Unbeta'd. Sorry for any grammatical errors.

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Most of it felt like a dream.
    Marinette felt guilty for leaving Adrien behind, but it was known to be bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her dress before the wedding.

  She felt incredibly sentimental. Marinette even decided to wear the new pair of earrings Adrien had gifted to her the night prior.

  The blunette glanced at herself in the mirror, her heart racing at how wonderful her dress looked on her.
   She pressed her lips together, in complete denial that this was actually going to happen. She was going to marry the man of her dreams, her high school sweetheart. Marinette was on cloud nine. Nothing would be able to bring her down at that very moment. She was elated, she felt like she could walk on air.

   "This is it..." Marinette murmured, her fingers tracing the sweetheart neck line before she turned towards Alya who stood behind Marinette with a grin wider than the seven seas.

   "This is the dress..." Marinette nodded. The excitement bubbled to her toes.

Alya cupped her mouth, her body trembling as she tried not to cry.  "Marinette, you look amazing...I'm so happy for you..." Alya spoke, standing beside Marinette so that they both were able to have a good look at the dress in the mirror.

Marinette cupped her cheeks, her heart hammering against her chest.
  " You're going to make me cry..." the blunette conceded.

Alya wrapped her arms around her best friend, squeezing her to her body enthusiastically.

The brunette pulled back to look at Marinette her brow perking as she spotted the studs Marinette was sporting.

"Oh? Looks like you've got new bling to match your dress." Alya replied, her fingertip tapping the diamond stud.
   The blunette blushed and she shied away from her best friend.

"Shh!" She hissed, her cheeks only growing more and more dark.
"Adrien gave them to me as a gift. He said they'd look great with my wedding dress, so I decided to wear them. Just for today." She explained.

  Alya giggled, stepping back to get a good view at the train on the back of Marinette's dress.

"You look amazing, Marinette. I can't stress that enough..."

Marinette bit her lip bashfully, reaching up to tuck some hair behind her ear.
   "Thanks, Alya."

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    Adrien carried Louis in his arms as he returned to work to retrieve something.
   The last thing Adrien wanted to do was to return to work on his day off. He worried about Lila prowling around, especially after what had happened a few days prior. He certainly didn't want her to catch a glimpse of Louis either. She was just someone that he didn't want around him or his family.
  The model stepped over cords and passed by sets in a hurry.
Louis held on to him and watched, his blue eyes curiously glancing over at the crew that he was actually interesting in playing with.

Adrien poked his head behind a backdrop, hoping the coast was clear. For a brief moment he was thankful that his father had other models.
Granted, his dad didn't like when he took spontaneous days off but at least he had other fill ins when Adrien failed to step in for the job, which was a lot more often than anyone would expect.
   It was more of a desired outcome for Adrien than a failure.

Adrien had just barely made it to his dressing room when he heard someone behind him.

   "Did you really think it was a good idea to bring your baby here?" Camille asked, her expression clearly reprimanding his decision as she crossed her arms.

Adrien paused, a nervous smile on his face as he awkwardly turned to her.

   "Well...I didn't have anyone to watch him, and I'm only here for a couple seconds. I have to grab a few things and we'll be up and out!" The model assured, glancing over to his toddler who looked back at him as he spoke.
"Right buddy?" Adrien gestured, bouncing the little one on his hips.

Louis smiled, his legs flailing out of excitement and he nodded, agreeing with his father without hesitation even though the little one had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

  "See? Snappy. Promise" Adrien replied, looking back at Camille with a casual shrug.

Camille shook her head, reaching into her back pocket for her phone.
   "Just keep an eye on him. There's a lot of holes, cords and lights around. He could get into something and hurt himself."

Adrien nodded.
   "Yep! Noted!" He ushered, turning away to get to his dressing room.

"Have you seen Lila?" Camille asked, quickly glancing up at Adrien. "She was supposed to show up for a photoshoot but she didn't. We've tried calling, no response..."

Adrien froze, furrowing his brow before he shook his head.

