A/N: Before anyone reads this chapter, I want to ask you guys to trust me. As I've said before I planned everything out and its going to work. Please enjoy the ride.

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He didn't hesitate. Chat Noir didn't have to be told twice, his feline instincts immediately taking over.
Chat would give his life for Marinette in a second.
Not caring for Lila who stood behind him laughing, Chat leapt off the rails, jumping in after Marinette.
His heart raced, and it was almost hard to breathe as the wind blew in his face. He reached out to her, and in a split second his eyes connected with hers.
Her blue eyes sought his, tears drying on her face as she reached out to him.
Chat was hurting, she was falling at least a hundred miles a minute.
Chat reached further, almost as if he was reaching into an abyss, ready to pull her out of a black hole. He didn't know how he'd save himself, but that came after he was sure she was safe in his grasp.
He barely was able to graze her fingertips when something jerked him back.
The belt around his waist tightened and the blonde glanced above him, his teeth grinding at the sight of Lila holding on to him, stopping him as she caught him from one of the lower floors.
Chat glanced down, his eyes wide as he and Marinette were separated once more.
Without wasting anymore time, he grabbed his weapon, extending it until it plowed into the ground straight at the bottom. Chat aimed the top towards Lila's face, purposely jamming it into her jaw to inflict pain which he was sure would be his release.
Much to his dismay, Lila remained stubborn. She kept her grip on to his belt tail, tugging on him.
"You always have to be the hero-" She grunted. "In or out of costume, you'll always be a garbage cat who gets to watch innocent people die."

Chat struggled against the grasp as he was getting closer towards Lila and further away from Marinette.
He couldn't waste anymore time, and Chat undid his belt, free falling against his weapon.
"Marinette!" He called out, his eyes yearning for hers once more.
Marinette breathed out, her vision blurring and her heart beating with shock.

Chat reached out to her one last time, denying the inevitable.
His eyes widened and his heart ached, hearing the sound of her body smacking against the pavement.
"No!!!" Chat whimpered, his feet landing on the ground as he barely just made it.

Lila watched from above, wiping blood from her bottom lip. She turned, walking away as she climbed up to the tower.
Surprised that Ladybug hadn't made an appearance, the villain began to leap from rooftop to rooftop, lacing glass into her knuckles as she anticipated the worst.
Lila paused, the purple butterfly appearing across her eyes as Hawkmoth came through. Lila heard his voice in her head.

"Where are you Going? Chat is back there. Ladybug could show up at any minute..." Hawkmoth uttered out coldly.
Lila chuckled, fiddling with glass in her hands.

"Trust me..." She continued to move along. "He won't be moving anytime soon..."

Alya watched Lila as she leapt from building to building.

The female grabbed her phone, about ready to follow her and take photos to keep track of her location in case Ladybug and Chat Noir needed it.
She paused as she heard a cry a few feet down from her.

Her heart ached in her chest as she recognized Chat Noir's voice. Fearing that he was hurt, she decided to leave Lila behind and follow the sound of Chat's voice to investigate or get involved if she needed to.

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"No, no, no, no, no-" Chat whimpered, not even caring where Lila was at that very moment. His arms wrapped around Marinette, pulling her off the ground and holding her against his chest.

It hurt.

Chat couldn't describe the pain that emanated in his chest. It was as if his soul was ejected from his body, and the after remaining pain brought him to his knees.
And he did just that. The blonde gripped on to her, his heart racing faster than he could breathe.
Fear made his muscles ache, and his mind only ever knew how to deny what he was seeing in front of him.

"No, no, no." He whispered, squeezing his eyes shut as tears began to burn beneath his lids. "You're okay- we are going to go home to Louis.-" he breathed, holding Marinette tight to his chest. "B-Because we need you. I need you, Louis needs you...Paris needs you." He bit his lip, pulling back to look at his love's face.
Marinette remained limp, her eyes subtly open as she remained in his arms.

