Penguin: Hello everyone! Here's an update for today! :D Remember that I'm updating on Thursday instead of Friday this week because I will be going to Orlando for GradBash. Let's get to the reviews!

IZZY: I can't say anything :s Ikr?

Pinksakura271: They really are. Not every single person is gonna be the same. He didn't bury her because he was crazy, he buried her because she died from trusting the wrong man, which is why he doesn't want Marinette to do the same with Adrien. Well if I needed a loan, I'd ask someone. And Marinette doesn't know EVERYTHING about him. The only thing she doesn't know is about when he was in the military...and how many women he slept with.

Cascade00: I mean, we'll see what happens. I might do it, I might not. It's a possibility. Maybe he does feel that way.

Obsidiandragon182005: There's more to come. Trust me. Nope. I don't blame her.

SJJSpice1: Yup. Always. I think it's because she has trust issues. It's personal because he's had someone die because of trusting the wrong man. Because he cares deeply about Marinette. No, he doesn't. Maybe he doesn't know what love is anymore because of what happened. Maybe! It's here! XOXO :D

~Responses to MSM~

I honestly do not remember which review I answered last. Prom night is still affecting my sleep.

Reginavilla04: Thank you! I would ship that. So much. You're welcome!

Navirina: Don't cry! And it's both. Trust me. Ikr?! Don't do that! I love him too.

Izzy: THANK YOU!

LadybugLover21: Now that's a bit too far. I didn't make hr mean in that one. I would really love to know what happened to her mother.

Mayuralover: I am so sorry. xD

Pinksakura271: I know! Aw, I'm brilliant? ~blushes~ Thank you! She really did. He was hurt. He was being salty.

Cool: Thank you.

IZZY: Don't cry! xD And I love you!

Chloe Bourgeois gazed across the street at the old fire station. Marinette Dupain-Cheng had sure been determined. She went through five buildings, touring them all with her guard right at her side, before she stopped at this place.

"And the guard is gone," Chloe murmured as she watched the fellow hurry away. Since Adrien Agreste had strode into that old fire station a few moments before, the guard's departure wasn't a real big surprise.

But…Detective Nathanael didn't trust Agreste. He thought the man was guilty as sin. Maybe it wasn't safe for Marinette to be alone with him. Chloe eased open her card door. Then she headed swiftly across the street. Her phone was at her ear as she entered the alley.

"Hey, Nathanael, it's me." She didn't wait for him to respond but hurried to add, "Marinette was looking for a new building to rent. She stopped at the old fire station on Ninth, and Agreste just joined her."

"Are they there alone?"

"I think so. I'm going in for a closer look."

"Be careful," he warned her. Always. Chloe eased into the alley. Maybe there was a window back there that she could use for a little observation. She tucked her phone into her pocket and took a few more steps forward. Yes. There was a window. One covered in grime. She leaned toward the bricks, trying to ease up closer to that window so that she could see-

Someone grabbed her from behind. A rough hand closed over her mouth. "You shouldn't get involved in business that doesn't concern you," a snarling voice- a male voice- grated in her ear. She reacted immediately, driving her elbow back into her attacker's mid-section. He grunted and his hold eased, just for a moment. She jerked away from him. Chloe grabbed for her weapon as she spun to face the man who-

He shoved a knife into her chest. Chloe's fingers squeezed the trigger, but her attacker was already lunging away from her. Her knees hit the ground. The gun slid from her trembling fingers and fell beside her. Her blood soaked her, and Chloe didn't even have the strength to scream.

When the gunfire blasted, Adrien grabbed Marinette. He pulled her against his chest and curved his body protectively around hers. One thunderous blast…then, nothing. He glanced over his shoulder. That gunshot had come from out back, in the alley.

Adrien shoved back his coat and pulled out his own weapon. "Wh-when did you start carrying that?" Marinette asked him. Her eyes looked huge- and scared. "I always carry it. I just usually made sure you didn't see it before." Because he hadn't wanted to frighten her away. But this moment wasn't about reassuring Marinette. It was about finding out what the hell was happening in that alley.

He pushed open the rear door, but he made sure to stay low. To stay covered and-

"She's hurt!" Marinette's cry. Adrien had seen the woman, too. A cop in uniform sprawled on the dirty ground. Marinette tried to lunge toward the woman, but Adrien kept her back. "Wait…" Because whoever had injured the cop could still be close by. Waiting to strike again.

He looked to the left. To the right. A weak woman escaped from the woman, and, at that sound, Marinette sprang away from him. She hit her knees beside the cop and reached for the knife in the woman's chest.

"Don't!" Adrien ordered as he lunged forward. His left hand flew up, locking around hers. "Leave the blade in."

"What?" Marinette demanded, expression shocked. "We have to help her! She's dying!"

"And she'll die faster if you pull out the knife." He'd seen attacks like this before. "It's Chloe," Marinette whispered. "Chloe Bourgeois. She took me home last night." And she apparently stayed around to keep an eye on Marinette.

He released Marinette's hand. "Call 911," he told her. "Tell them that a cop is down." They'd haul ass getting to that location then. He kept his gun in his right hand. The attacker had to be close. He wanted to break away and search for the son of a bitch, but Chloe was choking on her own blood then.

Shit.

He tilted Chloe's head. Tried to help her breathe. Blood covered her lips. Her eyes were hazy, pain-filed. "It's going to be all right," Adrien told her. He wanted the words to be true and not a fucking lie, but the had known exactly what he was doing when he attacked. The knife had plunged straight into her heart and…Adrien leaned forward.

The bastard had twisted the blade. For maximum damage and maximum pain. "The ambulance is coming," Marinette whispered. "Help's coming, Chloe. Just hold on." Marinette's fingers curled around Chloe's hand. Chloe's breathing seemed so ragged and loud.

That bleary gaze of hers flickered to Adrien, then it darted over his shoulder. "You saw him," Adrien said. Chloe's breathing wasn't quite so loud. Her gaze darted over his shoulder again. "He ran that way?" Her lips parted. She tried to speak. "Chloe?" Marinette cried. "Chloe?"

Chloe's eyes were still open. Still looking over Adrien's shoulder. But the officer was dead. In the distance, an ambulance's siren wailed. Too late. Too fucking late. He surged to his feet. Spun toward the snaking alley that Chloe had been looking at in her very last moment.

You couldn't have gone far, you son of a bitch. "Take this," Adrien told Marinette. He shoved his gun into her hands. "Stay with the cop. Help's not far away." But he wouldn't waste any more time. "No! You need a weapon!" He yanked out his back-up weapon from his ankle holster. "I've got it covered." Then Adrien took off running down that alley even as Marinette shouted his name.

Chloe fired her gun. Did she hit you, asshole? Did she? He glanced down and saw the spatter of blood drops. She did. And I'm gonna follow your fucking trail of blood until I find you. "Adrien!" Marinette yelled. He kept running. He was ending this, before Marinette was the one he found dead in a blood-soaked alley.

Penguin: ...Wow. Just wow. I'm shocked. Thank you guys for reading! And one more thing. I'd really like to know out of all of the stories I've written, which one is your favorite? c: Bye guys!