Dawn came round rapidly.
   The sun set casted an eerie glow against the city.
The warm wind blew swiftly and Adrien was finally able to feel it

His green eyes veered off into the distance. His blonde hair blew into his cheeks and his brow furrowed as his irises glided up the length of the Eiffel tower.
  He stood in the familiar cemetery, his eyes lowering once more at the empty plot beneath his feet

   It was a sense of content as well as confirmation that overcame him. All simply because Adrien was drawing a conclusion.
   He didn't feel doubt and he didn't feel hurt. Instead he felt grateful for the second chance.

   Marinette was once buried here, right beneath his feet. A strange twist of fate brought her back into his arms. The area was quiet. It was serene, and most importantly it was empty.

    "I don't know why you came here to torture yourself..." Marinette murmured from beside him. The thought of her own death was quite fearful to her. Her blue eyes moved down towards the empty plot and she pressed her lips together. She felt a bit sick thinking that she was placed right in that plot.

   Louis stood awkwardly beside Marinette, his hand holding on tightly to hers as cemeteries frightened the little one.
   Marinette reached down, hoisting the toddler onto her hip.

  "I'm just drawing a final conclusion..." Adrien murmured, turning his head to face her.
  
   Marinette nodded, her eyes glancing back up to her love once more.
  "Maybe I will buy that plot..." she sighed, fixing her pink dress as she turned away, urging him to follow her out of the cemetery.

   Adrien perked his brow, subtly following her
  "You're going to buy this plot? Why?"

Marinette chuckled, briefly looking back at him
  "For your funeral. Especially after what you've got planned for today..." she shook her head as she approached their car parked on the street.

   Adrien laughed softly, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his jeans.
   "You think my father is going to kill me?" He teased, perking his brow.

Marinette opened the car door, placing her toddler in his car seat.
  "Well, he's definitely going to do something..." she sighed, buckling her little one into the seat securely.

   "Are you sure this is what you want to do?" She asked, pulling back to glance at Adrien with a nervous stance. "You dont have to for me and Louis. Honestly, I do get we have life to live..."

    Adrien smiled. He reached down and cupped her face.
  "I'm not doing this just for you and Louis. I'm doing this for me as well. This is something I should have done along time ago. I'm not living life the way that I should be..." he murmured briefly before he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.

    Marinette breathed out softly, leaning up and rubbing her nose on his.
   "I know...I just...I'll just cheer you on. Whatever decision you make, Louis and I are behind you. No matter what..." she assured, her hands reaching up to touch his as they rested on her cheeks.

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   Marinette always had an eerie feeling tingle down her spine every time she was inside the Agreste mansion.
   She almost felt bad for leaving Louis with his grandfather every now and again 
   The lobby was cold and even the people inside were cold. The blunette held on to her son protectively as Nathalie stepped out of Gabriel's workroom and closed the doors behind her.

   "Your father is ready to see you, Adrien." Nathalie's voice echoed throughout the hallow lobby.

   Marinette gulped, her mind racing to at least a hundred miles a minute.
   "A-Are you sure you want to do this now?" She asked, her voice quivering. "Perhaps it's better if you text him instead. We'll hide away in bed and then we won't be seen again."

   Adrien laughed softly. He leaned down to kiss her head softly.
   "If I don't do this here and now my father won't ever take me seriously. After the shit I've been through, my father doesn't scare me anymore..."

   Marinette pressed her lips together, still feeling a bit unsure.
  
  "Just wait for me here. I'll try not to be too long." The blonde assured.

   Marinette furrowed her brow.
"If you think I'm waiting around in here, you'd be completely batshit crazy." Marinette hissed.

   "Mrs. Agreste." Nathalie gestured to Marinette and Louis. "If you're hungry I can accompany you to the kitchen. Our chef just arrived with fresh food for the buffet."

  Marinette immediately perked up, her tummy growling as she was now eating for two.
   "Well..." she quickly glanced back at Adrien before the began to saunter over towards Nathalie. "Perhaps a meal or two won't hurt..."

    Adrien tsked, shaking his head with a small grin. His lady was definitely more sillier than he was.
   Adrien fixed himself up, watching Marinette leave with Nathalie and Louis to the kitchen.
   The blonde stepped inside his father's room.
    He closed the door behind him, shifting his gaze to his father who stood by his computer.

"This had better be important..." Gabriel muttered, his blue eyes snapping up to meet Adrien who stood casually by the doors.

    "It is important..." Adrien replied, rocking back and forth on his heels. "I've come to tell you that I quit..."

Gabriel paused.
   His eyes sharply remaining on Adrien as he wasn't quite sure what he had just heard.

   "What?" He asked, his brow perking.

Adrien sighed. He almost half expected to flinch but that was the old him.
   This was something he should have done ages ago.

