A Watching Feeling

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 "You're not taking him." I tell them and Chat looks at me, surprised. I hold onto him tighter. "I won't let you."

"Marinette, think about this." My mom told me. "If he was good, he'd be coming through the front door. Not watching you from afar and sneaking into your room at night. This has obviously been going on for a while but with your amnesia, you can't-"

"Amnesia?" I echo. My grip on Chat Blanc loosens and everyone goes quiet. The blurred and missing memories. The echo of laughter without a face. The feeling that comes when it seems like I should remember something but don't. Meeting Alya for the first time but feeling like I had already known her for a while.

"I don't want to do this anymore." I turned to look at Chat Blanc, who didn't seem to be talking to anyone in the room. "She doesn't know. I just want Marinette back. My Marinette. If she can't remember, we'll make new memories. I'm done, Hawk Moth."

The name rang in my head as I watched Chat Blanc's suit change to black in a glow. That suit disappears and a blonde boy almost completely identical to Felix sat in front of me. He opens his eyes and smiles at me. I gasp because his eyes weren't blue but green, like the brief moment I had seen them when he was laughing.

"Adrien." Felix breathes. I gasp as memories flood my head. The umbrella; hiding in the fountain; skating; ice cream; flying across the rooftops in a bright red suit with black spots. Then more came crashing down. More superheroes flashed through my head; Carapace; Queen Bee; Viperion; Rena Rouge.

Alya!

A new wave of memories. Meeting Nino at the park; locking Nino and Alya in one of the cages; winning the tournament with Max; meeting Ondine for the first time; helping Ivan and Mylene get together; fixing Juleka's photo curse; standing up to Chloe.

Another wave of memories, all filled with the same face, sometimes covered with a mask. The subway; the movies; the park; the school; the Eiffel Tower; all over Paris. A beautiful blonde boy with green eyes telling bad puns, acting ridiculous, acting like a gentleman... professing his love.

The memories stopped and I looked up at Adrien Agreste; Chat Noir; the love of my life. I felt tears stream down my face. He looked at me worriedly.

"M'lady! What's wrong?" I giggle and bring my hands up to hold his face. I smile and laugh joyfully.

"Thanks for not giving up on me, Kitty." His expression is a mixture of sadness, disbelief but, most of all, ecstasy. He wrapped his arms around me and we fell backward, laughing.

"Is it true? Do you... remember?" Felix asks, uncertainly. I shake my head at him.

"I hope you haven't been getting my friends akumatized while I was gone, fake Adrien." He blushes and looks away, grinning. Adrien bursts out laughing. My mom and dad cheer as my dad lifts my mom up and spins her around. I notice the policemen smiling. "Officer Roger!" I exclaim, recognizing him. He doffs his hat and I smile.

"I think we're all good here. I'll get the papers ready, Sergeant."