I have no words, I'm sorry this chapter came so late, I've literally had about an hour a day to myself for the past 2 weeks and I've had terrible writers block when I've actually had that time and it looks like it's going to be like that for the next few weeks as well, this was half written when I started working on it proerly after posting the last chapter but I've been writing a few sentences a day since . Hope you guys enjoy, the next chapter will follow as soon as I've finished it :) R&R and keep me motivated :3

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By the time Adrien arrived at Charles de Gaulle, Several variations of his future had played out in his minds eye, everything from the best thing that could happen to something you only saw in crime arcs in soap operas. His mind was frayed, his nerves where at breaking point and a cold sweat continued to sheer his skin. When the plain landed his heart pounded painfully. When he disembarked, got through customs and into a taxi he was on the verge of running away. His mind had painted a heart warming image of nurseries and strollers and family walks through the parks of Paris right after painting cold and lonely images of doors being slammed in his face for leaving in the first place and family members hunting for his blood.

Vehicles where good he decided, especially moving ones, They did not allow a chance to escape, to stall. He was as desperate as he was terrified of the pending fork in the road that was his life but he wouldn't run. He wanted to stall, let the fact that he was merely hours if not minutes away from becoming a father sink in and ponder what he should say with a clearer head. If things didn't go well could he face returning to America knowing what kind of life he could have had? Only having his own father to look up to, did he even have it in him to be a dad? His mother had been warm but he couldn't remember her very well. Was there enough time in the world for him to begin making it up to Ladybug? Would her parents accept him despite running?

The drive to the hospital was as drawn out as it was quick and Adrien found it hard to breath by the time he handed over the few euro he had on him and walked into entrance. He followed signs which eventually lead him to the ward he was looking for, not having realised he had broken into a run when he left the elevator, reaching the reception panting and speaking at the receptionist with no real mind to what he was saying. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand on his shoulder and spun and his breath caught as an all to familiar smile met him.

"You made it."

"Nino!" Adrien practically jumped his old friend as he crushed him in a hug, ecstatic to see a familiar face and that he was here. Nino returned the hug after several awkward seconds and patted him on the back. Some of the blondes nerve's lifted at the familiar presence because he wasn't alone.

"Hay buddy, you made it, Marinette's still in-" He froze and stepped away, glancing to his left and Adrien followed his line of vision to a familiar face, his stomach plummeted at the sight of Mr Dupain-Cheng who looked at him in confusion and recognition.

"Um, Do you remember our friend Adrien Agreste? Um," Nino struggled to find words and Adrien shrunk in on himself. Tom smiled and stood up to offer a hand to Adrien and he swallowed, he had forgotten how huge the man was.

"It's nice to meet you again Mr Agreste, I thought you had moved to America, is everything okay?" Adrien swallowed, suddenly aware of how many people where in the room. Nino tensed and awkwardly shuffled between the two, leading them out of the waiting area and onto a corridor lined with individual rooms, the sounds of numerous women shrieking made Adrien look around desperately as if his lady would be standing there.

"Um actually, this is really awkward, a lot to take in and will require a lot of explaining which will come later but right now-"

"Where's Marinette?" Adrien cut in and two pairs of startled eyes turned to him as he continued looking around. "Where is she?" There was silence for several seconds before Nino finally broke the silence, eyeing Tom in horror as he eyed the model suspiciously.

"She's in room 2014, Alya and Mrs-Wait she's being examined!" Adrien didn't wait for him to finish, he sped down the hallway looking at room numbers until he came to the door he was looking for and nearly crashed into a nurse as she came out of the door. Hastily apologising, he ducked around her, deaf to her protests and entered a cosy room. Mrs Dupain-Cheng was standing next to what looked like a miniature jacuzzi uttering comforting and encouraging words, her hand being clasped by an all to familiar raven haired girl who's slender frame was lost in the large bath, she was facing away from the door. Everything but her seemed to disappear from existence as Adrien took an unsteady step into the room, how could it not? His entire world was merely a few steps away. Her raven hair was damp and stuck to her head and from what he could see, she was wearing a strap top, her frame, draped across he rim of the bath, was just as he remembered from her sitting right in front of him for all those years during the day and while he stood at her side, how could he not have noticed? Someone was shouting from behind him and Marinette finally turned towards him. Adrien was entranced, her all to familiar jewel blue eyes captivated him like they did the very first time. She turned to him, curious to see what the fuss was until recognition and surprise slowly clouding her exhausted features, then something akin to bewilderment, horror, embarrassment? Adrien couldn't begin to comprehend all the emotions that flitted across her face but it made him want to get closer to her, his heart thrummed against his ribcage as he tried to find words.