   "I quit. Everything. The modeling, the events, the interviews... at least for right now. I need a break..." Adrien confessed, his eyes reaching up to the portrait of his mom.
    "I understand what you've been through. I know that Ladybug's lucky charm was to restore order. But when you lose someone that meant the world to you, no amount of magic or time change could erase the damage that it's done..." the male explained. "I was suicidal. I wasn't eating...I couldn't sleep. My life had no meaning. I was killing myself because I could not accept that I lost someone that gave me the reason to live... " he looked down briefly. "And then in turn, I pushed away everyone I loved. I neglected my own son, my own flesh and blood. I destroyed someone that was a piece of Marinette..."

   Gabriel furrowed her brow, his gaze lowering as he could almost empathize what his son meant.

   "I understand that working is your way of deflecting the pain. But I feel like I've learned from you and I've also learned from losing my fiance for a brief moment. It was only a couple of weeks, but it honestly felt like my whole life was passing by. It was unbearable."

  The room remained silent as the two simply looked at one other
  Gabriel remained silent, letting Adriens words sink in..

   "I wasn't living my life..." Adrien breathed. "You're not living your life either. Mom would have wanted you to live her life, just as Marinette would have wanted me to live mine. I'm not going to neglect my son anymore even if his mom was brought back."

  Gabriel sighed, turning back to glance up at the painting of his wife.

   "I'll be grabbing some things from the studio tomorrow..." Adrien explained. "When I come back, I can pick up where we left off..."

  Gabriel clenched his jaw, contemplating his decision.
   He knew that his son wasn't a child anymore. Adrien had been growing more and more independent.
  Not that he was defiant, but Gabriel realized that he no longer had control over him
  Adrien was going to leave whether he wanted him to or not.

   "Fine..." Gabriel muttered out, turning his gaze back over to his son.

   Adrien smiled, offering his father a respectful bow.

  "Take it easy father... take a break..." Adrien suggested, feeling quite pleased that it went well.

   Adrien had learned a valuable lesson. He would no longer take what he had for granted.
  He and Marinette put off so much on the risk that they'd have time to do it later

  That wasn't always the case

Adrien could see that now.

Adrien watched his father as he turned to the painting of Emilie
The blonde turned, excusing himself out of the room to allow his father to think by himself.

Gabriel sighed, glancing down at the brooch on his tie.
  The lines under his eyes deepened as he recalled the risk he took with Lila.
   He reached up, pulling the brooch from the linen before he placed it back into the jewelry box.

   Perhaps a small break wouldn't hurt.
The risk of losing both Adrien and Emilie was something too great. He didn't want to push that risk.

     Adrien closed the doors behind him, his green eyes shifting back towards Marinette and Louis as they exited the kitchen.

   Marinette hummed, dipping hot chicken wings into chocolate ice cream.

Louis stuck to his usual plate of nuggets, although what his mother was having didn't appeal much to his appetite either.

   "Uh...what are you eating?" Adrien asked, a light chuckle in his voice as Marinette joined him by his side.

   "Mmm...I'm not sure. I was craving wings and I was craving ice cream. So I thought I'd just have both." She replied, dipping a few more hot wings into the bowl of ice cream.

   Adrien nodded, grabbing Louis and placing him on his shoulders.

   "So...you're not sick are you?" The blonde asked as he  began to lead the family out of the front doors that led to their car outside

   Marinette paused, her eyes widening.

"Oh wait..." she groaned, her lips pressing together as she looked as if she was ready to puke.

   "Okay, yeah no. I'm fine." She shrugged, stuffing a few more wings into her mouth. "We really should hire that chef for our wedding..."

  Adrien snorted, a wide smile on his face as they exited the mansion.

"Hah!"

Marinette smiled, glancing up at her love. She reached over and grabbed his hand tenderly.
  "So...I see you're still alive. I'm assuming that talk you had with your father went well?"

   Adrien nodded, pausing as the family approached their car. He reached up and gingerly removed his toddler from his shoulders.
   "Yeah, I just hope he takes my advice. He could really use a break outside the confines of these walls..." the blonde murmured, his green eyes glancing back up at the front doors of his former home.
  The home that was once a prison for him as a teen.

   Marinette leaned into him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "I'm so proud of you..." she smiled sweetly.

   Adrien laced his fingers into hers, bringing her hand to his lips so that he could press a gentle kiss to it.

   "So...what are you planning to do now?" Marinette asked curiously, blushing as her hand now rested against his chest.

   Adrien pursed his lips, his eyes veering up as he thought.
A small smile graced his lips and he looked down at Louis briefly before his eyes shifted back to his love.

   "Alya and Nino are still spending a week in New York City, right?"

A/N: One more chapter left. Y'all ready?
This story is finally coming to a close. Never thought I'd ever start and actually finish a series. Thanks for standing by for this long.
Don't be sad. There is still one more part to this series.