A/N: After much begging on all my social media sites, we now have the much anticipated continuation. This has been the most requested continuation by far. Months later, and I still get comments on it. I did not expect this story to take off, especially considering I almost deleted this from my fanfiction folder because I thought it was so terrible and really didn't want it to see the light of day.

I stand surprisingly corrected.

Chat was kinda freaking out.

"Kitten, the baby is fine," older Marinette said. "If you're here, then the future you is in the future, so you've got her. I'm not worried."

He was still a little worried. But then his focus switched completely and his heart felt like a jack hammer inside his chest. "Marinette!" he realized. "If you're here, then Marinette's in the future and—"

"I will calm you right now," she said, looking a tinge exasperated. "I am with the older you, which is how the older you knows to look after the baby. Calm down. I'm fine. Baby is fine. There's nothing you need to worry about. Just contact Ladybug and go from there."

Hesitantly, he pulled out his staff and did as she instructed. However, five minutes later, and he had a whole new set of worries. "I can't contact Ladybug, and I have no idea where the akuma is. And it seems the Ladyblog's down, too."

Marinette made some grunt noise. "Then go search for her."

"I can't leave you alone!" Chat cried, eyes wide.

She shot him a smile with a raised eye brow. "You seem to be forgetting this is my past. I know my way around Paris."

"But—"

"I'm fine, kitten," she said. "I'll find a café or something to sit down at, or just marvel at the fact Paris is in one piece."

He frowned. "How about this?" he said, grabbing her by the waist and taking his staff out in the other hand. "I drop you off at your old room. Okay?"

She grinned and held onto his shoulders. "Okay. If you insist."

So he carried her to her room, dropping her off on her balcony.

"Thank you, Chat," she said. "Stay safe and be careful, okay?"

He grinned. "Okay." And with that, he was off.

He ran around Paris, searching for Ladybug or the akuma or anything, really.

And that's when a thump behind him called his attention. He spun around, his staff drawn only to see not the akuma nor his lady.

Well, kinda not his lady.

She was grown, womanlier—he tried to pull his thoughts away from that as quick as he could—her hair was longer, and her costume wasn't quite as red, instead boasting long, black gloves and tall, black boots.

And did she have wings? It almost looked like she had wings.

"You are so small," she commented with a teasing grin. "Look at you. Geez."

With that, she placed a hand way over his head to, if he would guess, how tall he grew in the future. He took a moment to appreciate his clear growth spurt before shaking his head and getting back to the task at hand. "I have no idea where the akuma is."

"I didn't see him, either," she commented as she scanned the city over once more. "However, I know of a couple supers that are in this time. The Eiffel Tower has always been our meeting place. I bet they'll be waiting there. Come on."

Chat followed the older bug to the tower where, low and behold, two others were waiting. Rena Rouge was the most easily recognizable. She, too, had grown up. While she'd always been curvy, she had grown a little taller and now looked womanly. Her hair was still long and flowing, and her costume had no changes that he could see. However, as Chat looked to the man in the blue suit, he couldn't help but stare.

The man with bright red hair grinned. "I didn't think I'd get that response."

"Chat," Ladybug said from behind him. "That's La Peon. You'll get to know him a little later. But Rena, you should know."

"Aww," the vixen said from behind him, "I forgot he was this small before he started eating better."

Chat's jaw dropped. "What?"

Ladybug smacked Rena's arm. "Can you try not to share future secrets?"

Rena looked only a tinge sheepish. "Sorry. I just forgot how small he was. And that he used to wear his hair like that."

Chat looked down at himself then grabbed at his hair. "Is it bad?"

"No," Ladybug said, glaring at Rena. "There is nothing wrong with it."

"If I can interject," Peon said. "Can we go to Master Fu's now? I'd like the whole team back."

"Missing your wife already, Feathers?" Rena teased.

He glared. "Says the woman who's always fussing over a turtle."

"Guys!" Ladybug cried. "Can we focus?!"

Chat was so lost.

"Fine," Peon said. "I'll behave. Can we go?"

Ladybug simply took out her yo-yo and slung it across the city, disappearing from the tower in no time flat.

Le Peon was next, stretching hidden wings and gliding down to the streets.

Rena Rouge looked over to Chat and gave him a cheeky grin. "This is what you have to look forward to. Like, all the time," she said with a wink before hopping off the tower.

Seemed like he had a lot to look forward to. And honestly… he couldn't wait.

Ladybug landed next to Chat on a rooftop of a very familiar hotel. It was probably the nicest looking building in Paris, which meant all it needed was a fresh coat of paint and the awning replaced for it would be looking as good as it did back in her time.

