Marinette sat at her computer reading over the content of a website she'd found on asexuality, it was actually fairly complex. While many asexuals didn't experience sexual attraction, a lot of them did experience romantic attraction of some kind, some didn't. Some only developed attraction to others once they formed a strong friendship with a person. In some ways Marinette almost wondered how Lynette was able to figure out that this was her sexual identity, there were so many aspects to it she found it a bit confusing.

"At least you guys are taking it better than my parents did," Lynette said.

"How did they react?" Tom had asked, he was now sitting next to Nathanael, watching the young brunette haired girl with a parent's caring gaze.

Lynette rolled her eyes with a heavy sigh as she responded, "what haven't they replied with? They said I can't be asexual because I'm not a starfish. Then they switched over to calling me a robot. Then I got asked if I was raped, when I denied it they forced me to be examined by a gynecologist. Then they concluded I wasn't raped but I must've been assaulted by someone, forced me into therapy and shoving pills down my throat. The pills actually made me depressed and that's why I—" she drifted off and bit her lip as she glanced to Kim.

"I did something two summers ago. Worst part is the one person I felt I could reach out to I probably hurt in the process," Lynette admitted.

Kim shook his head and offered Lynette a smile as he revealed, "I was glad you did. I just wish I'd known all of this sooner."

Nino looked to Tom as he asked, "So what do we do here, Mr. Dupain?"

"Right now, all we can do is offer support, and my prior offer still stands, Lynette. If you're ever feeling like you just need to get away even for a few minutes, that bakery door can be opened after store hours. Just knock," Tom answered.

Lynette nodded.

Adrien and Nathanael had both put their phone numbers into Lynette's phone, telling her to call or text anytime if she wasn't feeling well.

Marinette fit her lower lip, all of this was pretty good but it still wasn't resolving the main issue: Lynette still had to go home after school every day. She still had to face that every day, and what happened to her during the weekends? The first five weeks of school was nearly over and Marinette shuttered to think of what her new friend would endure over the weekend. They'd made progress in some marginal ways since the big scene her mom made at the first week, or was this just the calm before the storm? The thought was quickly pushed from her mind as she turned off her computer and crawled up the ladder. She shifted her pug, Tikki, over on her bed so she could climb in and sleep.

It was nearly midnight when Adrien's phone screen lit up and the device gave a long screeching meow. Adrien groaned as he rolled onto his stomach, pulling the pillow over his head to drown out the sound. The electronic gave another screeching meow, then another, and yet another.

The model's sleep drunk brain began to register what was happening. He was getting texts late at night, and he was pretty sure that whatever was being sent to him, it was urgent if they kept sending texts so fast.

Groggily he reached over to the night table and picked up his phone, glancing at the screen as he began to read the messages, what was showing up on his screen woke him up faster than a bucket of ice water being dumped onto his body.

He sat straight up in bed as he quickly reread the messages before quickly typing out a reply.

Unknown Number: Adrien I hope you're up.

Unknown Number: I don't know where I am. Last thing I remember was being at a shoot.

Unknown Number: It's Lynette

Unknown Number: I guess you're asleep, I'm sorry.

Adrien felt his blood run cold. She was texting him this late at night? Either she was suicidal or something was seriously wrong.

He began to text back but decided against it and dialed her number instead.

The line picked up but she didn't say anything, Adrien could faintly hear that she was indeed crying. The one thing that melted him faster than Marinette's smile was hearing or seeing a girl cry, he just couldn't handle it and had to make it right. In a calm soothing tone he greeted her, "I'm sorry Lynette. I was asleep but I'm awake now. Can you see any landmarks?"

"I don't know," Lynette replied as she glanced around she spotted what looked like a movie theater and told him as such.

In his mind Adrien began mentally trying to paint a picture of what she was seeing, as he quickly threw on a pair of jeans over the boxers he'd been sleeping in. He was fastening the belt as she mentioned a few other buildings, a smile crossed his face.

