was silent for a moment longer, before the teacher cleared her throat.

"That was excellent Celeste!" She smiled supportively, "Now, let's get back to the lesson..."

The teen went back to day dreaming once again, but this time her thoughts were filled with monsters and cruel women. She couldn't get the image of her falling down a deep dark hole out of her head. She imagined never being able to crawl her way back out; Stuck there forever, while the world forgot her. Everyone moving on with their lives, while she was left behind in the dust. Last place in everything.

A tear rolled down her cheek as she sniffed and wiped it away. Her thoughts then drifted towards the infant. The smiling angel that was left with her hellish mother for the day. The thought made the teen frown. Her mother was definitely up to something and she couldn't help but shiver at the thought. She hated to think that Emma was being used as a pawn in her mother's sick and twisted game. Though she had no idea what it was about.

Celeste sighed as she looked at her peers, all of them getting on with their work. They all seemed so happy with their everyday lives and normal families. It made her wonder what made her mother the way she was.

The teen sighed again. Maybe she wouldn't tell Ladybug and Chat Noir about what she'd discovered. Not until she'd figured out what her mother was up to.

Marinette sighed as she sat with Alya, going over the various notes and research the duo had gone over for the past few hours. They both had been up since the early hours of the morning and had dark circles around their eyes as well as deep lines. Both women were walking zombies and were getting no where with their research, making them grumpy. Lila had kept everything under an air tight seal and the only way the women could crack it was if they knew who her daughter was. But so far that was a bust.

"Have you tried contacting all the hospitals?" Marinette asked.

"Yep and the schools," The other female groaned, "What if Lila gave her up for adoption? I mean, it is a possibility."

"She wouldn't have done that," The bluenette sighed as she hugged herself, "Lila may be a bitch, but she isn't heartless."

"True," The brunette agreed, "She would've killed our kids by now if she was."

"Please don't remind me," The bluenette shook her head as she tried to hold back the tears forcing to escape her eyes.

She missed just knowing that her baby was right there with her, safe and loved, and hated to think about how she was doing with Lila. She imagined her daughter scared and alone. But somehow she could tell Emma was ok. That she had someone looking out for her. And that made the bluenette feel a little better.

"Sorry, I know this has been hard on you," The brunette sighed, "But you're not alone on this one. I miss Percy too." She then noticed that the bluenette was holding back tears, making her sigh again.

"Hey? Why don't we focus on what's to come. Isn't it Emma's birthday next week?" She nudged her friend with a smile.

The bluenette nodded, a small smile on her face.

"I bet you and Adrien are super excited, I mean Nino and I would be!" She smiled, "So? What are you two planning?"

"Well...I don't know," Marinette replied, her face honest, "What if we don't get them back by then?"

"Don't think that way," Alya gave her best friend a hug, "I promise that we'll get them back by then. Plus, we don't need you worrying. Not when you're having another mini you."

The bluenette laughed at her friend's remark, before looking at her with sparkling eyes.

"I'm pretty sure this one'll look like Adrien," She smiled, "I think he was upset when Emma looked a lot like me, not that she acts like me."

"She acts a lot like him," The brunette chuckled, "Plus it'd be fun to have a mini Mari and Adrien. That way I can recreate photos!"

"Alya!" The bluenette pushed her friend to the side.

"What?" The brunette shrugged, "I have some good ones from high school. I'd love to see them kid version!"

"Just as long as there's no incest," Marinette warned.

"Like I'd encourage that!" The female scoffed.

"Alya, you literally had a stash of alcohol and condoms in your room when we were in high school," Marinette looked at her with a straight face.

"Hey, Miss I'm so perfect!" The brunette protested, "I remember you telling me you were pregnant after the night we went to a-"

"Shhh!" The bluenette blushed, "Fine, you win. Now, let's get back to cracking this mystery of who Lila's daughter is."

The two females then went back to the notes, but instead of having solemn faces, they were slightly cheerful. Bright even. The mood had lifted and now the both of them got on with their work contentedly. They saw the slightest glimmers of hope in their situation and seized them, knowing that they could be the key to finding their children.

