-MARINETTE-

Marinette hunched over, her brow sweating and her fists clenched.

"Relax, Marinette." Tikki spoke softly, she hovered right by Marinette's head.

Marinette nodded looking up at Tikki with apologetic eyes.

"Its like nothing I've ever experienced." Marinette panted. Her hands clenched against the desk in her bedroom.

"Its just the hormones, Marinette." Tikki said softly, nuzzling her ear.

Marinette breathed out.

Her legs shook, as she felt an uncontrollable urge. She felt she would pounce on the next guy she'd see.

Whether it'd be Nino, Adrien, or even Chat.

She was tempted to contact Chat.

Damn, she was tempted to contact Chat to hold down the urge, but she knew it would be a dumb idea.

Despite that she was already pregnant, she didn't want to continue leading him on.

She didn't plan to start anything with Chat, nor did she care to know his secret identity.

She simply planned to have the baby, and perhaps send the little one off to adoption.

"Maybe, it'll be a good idea to call Chat. Especially if the hormones are that bad." Tikki suggested.

Marinette sighed and shook her head as she stood up and walked towards the mirror.

Her belly slowly lifted her shirt, her belly button popping just a bit.

"It's not a good idea... He'll see this and know about the baby." She said, and pointed to her belly.

Tikki floated up towards Marinette's face.

"Does this mean, you don't plan to tell, Chat?" Tikki asked curiously.

Marinette looked at Tikki and nodded with a pout.

"I'm just... Going to pretend this never happened when it's over. I want to go back to the way things were. Maybe I could go back to my old life, and if I'm lucky, Adrien and I could try something." Marinette said softly.

Her legs pressed together as an unbearable urge overcame her for a brief moment.

"These hormones are gonna kill me." She grunted

Tikki looked at Marinette with a grimace.

"But... Don't you think that's unfair to Chat? He has a right to know..." Tikki reasoned.

Marinette sighed and looked at Tikki.

"I know... It sounds bad... But trust me... I'm doing him a favor." She said and turned away from the mirror.

It was a bit warm out, but she didn't have a choice. She slipped on a baggy sweater

"Are you sure, Marinette?" Tikki asked. "My gut says otherwise."

Marinette looked at Tikki.

"Trust me..." She said and picked up her bag.

She opened the trap door and began to climb to the lower floor.

Once down on the lower floor, Marinette smelled fresh pastries.

At first she would get sick from it, but now every time she smelled anything she wanted to eat it as soon as possible.

Her parents didn't seem too thrilled with the new circumstances, but they seemed to manage well.

Marinette couldn't help but to feel tension around them.

They had only known she was pregnant for three days, and they still needed time to get used to it.

Her father had placed a plate of fresh pastries on the kitchen island table for Marinette.

Marinette wasted no time. She rushed up to the pastries and began to scarf them down.

Her mother emerged from the living room, holding a pair of jeans with a maternity band sewn into them at the upper waist.

"I finished sewing your jeans, Marinette. So can you please quit wearing the leggings?" She breathed, as she began folding the jeans.

Marinette swallowed the food and wiped her mouth.

"Mom, I could have sewn them myself, you didn't have to do them for me" she said softly.

Her mother sighed.

"Marinette, you need to understand that things are different. They are never going to be the same again, you need to understand this." Her mother explained.

"You're going to be more tired, you're going to be sore, and sensitive, and your libidos are going to be out of the roof." She added.

Marinette looked at her mom blankly and the took another bit of her pastry.

Libidos were sky high alright.

It was too bad she couldn't have Adrien or Chat take care of that.

"I understand, mom... But after I have this baby... Maybe things could go back to normal. I don't plan on keeping it." She said softly, and touched her belly.

Her mother glared at her.

"You say that now..." Her mother sighed, and placed the jeans on the stool next to her.

"Whatever choice you make... Make sure its the right one and you stick to it." She replied, weary in her eyes and voice.

Marinette slowly shoved the last pastry In her mouth, and hugged her mother briefly.

"I have to go... I'll see you after lunch."

Her mother nodded and watched as Marinette slowly left out the front door.