He admitted that it was quite odd that she didn't show up. She was usually the first one here, before anyone else.

   He knew because she was always waiting for him.

"Nope, I'm sure she was upset that Marinette came to pick me up the last time she was here. Marinette also told her that I was taking a few days off. I'm not here for her to stalk like some sort of prey, so she probably got bored and slept in today." He replied, placing Louis down before he opened the door to his dressing room.
The child widened his eyes, everything in the room was appealing. He wanted to play with anything and everything. It was not everyday that he got to be at his father's work and play with everything he kept in his dressing room.
   The toddler immediately ran into the room, grabbing anything he could off the hangers to play with them.

Adrien turned to Camille.
   "Look, I don't mean to sound callous but I don't really care for Lila or for anything she does. If you don't mind, I'd prefer not to be asked about her or even mention her. Chances are I don't know, I'd rather not disturb my mental space."

Camille furrowed her brow, stuffing her phone into her pocket.
   "Why? Did she do something to you?" She asked, her face twisting with concern.

Adrien was embarassed, he didn't want to have to explain what happened to him in front of his son.
It was ridiculous, but he was embarassed at the situation. He was glad that Marinette had made an appearance at the right time, preventing her from going any further, but he just didn't want to remember it or have to talk about it.

The blonde shook his head, deciding against conversing about it.
  "Nothing. She just comes on too strong. I don't want to be associated." He deadpanned, turning his attention back to his son.

Adrien widened his eyes as Louis had already threw all the costumes on to the ground.
    "I'll talk to you later-" Adrien replied, cutting the conversation short as he entered his dressing room and asked Louis to clean his mess.

Camille watched Adrien close the door to his dressing room with a grimace.
   She hoped whatever was happening between him and Lila would settle out in whats best for the both of them.

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   "So two months, the wedding is in two months. How are you not a nervous wreck?" Alya asked, glancing over to Marinette as the pair walked down the street in the direction towards her parents bakery.

   "I've given birth to Louis, and his head was huge when he was born." Marinette reminisced. "If I can go through child birth without an epidural, I think I can handle a wedding." The bluenette joked. "Besides, I've been wanting to marry Adrien for quite some time. Fourteen year old me is screaming right now."

Alya chuckled, placing an arm around her shoulder casually.
  "She definitely is." She replied pursing her lips. "I've no idea what childbirth is like, but I hear scary stories about it. I was there when you gave birth and you didn't poop yourself." She pulled back to look at Marinette as her face flushed with embarassment.

"So you're a warrior-" Alya teased with a grin.

Marinette glanced at her friend, giggling before she stuck her tongue out.
   The duo paused as Marinette stepped on something. The bluenette glanced down, glass underneath her flat slippers.

"Did someone drop a mirror?" Alya asked, grabbing Marinette and taking a step back from the mess.

Marinette furrowed her brow, noticing a woman hunched over the pile of glass at their feet.

Alya glanced at Marinette who returned the look. Marinette had a bad feeling in her stomach.

Alya released Marinette's hand, slowly approaching the short blonde haired woman.
  "Excuse me?" Alya mused, carefully stepping around the glass as she moved in closer. "Ma'am, are you alright?" She asked.

Marinette waited awkwardly, her eyes glancing up at the woman who hunched over.
   The female bit her lip, her brow furrowing upon noticed that a shard of glass had been sticking straight up from the woman's neck.
   Small droplets of blood pooled at the wound site before it stained the dark blue shirt she wore.

"Alya..." Marinette warned, looking back to her friend, concern etched into her voice.

Alya turned her head, looking back at Marinette with a perked brow. "What?"

Just as if on cue, the woman immediately flipped over, her arms open as she lunged at Alya.

Marinette felt her heart jump to her chest.
  "Alya!" She screamed out, not hesitating to push her friend out of the way.
    The girls both tumbled to the ground with a grunt. Alya immediately scrambled to her feet, grabbing Marinette's hand and helping her up.
  "Why do Akumas always show up when I'm pregnant?!" The bluenette rasped as she struggled to get on her feet.
  Both girls immediately took off running towards the far end of the street.
  Marinette gripped Alya's hand, rounding between two buildings to hide in an alleyway.

