Plagg and Adrien conversed about how to get me out unseen, where to take me and I get no say. "What if I want to go to a cafe and not The Louvre?" I ask and they look at me.

"Sorry," Adrien scratches the back of his neck, a cough emerging from his throat. "Sorry."

"Are you sick?" Plaggs eyes widen.

"A have a small cold," he nervously laughed. "What about it?"

"No one can be sick around Marinette." Why? Adrien sighs as his body grows white. Like an unsettling ghost white.

"O-Okay." He picks up his jacket and walks out of the room, once in the hall soon hitting the ground and nurses running out to him. Plagg runs out and picks him up, nurses bringing him to an empty room and Tikki running down the hall to the run. I stand up and follow them, looking through the door as Plagg does chest compressions.

"BP is dropping!"

The pad things static together. "Clear!" Tikki yelled and places one on his chest and one on his side. Adriens body goes up then down.

"Nothing." A nurse says, looking at his heart monitor. Come on Adrien. You were fine just a second ago.

"Clear!" Tikki yells, pressing the pads against him again, his body going up then down. They all went silent.

Beep, beep, beep.

"Heart rate steady and rising. BP 1 over 80 and rising as well." Plagg smiles, Tikki sighing softly as nurses marched out of the room, Tikki pushes Adriens hair out of his eyes as he groaned awake.

"W-What happened?" I walk in as he cracks his eyes open.

"You passed out. Your blood pressure dropped tremendously, you almost died," Tikki pulls her hands away. Plagg looks at me and motions for me to come into the room. "I'll call your Father and tell him you need to stay over night as a precaution."

"N-No need to do that." Adrien sits up, Plagg pushing down his shoulders to tell him he needs to lie down.

"It's a must Adrien. He needs to know you nearly died and that we just need to watch you for a day and-"

"No you don't understand." Adriens pupils shrink as he fights off Plagg, slinging his legs over the edge, stands up and walks into the hall. Plagg grabs his arm as Adrien grabs his jacket off the floor. Adrien rips his arms form his grasp and walks down the hall.

-+Adrien+-

I can't stay the night here, or a couple days or hours. I should just go home now, and never come back. I should have never volunteered. "Adrien can you tell us what we don't understand?" Tikki holds me by my shoulders.

"If I tell you you'd just send me away like he did."

"No Adrien. We'd like to help and we can only do that if you tell us." She smiles.

"He can't know I'm sick again." I mutter and walk past her and out of the hospital.

-+Tikki+-

Again?

-+Several Hours Later+-

I sit in my office studying the file from a decade ago. Adrien Agreste : disease ; unknown. The picture of him is unsettling. His skin is dotted with black marks that look like he's been burned, like he was today. Marinette gets white marks sometimes, but it's only if Adrien is around, was around, or the mention of him, and a lot when she was a baby.

I look at when there's a knock on my door, Plagg standing in my doorway. "Marinettes asleep," he walks in and looks at my desk, me trying to hide the file. He pulls it out from under my arms. "You know this is a break of conduct right? You can't go through patients files that aren't your patient."

"He said he was sick again Plagg. I just wanted to know," I lean back in my chair as he puts the file down. "And I think him and Marinette have the same illness. Adrien had black spots on his body when he was little and Mairnette got white spots."

"Well how could you tell with her? She's pale as shit."

"It was a ghost white, and I saw Adrien every once and a while so he was my patient," I stick my tongue out as him and he rolls his eyes. "How do you think the old gang is?"

"Lucky for you I was on Facebook yesterday," I giggle as Plagg sits on the edge of my desk. "Duusu and Nooroo are getting hitched, Wayzz and Trixx are on their second kid and Jubilee is curing sick kids in remote parts of Africa." Plagg smiles and I smile back. I really wish he would stop doing this to me.

"And..."

"And, nothing. They're all doing their own thing Tikki."

"No," I bite my lip. "And us?" Fuck, shit, kill myself. Plagg blushes and holds his head in his hands.

"I really wanted to be the one to ask." I blush and can't help but laugh. He looks up from his hands and holds mine. God this is like a cheesy chick flick movie;he loves those.