"Wait, I could just do that?" Chat exclaimed, looking at the akuma that crumbled under his hand.

It was another day without Ladybird, but Chat and Bee were able to handle the past two akumas with ease and with little damage.

The first time around, the duo met with Ladybird's kwami Tikki to help purify the akuma. But after witnessing Tikki eat the akuma before spitting it right out purified...let's just say the duo were left a bit traumatized.

Not wanting to see that again, Chat and Bee decided to look for alternate ways to purify an akuma. Or at least get rid of them before causing more trouble.

"Wait, how did you not know?" Bee asked.

"Never tried." Chat said with a slight shrug. "Which reminds me, I have to tell LB something after this."

Queen Bee noticed how Chat frowned, his eyes becoming dull.

"You too?" Bee asked, watching as Chat's ring was down to its last pad.

"Wait, what do you mean by 'you too'?"

"I have to leave for the States in a few weeks. Something about having to keep appearances and the sorts." Bee huffed, watching the Parisian sky starting to darken.

"What are the odds? I also have business in the States, although it's more about business than appearances in my case."

"Seeing as the two of us have to tell LB, how about we tell her the news together?" Bee suggested.

"Sounds like a plan. Although it has to wait for some other day. Right now, I have a meeting to attend, so later!"

Queen Bee watched as Chat Noir left the training grounds in a hurry, noticing the fake smile plastered on his face.

"You're being dragged into it too, aren't you?"

-----

"Morning." Marinette told Adrien and Chloe, much to the surprise of everyone else in the class.

How did the trio become friends overnight? And wasn't Marinette best friends with Alya?

"Marinette. The sun is out, I'm having a great hair day and all you can say is morning?" Chloe huffed. "Good morning to you too."

"Hello Marinette! Feeling any better?" Adrien decided to ignore Chloe, Marinette nodding.

"To be honest, a bit. Still got to take my medication and rest, but staying in bed won't do me any good."

Amira recalled the text message she received this morning, her father asking her how she was.

Selina had filled him in when he called back, telling him about the situation. Amira also learned of his visit through the baker's surveillance cameras.

While she had told him that she didn't care what he did, it hurt to see that he came to visit her.

Then again...what right did she have to feel sad that he didn't try to talk to her when she's already pushed him?

"-to Marinette. You see Adrikins? I'm telling you, she needs to stay-"

"He could've at least let me have known he came over." Chloe and Adrien found Marinette mumbling, a frown on her face.

"He? Did someone-" Adrien started only for Miss Bustier to walk into the class and start the class.

Chloe watched as Marinette zoned out during their first class, watching as Alya didn't bother to check in with her supposed 'best' friend.

Marinette continued to zone out throughout the entire morning and then acting if nothing was wrong once lunch came around.

It bothered Chloe so much and she didn't know. Why did it bother her to see Marinette act as if she wasn't in pain when it was clear as day?

-----

"Ladybird!" Chat called out, snapping Bee from her thoughts. It's been three days since she last saw Ladybird, watching as their leader greeted them with a slight smile on her face. "Feeling better?"

Deja vu much?

"Chat. Bee. I've been doing well. Master Fu gave me the okay to return back to patrolling despite not wanting me being here."

"How come?" Bee asked, looking out to the Parisian skyline. Tonight, it seemed foreign.

"One word: Hawkmoth." Ladybird stated, watching as her partners looked at her with narrowed eyes. "If I stay for too long out of commission, not only will we be giving him more answers about the miraculous, but he'll know our weakness."

"But-"

"He's probably caught up with the most recent information regarding the damage left behind from Dark Owl. Can't exactly hide the evidence left behind at the stadium and his office."

Ladybird watched as Bee and Chat nervously laughed at that, remembering the large pile of rust left at the stadium and the amount of tech to clean out of Principal Damocles' office.

"Do you think he knows about you and-" Bee started, only to stop when LB nodded.

"He might know I'm not suited for the Ladybug, but there are also other possibilities."

"Which are?"

"I'm like him." Ladybird bluntly stated, getting titled heads for a reaction. "I have another life outside the mask that makes me mia."