Chat reached up, cupping her still rosy cheeks. She was still warm, she was still beautiful the way she had always been. She was his lady, and the mother to his child. She was everything he could have asked her and more.

"Marinette?" He asked, his arms shaking her subtly as she remained unmoving.
"Marinette please-" Chat sobbed, his claws digging into the back of her dress as she brought her lifeless being into his chest again.
Chat squeezed his eyes shut, his mind refusing to wrap around that fact that he was too late. Things always worked out. There always had to be something. There had to be something he could have done.
Chat cried into her shoulder, his mind beating to the fact that he would have rather it been him. The hero clung on to her, rocking back and forth as if he was trying to calm himself.
"No, Marinette. Please-" he pleaded into the crook of her neck. "Please-" he sobbed, his body trembling as he cried.
She was warm in his arms, that's all that mattered. Any sign of life was all that he clung on for.
In his mind, if she was warm, then she was alive.
Her skin was still soft, like he had remembered. Her lips and cheeks were still rosy like they had always been. Nothing about her changed.

Alya watched, her eyes wide as she was almost ready to fall to the ground.
Her eyes watered, reading the pain in Chat's face that what he held on to, was the remains of her best friend.
Alya felt like the walls were closing in. She looked around, desperate to spot anyone that could help. She turned on her heels, running desperately down the street.
The sun had blessed the path with its rays, leaving a bittersweet, yet taunting feel to what they both were experiencing.
Alya didn't have the guts to approach. She felt sick to her stomach. She needed to get away, or she was going to break.

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Nino's eyes shot wide at the sounds of banging. He immediately sat up in bed, throwing the blanket over as he ran towards the front door.
He hastily opened it, his heart racing at the sight of Alya completely hysterical.

His eyes widened, his arms catching her as she collapsed into his embrace.
Alya gripped on to him, her body heaving as she finally cried. The images of Marinette in her head. She couldn't rid the thought of it. She was completely submerged in disbelief. Life without Marinette seemed nearly impossible to imagine.

Nino hugged her tightly, his first instinct was to calm her.
He carefully helped her inside and shut the door behind them. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, his heart racing with anxiety.

"Alya-hey. What's wrong?" He asked, his voice ushering even though he meant to sound relaxed. "Are you hurt?" He pulled back to cup her face.

Alya shook her head, tears streaming down her face as she tried to formulate words.
"T-There was an akuma..." Alya sobbed, reaching up to wipe the tears from her face. "A-And everyone is hiding. There's no one to help!" She cried out. "I couldn't go- Chat...he's-he's by himself." Alya breathed in, looking up at Nino as he furrowed his brow, attempting to make sense of her words.

"Chat is by himself? Where's Ladybug? Is she in trouble?" He asked, his hands running through her hair.

Alya sniffled, shaking her head as her eyes continued to swell with tears.
"I-Its Marinette..." Alya blinked, her face trying to withhold the hurt and fear she was feeling.
"S-She's gone..." She breathed.

Nino paused, his eyes blinking before he shook his head.
"Wait... gone? Did she go somewhere?" He asked, strain in his voice as he avoided the worst. He never thought something this bad could ever happen to either of them, let alone Marinette.
She was Ladybug, she was always in sticky situations but no matter what, she always found her way out and made it work. Paris depended on them, just as Chat Noir and his bug depended on each other.
Factors made their situation complex, but they both had a baby to take care of. It was pivotal that they made it back in one piece.

"No-" Alya breathed, her eyes staring down at the ground as she herself had trouble understanding what was happening. "She's gone..."

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The sky had began to darken. Chat didn't know what time it was, or how much had passed by.
Louis sat in the back of his mind, and Chat was still unable to breathe.
His body trembled, as he wailed. His voice cried out in pain, as he continued to hold her.
She wasn't warm anymore. Her cheels weren't rosy but pale, and Chat couldn't wrap his mind around the situation.
His eyes closed and his claws continued to grip into the back of her dress. Marinette's head fell on to his shoulder, occasionally falling back in forth with the movement of his rocking.