The two women giggled as they cheered the other up, glad to have each other as well as their husbands.

Alix sighed as she looked through her files, when one name caught her attention. The name Celeste Rossi appeared on her register for the class of seventh graders she taught P.E, and she immediately heard an alarm bell go off in her head.

She knew Lila's last name was Rossi and that her name was quite unique a place like Paris. Especially since it was Italian. But that wasn't enough to be sure. The female peered around her office, checking if the coast was clear, before selecting the name. It showed a picture of a teen with dark brown hair and olive green eyes. Instead of wearing a natural smile, it looked forced and she could see the sadness in the teen's green eyes; they shimmered and had a dull edge to them.

The young woman then went onto her phone and found an old photo of Lila she had from high school. They had all gone to Alya's for dessert and she remembered how Nino had eaten a whole can of whipped cream, squirting it into his mouth. She chuckled at the memory. Alya had been super pissed, but she'd laughed with the rest of them when Nino ended up puking.

Alix then compared the two, making her gasp. They were extremely similar, especially the hair and eyes, but she could notice a few differences between the two and it did explain a lot about the teen. Why she was so quiet, why she often zoned out and even why she tried to please others. It was because her mother was Lila. Alix remembered how hard it was for Luka and Kagami to make a good impression on her when they began to hang out with them.

Tugging at her short hair, the female went to message her teammates when she froze. She'd seen how much they'd been stressing recently and she didn't know whether it was the bet thing to do. The adult bit her lip as she stared at the screen. It would be the right thing to do.

Sighing, the adult turned her phone off and went back to looking through her files. She'd tell the others when the right time came and it definitely wasn't right now.

Adrien and Nino laughed when they spotted their wives. Both were in stitches and were looking through some old photos.

"Hey, remember this one!" Alya showed Marinette a picture and she giggled.

It was from when they were in high school and had decided to throw another party, similar to the one they had before. This time they'd managed to snap a bunch of pictures, but this one topped them all. It was of the two of them, Adrien and Nino. They'd all fallen asleep and Chloe, Alix and Lila decided to throw a little prank on them.

They drew cat whiskers on Adrien and gave him a sleeping mask with eyelashes on it, had given Nino green face paint and a mostache, placed fox ears on Alya and threw some glitter over her, and had given Marinette a Chat Noir plushy, which she cuddled firmly.

"Definitely!" She breathed, "We gave Chloe, Alix and Lila a run for their money!"

Alya nodded before spotting the two guys, "Hey! We were just going through some old photos since we came to a dead end."

"We did too," Adrien sighed as he ran a hand through his blonde hair, "She's got everything under lock an key, like my father."

"But Alix could've found something," Nino smiled, "She does work at a school."

"Yeah, but there's hundreds in Paris," Marinette sighed as she played with a stray hair.

"But she has a good chance," Adrien smiled as he embraced her, "She does work close to where Lila used to live."

"Who knows," Alya shrugged before she hugged herself, "I just miss having my son around."

"Me too," Nino hugged her and placed a kiss on her head, "We'll find them."

Marinette stayed silent, her mind working as she thought about who Lila's daughter could be. She had seen multiple teens with brown hair, but she remembered seeing one with green eyes. But she didn't have any idea where. Was it a few days ago? Maybe month ago, when she needed child models.

The woman's mind kept thinking and thinking, and soon she feel asleep. Tired from all the day's work.

A/N: Sorry this is a little late guys! I was super busy yesterday and a bunch of stuff came up. Ugh! Anyway, I've got two weeks off, so I have plenty of time to update this story! Yay!

And have you guys seen the season 3 finale?! I literally cried! So much happened and with Adrien and Kagami and Marinette and Luka, my mind was just...wow. Though I have to say, I don't mind Lukanette, it's Adrigami. It just doesn't look right.

Then Master Fu left, and Chloe went from good to bad. It was a lot to take in. But it gave me a nice plot idea!

Well, that's all for today but I may update tomorrow.

Till next time,

D.L.D