"Wouldn't that apply to all of-"

"Not exactly. The two of you are mostly active, always at the scene as soon as possible. As for me, I don't usually appear until minutes later or until halfway. That can mean many things. One, I'm a sickly person outside the mask, therefore I take longer to arrive. Or similarly, I live a little bit outside of Paris, thus making me tardy. Third-"

"You might be an adult," Bee stated, watching Chat look at LB with large eyes. What did he figure out?

"Or you might be someone of a high standing who can't afford to leave their place in society to fight him, a man who has all the time to be ready to akumatize someone at a moment's notice."

Guess LB wasn't expecting that answer, judging from her taken aback expression.

"Right on. To think you got it on your first try."

"Wait, you're rich?" Bee screeched out, looking at Chat for back up. "I mean, that would explain the burner phones, the equipment at the- you have the money to buy out an entire floor!"

"Yes Bee. I'm rich, although it's my father who's rich and was stupid enough to forget to take away my black card."

"You have a black card?" LB and Chat watched as Bee continued to freak out.

"What's a black card?" Chat decided to ask, earning concerned faces from the girls. "What?"

"How do you not know what a black card is, Chat! It's literally the symbol of being filthy rich! Not even Daddy has one!" Bee exclaimed, promptly shutting her mouth.

"You're rich too, Bee? Wow. To think we all come from a-"

"You're rich too?" The girls exclaimed, the trio bursting into laughter.

The three chatted for hours, learning more about themselves. Time went on, the three kids laughing and holding their stomachs as they told tales of their past and of the present. However, Bee picked up on the way Ladybird avoided talking about her father and urged the other two to talk.

What was she hiding?

"Does that make us the rich kid club?" Chat asked, earning a stifled laugh from LB and a 'seriously?' look from Bee. "What? It seems fitting!"

"As much as I'd like to continue to stay and talk, I think we should be heading home. It's one in the morning and I have class tomorrow." Bee and Chat nodded in agreement, the three bidding each other farewell.

-----

"So two days, huh." Amira hummed, watching as Selina packed her bag. While it was two in the morning, Amira thought it would be best to drop by and visit Selina. The talk with her team left her in a giddy state, Amira wondering why she even came here.

"Actually, I might be leaving tomorrow evening."

"Why?" While Amira still wasn't particularly fond of the woman, she felt a part of her wanted Selina to stay. Perhaps it was the fact that Selina had been by her side these past few days.

Or the denial that continued to linger in Amira. That she enjoyed Selina's concern over her.

While Selina was by her side, Amira didn't have restless nights where she would wake up from dreams she couldn't remember. But from what Sabine had told her, Amira used to have nights where she would be waking up screaming and calling out Jason's name like a madwoman.

But ever since Selina came over, they stopped happening. "What made you-"

"The gala was pushed forward towards this month. Towards Thanksgiving."

"Why would-"

"Dick had made the decision to push it forward after getting a phone call in regards to the main event of this year's gala."

"Main event?" Amira asked, now wondering what type of event caused Dick to push up the date of the gala. What event caused her father to accept the change of date from it's usually wintery day?

"This year, Bruce was eagerly planning the main event with such pride, making sure everything was perfect to announce the main event. But then, Jason's...Jason's death happened and-

"The Catherine Todd Foundation." Amira whispered, feeling her heart stop.

That's right. How did she forget? How dare she forget? How dare she forget her brother's dream?

"That's right." Selina closed her suitcase shut. "Bruce was planning to reveal the latest Wayne foundation-Jason's foundation- that he had planned for months."

"That was planned...for this year's gala?" Amira asked, feeling her mouth dry.

Her father didn't utter a word about it. Nor did Dick. Did...did they not-

"Amira. Amira, look at me." Selina coaxed, cupping Amira's face into her hands. "Dick just found out about it when he got a call about one of the sponsors. The sponsor wanted to change the date to make sure-"

"Why didn't he tell me about it?" Amira whispered, feeling something roll down her face, salt meeting her lips. "Why did no one-"

"Amira, kitten. Dick hasn't called you in a while, right?" A slow nod. "He's been busy setting up the gala in your father's steed. Bruce...your father holed himself again in his study when he found out the sponsor had called in. He...he had forgotten about it. It slipped his mind after-"

"He could've called me so I could've helped him rework the-"

"Amira."

