As Marinette walked home, she noticed a cop was yelling at some kid just across the street from her, claiming the kid had tried to pickpocket some poor woman, and that if the kid didn't confess they'd have some problems.

Marinette couldn't help but watch. She knew better than to interfere, she couldn't risk getting in trouble. Luckily, some lady who had apparently witnessed the whole thing stepped in.

"He's just a kid, let him go! He didn't do anything wrong." She told the cop. "How could a little kid even try to pickpocket someone? He's still got that squeaky voice! No little kid could pull something like that off."

The cop was about to answer, but then the kid kicked him and ran. Marinette was kind of glad she hadn't been the one to say something.

"Hey, get back here!" The cop yelled. He turned to the woman who had just been saying the kid did nothing wrong. "You idiot! Now that kid is going to get away, without any punishments, and who's going to get blamed? ME!"

He turned away and chased after the kid, obviously angry. The poor woman who had almost been pickpocketed was left to stare in shock at what had just happened. The other woman, the one who helped the kid escape, simply walked away.

The cops could handle this one, they didn't need Ladybug. It was just a little kid trying to pickpocket someone. No big deal.

About half an hour had passed since the incident with the cop. Marinette was kind of worried. There were so many negative emotions, there was bound to be an akuma. She started to wish she had said something, but she probably would've made it worse.

"It's okay, Marinette. There's nothing you could've said or done that would've helped them." Tikki reassured her. "Turning into Ladybug would've been pointless, there's no way that child outran the cop."

Marinette sighed and flopped onto her bed, her phone in her hand.

"I know, Tikki, but that doesn't stop me from worrying. What if someone got akumatized?" She asked.

Tikki flew over to Marinette and sat down. "You've got your phone right there, you can just check." Tikki told her, her tiny little hand gesturing to her phone.

"But I wouldn't doubt there's an akuma, that cop didn't seem to pleased by that woman's actions."

And sure enough, there was an akuma terrorizing the streets of Paris. Marinette groaned. She'd never get a break at this rate. Not to mention her date with Adrien was in an hour.

The akuma called himself The Jailer. Hawk Moth was really losing his touch when it came to naming akumas. Marinette figured since he's called The Jailer he's probably going to jail people.

It wouldn't take a genius to figure that one out.

She sighed. "Tikki, transform me!"

Adrien was just finishing up at the photoshoot when he heard the screams.

Oh come on! Another akuma? He groaned. He had a date later and he didn't want to miss it because of a stupid akuma. But of course, he wouldn't leave his lady to fight it alone. Grabbing his jacket from a nearby bench, he fled from the photoshoot, as did his photographer.

He crouched down by a tree and opened up his jacket to let Plagg out. "I suppose we have to fight the akuma then?" Plagg sighed. Adrien nodded. "Plagg, transform me!"

Ladybug and Chat were fighting side by side, yet again. They couldn't tell where the akuma was hiding, but they'd figure it out eventually. "We have to hurry this up, Chat." Ladybug said, breathing heavily. "And why's that, M'lady?" He asked.

He was a bit surprised when she said, "I have a date and I can't miss it."

"Oh, really? Me too!" He exclaimed happily. At least that meant that either way he wouldn't have a chance with his lady. But that doesn't mean he wouldn't wait for her, or that he wouldn't love her. He had feelings for both her and Marinette.

"Does this mean you'll stop calling me Bugaboo?" She asked excitedly.

Chat reached for his staff. "Not a chance, Bugaboo."

She groaned, but they continued to fight.

They had both used their special powers and only had a few minutes before they transformed back. "Ugh, I'll be back in a moment." Ladybug said, her earrings beeping. She zipped away to a nearby building and out of sight.

Okay so first of all, Chat can't exactly fight this akuma on his own.

Second of all, Chat can't exactly fight this akuma on his own. Using his staff, he leapt away to a building, only two minutes left on his ring. The akuma followed him, a cage now in its hands.

Oh geez, if he got caught in that cage… It could get bad. He landed on a roof and started running, only to have his fears become a reality. He jumped back with a girly squeal as a magical cage landed around him. This was very not good.

What was taking Ladybug so long?

Great, so he's stuck in a cage (as was half of Paris,) and he's about to detransform. Thankfully, the akuma had left to go find someone else to shove into a cage.

Oh no… What if he found Ladybug or Marinette?

His transformation wore off and his kwami searched the outside of the cage, trying to find a lock. But, with the luck of a black cat, there wasn't one anywhere.

Marinette was running from The Jailer. She hadn't made it too far from where she last saw Chat before she was swooped up in its large gloved hands, unable to break free. It leapt up to a nearby building, where she saw a cage. There was a golden haired boy sitting in there with his head down.

No way… was that Adrien? The Jailer waved his free hand at the cage and some bars disappeared. He threw Marinette inside the cage, where she cried out in pain, and the bars reappeared before she could lift her head.

Adrien ran over to help her, a worried look on his face. "Marinette! Are you okay?" He asked.

Marinette, luckily, only had a few visible injuries, but her ankle felt horrible. She didn't want him to worry about her, but she shook her head, gasping for air as tears fell down her face. She began to stand, using the bars to pull herself up.

She immediately fell back down, a small scream escaping her lips. Her ankle felt like it was on fire, and when she looked down at it, she realized why. Her ankle must've been sprained- maybe even broken. It was covered in red, purple and blue.

Adrien looked down at her ankle and a small gasp escaped his lips. "O-oh that's not good…"

He pulled Marinette into a hug, trying to comfort her and take her mind off the pain. Her sobs were muffled against his shoulder, and her nails dug into his back. She was sitting up straight, with the help of Adrien, but otherwise she could hardly move.

"Hey, it's going to be okay." He said soothingly, rubbing his thumb against the back of her head to calm her down. "Ladybug will fix this shortly, and then we can take you to the hospital."

Marinette's sobs got worse. "S-she's not coming. She got t-thrown into a cage just as she d-detransformed and there's no w-way s-she'll be able to transform anytime s-soon." She said, in between sobs.

Adrien couldn't believe his ears. That meant that Marinette must know who his lady was… But now was not the time for that. His princess was hurt and no one was coming to save them.

"B-But Chat Noir might c-come." Marinette said. It sounded like she was trying to reassure herself more than anything.

Adrien hugged Marinette tighter. "I don't think he's coming… He was thrown into a cage as his civilian self and I don't know if he's able to transform again."

Marinette's nails were sending sharp pains down his back as they dug in further. The sound of her sobbing was so horrible, he wished there was something he could do.

"I'm so sorry Marinette…" He whispered.

He gently let go of her, her head now resting on the bars of the cage.

"I hope you wont think of me differently because of what I'm about to do." He said, avoiding eye contact.

"W-What?" The look of confusion on her pale face, and worry in her beautiful bluebell eyes… There's no way she'd forgive him for this.

"Plagg," He whispered, "Transform me."