Penguin: Hello everyone! Let's get to the reviews!

~Responses to MSM~

LadybugLover21: Thank you for your respect. Well I say that if the girl is thirteen and pregnant, she could give the baby up for adoption. Killing is wrong. And it's alright. I respect your opinion. You did the same for me, and I'd do the same for you.

Pinksakura271: Thank you! If you go on your phone, you won't see it. If you go on your computer, you should see it at the top. It'll ask you the question and it'll say vote now and then you click on that and see the options. :D I'm sorry about that, but I didn't know until I went on my computer and saw it for myself. Well, she's scared. I don't blame her. But you did know. :P I'd want a girl first too. I'm a twin, so I thought that I'd make her have twins.

~Responses to MMTT~

InfinitiLuxLuna: I think it goes both ways for me. Yeah, go Mari! Don't let me influence you xD You do you boo boo. Thank you! Another one? Uhhhhhh. There's a poll on which story you guys want me to post next, so go on your computer and vote!

SJJSpice1: Hahaha xD We'll know soon! I promise! It's not the next chapter, I'll let you guys know which chapter it is. Once I finish writing the next one. It's right here! XOXO

Guest: Thank you! You reread it? Aw! :D I WOULD LOVE THAT. Problem is, I don't have an instagram :s But I checked yours out and you're an amazing artist! If you want, you could PM me or I can give you my email on PM.

But she did. Marinette fucking vanished. Two days passed, and the cops didn't find her. "He was clever," Nino said as he guided Adrien to the car. They were at the hospital's exit. Finally. The doctors didn't want him to leave the hospital.

Fuck what they wanted. He tried to leave the day before, and he tore open his wound. Blood had spurted and the nurses had sedated him. Again. "The guy kept his face averted from the cameras," Nino told him, "and he had a surgical cap and mask on the whole time."

Adrien slid into the car. The fresh stitches in his chest pulled, but he ignored the pain. He could only focus on one thing then- Marinette. Nino slid into the front seat. The car eased into traffic. "The cops think she's already dead." Adrien had heard the whispers when Nathanael got his updates.

As soon as they hit the forty-eight hour mark on Marinette's abduction, the cops had stopped looking for a live body. "It's…it's been a long time, Adrien," Nino said softly. "A lot can happen during all of those hours…"

Adrien's hands fisted. He didn't want to imagine what had happened to Marinette. "She's okay." He had to think that way. Had to think of her being alive. Because if he let the fear take over… I'll lose my damn mind. "I'm going to find her." He'd already reassigned every agent that he had.

Finding Marinette was their priority. He'd been pulling strings and starting the search for her even when the doctors had been sewing him up. Nino slanted a fast glance his way when the vehicle stopped at a red light. "We've got eyes on the choreographer and the doctor in Paris. Both guys have been going to work, business as usual for them."

It wasn't business as fucking usual. "If one of them had her…the guy would still be with her." If she's alive. Adrien heard the words that Nino didn't say. "Could be just that it's not them. Her stalker could be anyone." Nino kept talking as he drove them through the Chicago streets. "Some freak who saw her model and fixated on her."

Adrien's gaze slid to the window. "I want the plane ready to depart within the next two hours." The car braked at another red light. "Boss, you know that you're not clear to travel. The doctors didn't want to let you out-"

"We're going to Paris." Because that was where the nightmare had started for Marinette. "Have the plane ready." The killer had aimed for Adrien's heart with that bullet. The bullet had missed its target, barely. But when the son of a bitch had taken Marinette…

You cut out my fucking heart. He wanted his heart back. He'd get it back.

The handcuffs cut into Marinette's wrists. She'd lost track of time again. She tried counting the minutes before, a little trick to try and stay sane, but it hadn't helped. There was no light. Only a complete darkness. It was cold. So cold there in her prison.

Her wrists had stopped bleeding. She thought that the blood might help her slip out of the cuffs. It hadn't. Her lips were cracked. Broken. Her stomach ached, but at least it had stopped growling.

She hadn't eaten. Hadn't been given a drop to drink. She'd been taken. Then…left.

Forgotten in the dark. She tried yelling before. Screaming. She screamed until her voice had broken. Her hands were looped around some kind of thick, metal pole. She kicked it and kicked it. Jerked and pulled. Nothing.

He's just going to leave me down here. Until I starve. It would be a slow death. Death in darkness. She tried to look through the dark. To see beyond it. Marinette didn't want this to be her last memory. She wanted to remember Adrien.

Adrien. He'd find her, eventually. She didn't doubt that. If he survived that gunshot. He had to survive. He had to.

Adrien would heal. He'd get out of the hospital. Then he would look for her. She hated to think about what he would find.

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