Marinette's eyes flicked around nervously and her ears glowed red with anxiety as she shook under Adrien's penetrating gaze. "W-well, that's because-"

"How come we're able to care for this baby when Emma should be the only one who responds to our bracelets?"

He moved on before Marinette could finish answering his previous question. Her lies were irrelevant to the answers he sought.

"Like I said, maybe this doll must be defective."

She spoke with more clarity in her voice than before. Adrien studied her. It wasn't a lie this time, it was an excuse. She wasn't trying to convince him that this was true, she was trying to convince herself.

Adrien looked down at the doll in her arms. "Then let's find out."

Marinette, who was expecting another question, was taken off guard by his sudden statement.

Adrien gently took her hand and led her out of the classroom. Had this happened under different circumstances she probably would have fainted from the action, however, the stress of everything kept her mind preoccupied.

The hallways were fairly bare, as most students had already made their way home, but there were still a few stragglers wandering around.

He led her through the halls, studying everybody they passed and coming to an abrupt stop when he found what he was looking for.

Standing by a locker was Kim, getting ready for one of the many sports teams he was on.

"Kim!" Adrien waved to his classmate as he approached him. "How's the assignment going?"

"Horrible!" He slammed his locker door shut. "Sabrina won't let me touch Chloe Jr. You use your daughter as a football once and suddenly that makes you a bad parent!"

"O-oh, I see..." Adrien stopped in his tracks and began to move backwards, protectively shielding his arm in front of Emma, "well, I'll see you around."

He turned and quickly led Marinette down a different hallway. "On second thought, let's look for someone else."

"Who are we looking for?" She asked, getting nervous.

"One of our classmates, or anyone else doing this assignment."

"Why..." she looked down to Emma who she carried in her free arm. She already knew the answer, but asked anyway.

Adrien glanced back at her. "To see if Louis really is defective."

"I don't...I don't think we should."

They say that ignorance is bliss don't they? Why couldn't the two of them just remain ignorant, continuing to believe that Louis is defective. That night she could give Chat back his Emma and Adrien could somehow get back their Emma. That way they could continue on with their lives, both happily remaining ignorant.

"I do." Adrien stopped and turned to her, as though he just read her mind. "Because I don't want to remain ignorant any longer."

His words made a knot form in the pit of Marinette's stomach.

He looked away and spotted two girls by the front door. They were from another class which was also doing the parenting assignment, which was made plainly clear by the doll one of them held.

He approached them regardless of Marinette's protests. This was it, the final piece of the puzzle. He was going to get to the bottom of this, he had to. If what he suspected was right, then all he had to do was figure out if Louis really was defective.

"Hi!" He took Emma from Marinette and as if on cue, the doll started crying. "I was wondering if you could try to calm our baby down."

The two students looked at each other, then to Adrien, confusion written all over their faces. One of them spoke up.

"It won't work, only the parents can put stop the baby from crying."

Marinette's chest tightened as the student repeated the same words that Ms. Mendeleive had told them only several minutes earlier. Adrien, however, continued to push the issue.

"Please, could you just try?" He asked, holding out Emma and the bottle. "We're testing something."

The girl gave Adrien a strange look, but still took Emma and the bottle from him. She cradled Emma in her arms and held the bottle to the baby's mouth.

Nothing happened.

There were no slurping sounds or anything. Emma continued to cry.

"Maybe she's not hungry!" Marinette had to add in.

Adrien got out one of Emma's diapers and handed it to the student. She tried changing it but once again, Emma had no reaction.

"M-maybe she needs to be comforted." Marinette tried again. She had to convince them; she had to convince herself.

The student tried to rock Emma for a bit before sighing and shaking her head.

"I told you, it's not going to work."

"Maybe..."

Marinette started to come up with another excuse but stopped as Adrien rested his hand on her shoulder. She looked up to him and he simply shook his head.

"Thanks for your help, we'll take it from here."

Adrien turned to address the two girls, "thanks for your help, we'll take it from here."

The girl handed Emma back to him and the two of them headed off. As Adrien looked back at Marinette he could see in her eyes her refusal to accept what was happening, her determination against the truth. Gently, he held out the crying baby.

"Try calming her down."

"I don't want to," she whispered.

"Please."

Marinette looked up into his eyes, eyes filled with theories and conclusions. He knew, and there wasn't anything she could do to stop him from knowing. He wanted to prove to himself, no, prove to her that this was true, that this was reality.

She slowly and reluctantly reached out her arms and took Emma from him. With only a few short rocks, the baby's cries died down until there was nothing but silence.

"Marinette," he gazed down at her but she couldn't bear to meet his eyes, "can I ask you something?"

"About the doll?" Her voice was barely audible.

Adrien shook his head.

"Marinette you...you've never been akumatized, have you." She looked away and that was the only answer he needed. "Neither have I."

Marinette tightly clutched Emma close to her chest. Her mind felt overwhelmed, like a balloon that had stretched to its capacity. All of the information and speculations that she had kept hidden in the depths of her brain, the information she refused to touch, was now threatening to explode out of her.

She turned away from Adrien. It was too much, all of it. She needed time to process this information, to think it over.

"I think...I think I should go home now."

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Thank you so much to my editors sleepingintheshadows and Just_another_star for going over this chapter, I can't thank you guys enough! Also, thank you to everyone else who volunteered!

I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, I think I've teased you with false reveals long enough! Originally I had the reveal planned to happen about 5 chapters ago, but at the last second I changed my mind just so I could make you suffer more XD

This chapter was a little heavier in mood compared to the past ones, but don't worry, there is humour and fluff to come!

I wish you all a Merry Christmas and I hope you enjoy spending time with your families!

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