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When Marinette arrived at the hospital and placed Adrien in the safe hands of the doctors, she was asked about the reasons for hospitalization. From the little information that Plagg had given her on the way here, she was able to report that he had lost consciousness due to malnutrition, lack of sleep, and high levels of stress and anxiety.
To her good fortune, the doctors did not ask how they could get this information, but only thanked her, and within ten minutes after she told them the civilian's identity (not that it was necessary: his face was plastered all over Paris), a separate ward was allocated.
To her failure, a call to his father, or rather to his assistant, soon followed. To be honest, she didn't want them notified. A father like Gabriel should have been kept away from Adrien, because obviously nothing good would come of it.
Ten minutes later, a blonde girl in her mid-thirties with kind brown eyes and a pretty face named Sophie ushered her into her partner's room. Her heart sank when she saw him.
A pale face with black circles and thinly compressed lips. The right arm, where the dropper is attached to the forearm. It was a good thing they had used their right hand, otherwise Lady Bug would have insisted on changing the arm, knowing that Adrien would be stressed out.
"Is he going to be all right?" Marinette asked, just in case.
"There's nothing life - threatening," the nurse clarified. – He has severe exhaustion, which is quite bad for his young body. To be honest, I'm very surprised that everything is so bad.
"Perhaps you should talk to some of his friends," Lady Bug suggested.
"You don't think his father can tell us that on his own?" Sophie asked.
"Sometimes parents don't know everything about their children," she said. – I am a great example of this.
"That's a good point," the nurse said. – You can give them their contact details.
"Yes," Marinette nodded, pulling out a yo-yo to show the appearance of searching for the necessary information. " This is the number of Marinette Dupain-Cheng, his classmate. Thanks to it, you will be able to connect with others.
Lady Bug gave the phone number, then jumped out of the window and headed home with the ring, which she'd taken just in case the hospital could confiscate it or something. She never wanted to do this, and she had no right to, since Master Fu was the Guardian, but she didn't want to take any chances either, so she chose the lesser of two evils.
She got home as quickly as possible so that they could call her as a classmate of Adrien's. She detransformed and at the same moment the phone rang.
"Is this Marinette Dupain-Cheng?" A woman's voice said, most likely Sophie's.
"That's right," the girl said, trying to sound as natural as possible. "Who's that?"
- You are concerned about the hospital where Adrien Agreste was taken. We were informed that you were a classmate of his at school. We'd like to talk to you.
"On the phone?"
"If you're not busy, you might as well come over." I'll give you the address.
When the address of the hospital was given (not that she needed it), Marinette offered Tikki a cookie again.
"Will they feed me?" - Plagg spoke up - "I'm actually hungry, too. And my portion of camembert was left at Adrien's, if they hadn't thrown it away... ah, my poor а camembert!
"Don't wear the ring, Marinette!" Tikki asked when she noticed that the girl was about to put the ring on her finger. – No one should have two of the most powerful miraculous powers at the same time!"
"Then where should I put the ring?" the girl asked.
"Give it to me," Plagg said, " I'll take care of it myself."
Marinette shrugged and handed the ring to Plagg, who immediately grabbed it.
"I'll give it to Adrien myself," he clarified. – But it's up to you to reassure him that you took the ring… Oh, yes, will they give me something to eat or not?
"We'll go down and I'll get you some cheese," the girl said, opening the hatch.
She popped into the kitchen where her mom was.
"Are you going somewhere, Marinette?" Sabine asked from the stove.
"I was called to the hospital to see Adrien," the girl said, opening the refrigerator and carefully pulling out some cheese and putting it in her purse, where Plagg and Tikki were.
"Is he all right?" – Madame Dupain-Cheng asked, turning to face her.
"He's very exhausted," the girl said without thinking, but then bit her lip sharply.
"I hope he's all right," Sabine said, then gave her daughter a serious look. – And you'll find out, right?"
"Yes," Marinette said without hesitation.
She would do anything for her kitty.
"Pick up some pastries from the bakery," Madame Dupin-Cheng said. - I think Adrien will appreciate it..
Marinette nodded. "Bye, Mom!"
The girl walked through the bakery, picked up a few pieces of pasta and went through a similar conversation with her father, then went outside. She was going to find a place and reincarnate to get to the hospital faster.
"When will he wake up?" Marinette asked, sitting by Adrien's bedside and holding his hand to see where the catheter was.
"We think within three days," the nurse said calmly.
"Three days?" The girl exclaimed dumbfounded.
"The body needs time to recover," Sophie continued calmly. – After that, we will hold it for at least another day to make sure of its dynamics… So, tell them about his home situation and his condition over the past month. " She took out a small device. " If you don't mind, I'll turn on the recorder. Don't worry, I'll write it all down on paper later, and the record will be deleted.