Chat pressed a combination of numbers on the door lock before swinging it open. "Come on, little lady."

She followed Chat into the dark hallway. The sound of Not-Emma (Chat wouldn't divulge the name) fussing was the only thing filling the stairs. "Shhh," Chat sounded, shifting to cradle her to his chest even though she was about as close as she could get with the chest-facing baby carrier. "You're okay. You're okay."

They made it down four flights of stairs before opening the door. The interior that was revealed looked a little dingier, but considering how gaudy and pristine it was before, it didn't look run-down at all. She followed Chat as they wound down the hallways to a room that looked extremely familiar.

"Why are we at Chloe's? Wait…" Ladybug quirked a brow. "Is she a hero now?"

He smiled down at her. "Just trust me, little lady."

Ladybug just took that as a yes.

The door opened, revealing an older Chloe. She immediately burst into a grin as she looked at Not-Emma. "Gimme!" she cried, her arms open and ready to take the baby.

Ladybug had to blink, like, ten times over.

Because Chloe, in her sleek, yellow dress and heels, did not just demand to take a baby.

But Chat simply pulled Not-Emma out of her carrier and placed the little girl in Chloe's arms.

Chloe immediately started up gibberish talking to the baby, making Not-Emma smile and gurgle happily. She spun and marched inside, leaving Chat and Ladybug to follow.

Chat snorted a laugh that he quickly hid behind his glove. "Sorry, little lady, but your face is really priceless right now."

She was sure it was. "Are you going to tell me Lila is our new best friend, too?"

He snorted. "Nah. Lila went back to Italy once Adrien Agreste was no longer on the market."

Ladybug froze a moment before taking a couple hesitant steps forward.

He paused to look back at her. "I know about that," he said with a soft smile. "And I know it wasn't just because he's a model, otherwise, I probably would be giving you a lot of flack about it."

She felt herself blush. "Is… is he happy?" she asked. "That we know of?"

Chat gave her a nod. "Yeah," he said. "He's pretty happy."

At least that was nice to know.

"Ladybug! You got hit, too?"

"Alya?" Ladybug said, seeing her best friend from her time-period standing next to an older… and very-toned Nino.

Apparently, he took up the superhero past-time, too.

However, she couldn't stare too long before Alya's excited babble pointed out Nathaniel was in the room, too.

"Hey, Ladybug," he shyly waved.

"What are you two doing here? Correction," she quickly said, pointing at Alya. "You need to stop following Chat and I so closely. What are you doing here, Nathaniel?"

"I was at the Louvre when I was hit," he explained. "Alix was hit, too, but I don't know where she is."

"Kim probably found her," Nino easily brushed off, and when did his voice get deeper? If he and Alya were still together, Alya scored. "Even if he didn't. Alix can hold her own."

Ladybug thought she heard Chat mumble something about psycho vigilante, but she ignored it.

"So," Chat said, rubbing his hands together. "We have a problem."

"And that is…?" Chloe asked, cradling the baby in her arms.

"Both past and current TimePiece are here."

Nino and Chloe's jaws hit the ground.

"Duuude!" Nino moaned as he rubbed his hands down his face. "Are you kidding me right now?"

"We can't even take on one!" Chloe added. "With six supers!"

"I know. I know," Chat said. "Meaning we have to send one of them back to the past—"

"The past already has one, doesn't it?" Chloe said. "The past time piece couldn't make one person go to the future without sending someone else back."

"Yeah, but would that be the present one or the future one we're fighting?"

Ladybug rubbed her temples. Time travel made her head spin.

"I don't know," Chat said. "But the point is that all of them will go away if we just grab the past TimePiece. The original one. Then past Ladybug can fix everything and we'll be all good to go."

Chloe and Nino looked skeptical.

"And Ladybug—your Ladybug, the future one," Nino said, "isn't going to kill you for sending the future TimePiece back to her? My Alya will."

"As long as we made this future not a reality by stopping the original TimePiece, I think she'd kiss me instead."

Alya looked at Ladybug with a dangerous gleam in her eye. "I'm sure she would," she teased with a wink. "I'd kiss the original Nino."

"Okay," future Nino said with a teasing grin. "I'll do it."

Alya chuckled.

"We're still missing the obvious," Chloe said, calling the attention of the others. "How do we get future TimePiece to the past in the first place?"

"That's the question, isn't it," Chat said, his ears lowering.

"And the point being we have to make him get hit with his own ray or we're still going to have two TimePieces on our hands."

"I'm so lost," Ladybug spoke up. "What do you mean he has to get his with his own ray and not the past TimePiece's ray?"

Chat took a breath. "Okay, are you ready for this? This is really confusing."

