Hi everyone,

Here is the second part of the chapter. It's still longer than usual but I just couldn't stop and I've been waiting to use that last part since I wrote chapter tree. I hope you like t. Please comment!

Disclaimer: I don't own miraculous Ladybug

Adrien was petrified. The man almost killed his entire family. And now he would have to see him twice a week? This had to be a nightmare. A bad dream. Wake up. Wake up. WAKE. UP. Sadly, that didn't work. He had to deal with this. How? He had no idea. Still, if he could fight crime without a shiver he could face this. He was a superhero. At least that's what he told himself.

"I'm happy to meet you Agreste." Agreste. 'the plague that is your family'. Shit. He knew who he was. This was it. He was dead. Running seemed like the only reasonable course of action. Before he could ruin it all again. You see after the incident all his friends had dumped him, scared to be related to him in any way. It was probably their parents fault but he had felt so alone when his home town had turned its back on him. He needed them but once again he was abandoned. Just as he readied himself to follow his instincts the door-bell rang and a gentle hand was on his shoulder. It was Chloe. She'd been right: entering had been a bad idea. "Oh! And miss Bourgeois, I was told you can be a little difficult."

"Well you are wrong! Everybody adores me. Now why don't you get lost?" Adrien couldn't tell her how much he appreciated it. Bratty as she was, she still protected him of everything. That was friendship. He might have more fun with others and maybe Chloe was insufferable at times but there was something way dipper that united them. Since the first time they met when they were tree their bond had been special. One might think that because Adrien was a small-town boy he wouldn't know the mayor of Paris or his daughter but his father and hers had always been good friends and thus they would visit each other.

"Get lost? That is no way to talk to your teacher, now is it?" lectured the assassin. That's right: the assassin. Maybe Adrien had never seen him kill anyone but he was sure he would and that he already had. The day he had promised to ride the world of the bond's family had been enough proof.

"Well if you weren't that ridiculously annoying maybe I would watch my tongue. But you are just a worthless attempt of a human and thus I won't do it." Declared the blue-eyed girl with her stuck-up tone but her friend knew better. She was scared. For him and herself. Everyone might think otherwise but she was brave. Really brave.

"Chloe! That's enough. Go to the principal's office!" Miss Boustier was clearly upset, but that was nothing compared with Dimitry who was looking at her just like he'd looked as his father. Fear seized the teenager. There was no way he would let him hurt her. He had to get her to safety.

"Actually, Miss Boustier, according to school rules she should be suspended for a week. After all she did insult a teacher. She has to leave the school. Now." Everyone gasped. Adrien wasn't someone to get somebody in trouble, much less a friend. But the two blonds knew better. This was his last resource to save her from one of his worst fears. This way she could go get help.

"What? That is worse than a bad hair day! It's utterly ridiculous!" protested the girl as she got her stuff and left the classroom. As soon as she was outside she started running. Hurry Chloe.

"Well that being said… This is Dimitry Vonshwatz, your new history teacher. I will now leave you with him so you start you lesson. Good luck." Announced Miss Boustier making it official. Crap. Please, this had to stop. This had to be over. But it wasn't, he still had fifty-five minutes to endure. Class was hell. The new instructor wouldn't stop picking on him, which wasn't an easy task as he was well versed in history. Not that it stopped him. He kept making questions about things they had yet to learn. He even asked him about math, for god's sake?

"Agreste. Tell me what the 'Hanse' meant in the middle age?" asked the educator even though it had nothing to do with his class. Or maybe it did. Adrien was too busy being scared to pay much attention when they weren't addressing him directly.

"I don't know" admitted the poor terrified kid.

"Of course, you don't. Someone as low as you would never know. It is too difficult for scum like you to understand." He criticized. That was it. He'd had enough. He wasn't eight anymore. He could defend himself.

"Scum? As if you were any better. The thing is that you're ashamed about a teenager and a little kid kicking you ass in a dark alley seven years ago." Responded the boy with pure furry. It was just too much for Dimitry grabbed his collar, yanking him up and readied his fist to give him a piece of his mind. Just as he was about to punch him he was tossed back. Felix. The only one he could count on.

"Don't you dare touch my brother." Threatened the oldest Agreste putting himself between the forth mentioned and the aggressor.

"Fe? We better run." Said the youngest as he saw the men reaching into his bag. It could be a gun. It could be anything.

And so, they ran.

