Confusion

Marinette (back to the story)

We has just fought off an Akuma, me and Cat, and had ended up atop the Eiffel Tower. Both of us were tired. I swear the villains are getting stronger. Anyway, both our miraculous beeped. I throw my yoyo, then jump. All I remember is suddenly I was not flying, but falling, down the Eiffel Tower. I think I hit myself on the way down as I black out.

I lie, barely conscious, in someone's arms. I hear the many voices of the press, questioning the person holding me.
"Uh-she'll be fine, but she's gonna detransform any second." Someone says. The voice is familiar, but I'm too injured and my brain can't seem to recognise it fully. Suddenly the sound of the press dies down and I assume I am being carried somewhere. Then the familiar voice, this time sounding serious, whisper urgently in my ear. "Ladybug, it's Cat, I'm gonna ask you a question and you need to answer it truthfully, okay?" I find it an effort to speak, but manage a feeble nod. Cat seems to understand, as he goes on.
"Do you trust me with your life?" He asks. I can tell from his tone this is serious. I have been injured badly. The pain is constantly shooting through my body and all I can do is keep breathing. "Yes." I breathe back to Cat. "And, do you trust Alya with your life?" I mumble "yes." Faintly. I hear Cat call out to Alya. "Alya! You can come! But stop filming. I don't know how bad this is. I hear Alya come over and speak to me.
"Ladybug, I'm sorry, but we have to see your secret identity. I-" she begins, but Cat cuts her off.
"No. We can't."
"Don't you see? She could die! We need to get her to a hospital! She either detransforms here or in a hospital ward! I'd pick here, because in case you haven't noticed, it's only us here, but at a hospital there's many more people that two. We have no choice! Unless you have a bett- Adrien?" I've never heard Alya so angry. I hear Adrien's name, but I can't comprehend it. I agree with Alya though, so I drag up any shreds of strength I have to say loudly as I can "Tikki, spots off." I hear a gasp. And a thud. And then shouting. "What are you doing, you idiot! You've just seen who your partner is! Get a grip, she's a lot more injured than you!" Alya for sure. Her voice becomes less angry, and more sad. "Marinette, we're calling an ambulance, okay?" She whispers softly, and I can't even reply. The pain has increased to such an extent that It's painful to breathe. A hollow voice, a boys, breaks the silence. "I'd better go and tell her parents. What shall I say happened?" Alya replies. "The truth. She fell off the Eiffel Tower. Just don't mention 'as ladybug' That way you're being honest." I hear the boy's footsteps as he walks away. After that I loose the consciousness that I was struggling to keep hold of.