Everything Changes –Chapter Seventeen

Marinette POV

It hurt like nothing I have ever experienced. As Marinette or Ladybug. Chat Noir said he could take care of the akuma, yet what do I hear two doctors say? Chat Noir fainted on the scene of the fight. Great. And I still hadn't been able to get in contact with Adrien. Double great. I was now wearing a stupid hospital gown again. The doctors had told me that there may be a few complications during the birth due to, as they called it, "unexplained physical activity". I call it "being Ladybug". That freaked me out a lot. Complications with the birth? Would I be okay? Would the baby be okay? I started hyperventilating so bad that a doctor was forced to put an oxygen mask on me. Once my breathing was under control the doctor asked what was wrong. Dumb question. I had just been informed that things may not go as planned and… do you see a father anywhere in sight? However, the pain I was experiencing prevented me from getting coherent sentences out.

"Compli-cations… b-b-birth… father…" I was internally screaming at my lame excuse for an explanation, but the nurse seemed to understand.

"Right. Don't worry. There is a chance things will be fine. If you have his number, would you like us to call the father?" The nurse replied with a strangely positive tone. All I could do was nod. Maybe he would answer if the hospital called? Considering he was ignoring me! After what felt like days we finally made it to my labour room. Semiprivate but, hell, I didn't care. I was in pain! I noticed that the room had a small TV in the corner, as I was laid down on the bed. It was flicked to a news channel, where a reporter was saying something about the akuma attack.

"After fleeing the scene moments ago, there has been no known sightings of superheroes Chat Noir or Ladybug. Has Ladybug gone into labour during an akuma battle? Is Chat Noir really the father and is by her side? We don't know. All we know for certain is that Paris is under attack by the toughest villain yet, and our saviours are nowhere to be seen," The reporter went on to another subject and I realised I could still hear the terrifying screams of the attack a few blocks later. Wait, I thought Chat fainted on the scene? Did he wake up and then flee? Running from a fight doesn't sound like him. I hope he's not hur- My thoughts were interrupted by the tearing pain of a contraction. Where is that damn doctor!? As if on cue, a doctor walked in and said something about dilation. I wasn't paying attention at all. I was thinking about Chat. And Adrien. And at one point, Chat turning into Adrien. What happened to my Kitty? What happened to Adrien? What happened- HOLY CRAP! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS DOCTOR DOING!? It took me a few seconds (*cough* minutes *cough*) to finally calm down and realise it was just the dilation she was talking about earlier. The doctor must've notice me tense up.

"You're three centimetres dilated and we need to get to ten," I sighed, but it came out sounding like shaky gasp for air. The doctor took a moment to consider something before sitting down in a chair beside the bed.

"Is this your first?" She asked. Great. She felt sorry for me so she's trying to start up a conversation to keep me distracted. Well, too bad for her, but, apparently, I can't speak today. I nodded slowly. "Are you nervous?" I wanted to slap her. Bloody hell, I'm nervous! I just nodded again. I opened my mouth to say something when, suddenly, two things happened. One: I was hit by another contraction so painful, it made me bite my lip till it bled and tears fall from my eyes. Two: The door slammed open and startled both me and the doctor. I looked up, vision blurred from the tears, to see piercing green eyes worriedly staring down at me.

"Mari…" Adrien whispered as he wiped away the tears on my cheeks and the blood on my lips. A small sob escaped my throat. When the contraction finally ceased, I blinked to let the remainder of the tears fall to clear my vision. I tried to take in the full image of the blonde before me. I didn't know what to say. His hair was messed up and dirty, reminding me a lot of Chat Noir. His clothes were partly torn and dishevelled. What stood out the most though, was the deep gash on his forehead. I drew a shaky hand to my mouth and gasped. Adrien looked like he was going to cry.

"I'm sorry, Mari," He apologised. For what, I don't know. The doctor coughed to get our attention. She shot Adrien an apologetic yet unimpressed look.

"You are in a hospital, young man. Find someone to treat that," She told him in a kind but firm manner. He nodded, sadly, and looked back to me. For a moment, he looked as though he wasn't going to go until the TV choose that moment to crack up louder.

"-akuma victim is now destroying homes."

Adrien shot me a desperate look and mouthed 'I'm sorry', then he left. I wanted to cry again. I had to resort to watching the TV in hopes that Chat would reappear. Strangely enough, about two minutes after Adrien left, Chat Noir showed back up at the scene of the fight. I gasped yet again with a hint of a smile. The doctor giggled a bit at my excitement and turned up the TV.

"As you can see, Chat Noir has arrived again to continue the battle with Stillborn," The reporter states as the footage zooms in on Chat's face. He has tears streaking down his face, and it appeared as though he was whispering 'I'm sorry' to himself. What stood out the most though, was the deep gash on his forehead. I drew a shaky hand to my mouth and gasped.

"A-Adr-ien…"

I NEED SOME COMMON SENSE!

Don't judge! Hope you like it!

Sticks and Stones don't normally hurt me…

But words sure can hella hurt!

~Allie