Disclaimer: Don't own and never will.
AN1: Written for sctwilightvampwolfgal. I hope you like it.
AN2: Set post reveal.
AN3: This is my Christmas fic this year.
From the rooftops of Paris, Chat Noir ran a desperate journey.
He paid little attention to the people pointing up at him, pointing their cameras at the cat-themed superhero above them. Nor did he pay attention to the red and black spotted superheroine calling his name. He ignored the Santa's Grotto, the Christmas lights, everything but his destination.
"What exactly is up Chat?" Ladybug asked as he finally came to a halt by the hospital. He grinned at her and leapt into an alleyway.
"Chat!" she shouted after him with a hint of exasperation. She jumped down after him and watched his mask fall. With a huff of annoyance, she allowed hers to fall as well.
"Adrien! What the hell are you doing running about at this time of day? And why didn't you answer your baton? I was worried something!"
"It's nothing bad m'lady," Adrien said with a smile as he quickly dashed out of the alleyway. "Nothing bad at all."
"Then why? What is it that's so important you go running about in broad daylight and causing no end of panic?"
Adrien chuckled.
"In Paris? The city took Hawkmoth's attacks with hardly the blink of an eye. A Cataclysm-ic panic because of me is laughable."
"Seriously Adrien?" she asked with a groan. "You still haven't answered my question."
"Ah, well that would be telling," he replied with a smirk on his face. Marinette groaned.
"Yo Adrien, She's this way!" Kim shouted over to them with a wave. "Hey Marinette. You got my message!"
"Message?" Marinette asked, slightly distracted.
"Yeah. I tried to call you when the contractions started, but your phone was off," Kim said. A look of realisation crossed Marinette's face.
"Oh, you mean that…"
"Yup. It's happened," Kim paused when he saw the look on Adrien's face. "Come on, they're waiting for you."
"I can't believe Mylène has finally had her baby! After all this time! I bet Ivan is pleased! Is that why I saw you rushing by?"
"Sort of," Adrien said with a smile. "Sort of."
Ivan waved to the two as they entered the maternity ward of Hôpital universitaire Pitié-Salpêtrière. On the hospital bed next to him, Mylène lay holding her newborn child as he (or possibly she. They hadn't wanted to know which gender their child was going to be.) greedily drank away.
"She's in the next bed," Ivan told Adrien with a nod. "Marinette, meet Marie Bruel," he gestured to the baby feeding from Mylène.
"She's so sweet!" Marinette cooed as Adrien went to the next bed along. Then Ivan's words caught up with her. "Wait, someone else in our little group gave birth as well? But…"
"I heard the news," Alya said breathlessly as she ran (or rather waddled) into the room. She rubbed her pregnant stomach. "Can't wait for this little bump to come out," she said, before looking at Marinette. "Isn't it great? Two of us girls giving birth on the same day!"
"Two…?" Marinette asked slightly dazed. She had half expected Alya to be in the other bed. Stepping gently through the curtains separating the two beds, she saw Adrien gazing at his wife and newborn daughter.
Rose for her part, was gazing down at her almost too small baby, a look of joy on her face.
"Marinette, I'd like you to meet Jade," she said, tiredly gesturing to the sleeping child in her arms.
"And she's perfect. Just like her mother," Adrien said with a smile. Marinette allowed herself a small smile. No wonder Adrien was in such a rush!