Ladybug nodded.

"So," he said. "My past included your little mirror trick that started this whole thing hitting TimePiece instead of me. Which meant you got a TimePiece that had ten years' experience fighting you and me. And in those ten years, his powers evolved so that he could isolate sending someone into the future without the future person entering our timeline."

He paused and waited for Ladybug to nod for him to continue.

"Okay, because of that, we had to be extra careful because if we were hit, we were screwed. There would be two supers in one timeline and no supers in the timeline there needed to be supers in. Got it?"

"And that's how Paris got so bad, isn't it?" Ladybug said, pieces slowly fitting together in her mind. "We couldn't fight him well without the fear we were going to disappear?"

Chat nodded. "And we couldn't hit him, otherwise, we'd send him who knows where without any ability to fix the problem."

Ladybug bit her lip. "And we haven't been able to take him for ten years?"

"Between him and Mayura, we were so screwed for a while. We only just got the Peacock back."

"Hard to believe Feathers has only been with us for three years," Nino commented.

"Seems like forever," Chloe agreed. "He fit right in with us."

"And he helped," Nino said. "Because of him, we almost grabbed TimePiece once."

"Once," Chloe repeated. "TimePiece never made that slip up again."

Chat nodded. "Hawkmoth made himself a doozy of a villain with TimePiece. And before you ask, no, we can't find him. We got lucky—and I mean supernatural Kwami level of lucky—with Mayura."

"She made a mistake trying to take your Miraculous," Chloe jumped in. "And she almost learned who you were."

"You were walking around with one earring for the day," Nino said.

"I got it back," Chat said, the tone of his voice hinting at pain. "And happened to take Mayura down with it."

His expression was tight, and even though he was ten years older, Ladybug knew that expression: he didn't want to talk about that day. And not even to keep secrets. That day hurt.

She reached out to rest a hand on his shoulder.

"Let me tell you, little Ladybug," Nino said. "We've been flat out lucky none of us have truly lost our miraculous."

Ladybug nodded. "Those… aren't good odds."

Chat shook his head. "No. Few things have been in our favor these last ten years."

"But we have to try something," she continued. "Because this timeline isn't going to be my future if I can help it. Chat's right: if we stop the original, none of this will happen. And with all the experience you all have, taking down the original one will be a piece of cake."

Chat stared down at Ladybug with a proud grin. Nino simply shook his head. "Same. Old. Ladybug."

"This is why we're friends," Chloe said with a grin. "Now, we just have to get someone to watch the baby."

"Umm…" Alya started, pointing at herself. "Babysitter. Right here."

Chloe held the baby tightly. "Not that I don't trust you—I've had to more than you know—but we already have someone else in mind."

Chat nodded. "No offence, Alya, but we already have emergency babysitters lined up. Superheroes kinda have to."

Alya pouted. "Fine," she relented. "Fair enough."

"I'll go drop her off," Chat said, "then we'll meet over by the warehouse he's hiding out in, okay. Bring prisms and mirrors. We'll try to get past TimePiece to shoot the future one?"

"Chloe's got those in plenty," Nino teased.

She just glared at him as she slid Not-Emma back into her carrier on Chat's chest.

"Please don't kill each other," Chat warned, slightly exasperated as he strapped his daughter back in her little pouch.

"We haven't this far," Nino said, smirking.

"No promises," Chloe cheekily retorted.

Chat sighed as turned to head out the door. "I'll see you in a bit."

Ladybug followed obediently behind. "Are they always like that?" She whispered once out of earshot.

Chat smirked. "No. Sometimes, they're worse."

"That's going to be fun to look forward to," Ladybug grumbled.

"At times," Chat chuckled with agreement. "But they're family, and we love them."

Chat didn't recognize the place, but his older partner marched in with certainty. He followed like an obedient cat with the two other supers trailing behind.

"Master Fu?" Older Ladybug called out.

The moment they rounded the corner, Chat saw a man he instantly recognized.

"Ahh," he said. "Future Ladybug. How can I help you?"

"I'm going to need more superheroes."

Master Fu frowned.

"Listen," she politely explained. "The akuma, TimePiece, is in the future, and I don't see any TimePiece here. The time stream is slowly being altered to the point where it's… this past is no longer becoming mine. To fight him, to prepare for whatever the future counterparts have planned, I need to bring more supers into the fray. The supers that I have with me in the future."

Master Fu stroked his little beard. "Are you certain that is the only way?"

She nodded. "I wouldn't have come here otherwise. Furthermore…" her gaze fell to the ground. "The future of Paris… it's not a good one. It's in shambles, and I, as the role model they look up to to protect and care for the people and city, cannot let future Paris become a reality. Please, Master Fu. I understand your hesitations, but I do not want the future of this Paris to be mine."