- OK. So, I'll start with his condition, - Marinette decided. - Adrien is a very calm and balanced young man. He very rarely loses his temper and in general his mood is stable.… But about two weeks ago, his condition began to deteriorate dramatically. He was late for class, malnourished, didn't get enough sleep, and was generally exhausted..." she bit her lip." He started crying. Often. Strongly.
"What do you mean, he didn't eat enough and didn't get enough sleep?" the nurse asked. – And you know the cause of his mental breakdown?"
" На Adrien was very much influenced by the penultimate Akuma, Desperada," the girl clarified without revealing any details. – He saw how his loved ones suffer, and it caused him great harm.
"We have full - time and freelance psychologists and therapists," Sophie said, and Marinette just nodded.
"About the lack of sleep and malnutrition," the girl began, a little hesitantly. - Adrien is almost constantly put on various diets, the food of which, I believe, is not enough for a growing teenager. Lack of sleep and fatigue is associated with his high employment. His schedule includes Chinese, fencing, playing the piano, modeling...
"Woa, woa," the nurse interrupted. – How does he manage all this? He has a school and friends, right?
"If school, much less friends, interfere with his schedule, they are simply removed for 'more important things'," Marinette clarified.
"Did you hear that yourself?"
"No, that's what Adrien said."
"Let's leave it at that," Sophie said suddenly, becoming quite serious, as her furrowed brows showed. – We've had enough of the information you've given us. Given the above, I'm not surprised he passed out. Do you think your friends will be able to add something new?
"I don't want to sound smug, but I know Adrienne better than anyone else.
"Even if it's more related to Chat Noir ", Marinette thought.
"Okay," the nurse nodded, getting up from her seat. - When Adrien wakes up, he will also be asked questions.
"Do you have a schedule of visits or something?" The girl asked before the employee left.
- We usually say that there are two possibilities a day: in the morning from ten to twelve and in the evening from five to six. But I am ready to let you in, and I emphasize that you are, to Adrien at any time, but you will have to notify me of this.
- Thank you! - Marinette thanked her, and Sophie smiled and left.
The girl pulled a chair closer to Adrien's bed. He continued to lie still, just так же as he had a few hours earlier when she had brought him here. It hurt to look at him, knowing that she was the direct cause of his breakdown (well, so was his idiot dad, but that wasn't the point now).
"Plagg -" started to ask Marinette awkwardly, already knowing the answer. – Was it really twenty-five thousand nine hundred and thirteen attempts?"
"Pigtails, I'm going to rip those pigtails off for you," Kwami Destruction said sarcastically. "Hell, yes! He's been trying to save you for so long! And as a result, his psyche suffered! Thank you very much!
"Plagg!" Tikki scolded. " Don't be rude to my holder!
"I've already threatened your holder with a Cataclysm..."
Plagg was still talking, but the girl wasn't listening. She suddenly decided to do some calculations. She took out her phone, estimated that each cycle lasted from three to five minutes, and made the necessary calculations.
"Oh, no, no, no, no," Marinette whispered, feeling tears gather in her eyes when she saw the number on the screen. – It was from one and a half to three months in a continuous cycle. So much time in the damn loop. He's been watching me die for so long... no wonder his mind is damaged… I'm sorry, Plagg. I'll be better.
"Marinette," Plagg said seriously, causing the girl and the other kwami to freeze at being called by her first name. " Adrien loves you. He'd do almost anything for you... and you love him. He kept his end of the bargain. Now you have to do yours. Take care of him.
"I'll do it," she said firmly, placing her hand on top of his. – I'll do it."
These two days have been nerve-racking for Marinette. She practically couldn't learn. The teacher's information flew past her ears. She was called by her first name several times, and only a push from Aliyah was able to get her attention.
Last night, she'd gone to Adrien's again, picking up some passion fruit macaroni. She hoped he would wake up, but he didn't. She stayed there for about an hour, holding his hand and simply telling him everything that came to mind first: just not to be silent. Plagg had been in his hair the entire time, gently kneading it. Tikki was sitting on the boy's shoulder, her head resting on his neck.
This morning, she had informed Madame Bustier that Adrien would not be there (she doubted very much that his father's assistant, much less himself, would notify the teacher). She didn't want to notify her friends yet, as she was going to talk to Adrien herself first to determine their next steps, but it didn't work out.
When she, Alya, and Nino were on their lunch break, a flushed-faced Chloe (surprisingly without Sabrina) came up to them and grabbed the girl by the scruff of the neck.
"What's going on with my Adrikins?" Chloe snarled. – And before you say you don't know, I'll tell you right away that I don't believe you one bit. If you didn't know, you'd be running around like crazy.
"Get your hands off her, Bourgeois," Aliyah said seriously, coming to her friend's defense.
"Shut up, Cesaire," the blonde said. – We can fight another time. That's not what I'm after right now. Speak up, Dupain-Cheng.
