Gabriel's POV
I watched my son cried in Marinette's arms; a wave of guilt hit me: I felt terrible for what I've done to him; all his pain and suffering that I've caused him was breaking me. But I couldn't just stop here and give Marinette back her miraculous; I've gone so far... I have to reunite our family... I must reunite it.
"Tikki, spots on!" I screamed, as I walked towards my wife's glass coffin. "Lucky charm!" I shouted. In a flash of light, a small object appeared in my hand, and I knew exactly what I had to do. I gently placed the object on her chest and watched as it began to glow with a soft, warm light. As the light grew brighter, her breathing became stronger, and colour returned to her cheeks. Within moments, she was fully revived, and she opened her eyes.
"Gabriel...?" She said faintly. I immediately helped her out of the coffin and embraced her like I'll never let her go again. I haven't hug her for so long; I missed her...
"Oh love, I'm so glad you're back!" I quivered, finally breaking the hug and looked her in the eye; She smiled and brushed away my hair.
"Oh Gabriel..."
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