"I could've helped!"

"Amira, Dick couldn't-"

"You wouldn't understand Selina! You don't know-"

"I do." Selina said softly, holding Amira's trembling hands. "Just like you, I loved the brat to pieces."

"You've...you loved Jason?"

"Sure, we didn't get on the right foot, but I did get to love the boy. Little brat loved to play dirty. Remember he endangered his life once just so I would catch him and make me drop my guard."

"Sounds just about him." Amira softly said, Selina picking up on her relaxation. "Jason liked playing dirty, no matter who he was up against. Once he popped his arm off its socket during one of our sparring lessons, which caused me to stop fighting. When I went to check on him, he popped it back in and won the match.

Even though I knew he was alright, I started bawling and hugged him. Father and Alfred came running to see what had happened and when Jason told him what he had done, Father scolded him. 'Sometimes, you have to play dirty. A fight in Gotham will never be fair and square, old man. You, better than anyone else, should know that.'" Amira said with a smile. "He'd always use that against Father and would win his case. Or perhaps Father let him, knowing that using those tricks would help in a fight one day."

"And it did, although it mostly grossed out Riddler when he saw Jason do that. Should've seen the look at his face." Selina said with a chuckled, reminiscing that day.

"I would rather have Jason back than wishing to have seen that." Amira admitted, looking at Selina with unshed tears. "Jason... Jason was the glue that held us together. He was the one who brought us together, so when...when he died...we...we-" a shuddering breath escaped Amira. "We fell apart...

Dad became so broken that he began to isolate himself from us. He would shut himself in his study for hours and from what Dick told me - days! When I was still in the manor, we wouldn't see him at dinner nor would we hear from him unless he came back home frustrated from a work meeting.

He no longer made time for us. For Dick...nor me. He allowed himself to drown in his work, both as CEO of WE and Batman"

"Amira." Selina softly said, wiping away the tears that had been running down Amira's face.

"When I finally got to talk to him again...it was to tell me I was being sent to Paris.

He didn't even let me say goodbye to anyone, not even Jason...

He was at it again. He was isolating me again, but this time to a place where I couldn't do anything no matter what I tried. I would have no friends to help me, nor connections to help me break out of my father's control. The only option I was left with was to obey."

"But Amira, you have friends now. You have people you can lean on. So why? Why can't you-"

"It was all Jason." Amira said. "Jason managed to convince Father to let me explore the outside, not me.

Jason was the one who made Dad understand that I shouldn't be kept inside like a trophy bird. That I should be allowed to spread my wings, to grow. How did he do it? I would never know, but I wish he had shown me how.

I only knew how to yell and scream to get what I wanted. I wasn't like Jason who proved he was right, who fought for what he deemed just."

"Amira, you don't have to keep-"

"I do, Selina! I do!" Amira cried, digging her hands into her hair. "My father won't see nor talk to me otherwise if I don't! Father never understood the damage he's done to me unless I show it to him. He's...he's!"

Selina pulled Amira into a hug, feeling the girl stiffen in her hold. Selina held the girl tight against her, letting tears run down her face that she didn't know she was holding back.

To hear the amount of pain she was holding in, the amount of troubles she had to deal with...and to think Bruce was the cause of the majority of it.

"Your feelings are valid Amira, your frustrations are as well. But trust me when I say, things will get better and you're already doing a wonderful job of moving forward." Selina began to stroke Amira's hair when she felt Amira tremble. "It may seem as if the situation isn't getting any better, but it is due to your efforts of wanting to change it.

So give yourself a break and just let it all out. I'll make sure to protect while you do."

That was all Amira needed to let herself cry out her heart, hugging Selina back as she wailed her soul out.

Selina drew circles on her back as she sat there, making sure to not let Amira go.

How did Bruce let it get this bad?

-----

"You're going to the States?" Marinette asked, looking up from her calendar in her planner.