"What the heck was that?!" Alya breathed, poking her head out to glance down at the location they were just running from.

Marinette tucked some hair behind her ear.
  Marinette stood against the opposite building.
"I-I don't know. But did you see the shard of glass in her neck?" Marinette asked. "I don't think that was an accident."

"That's because it wasn't--" a sharp voice emanated from between them, breaking the silence.

   The girls both looked up to see a strange woman standing on the top of the building.

Her skin was purple, and her hair a dark black. She had a bodysuit that almost resembled Ladybug's suit, except her suit was a complete solid green.
   The female flicked her bangs, tucking some hair behind her ears to flash the shards of glass in her hoop earrings.
   "An insenstive wench..." the girl recounted, picking large shards of glass off her jewels. "A desperate nobody who deals with people who could care less..."

Marinette widened her eyes, something in her gut telling her that she may have known who this person was.
She reached up, touching her earrings. Her heart sank at the realization that she was wearing the stud earrings that Adrien purchased for her wedding.
She was never this careless when it came to her miraculous, and the one time she was, it came down to this.
  
   "I'm that manipulative bitch you and Adrien made me out to be..." the female murmured, lacing the glass between her fingers. "So lets see how manipulative Adrien sees I can be when I have complete control over your time, your body and your mind..."
   A wicked grin spread across her lips as Lila threw the shards of glass at both the girls.
   Marinette rolled, throwing herself in the opposing direction.
"Alya!" She called, as Alya dodged and cowered, expecting a shard to come straight at her.
 
Marinette flinched as a shard bounced right in front of her face.

  Lila paused, fresh shards forming in the hoop of her earrings.
   "Fucking volture, huh?" She asked, picking the pieces from her earrings and reloading them back into her knuckles.
  Marinette used the time she stalled to crawl over to her friend, she held her small bag close to her, knowing full well that Tikki was worried.
Marinette needed to find a way home to get her earrings.

"Alya, get Adrien." Marinette hastily whispered to her friend who was wide eyed and in terror.
   "Tell him to bring my earrings. Please make sure our son is safe. If she's here, I have no doubt she'll be after them. Don't let the glass touch you, she'll have complete control over you" Marinette explained.

Alya nodded, hesitating to leave Marinette behind. She paused, glancing back at the blunette.
"Please...be careful..." she murmured, before she stood up and ran out of the alleyway.

Marinette gasped, shards of glass whisking past her.
  She crawled over to the dumpster, hearing the glass clash with the metal.

"I need to lead her away from here. To keep her distracted until I know Louis is safe, and Chat Noir returns with my earrings." Marinette whispered, looking down at her kwami who poked her head from the bag.

"I don't know, Marinette. I have a bad feeling about this one...." Tikki murmured, her eyes wide with worry.

Marinette flinched as Lila landed in front of her.
  She immediately stuffed her kwami back into her bag and made a run for it.
Her being pregnant didn't help, and Marinette cursed her swollen feet for hindering her progess.

The blunette jumped, seeing shards glide right by her.
   She had her eyes on the bakery. She was almost there, she was going to make it. Marinette cried out, a small cry of pain as she felt a small sharp pain on the back of her neck.

Her bag glided across the ground, Tikki whimpering as she banged against the ground.
  The kwami poked her head out, looking around carefully in an attempt to not be seen.

   The kwami gasped, her eyes wide as Marinette lay on the ground. The kwami cowered, trying not to be caught as Lila landed beside her chosen.

    Marinette couldn't think, all she could hear was whispering. She looked back over to her kwami who watched her in horror.

  Marinette could tell by the circumstances that she was hit, and her heart ached as she gave in to the whispering.
She closed her eyes, unable to fight and just like that everything went black.

   "Tisk tisk!" Lila sang, crouching down to look at Marinette.
   "Looks like you're mine now...." her sharp voice faded into darkness.