"Mr Agreste, this is quite inappropriate barging in a private ward like this!"

"I'm..I'm sorry," He stood up a little straighter, hands balling into fists to stop them from shaking and he took what should have been a calming breath, "I need to talk to Marinette, It couldn't wait."

"Um, Is it okay if we let these two have a moment alone? I'll explain everything outside, please, it really can't wait," Nino shuffled uncomfortably next to the blonde and he made a mental note to thank the DJ properly after all this. Alya stood up from her kneeling place behind the bath she had been in and gave Adrien a piercing look that only he and possibly Nino caught before leaning over and catching Marinette's shoulder with a reassuring smile.

"Don't stress out, we'll be in the hall, you'll thank us later, hopefully." Alya whispered some words in Marinette's mothers ear who's eyes widened and she allowed herself to be ushered out, gaping at Adrien as she went. Adrien was still transfixed by the striking presence of his lady but didn't react when the door clicked shut behind him and the room fell silent as they stared at each other like looking at a ghost.

"A-Adrien? W-What are you doing here?" Marinette lifted herself up and shuffled around so she was facing him and Adrien was able to see the swell of her stomach, their baby. He ran forward to the rim of the bath.

"Marinette... I..."

"Um, why are you here? This- I mean it's n-nice to see you but this really isn't a good time," Adrien withdrew a little, unsettled by the hint of anger in her voice when she started talking as her eyes bored into his. Anything he had planned to say had fled his mind and left him a terrified, stuttering mess. All the time his eyes stayed fixated on her baby bump.

"I um," There was silence until Marinette inhaled sharply and let out a wimpier, her hands gripped the edge of the bath and she ducked her head forward.

"Marinette!" She stayed like that, crying out in pain and the Adrien's head cleared a little bit. She was having a contraction and he was terrified, useless to do anything. "Okay just breath, you'll be okay. You'll-"

"Why are you hear Adrien?! I don't understand! Now is NOT a convenient time to have a chit chat if you DIDN'T notice," She practically growled the words as the pain seemed to reach a peak and she cried out. Adrien found her hands, allowing her to grip them, trying to comfort her in anyway he could, not disarmed by her angry words. It's just the pain, you've heard the horrors of pregnant women before. He waited as another minute trailed by until she seemed to settle, collapsing against the rim of the bath in fatigue.

Why did yo-"

"No it is! There couldn't be a better time! Marinette," he knelt down in front of her while she hunched over the pool. Her face crumpled in confusion and the remnants of the last contraction and he fought tears, her face captivatingly beautiful even with sweat and tears of agony running down her face in rivets and her hair plastered against her face. His heart swelled with an unbearable urge to protect? her in her fragile, vulnerable state along with the life she carried inside her, to give both of them his everything. "Can you ever forgive me?" She studied his face in bewilderment. "I...I should never have ran...If I hadn't been such a coward and left you like this... " She regarded him, her cheeks flushing pink as he leaned a little closer to her.

"You're not making any sense, What do you-"

"That night I ran." He cut across her, she stilled, brows furrowing at the words. "After you said you wished you never met me I hopped on a plane and left the country. I didn't even know it was me who was leaving you too, you never said the other guys name." Marinette finally lifted her head, piercing him with her searching gaze and he could practically see the pieces coming together. "I planned to propose to you, The night after your birthday. I lost the ring so I can't prove it. We spent the night in one of my fathers apartments, I said it was a friends." His heart constricted as the words tumbled from his mouth, his mind grasping at any little detail to make her understand.

"Adrian..."