"Damn, how did she know?" Marinette thought, looking for a way out of the situation.
"I know he's in the hospital," the blonde said, as if reading her mind. – And I know you went to see him.
"What?" asked Nino. – I thought he was just having a photo shoot."
"Marinette, I'm certainly on your side and against Chloe," Alya shot a hostile glance at the girl in question, " but right now, I'm not sure of my position.
"Tell me," Chloe urged.
"Yes, you're right, Adrien's in the hospital," Marinette conceded with a sigh. – He's been diagnosed with sleep deprivation, starvation, and extreme exhaustion. He's been unconscious for two days now.
"That's his stupid dad, isn't it?" The blonde asked, earning a surprised look from the others. – I may be mean or something, but I'm not stupid.
"Yes," she said, but then lowered her head a little guiltily. – But I played a part in it, too.
"I want an explanation, Dupain-Cheng," the blonde demanded.
"I'll explain it to you, but only when Adrien wakes up," she clarified with a sigh. – The situation is connected with one of our secrets.
"You can't really communicate with him, but do you share a secret?" Alya asked incredulously.
"I don't think it matters if you have a secret right now," Nino said before the argument broke out. "We need to focus on Adrien," he said to Marinette. – Do you have any other information?"
"No, I'm sorry," she said, shaking her head.
"So, to sum it up," Chloe said again. " Adrien's in the hospital. You can't explain part of the reason, because you and he have some secrets in common. In general, the situation is disappointing. But I tell you what, Dupain-Cheng, I'm ready to rip heads off for my Adrikins. Don't make me do this, " she said, and left.
"Well, I agree with Chloe on the whole," Nino said with a shrug. She was right now, more than ever.
"You'll let us know that Adrien is awake, won't you?" Alya asked.
"Yes," Marinette lied, already knowing she wouldn't do that. - Necessarily.
After this conversation, they fell silent as it was a bit awkward, and everyone considered the situation with Adrien.
Marinette was still somewhat shocked by Chloe's actions. Although they were notional enemies, they had one person close to them in common – Adrien. They both knew (judging by the blonde's reaction)what kind of person his father was. Perhaps they could make a temporary truce.
Now the girl was practically lying on the table, her head down. Madame Bustier was saying something, but Marinette wasn't listening at all. She trusted her friend to take care of the class notes.
Suddenly, the phone rang, which woke up the girl and most of the class, judging by the turns of heads and interested glances.
"Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng, please turn off the phone," Madame Bustier said.
Marinette took out her smartphone and saw that she had received a message from the hospital's number. It read: "Adrien is awake."
The girl barely restrained herself from screaming and jumping for joy. Finally! She was so worried that his unconsciousness would last for more than three days, but it didn't even last for three!
"Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng, would you like to share it with the class?" Madame Bustier asked.
"I'm sorry," Marinette said, putting the phone away.
The teacher nodded and continued teaching. But now the girl couldn't just lie on the table. She was actively moving her legs to put her energy somewhere.
It was hard for her to sit out the rest of class, but as soon as the bell rang, Marinette stormed out of the classroom. But she didn't miss the look in Chloe's eyes, which made it clear that she knew.
She felt a little guilty for not telling her friends, but she knew it was necessary right now. She ran out of the school and hid in an alley to reincarnate. She made a detour past her house to drop off her backpack, then headed to the hospital.
"I'm going to see Adrien Agreste," Marinette said as she entered the hospital.
"Hi, Marinette," Sophie said, already sitting at the front desk, smiling softly. "Come on."
They went to her partner's room, which was on the third floor. Marinette really wanted to run, but she held back the thought that this was a hospital after all.
"Adrien woke up about an hour ago, " the nurse informed him, and then, as if reluctantly, " he started having a severe panic attack, and we had to give him a sedative with a small dose of sleeping pills."
"What?" The girl squealed, then continued, " He won't fall into unconsciousness again, will he?" The girl asked, starting to worry.
"No," Sophie said. – If everything goes well, we'll keep him here for two more days and then let him go.
- Ok,- Marinette nodded.
After a couple of minutes, they came to the room where Adrien was lying. The girl came in, but Sophie just smiled and went about her business.
"Tikki, Plagg, come out," Marinette said, opening her purse as the Kwami flew out and headed straight for the guy in the hospital bed.
The girl also came over to him, sitting down on a chair. She took his hand, giving it a little squeeze.
"Come on, Kid," Plagg said, rubbing his cheek. – I like Pigtails, but she doesn't have my favorite camembert." So, wake up and get me.
"Hey! Marinette called. – I gave you the best cheese I ever had!"
"And it clearly wasn't enough," the Destruction Kwami quipped.
"I think you should take a little nap, Marinette," Tikki advised. – We don't know how long he'll be asleep.
The girl argued with her kwami for a while, but finally gave up and moved to the chair, then closed her eyes and leaned back.