Previously in the prologue, Marinette receives some bad news. She is as anyone should be in this situation sad as ever. To say she is only sad is an understatement. She is downright, miserable, in the state of depression and unsure who to turn too.  Little does she know that anyone else is close by enough to notice the state she is right now.

            Meanwhile, Chat Noir is on patrol! He hears a sob. He can tell whoever or whatever it is seems to be in pain. He is not sure if he should go any closer. He turns to leave, but hears the sound again. He believes someone cries alright, but who? Why on such a pleasant day like this one? He steps closer to where the noise comes and gasps! He sees her! Why it is his princess! He is most sure of it that she is one who cries so much. He wonders who or what made her cry?

          Now onto the current chapter, Chat Noir continues to worry about Marinette!  He must find out the cause of her distress at once.   He cannot possibly leave now. Not when she is clearly in need of a friend.  He taps on the window.  He gets no answers.  He does not give up that easily.  He goes over to the hatch door, pulls on it and opens it. He climbs inside, slowly closes it back.  He locks it behind him to make sure no one follows him.

        Marinette does look up. She does not seem to notice he is even there. She still to busy with her hysterical sobs.  She cannot seem to stop. She tries not to be so loud.  She fails.  She feels someone or something gently hold her hand. She turns around and gasps.

       "Ch-Chat Noir, how long have you been here?"  Marinette ask.  She figures her question is innocent enough as he did seem to appear out of now where.

        "Oh, I was out on patrol.  I could hear your sobs, so I came to check it out and saw it was you.  I hope you do not mind I came by for an inopportune visit.  It being short notice, and all.  I suppose if it disturbs you I can go!"  Chat replies. He waits to see what she will say.  He did come to find out what it is or who rather hurt her.  He wishes to pound him to bits whoever the boy is that did this to her. 

       "It is rather awkward I am afraid."  Marinette begins. She is still not sure how to even explain to Chat.  The news still new, and so horrid.  She thinks, should I tell him?   Perhaps,if I do he shall leave anyway, then what?  Then, again, if I say nothing, he will definitely go away.  I shall find myself in worse state than I am in already if this shall happen.

       "Purriness, what ever it is you can tell me!  Cat's honor,I will not tell a single soul."  Chat says.

      "Chat, it is rather bad."  Marinette says sadly.

     "Yes, I figure as much when I see you in tears. Who did this to you?  Why?  How could they dare to harm such a pure, innocent girl like you?   A girl who means so much to many."  Chat Noir remarks.

        "It is not like that at all.  It is just that the phone call was not quite the way I thought it would be and..."  Marinette says.

         "What?  Did someone threaten you?"  Chat responds.  He looks angry like he could  pounce  on someone at any moment!

         "No, if only that were it. "  Marinette sobs even more. She is so upset she is not sure how to tell him.

          "What took place?  Marinette, tell me so I fix it for you!  I can make it all right again.  I will make sure they pay for whatever they did to you."  Chat remarks. He is not sure what all took place, but is sure it has to be bad for Marinette to be this teary eyed over it.

          "Chat, stop!  It is not anything to fix." Marinette responds. She sounds angry with him now.  She does not mean to be, but she wishes he would just listen for a change.

          "What?  Mari?"  Chat says in surprise.

         "I mean it.  My parents are g-gone!  Do you not get it?  My mom is dead!  My father too!  I am orphan and there is nothing anyone can do to fix it!"  Marinette blurts out.  She sees Chat's face change from one of anger to one of pity. 

         Chat looks at her.  He cannot think of the right words to cheer her up.  What could he say?  He just found out her parents are both dead?  He grabs her hands,kisses her cheek and begins to cry too.

         Marinette stares at him. She does not say another word. She just stands their and lets him cry with her.  She does not know why, but some how his visit, and tears seem to sooth her sad soul.  She finds it be ironic that the man on the phone said to call a friend, and right when she needs it most, Chat shows up.  She knows now she needs him!  She needs him more than ever she did in her past.

       "Chat, do not cry!  It is not your fault. I  am sorry, I  rose my voice at you."  Marinette says as sweetly as she can under the circumstances.

       "Marinette, how can I not cry?  you lost your parents?  why did this happen?" Chat says.

         "I d-do not k-know, Ch-Chat.  They were out of town!  It was nothing that could be done."  Marinette says. 

          "Purincess, do you have someone to keep you company tonight?"  Chat ask.

         "What do you mean?"  Marinette says.

        "I mean you should have to be alone. You need support. So, is Alya available?"  Chat says.

         "I  am not sure. I mean she is not exactly in Paris anymore. She did move years ago."  Marinette remarks.

        "Oh, yeah!  Sorry to open old wounds then."  Chat says.

         "There you go apologizing for nothing again!"  Marinette says. She hugs him.

              Chat hugs her back as he whispers, "I will stay tonight then and will not take no as an answer."

                Marinette nods her head. She is to sad and tired to argue. She figures what is the use anyway when he insist he stay with her. She could use his help anyway.  She grabs up some clothes, enters the bathroom, prepares for bed and returns to the room.

            Chat smiles when he sees her. He is glad she did not try to make him leave. He would have no troubles with keeping her safe tonight. He turns off the light as soon as she lays down. He lays beside her and as she sleeps, whispers, "Good night, princess!"  He kisses her cheek, grateful for the darkness so that she cannot seem him blush and for the fact she is not awake.

         Little does he know she was awake. She strugggles to stay asleep for long. She misses her mom and dad. She misses them way more than a young woman ever could. She might be in her twenties, but she still loves them.

           to be continued in Chapter  2  Chaton Buys Some Food?