"I bought you a pink teddy bear like what my father used to buy for my mother. We danced and you kissed me first, We showered together when it got dark and let Tikki and Plagg rest. I...You where gone by the time I woke up..." He ran out of words, inches away from breaking. He breathed in a shuddering breath and a nervous chuckle escaped him. He held her gaze, it was all he could do to make her understand. "I-If I knew I was leaving you like this I would never have left. I want to make it right, I want to be your partner again, be a father to our c-catbug, can you furrgive me?" If anything finally put the pieces together it was that. Marinette's eyes slowly widened and I was like she was looking at a ghost, eyes wide and jaw lolling.

"Chat...?" Understanding finally crept into her expression.

"My lady," his chest lifted and a smile slowly crept across his lips, "can you furrgive me?"

Marinette stared at him in disbelief , the understanding on her face morphed into regret and she swung her arms around him, pulling him up to her level and burying her face in his chest and she bawled, shouting the words 'I'm sorry' over and over. Her arms tightened around his waist each time he tried to tell her to stop, his own tears flowing freely as relief made him dizzy and he finally held her trembling form. Eventually he shuffled out of her grasp and stood up, embracing her over the lip of the pool in a less awkward position, not caring that he was all but completely soaked through while kissing every inch of her that he could reach. He only retracted so he could push her hair away from her face and cup her cheeks in her palms and capture her lips, sealing the incredibly bitter sweet moment. Her lips trembled along with the rest of her as they moved against him, drinking in every moment, every contact they shared. The moment was broken when she let out another cry of pain and he held her to him, allowing her to claw at the back of his shirt, ignoring the pain of her nails digging into his shoulder blades. Anything that would make her pain more bearable.

"Stay.' She said when the contraction seized, Adrien shakes his head and she panics momentarily. "Please-"

"I'm not going anywhere, I promise, I'm never leaving you again, you and our baby. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I-"

"Stop, No more, It was my fault, I..I should never have talked to you like that. I chased you away, I should have never said any of it...I love you... I love you so much I couldn't bare it..." Adrien held her a little closer, feeling her onslaught and rocked back and forth ever so slightly, forehead resting against hers with his eyes closed.

"Sshh, don't blame yourself. Stuff happens and we both played our parts," He gave her a squeeze and lifted his head back, able to take full stock of her. He looked down in wonderment at her baby bump. Their baby, the result of that one precious night they spent together. Marinette saw his gaze and smiled warmly, she found his hand and placed it on the side of her stomach and watched him. Adrien tensed, feeling a flutter of movement under his fingertips and he met her eyes.

"This is Emma," She looked down running a hand across her stomach, "Emma? This is your daddy," The simple phrase may not have seemed like much but they filled the models entire world with warmth and wonder. His mind conjured up the sound of tiny feet, birthday cakes and banners with Emma written all over them, swimming lessons, first day at school. His head felt like he would explode from happiness, she would let him stay. She wanted him to stay and she still loved him.

"Emma..." He tested the name and it brought a whole host of new thrills. Marinette's grip tightened and she whimpered as another contraction started, slamming Adrien back to earth. "Do you need anything? Can I do anything?"

"Get Alya and...nnnngh, my mother...in here... and the midwife... I think it's...time," Adrien practically jumped, a mix of fear and excitement scrambling his brain and he waited for the contraction to pass. He ran into the hall the moment Marinette relaxed and called for the two, Alya giving him a studious look and he beamed, she nodding in what looked like approval and ran down the hall. Mrs Dupein-Cheng ran in, placing a hand on his shoulder and leaning into his ear before walking back into the room.