"I know where you are. Stay right there. The Gorilla and I are gonna come get you," Adrien stated as he grabbed the nearest shirt he could reach and quickly pulled it on, keeping the phone at his ear as he did so.

"Bring Nathalie too," Lynette requested.

Adrien paused for a moment before asking, "Why do we need Nathalie? I'm just picking you up and bringing you here for the night, right?"

"I should probably see a doctor," Lynette admitted.

Adrien felt his mouth go dry as a thought came to his mind, he wanted to ignore that thought. He wanted to tell himself he was being crazy that there was no way that had happened.

Cautious of his tone, Adrien asked her, "Lynette, what aren't you telling me?"

At this she began to break down, he could scarcely make out what she was saying, he thought she said that she was sore.

He sat on the edge of his bed, and coaxed her, "shh. You gotta take slow steady breaths. I'm not understanding right now. Slow deep breaths, relax, try to calm down."

"I-I'm sore- down there," Lynette whimpered in a coherent sentence.

Adrien's eyes clenched shut at the confession. Why? He was a model for a rival company but why hadn't he insisted on staying with her for her shoot? Why had they all just gone home and done their own thing? Why hadn't he sent the Gorilla or someone to check in on her? Why hadn't he suggested that Kim stop by her shoot after his practice? Why did this even happen? Her parents, that's why. Adrien felt his rage bubbling up in his chest, but what would've scared him if the situation were any different was that he was so angry he was actually calm.

"I'll bring Nathalie," Adrien stated, after what felt like a decade to the girl on the other end of the phone line.

He stood up and left his room making his way towards Nathalie's, "Just stay on the phone with me, keep talking. Weather, cats, your favourite food. I don't care, just keep talking so I know you're okay."

He listened to her talking about whatever came to mind as he knocked on Nathalie's door and mouthed, "emergency. We have to go."

Nathalie was confused for a moment before she nodded in agreement and closed her door. Briefly Adrien thought of how it was fortunate that Nathalie hadn't gone home that night. Some nights she did but when his father would have a particularily hectic day she stayed the night. He'd questioned why many times but now he was just plain grateful.

He then knocked on the Gorilla's door, the burly man whose torso seemed drastically disproportionate to his body grunted in response when Adrien mouthed, "emergency, let's go, now."

He then headed downstairs to wait for the two adults by the front of the mansion's doors, he slipped on his shoes not bothering to untie them and tie them back up again, he didn't usually and he knew he'd be scolded for it later. He didn't care. This wasn't running over to a friend's house, this was running to a friend's assistance.

He bit his lip a little as he quickly tapped on a button on his phone to bring up his home screen then texted Marinette and Alya.

Adrien: Meet me at Paris Saint-Joseph.

Adrien: It's an emergency.

Adrien: Lynette texted me just 10 minutes ago.

Adrien: SOS

Marinette: I'll wake Papa.

Alya: Girl, can you come get me? My mom will skin me if I try to wake her.

Marinette: Maybe you should stay home then, Alya?

Alya: … when you're right, you're right.

Ouch! Even as hard assed as his old man was given the situation he was sure he'd understand.

The Gorilla and Nathalie met Adrien in the front Foyer and he opened the door to the mansion as he spoke to the terrified girl, "We're leaving now, Lynette. We'll be there soon."

Lynette nodded, not trusting herself to speak only then realizing how foolish that gesture was, he couldn't see her! "Okay," she managed to force out.

The pain wasn't getting any worse but the discomfort was definitely real, she hadn't wanted this. Not even close to it. She'd wanted to die a virgin, how beautiful would that have been? But the way she felt, the fact that her stomach and back didn't hurt meant she didn't have her period, she knew that much, but she knew she had bled, that coupled with the pain meant only one thing far as she knew.

Her mind began to wander as she thought back on the the past weeks and realized she'd just finished her cycle the prior week, but she'd also needed to take an antibiotic for a mild bout of strep throat, she'd been on birth control to help with the pain of ovarian cysts for the past six months, but even she knew enough to know that antibiotics would reduce the effectiveness of birth control.