So this is my first fanfic in this wonderful fandom. I hope you like it.

This has not been proof read so if you spot something that needs to be fixed. Let me know :)

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Enjoy :)

Chapter 1

Adrien was pacing in anticipation, worry and just any other emotion that he could possibly feel. His wife and partner was unconscious in a hospital bed and he had no idea when she was going to wake up. Or even if she was going to.

Marinette and Adrien had driving home from their anniversary dinner. They had been married 3 whole years. To them it had happened in the blink of an eye. They had loved each other for so long they were just too stupid to realize it.

"Adrien. Sit down! Pacing isn't going to help wake her up" Alya demanded as her and Nino walked into the hospital room.

"I know but I can't help it. I need her to wake up. I can't lose her Alya. She's my everything." Adrien cried. The thought of losing his true love was too much to think about.

The room turned silent except for the monitor showing Marinette's heart beat. That's when the doctor came in and asked to speak to Adrian privately about his wife. As they left the room. Alya walked over and sat next to her best friend. They've been friends
for 10 years. Sense they were 15 and she first started going to her school. They've been through so much. From Marinette's crazy crush on Adrien. All the way to their weddings and being each other's Maid/Matron of Honer. Even finding out Marinette's
biggest secret of all. Marinette was Ladybug. That had been a shock. But she understood why she kept it a secret. That by no means didn't mean she wasn't hurt, but she understood.

As Alya was lost in thought Marinette started to shift in her sleep. She was waking up.

"Oh my god, girl you're ok!" Alya breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed her best friend waking up.

"Ugh where am I?" Marinette groaned and looked around the room before landing her sights on Alya "Um who are you?"

"Girl it's me Alya, you're best friend. You remember me don't you?" Alya questioned with a worried expression.

"Not to sound mean but you're too old to be Alya. She's only fifteen and you're definitely in your twenties." Marinette replied with certainty

"Um girl." Alya hesitated "how old do you think you are"

"That's a funny question" Marinette answered puzzled "I'm fifteen"