"I'm glad you came back," She gave him a kind smile and Adrien unfroze himself, never having expected the warmth in Mrs Dupein-Cheng's voice. Alya returned shortly after with a midwife who quickly ran over to the rim of the pool next to him and scooted him over so she could instruct Marinette. The next hour was... there was no way to explain it. Adrien felt like feinting several times over as he tried to keep a clear head and encourage Marinette, trying to do something, anything useful while she screamed and writhed and cried beneath him. eventually they got into a position where Marinette was sitting down on a ledge inside the bath while he stood behind her with her mother and Alya on either side of him, arms hooker under her shoulders and supporting her against his chest. After several tense minutes and Marinette gave one final almighty cry and it was over. The midwife brought up a tiny little baby to the surface of the water and placed their daughter in her slender arms. Wonderment and elation swept over him as he looked down at his lady holding little Emma in her arms and a wave of unexplainable emotion engulfed him. Without thought he kicked his shoes off and jumped over the lip of the bath, easing into the warm water fully clothed and settled on the ledge next to Marinette, one hand wrapping around her shoulders while the other came around to gently hold their daughter. His tears flew harder as he noticed the tiny shock of blond hair on Emma's head, her tiny delicate features, her every movement hypnotising him. He looked at Marinette who had also dissolved into tears, meeting his exhausted smile and beaming, resting her head against his cheek as she held Emma, her every breath fascinating. When she finally opened her eyes, her bright green eyes, his eyes burned again and he succumbed to his overwhelming ecstasy. The next few hours where a blur, Emma being taken away from them for moments while she was checked over and the two where helped out of the pool, a midwife taking pity on the blonde and gave him a pair of scrubs to change out of his sopping clothes into. Anywhere Marinette was, Adrien was merely a few inches away like a shadow. He got to spend a few minutes alone with Emma while Marinette showered, sat in a chair rocking her gently as she slept. Sabine and Alya had stolen her away for several minutes and he gazed at her longingly, feeling destressed by the distance between them. Pictures where taken of everyone holding Emma when Nino and Mr Dupein-Cheng where allowed in and Adrien was sure Alya snapped a few while he wasn't paying attention of him, with Marinette and Emma, the two receiving a wave of congratulations from the ravens family and their friends. All the while he felt nervous right up until a Midwife announced Marinette was clear to go home and he helped Marinette carry a sleeping Emma in the buggy she had brought. Sabine fixed the buggy into its pace in the back of their car while the new parents said their goodbyes to Alya and Nino.

"I'm glad you're back bro," Nino said, digging him lightly on the arm, Alya crossed her arms but the twitch of her lips gave her away.

"Just so you know, if you plan on disappearing again I will Hunt. You. Down." Marinette and Adrien chuckled, the blonde lacing an arm around Marinette's waist and pulling her to him gently, an assured grin on his face.

"I'm not leaving, Chat's honour." Marinette chuckled and he flushed, grinning. The sound was musical.

"Still such a dork, anyway, congratulations guys, We'll be down soon to visit." Alya gave her childhood friend a hug and then turned to Adrien, "You take care of her," She gave him a pat on the shoulder and got into the passenger seat of Nino's car. Nino gave him another hug, ruffled his hair playfully and got in the drivers seat, waving as they drove off. Tom called them over once Emma was fixed in place and Adrien lingered back, not sure of what to do. He had made it back and he had some how been forgiven and Marinette was willing to give him a chance but he hadn't thought what would happen after that. He probably had enough left in his bank account to find a hotel for a few nights until he could sort something more permanent out, the last thing he wanted to do was go back to his fathers, he had probably heard about his abrupt exit from the states by now. The Dupein-Cheng's didn't miss his downcast expression and Sabine smiled.

"You're welcome to come back to our home, if it's okay with Marinette of course." The blonde shuffled nervously, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Marinette beamed and caught his hand, pulling him towards the car, her cheeks turning pink. Adrien smiled and let himself be pulled into the car while he stammered thanks and the pair fell asleep in the back seat moments after pulling out of the car park, Marinette's head dropping on Adrien's shoulder and his cheek resting on her head, an image Sabine couldn't resist taking on her phone when they pulled up at the bakery. Tom and Sabine exited the car quietly, not to startle the sleeping trio. Tom's arms wove around his wife and he embraced her as they watched the young family sleeping.

"They're going to make great parents aren't they? I still can't believe they where Ladybug and Chat Noir, now they're parents and I would put money on Adrien proposing to her soon, everyone saw how he was with her when they where hero's." Sabine beamed up at her husband, an excited glimmer in her eyes. He chuckled and patted her shoulder.

"Now now, don't be planning their wedding just yet, they'll want to get their own home and jobs first before anything like that. Although I look forward to teasing him if he comes to ask my permission." The two smiled as they woke their daughter and probably-soon-to-be son-in-law gently and Marinette took Emma out of the seat into her arms and carried her in, Adrien hovering around her, his eyes never leaving her or Emma as they made their way through the bakery and sat in the living room, almost falling asleep where they sat. Sabine gave them both a glance and came over to take Emma from her daughters arms.