Master Fu looked at her, then slowly smiled. "You've become a good guardian."

Ladybug smiled. "I swore I would never let you down."

Master Fu beamed with pride before motioning toward the record player in the corner. Ladybug walked up to it, pressing the dragons' eyes to reveal a combination of buttons. She pressed a few, causing the record player to shift and turn before opening to reveal an octagonal wooden box that looked very similar to the one he had received. She lifted the box lid and pulled out two miraculous, placing them in boxes very similar to the one he'd received.

"And yours, Master Fu. I'm sorry."

He easily slid the bracelet off his wrist and gave it to her. "He becomes a good turtle, though, no?"

Ladybug nodded. "A very good turtle you would be proud of."

"Then I give it up happily."

"Thank you," she said.

"I trust you know what you are doing, Ladybug," he said with a smile.

"I hope I do, too."

She walked over to Chat and presented him with one of the boxes, which he stared at in complete confusion.

"Chat, I know that secret identities should be secret, but I'm thinking… hoping… that you find her before I do. That," she grinned sweetly, "and I owe you that trust."

Chat smiled, his heart warm. "I know you have your reasons for keeping secrets."

"I do," she said. "Just as I have my reasons now for sharing them with you." She opened the box to reveal the fox miraculous. "I am entrusting this box to you," she said.

Chat stood proudly and nodded. "Who?"

Ladybug grinned. "The ladyblogger."

Chat's eyes widened, but the more he processed it, the more it made sense. "No wonder there was never any footage of Rena on the LadyBlog."

Ladybug grinned. "She makes a good hero, though."

"That she does," Chat said, smiling up at Rena.

"Aww, thank you!" Rena hugged him tight. "This is why I always liked him."

Ladybug snorted before handing over a box to Paon. "Here. Take Rena and go give you-know-who his miraculous."

Paon took it with a firm nod. "You got it."

"In the meantime, Chat and I will go give the bee to someone else."

Chat smirked.

Ladybug looked down at him. "Don't think I don't know the teasing game you like playing with her."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Chat said, his smirk betraying his words.

Ladybug just shook her head and gave the bee over to Chat. "Meet you at the Eiffel Tower once we've got our recruits," she said to Peon and Rena.

"You got it. See you there."

Ladybug wasn't quite sure how to react to seeing her parents' bakery, the home she grew up in, as run down as it was. It needed a new coat of paint and the lettering on the windows was wearing off.

"But they're doing well, right?" she asked, concern bubbling up before she could stop it.

"No one is doing quite like they were before," Chat said. "But by this world's standards, they're still doing well."

Well, that was something of a comfort.

Chat entered the shop. Only to be immediately greeted by Sabine. "Chat Noir, and my little grandbaby!"

"Hey, Maman," he said, hugging her as best he could with Not-Emma still strapped to his chest. "Can you watch—"

"As if you even have to ask," Sabine said as she began removing her granddaughter from the carrier, only to cradle the little girl against her chest.

Only then did she glance over at Ladybug. Her face fell immediately. "Oh dear," she sighed.

"The past bug was hit by TimePiece and sent up here to our future," Chat easily explained.

"Ah," Sabine said with a nod. "As long as my daughter isn't lost in time somewhere, I'm okay."

"How long have you known?"

Sabine looked down at Ladybug, who was somewhat surprised the question had slipped out in the first place.

Slowly, Sabine gave her a motherly grin. "For a while," she said. "You told me when you started bringing Chat around more often. He's a good one," she teased.

Ladybug glanced up at Chat, who was rubbing his neck shyly. "So… you're okay? That I'm Ladybug?"

Sabine paused. "I think what I will say is that I'm proud of the young woman you have become."

Ladybug's heart warmed as her mother patted her cheek.

"Now," Sabine said. "Go fix Paris. Tom and I have little Emilie here."

"Emilie?" Ladybug repeated.

Chat cleared his throat. "Yeah. Emilie."

She looked over at her baby that her mother held protectively. Emilie. It was a pretty name and very close to Emma.

She liked it.

"I think we should go," Chat said. "The others are waiting for us."

"I suppose we should," Ladybug agreed.

"Don't worry," Sabine said. "Emilie will be perfectly fine. Go on."

"Thanks, Maman," Chat said, pressing a kiss to Sabine's cheek. "Best mother-in-law ever. Tell Papa I said hi."

Ladybug couldn't help but grin. "Yeah. Thank you, Maman. Say hello to Papa for me."

Sabine gave Ladybug a smile. "You're welcome, dear. And I will. Now, go save Paris."