Marinette squeezed into the class before anyone else could show up.

She could still hear her mothers and Tikkis words ring in her head.

She slid into her seat and placed her bag on the desk.

She watched nervously as the door opened. She looked up, her mouth almost watering as Adrien walking in and closed the door behind him. He looked up at Marinette and smiled.

"Oh, good morning." He said thoughtfully and slid into the seat in front of her.

He placed his bag on the desk, and began to pull out a few of his supplies for the class.

Marinette did the same, she was going insane.

She gulped as she watched Adrien bit his lip in thought as he began to scribble down on the paper.

She could feel her pupils dilate as she felt tempted to just pounce on him.

She wanted to just pounce on him.

Then to do something so bold, in school on the desk, that was enough to drive her mad.

She began to sweat again and she wiped the beads off her skin.

She slowly tugged at her sweater, to let in some air.

She made sure to go to the bathroom before leaving to school.

She didn't want to pee herself like last time. She couldn't put that weight on Alya again.

She did feel a bit relieved that her parents knew. Even though they weren't really happy about the situation, they did help her a lot. Tikki was right on that one.

Marinette had a hard time coping with the hormones.

She was aware of the mood swings that had yet to come.

She would often hear her mom cry every night, and that always broke her.

She knew her parents were hurt, and she knew she wouldn't make this mistake again.

She was going to give the baby up for adoption, and go back to her normal life.

Sure, it was a bit unfair to Chat, but at least everything would go back to normal. No more sacrifices, and no more responsibility.

Class seemed to drag on, but Marinette had to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

She couldn't help but to feel a little lonely as Alya had to take a sick day.

It didn't stop her from posting on her Ladyblog, and so of course Marinette made sure to text her.

Marinette tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and even pulled out her pigtails and pinned back her bangs, so that she didn't sweat so much.

She was dying in her sweater, and she didn't want to take it off without blowing her cover.

When the bell rang, Marinette waited for the class to clear out.

She tried to walk by Adrien, the smell of his skin almost familiar, but it drove her mad.

She didn't want to have a panic attack and puke on him all over again, so she tried to brush passed him as fast as she could.

Adrien looked at her with an odd expression as she bumped him, to get out of the classroom.

Marinette slipped into the bakery, and sighed.

She was feeling really tired. She couldn't wait for the weekend. She was already tired, and the hormones were killing her. She just wanted the baby out. Her feet grew sore, she had to pee all the time, and she wanted to have sex more than ever.

She had never experienced so much lust.

She would often find herself thinking about Adrien in a sexual way rather than a romantic way.

It was what her body craved at the moment.

She craved Adrien.

And food... Lots and lots of food.

Marinette climbed up the stairs to the apartment and threw her backpack on the floor.

She needed to sit down.

It was like holding a weight using her back. Her lower back was sore.

She was almost in her fifth month, and she felt like she was pregnant for six years.

She wanted it over already.

Her feet had become sore and she threw herself on the sofa.

Marinette groaned as Tikki leaned against her ear.

"Only five more months, Marinette. It's almost over." She assured.

Marinette lifted her head.

"I hope you're right." She whispered.

Tikki gasped and hid, as Marinette's mother slipped through the front door, and placed a bowl of fresh homemade croissants, on the kitchen island table.

Marinette slowly sat up, and looked at her mother who walked into the living space.

She leaned over and tugged at Marinette's sweater, pulling it over her head.

"You're going to suffocate yourself." She sighed.

"You can't hide this from your classmates either. Eventually, you're going to get big enough to show through the sweater."

Marinette shuddered at the thought.

"I don't want to think about that until the time comes." She sighed.

Her mother looked her with a grimace.

"Have you taken your prenatal care?" Her mother asked as she folded the sweater and put it off to the side.

Marinette nodded, and rubbed her burning hot cheeks.

"Everything hurts." She groaned. "I hate it."

Her mother chuckled.

"I could have told you so. My pregnancy with you, was just as painful." She explained.

"But it was worth it..."

Marinette couldn't help but to blush some.

