A/N - Sooooo, I was supposed to dedicate today to completing my summer work... but instead I ended up writing more fanfiction. Sorry that this chapter is fairly short, but I can't let myself procrastinate too much. Anyway, enjoy!


"It's Adrien!"

"Who?" Alya asked, confused.

"Whoa, are you sure?" Nino asked, a grin spreading across his face.

"I would recognize that sexy figure anywhere!" Chloe called back over her shoulder. Forgetting his fear, Nino took off after her. He had to see Adrien for himself.

"Wait, who's Adrien?" Alya shouted. Upon receiving no reply, she rolled her eyes and stumbled after them.


Adrien took a deep breath as the doors to the central room slid open.

Time to put those martial arts lessons to use.

Three teachers in hazmat suits stood leaning over a table, taking notes on clipboards. Hearing the doors open, the spun to face him.

"Hey!" One of them shouted as they rushed towards him. Adrien readied his fists.

One by one they attacked, and one by one they fell victim to Adrien's vicious uppercuts and roundhouse kicks.

Leaping over the unconscious bodies of his opponents, Adrien ran to the table. He inhaled sharply as he saw what it was that the teachers had been examining.

"Marinette?" He breathed softly, bringing a hand to her face. It couldn't be… but it was. The same dark hair, the same classic pigtails. The only difference was the troubled expression on her face, present even as she slept.

Shaking himself out of his trance, he grabbed his knife from his belt and quickly slashed at her restraints. Pulling her up from the table, he slung one of her arms over his shoulders. Marinette groaned quietly in her sleep.

"Adrien!" Came a voice. Looking up, he saw Chloe, Nino, and a girl he didn't know sprint into the room.

"Chloe, Nino… what are you doing here?" He asked, surprised.

"Helping you save Marinette, of course." Chloe told him. She placed Marinette's other arm around her shoulder, but not before giving the unconscious girl a disgusted look.

"Hey dude, long time no see." Nino greeted him with a smile. Adrien grinned. Though having Chloe here might be more of a nuisance than helpful, he was glad to see his best friend again. Alya just stared at them, confused. Who was this guy?

"Okay, why don't you guys get reacquainted later, because right now we need to go." She suggested.

"Good idea." Adrien agreed. Adjusting his grip on Marinette, they headed outside.


Nino peered through Alya's binoculars at the horde of military vehicles and soldiers headed back from the explosion sites.

"Dudes, they are coming back and they do not look happy. We've got to go." He told them. Looking over his shoulder, he spotted Chloe and Adrien carrying Marinette towards a small hoverbike, and he ran to catch up.

"Mind if we catch a ride with you, Adrien?" Nino asked.

"Of course," He replied warmly. "I'm not going to leave you guys here.

"Aw, that's my Adrikins," Chloe purred, tossing Marinette unceremoniously towards Alya as Adrien got behind the wheel. "Always so sweet."

Alya glared at her as she carefully pulled herself and Marinette onto the back part of the hoverbike, with Nino scrambling up after them.

"Is this thing going to be big enough for all of us?" She asked.

"Probably not," Adrien admitted, revving the engine. "But it's time to go."

With that, they took off into the air.

Looking back, Chloe noticed multiple vehicles chasing them. They were quickly gaining on them too.

"Can't this thing go any faster?" She whined.

"Not with how many people are on here." Adrien replied. Chloe sighed.

"Well, perhaps we could toss out some nonessential weight." She suggested, glancing at Alya, Nino, and Marinette. Adrien ignored her comment, keeping his eyes focused on his path. He could lose the teachers up here, but only if everyone cooperated.

"Everyone, lean left!" He called. They complied, and Nino watched with wide eyes as one car slammed into another.

"Aw, dude! Ms. Mendeleiev just wiped out Mr. Damocles!" He exclaimed, looking back at the wreckage. "Oh wait, they're both fine."

"Everyone, lean right!"

Alya stared down in horror as they jumped a wide chasm to the other side of the cliffs, taking out yet another car.

Only one left, Adrien thought.

"Uhh, guys," Nino said nervously. "Is that a cliff up ahead?" Chloe and Alya's heads snapped up, and they began screaming.

"Oh, no no no!" They yelled. Adrien grinned.

"Yep." He replied, before accelerating the bike and sending them over the edge of the cliff.

"What are you doing? You're going to kill us all!" Chloe shouted.

"Just trust me!" He called back to her. The very last second before hitting the ground, he yanked the wheel up and righted the hoverbike, and continued to zoom across the valley. Glancing back, they could see that the final vehicle had stopped at the edge of the cliff.

Adrien smiled.

Gotcha.


Marinette stood on a hill by the Agreste family cabin, staring into the distance. The warm sun, a cool breeze, and sand under her feet… it felt so good to be back on Earth. Even if she didn't quite understand how she had gotten here.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up to find Adrien smiling at her.

"It's good to have you back." He told her warmly.

"It's good to be back." She replied, returning the smile. It was almost funny; before she went on the Kerberos mission, she could barely speak to Adrien without stuttering and making a fool out of herself. But now… so much had changed.

His smile melted into a look of concern.

"So what happened out there?" He asked her. "Where were you?"

"I wish I could tell you. My head is pretty scrambled." Marinette admitted. "I was on an alien ship, but somehow I escaped. It's all a blur." She looked up at him curiously. "How did you know to come save me when I crashed?" Adrien hesitated.

"You should come see this."


A/N - Again, I apologize that this chapter was so short. But hey, at least everyone's together now, right? And now things will get interesting...

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please leave a review with your thoughts and suggestions, and I'll see you next time!

~ Elizabeth