It's been two days since Amira last saw Selina, already missing her. It took everything in her to not beg her to stay. To not leave her...but she knew better than that. She had to leave and Amira had to respect that.

So here she was, letting her mind try to forget Selina's warm hug and the calmness she felt when Selina hugged her.

"Yup!" Adrien said with a smile that Marinette could look through from a mile away.

"Adrien and I were both invited to some event that our parents want us to attend, something about having to keep images and whatnot." Chloe elaborated, noticing the last Thursday in the month circled in red. What a coincidence. "As happy as I am that my mother called me, I didn't want it to be this way."

"At least she gave you the choice. My father is threatening me with going or not being able to leave the house again." Adrien bluntly stated, flinching when Marinette narrowed her eyes. "Baguette, what's-"

"He threatened you? Your father threatened you?" Chloe and Adrien could feel the murderous intent seeping from the girl. "Let me talk with-"

"Baguette! It's alright! I told him I'll do it on a few conditions!" Adrien practically scrambled the details out. He watched as Marinette softened a bit.

"Conditions?"

"For starters, he'll let me go with Chloe. No Nathalie nor Gorilla. Second, he will not be allowed to contact me nor Chloe. If I need his help or if I want to go back, I have to be the one to call him back. Third and final one, if I manage to settle a meeting between him and one of the people he told me to make contact with, he has to agree to let me do whatever I want for the rest of the year."

"Wow Adrikins. Since when did you start stepping up towards your dad?"

"Since I realized that my so-called freedom is still being controlled. If I fully want to be free, I have to start by loosening my father's control over me. So far, I've been seeing results from my efforts. I don't plan on backing down until I fully achieve my goal."

Marinette watched as Adrien smiles proudly, not being able to hold back her own smile.

"Hope you reach it Adrien. I know it'll be worth it. So then, when's the event?"

"It's in three weeks, the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Adrien and I will be attending Wayne Gala."

-----

Ladybird looked at Bee and Chat with the same look she had given Adrien and Chloe.

"The both of you? The two of you are going to be mia in three weeks?" Ladybird asked in disbelief, watching as the two of them rubbed the back of their heads. First Chloe and Adrien and now these two? "Do you realize-"

"It's why we're telling you now and not later this week or next. We know-"

"Do you really?" Ladybird growled, huffing as she turned around, the Parisian night staring right back at her. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-"

"No, you're right." Chat said, Ladybird picking up on his sorrow. "It is stupid of us to leave you-"

"Master Fu." Ladybird casually said, looking at Bee and Chat. "I can ask Master Fu to see what I can do."

"Master Fu?" Bee asked, looking at Chat for clarification.

"Oh right, you've never heard about him. He's the one who chooses the wielders for the miraculouses. He's the one who chose Ladybird and me. As for you, you were recommended to be a wielder as I vouched for Rena Rouge to be a temporary holder."

"Wait. I was recommended to-"

"I recommended Master Fu to give you a miraculous. However, that doesn't mean I fully know your identity. I did recommend two people to become Pollen's holder after all." Ladybird looked at Bee who was on the verge of tears. "Guess Master Fu chose the better of the two and I'm glad he did. You're a great partner."

Bee ran and threw herself at Ladybird, the two girls tumbling to the floor as Chat just stood there smiling.

"I promise to make up for the time we miss!"

"Don't worry about it Bee. The two of you shouldn't worry about a thing. Everything will turn out alright. You'll see."

-----

No. Everything didn't turn out alright.

The day came where Chat and Bee bid LB a temporary goodbye and Adrien and Chloe boarded a plane towards Gotham. The minute they said goodbye, Amira grew restless, uneasy.

It didn't help that this uneasiness traversed towards her civilian life as well.

As she walked into the school, it felt like if everyone was watching her every move, judging her.

It was Gotham Academy all over again...

Wally had assured it that it was going to be fine, that she was worrying over nothing.

But Amira knew better than to ignore the emptiness she felt in her chest.

Sure, Alya talked her ears off, but Marinette didn't like the feeling of emptiness around her despite Alya's clear company.

Without Chloé and Adrien, everything just seemed...off.

She didn't realize their importance until chemistry class.