It was incredibly sweet. She wished she could say the same for her own pregnancy but things were too complicated. She was a bit envious. Marinette wished she could say the same thing, but things were too rushed.

Marinette hoped in the future, when she was settled down properly, she would be able to try this again.

Only this time she would keep the baby and start a family.

"So, it looks like you're not going to finish the day of school... Again." Her mother sighed, with slight annoyance.

"We have an ultrasound. You went four months without any sort of checkup, so we needed to get that done asap." She added.

Marinette groaned.

"Do I really have to? Ultrasounds are... Awkward." She sighed.

Her mother stood up and folded her arms.

"Well, Marinette. Whether you want to or not, you're a mother. You have to take responsibility, and don't let this baby pay for your mistakes." She said, and slid out of the living space.

Marinette shuddered.

That really hurt.

Marinette lay awkwardly on the examination table.

She looked at her mother and father who sat beside her patiently.

She could feel her heartbeat in her throat as this was the first time she had ever seen her baby.

She watched as the tech walked in and introduced herself.

Marinette felt ashamed, and allowed her parents to do most of the talking.

She always felt them judging her when it came to her age.

Her parents only grew frustrated as they knew nothing about the father, or how they even knew one another.

As far as they knew, she wasn't even sexually active.

Marinette had conceived the first time, but they only had been together two times, in the last four to five months.

She tucked one hand behind her head, and kept her eyes at the door.

She slightly winced at the warm jelly the placed on her skin.

The warm feelings she had been feeling lately, she could have used something to cool her off.

Her eyes traveled to her parents as the monitor displayed, the ultrasound device across her belly.

"There's the baby." The woman said softly.

Marinette's brow furrowed as she noticed a small smile on her mothers face.

Her father kept a straight face as he examined the screen.

"Heres the head... And the feet..." The tech said as she moved the device.

Marinette closed her eyes. She didn't want to look.

"Would you like to learn the gender of your baby?" The tech asked.

Marinette's eyes immediately shot open.

"No-"

"Yes-"

Marinette looked at her father.

His words cut her off.

She had said no, she didn't want to know the sex of her baby.

She wasn't planning on keeping it.

It wasn't necessary.

She clenched her fists as she felt the tech pause.

Her mother looked at her father, and then at Marinette.

"We want to know the gender please." Her father spoke firmly.

Marinette turned her head looking at the tech who seemed hesitant.

Her eyes immediately flickered to the screen as did Marinette's.

Her eyes widened as she saw her baby for the first time.

She could only make out a hand, and a huge head.

She looked at her parents, and then back at the screen.

She couldn't really interpret the feelings that began to overcome her.

She couldn't fathom the life she realized that she created with Chat.

She immediately felt like she had to know who he was immediately.

Perhaps Tikki could be right.

But at the same time, she was afraid. She didn't want to second guess putting the baby up for adoption.

It would be better for the baby.

Marinette didn't believe she could handle it. With her job as ladybug and school, it would be nearly impossible to raise and care for a child.

"Looks like you're having a baby boy." She tech said, her voice attempting cheerfulness as she sensed the intensity of the parents and Marinette.

Marinette could feel her heart in her throat.

She wanted to get out fast. Her mind was going to kill her.

She waited there, her legs shaking in anticipation as the tech began to wipe her off.

"Your baby is growing fine. Looks like you'll have a healthy baby boy." She said softly.

Marinette felt as if she was going to cry. She immediately slipped out of the examination table.

"Thanks." She sighed.

"I have to... Go to the bathroom." She lied, and rushed out of the room.

"Don't you want photos of your-"

Marinette didn't let the tech finish her sentence as she slammed the door.

Marinette let a few tears streak down her face as she slipped into a nearby bathroom.

Tikki slowly crawled out of the collar of her shirt.

"Marinette..." Her voice trailed off.

"He had no right..." Marinette sobbed.

"He had no right to do that to me..." Marinette cried. Her fists clenched as she rested them on her lap.

A few tears slipped from her eyes, and on to the top of her hands as she sat over the sink.

A/N: Drama bomb! What do you guys think?! Should she tell Chat?