Patrol felt like bliss that night. It was the first time in moths he had left himself slip into his other persona but tonight he needed it. He couldn't be scared little Adrien right now, instead he was Chat Noir a superhero with claw-some powers. Yep, the puns were back and so was the real him. The easy smiles fell back into its place. Don't misunderstand him, he was still terrified and weary but Chat was away from all he had to leave. He was complete freedom from his life and his emotions. Who cared about just one person when you were saving an entire city? The air in his face tasted like the sweetest of treats and the feeling of falling and jumping in the rooftops intoxicated him. This was what life was all about. Nothing could stop him from going to the top of the Eiffel Tower to meet his Lady. Sure, he was mad about her making that final statement at the trial but she didn't know any better. She would still hear a piece of his mind though. Yet, he knew he couldn't stay mad much longer. When you risk your life with someone every day you learn to let go of certain things. Like this for instance.

"Kitty! I haven't seen you in forever! What happened to you? Are you okay? Did that akuma really hurt you so much? Oh! This is all my fault! I should've never let you alone!" Chat chuckled. It was nice to see someone did care. Always.

"Hey it's okay. I just went on vacation with my family. Sorry for not warning you. And seriously that akuma was nothing for a strong cat like me. I just lost one life. I guess now I only have eight chances at saving Paris." The playful smack on his arm told him everything about how much she'd miss him. "Listen we need to talk. About what you said at Gabriel's Agreste's. You were wrong. The kid did get caught in the middle of the battlefield. I got him out but he ended up getting hurt. That man has no reason to be in prison."

"I'm so sorry. It's just that you didn't tell me and I… Oh God! I made an innocent man get arrested. I'm definitely not cut out to be a superhero. I'm too clumsy and I don't know how to keep my mouth shut." Seeing her feel bad made what little anger he had left disappear. She was accepting her mistake and that was enough. "Well. I have to fix this. I'll tell everyone I made a mistake and maybe that way he'll get out. Yeah, it has to work." Hope bubbled in Adrien's heart. He hadn't consider the option of his Father getting out of prison for a long time. This could fix everything. That was why he loved Ladybug: she always had a plan.

"I heard you had trouble with a terrorist while I was gone. What happened?" he asked. She knew she needed to vent out and he would help her.

"Oh, Chat, it was horrible! He killed so many people and I couldn't do anything. I tried but he always knew how to stop me. I was so lost without you I even gave up. I couldn't deal with seeing people die because of my incompetence so I stopped. I blocked all the news channel and I would flee everytime someone brought that up. Everyone thought it was because it was too bad for me to bear but I just couldn't stand to think it was happening and I couldn't stop it." By the end of her tirade his Lady was crying and he was hugging her. Her delicious vanilla smell was so intoxicating he almost forgot about the problem at hand. should he say something? Should he just hold her? With girls, you never know.

"I'm sorry. I should've been there. But you don't have to blame yourself. Whoever this was he was good and had resources we couldn't even imagine. Honestly, we are used to a routine we now find easy: vanquish the akuma and capture it. Something had to come along to make us grow. It was bound to happen. Remember our battle with Stone Heart? we did everything wrong but we learned. Now we'll do that again. We'll analyze the tapes of his attacks and learn his style. Next time he won't catch us off guard." It seemed right to tell her that and when she smiled he knew he'd been right.

It was only when they parted ways that he remembered that he should've told her about Hauk Moth.

Adrien senses were alerted by the beeping of a phone. He checked his mobile only to find it in perfect silence which caused him to frown: it wasn't the ringtone of the house phone and he was home alone. At first, h thought it might be the Gorilla's cellphone but he always picked up after the first ring, he would've never let the noise go on that long. Well it didn't matter. He had more important matters to think about. Dimitri was in his school now. That meant everything could go wrong. All of his efforts would soon mean nothing. No. Chloe would still be his friend. She wouldn't leave him alone like everybody else had. He still had to come up with a plan thought.

Not five minutes after the annoying sound of a call being made started again. Plagg grumbled against a pillow, as usual. Great, now his kwami would pester him until the noise stopped. So, the young model decided to calm the storm before it could be unleashed and followed the noise to Felix's room. He took his brother's phone, saw that it was unknown number and hang up. It took only seconds for another call from the same number came. This process happened tree times before he finally grew resigned and picked up. "Hello?"

"Felix, what took you so long, I have news."

The voice kept talking but Adrien was too busy feeling like ha had been thrown overboard. He would know that voice anywhere, it was the sound he missed the most.

"Mom…"