"We'll watch Emma for tonight, you two get yourselves a good night sleep, you both need it," the pair immediately tried to protest but Tom stood by his wife with a soft but firm smile.

"Just tonight, Marinette you need to rest and Adrien you look like you haven't slept. We won't be able to do this all the time so make the most of it and get a good night sleep while you can." The two looked at each other and sighed gave in, Adrien flushed, the genuine concern Marinette's parents showed an alien concept to him.

"T-thank you, really, I can't thank you enough," They said their goodnight's, even though it was only six thirty, and Adrien followed the raven haired up the stairs that looked a lot different since he had been here years ago. The steps weren't as steep and there was a sturdy handrail he suspected had been added to ensure Marinette was able to carry Emma up and down safely. Marinette's room had undergone quite the change as well, in one corner was a large bed, a huge cat beanbag sat at the end behind several cushions, the other end of the room had been converted into a fully furnished nursery, much to Adrien's pleasure, was decorated with cute cat and ladybird themes. Another narrow staircase lead up to a small area where a desk sat with a sewing machine on and several rolls of fabric rested against a cabinet wick locked draws. He spotted the plush sofa and made his way towards it and felt a tug on his shirt. When he turned around Marinette was flushing pink and looking at the floor.

"Y-you can s-share my bed." Adrien met her blush with her own.

"Are you sure?" She nodded and the blonde's heart fluttered. He followed her to her bed and looked down, frowning, He was still wearing the scrubs he ad been given at the hospital and groaned, he had left his suitcase in the taxi in his rush to get home and there was no return address attached to it. "Um, I may have to call the taxi firm tomorrow and go shopping, I left my suitcase in the cab." Marinette eyed him up and down and chuckled.

"I took to wearing men's sweat tshirts while I was pregnant, I can find you one, I can't do much for pants," She rummaged through a few drawers and found a baggy white tshirt. He took it gratefully and slipped into the en suite bathroom, happy to take the itchy scrub top off. The pants weren't exactly comfortable but it would be vulgar to take them off and sleep in his boxers. He returned, yawning wildly to find Marinette already setting the covers over herself, wearing a baggy tshirt of her own and shorts, the sight was adorable. He manoeuvred to the other side and got in, his cheeks burning. They laid there facing each other, averting each others eyes until Adrien shuffled closer, fumbling for her hands and staring into her eyes, a slight smile pulling on his lips.

"Are you furling okay my lady?" Marinette flushed, nodding.

"Just tired kitty," She unravelled one of her hands and her palm rested on his cheek, pulling him in for a kiss. The touch was sweet and sent electricity through the models exhausted body, her sweetness and warmth making him putty in her hands. She pulled away chewing her lip nervously. "We have a lot to talk about, what happens next?" He laced an arm around her waist and pulled her closer so she was flattened against him, whispering into her hair.

"Tomorrow, It's late." They laid in content silence, Adrien felt Marinette twitch a little under and he gave her a questioning look. "hmm?" She giggled silently and he raised a brow.

"Catbug?" Adrien flushed, thankfully it was dark enough she probably couldn't see. Her giggle turned into laughter.

"Hay, I.." He gave up quickly on defending his nickname and joined in with her laughter. They settled back to silence and she relax in his arms and her breath evened out. Adrien was moments away from succumbing to sleep himself when his phone rang. Groaning, he carefully reached for it, not to disturb his lady's sleep and looked at the caller. He tensed as he saw the called id, his thumb hovering over the answer icon, his hand trembling. Instead of answering he silenced his phone and sunk into the mattress, significantly less pleasant thoughts circling his brain before he eventually fell asleep snuggling close to Marinette. Tomorrow.

Okay so I'm not at all happy with how this turned out but I've been working on it for ages and I've reread it so many times and I couldn't figure out a better way to write the scene so sorry if this was a bit of a let down :( next chapter will be up as soon as soon as possible, I'll try not to make you wait to long :D Thank you so much for reading, following/favoriting and especially reviewing!