This was a suggestion by an Anon on tumblr!

I don't really like antagonizing Lila like that so it's a kinda different prompt than the Anon sugested it. Lila doesn't really give me a reason to dislike her, the character itself, I mean, and even in an AU I find it really hard to make her a villain.
I hope you like it regardless.

"Aaaaaaand, action!"

Marinette groaned as she sleepily reached out to the other side of the bed.

"Mmmmh Adrien?", she mumbled, not bothering to keep her eyes open since her eyelids were too heavy, "Adrien… Please… Emma's crying…"

The cries of the baby sounded eerie in the dark night but Marinette was used to it. Normally she got up just fine just-… Today, her legs wouldn't move.

"Adrieeeeeeeen…", she whined, now finally opening her eyes with a sigh as her hand still patted over the empty mattress. He couldn't lay this far away from her…

Instantly, her mind switched to worried as she didn't find Adrien on his side but still heard Emma crying. Was he having problems with the baby? With another groan she sat up, swinging her legs out of the bed and yawning before standing up. She swayed and caught herself on the wall in front of her, furrowing her eyebrows. She was feeling dizzy and uncoordinated. But she hadn't had any alcohol in the evening, she was still breastfeeding.

Hm, maybe just her circulation, that could happen sometimes.

She took a minute to steady herself, then slowly straightened up. Somehow, she felt drugged but that couldn't be. Emma's cries still sounded through their apartment and she slowly inched towards the door, rubbing her eyes while walking on shaky feet.

"Mmmh, don't worry, sweetie, Maman's on her way.", she huffed, then tried again after another glance back to the empty bed, "Adrien, are you already with her?"

Leaning against the doorframe she listened into the hallway. Emma's cries began sounding weird and instantly, Marinette's worry woke her up entirely. Sleepy or not, she was a mother and her baby needed her. With faster but still wobbly steps she walked down the hallway, reaching the nursery they had made for Emma. One glance into the dark room made an icy shiver run down her spine.

Adrien wasn't here.

She stepped inside and to the crib to look down at her daughter. The infant screamed and cried, somehow in weirdly high-pitched tones so she quickly reached inside and lifted her up, laying her against her shoulder to cuddle her tightly and bounce her up and down a bit to calm her.

"Shh, shh, kitten, Maman's here. I'm here, sweets, I'm here, no need to cry, shh…"

The baby only slowly calmed down, to the point where hiccups shook the little baby, until then Marinette was fully awake and had shaken off the heavy feeling. With careful steps she explored their apartment, the baby securely pressed against her chest. Adrien was nowhere to be found.

Now scared she jogged back into their bedroom, about to grab her phone and call him but before she could reach her nightstand she stepped on something. It cracked and suddenly a hot pain stung up her leg, causing her to cry out. In an instant, Emma began crying again and she softly placed her daughter securely in the middle of their bed before switching on Adrien's lamp on the nightstand to inspect what had hurt her.

Dimmed light enabled her to kneel down on the floor and make out a shattered syringe, small glass shards lying embedded in the carpet.

With furrowed eyebrows she sat back and looked down to her bare foot, grimacing at the blood she saw on her sole.

But before her mind could even switch to caring for her wound her head shot up, realizing what's happened here. Adrien and her went to bed in the evening after bringing Emma to bed. He wasn't here anymore and she found a syringe on the floor. She felt drugged when she woke up.

Oh-… Oh god…

With a swift movement she sat on the edge of the bed again, one hand finding to her daughter's stomach to calm them both again but also to make sure she was still there. The baby still cried but it had turned into soft sniffling and helpless flailing.

After she was sure Emma would be okay she grabbed her phone and called the police.

"And you're sure he's not just run off? I dunno, maybe he had a weird vibe in the middle of the night and just had to-…", Alya made a helpless gesture with her hands, "… Go?"

Marinette sighed tiredly, shaking her head while leaning back on her best friend's couch.

"Alya, I already told you, I stepped into a syringe on the floor. He left his phone there and nothing of his clothes is missing. Plus, we had to give up our career for Emma months ago and we both don't miss it. I doubt the urge to-… I dunno, go out at night hunting stayed. It's-… It's just so obvious…"

"I know, I know…", the brunette huffed and let her head fall back, "I just-… Tried to find a nicer option than kidnapping…"

The woman shook her head and shrugged.

"Well… It's-… I know he has some people who're not really fond of him, with being a model and having a famous dad and all that.", she sniffled and brushed over her eyes another time, "I just-… I never thought… I thought we were… And I n-never, I mean-…"

Alya quickly slid closer and wrapped her arm around her best friend's shoulders, snuggling her closer. They leant their heads against each other so that Marinette could still watch Nino walking around with the tiny bundle that was her sleeping daughter, trying to make her sleep for another few hours after tonight's happenings. Before a tear could roll down her cheek Marinette managed a small smile as Nino cooed down to the slumped bundle in his arms, fully unaware of the two women watching him.

"It's gonna be okay, Mari…", Alya mumbled, fondly watching her husband take care of her best friend's child, "We'll find Adrien in no time. I'm sure he'll be fine."

Marinette sniffled another time before hugging Alya back, burying her face in her best friend's hair.

"I-… I hope so…"

Nino came over to the couch and readjusted Emma to lay snuggly against his chest, steadied by his arm while brushing over her back with his now free hand.

"I know so, Mari. It's gonna be okay."

