Chapter Thirteen-New Beginnings

The day was a rainy day. It was not the most ideal forecast for the day's events, but Adrien and Marinette wouldn't have it any other way, remembering the day a certain young blond offered his umbrella to his dark-haired classmate almost 16 years ago.

"Girl, are you ready? Everyone is waiting." Alya asked her blushing friend.

"You're one to talk, Soon-to-Be-Mrs. Lahiffe." Marinette teased back making her best friend blush as well.

"I think I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Alya muttered, taking a deep breath.

"G-good, then, let's go." Marinette said taking in a breath as well.

The music echoed through the church as two elegant women walked towards the two dashing men standing at the end of the aisle. Both men held similar reactions of pure adoration for the beautiful women in front of them, before gathering their bride to their arm and turned to the minister.

"Nino, Alya, thank you again for offering to share your big day with us." Adrien whispered.

"We have been in this together since the beginning, regardless of the face we wore at the time, so it only makes sense to me for us to be together in the start of the new chapter of our lives." Alya muttered.

"I couldn't agree more." Nino said with a gentle smile.

"Do you, Adrien Agreste, take Marinette Dupain-Cheng to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto her for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer, 'I Do.'" The minister asked.

"I do." Adrien said with the sunshine-like smile Marinette loved so much.

"Do you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, take Adrien Agreste to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer, 'I Do.'"

"I do." Marinette replied, holding back tears.

"And to our other beautiful couple… Do you, Nino Lahiffe, take Alya Cesaire to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto her for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer, 'I Do.'"

"Oh, I certainly do." Nino said with the biggest grin, making Alya giggle lightly.

"Do you, Alya Cesaire, take Nino Lahiffe to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer, 'I Do.'"

"I do." Alya said, squeezing Nino's hand.

After exchanging rings, the minister smiled and announced, "By the authority vested in me, I now pronounce you both man and wife, and what God hath joined together, let no man nor woman put asunder."

Everyone clapped at the two couples and soon after a reception was held to celebrate their unions. Everyone dances and partied into the night. The DJ of the group placed his headphones down that night to hold his dear wife close, and the former model couldn't help but cement his opinion that his wife was the one deserving of being a model as she danced in her gorgeous wedding dress, a Marinette Dupain-Cheng original of course. In between songs danced with Marinette, though, he took hold of the other important girl in his life. Mirian giggled as he spun her around in circles. Of course, he was a lot more hesitant to hand her over when a certain young boy asked her for a dance, but he begrudgingly agreed, eyeing Louis for a good minute each time. Everything was perfect. As they danced, Adrien smirked and whispered, "I told you that your dancing was good as your baking."

She giggled and said, "Then, stop yapping, and dance with me, Chaton."

He chuckled and nodded, adding, "But first, I need to do this…"

With those words he dipped down to capture her lips with his own.

"I love you, Adrien Agreste."

"I love you too, Marinette Agreste." He said with a wink.

"Maybe I want to stay a 'Dupain-Cheng'." She smirked.

"Maybe, but until you decide, I'm calling you, 'Mrs. Agreste'." He smirked.

"Fair enough." She whispered, leaning up to kiss him again. "Besides, I like the sound of that, anyway. I might even say it sounds paws-itively purrfect."

"Never have I ever heard sexier words before, mon amour." He grinned.

It had been 16 years since the two of them first met and almost 11 years since that fateful day that they made love, thus creating new life in the form of their beautiful daughter. Their lives had been a rollercoaster of emotions, but in the end, they were brought back together in ways that only miraculous fate could have destined. Now, they could enter the next part of their lives together with excitement and love, knowing that through all things, they had each other.

The End