Chat breathed out, not entirely realizing that he had been holding her for quite a few hours. He ignored the small crowd that had begun to crowd around them.
He wasn't ready to part with her.
He knew that if they took her away, she'd never come back. He would never be able to hold her in his arms again. He would never be able to feel her against him, or look at her face. He couldn't bear that thought. She was all he had to live.

Chat paused, hearing a noise behind him. With grit teeth, he was about ready to call his Cataclysm until he spotted Nino and Alya.

Alya stayed put, not moving that much behind Nino. She couldn't bring herself to look at Marinette, she knew she wouldn't be able to handle it. The image of Marinette deceased would be etched into her mind for good.
Nino held his hands up, noticing the hostility in Chat.
Chat sniffled, his arms returning around Marinette where he continued to hold her against him.
Nino glanced down, his face dropping at he saw the small cracks on the ground of Marinette's impact.
He slowly approached the feline in distress. He clutched on tightly to Marinette's remains.
Alya peered over, her suspicions confirmed when she noticed that the tip of Marinette's fingers were blue.
She was dead.
Chat Noir wouldn't let go of her remains. The brunette turned her face, her body trembling as she cried.

Nino heard his girlfriend sob behind him.
Nino was also hurting. Both his best friend and his girlfriend were completely broken. He wanted to mourn with them, but he had to keep himself composed.
He needed to be strong so that those two had someone to lean on, someone to guide them and keep them sane. Marinette would have wanted that for them.

"Chat-" Nino began, his eyes scanning Chat as he clung on to what was once his betrothed.
"You have to let her go..." He whispered. "She's gone..."

Chat shook his head, refusing to listen to what his friend was telling him.
"No....no..." Chat whimpered through his teeth. "She's still warm...she's alive. She's here. I-I'll bring her home...and she'll wake up. Louis will jump on her, and she'll wake up like she always does..." He replied in a low rigid whisper. "She can't be gone..."

Nino frowned, his heart sinking to his stomach at the sight of his friend.
"She is..." Nino repeated. "There's no way she could survive a fall from that height..."

"NO- SHUT UP-" Chat cut him off, his grip on her only growing tighter. "She can't be....She just....She can't leave me...She can't leave me, she can't leave me....She can't leave me..." His voice cracked.

Nino reached out to Chat, placing his hand on his arm, coercing his claws out of the back of Marinette's dress.
"Louis needs you right now. Louis only has you. It's time to let her go, so Marinette can be at peace. She'll always be with you guys, but you have to go to Louis..." Nino explained.

Chat's eyes widened, his body trembling. This was truly a nightmare he was struggling to wake up from. He needed to wake up.
"I can't..." Chat breathed. "I need her..." His hand gripped on to Nino's hand tightly. "I need her, Louis needs her. I...I can't go home without her..."

Nino nodded, his hand gripping on to Chat's hand. Part of him worried that Chat would cataclysm him in his State of mind, but he remained calm.
"You're not alone..." Nino assured, hearing the soft cries of Alya behind him.

"I promise. We are here with you. We'll help you get through this. Marinette always wanted you to put Louis above her. Don't break Marinette's promise.... keep her alive by doing well to that promise."

Chat cried softly, it was hard.
He lost his mother, and now he lost his love.
Nino carefully tugged Chat away, allowing him to put Marinette back down so that she could be taken where she needed to be.
Chat hesistated, not taking his eyes off of Marinette.
"She looks cold-" He interjected, remaining obdurate once more. " She shouldn't be laying on the floor. Does anyone have a sweater? I-I want her to be warm..." Chat breathed.

Nino looked back at Marinette's lifeless remains on the ground. He nodded, grabbing his sweater and walking past the feline. He placed his sweater across Marinette.
"They'll take her from the ground." He sighed, rubbing his palms together.

The real challenge was to explain to Louis, and break the news to her parents.