He leant closer, wrapping his arm around both women and letting his hand come to a rest on Alya's shoulder, resting Emma's legs on Marinette's thigh. The young woman huffed a snort and turned a little away from Alya to place a hand on Emma's knee, smiling at the contact with her daughter. It was reassuring to have her friends caring for both of them like this.

"… Thanks, you two…"

They stayed tightly entangled on the couch until Marinette eventually passed out on Alya's shoulder as well.

"Still nothing?", Marinette sighed. Adrien had been missing for three days now and the police still didn't find a clue.

"We're very sorry, Mrs. Agreste, but we're doing the best we can to find Mr. Agreste as soon as possible."

Marinette remained silent for a moment, feeling a tear roll down her cheek. Then she straightened her shoulders and nodded.

"Alright, thank you."

The policeman hung up and the woman slumped against the kitchen counter, rubbing over her face with both hands after putting her phone away. Alya stepped into the room, Emma securely in her arms, and pressed her lips together as Marinette shook her head.

"… Oh…"

The two remained silent until a little sniffle sounded from Marinette, causing Alya to turn to her and carefully place the baby in her arms.

"It's gonna be okay, Mari, promise. We'll find him and if we have to turn Paris upside down."

The woman solemnly cuddled her child close, burying her face on Emma's tiny shoulder as the infant chortled and flailed around a bit. She held her closer before lowering her down to lay in her arms again.

"I-… I just don't know where I should take the hope anymore. The police don't have a clue, Adrien would never leave me and-… I-… I just don't know how to raise a child w-without him…"

"Hey, wow, wow.", Alya's stern expression startled Marinette a little, "Nothing is set in stone yet. We'll find that idiot and you're gonna be happy with him and have at least two more children and everything's gonna be alright. You don't know where to take the hope? Well, take it from my reassurance. If I'm telling you it's gonna be okay, it will be. Understood?"

She hesitantly nodded, carefully bopping Emma's tiny nose to make the baby smile. As she giggled the corners of Marinette's mouth rose as well.

"Thanks, Alya…"

It was three in the morning when Marinette got startled out of her sleep because of a knock on the door. With a dizzy and sleepy mind, she got up from the couch, stretching and yawning before taking a step.

She wasn't really sure if she should go check the door since it was still her friends' apartment but a glance into Nino's and Alya's bedroom told her they were still sleeping.

Before she went to at least check the spyhole she went to throw a glance into the makeshift nursery her friends had set up in Alya's office. Emma was comfortably tugged in and Marinette smiled when she gently brushed over her daughter's cheek. The baby sighed in her sleep and her little fist twitched, causing the woman to bend down and press a little kiss to her forehead.

Only then, she approached the door, unsure at the hour. Maybe she had misheard? Surely there wouldn't be anyone out at three in the morning, especially not wanting something from them so early. But maybe it was the police? Maybe they had found something!

Forgetting the spyhole in her eager hope, she opened the door after hearing another knock sounding. But when she recognized who stood in front of her door, her heart stopped beating momentarily. The blonde hair was the first thing jumping at her with full force. Then these radiant green eyes.

"Adrien…", it fell from her lips before she could restrain herself. Tears welled up and she stepped forward but froze immediately at a cold, hard thing pressed against her temple.

"Not another step.", a female voice warned and Adrien shrugged, smiling.

"What-…", Marinette forced out, trying to look to the side to see who was holding her at gunpoint.

A cold wave washed over her back as she recognized Lila, smirking evilly.

"… You.", the woman heard herself say, her voice suddenly turning into a hateful snarl. Lila laughed as she stepped between Adrien and Marinette, the gun staying pointed at her head.

"Yes, surprise.", the brunette grinned as she squared her shoulders, "After all that you've done it's finally my turn. Do you really think I wouldn't be able to sniff you out after you put down your hunter career to become a mother? Do you really think I'd be that dense? But I gotta say, your cover was even good enough to fool your friends."

"My friends know of Adrien and me.", Marinette growled, her fists clenching, "Speaking of, why's he here and-… So-…"

"I erased his memory.", Lila shrugged, "He doesn't have a clue who he was or who you are. But I wanted you to see him while I destroy you."

A tear rolled down her cheek as Marinette's attention drew back to her husband who dumbly smiled at her.

"Adrien-… Adrien, please-… Emma's inside. You-… You're a father. I need you, please, please snap out of it…", she pleaded but Lila merely cackled, shaking her head.

"Not a chance, hunter. And now say goodbye to him. I'm sick of seeing you in this world.", she grinned, "Bye, bye."

And then she pulled the trigger.

The empty clicking signaled Marinette to loosen her shoulders and she waited for a little moment, then she grinned.

"Holy shit, you scared me."

Lila laughed, lowering the prop and immediately going to hug her.

"Gosh, you scared me! Your acting is sometimes too well for your own good."

Adrien chuckled, patting both women's heads as he was taller than both of them.

"I seriously had a shiver running down my spine as you two said your lines. It was so hard to keep smiling!"

"Pfft, says the model boy who literally smiles to earn money.", Marinette mocked as she parted from Lila, jumping off the set, closely followed by her two co-actors.

"Hey, that's something entirely different!"

"Uh-huh, sure."

Lila breathed through and rolled her shoulders, giving the prop to a set assistant and thanking them.

"Woah, what a season finale. Get the squad together and go for a drink now? I really need to celebrate this."

Adrien grinned, slumping his arms over both women's shoulders.

"Yeah, killing is hard, isn't it?"

Both women rolled their eyes and laughed, Lila quickly spinning out from under his arm.

"Don't tempt me, Agreste. And now let's go celebrate the finale!"