Unbroken

Chapter 15

A/N - Hello everyone! I'm finally back. I've had severe writer's block but hopefully I'm good now.

Marinette quickly got out of her car, remembering to lock the door behind her, before racing up the stairs to their apartment. Since her parents were going to a catering convention in Scotland for the week, she had brought most of her work home to the apartment since she didn't like the idea of staying in the bakery alone to work. Marinette was so happy that her father had been well enough to attend this year, since last year he had been still recovering from his heart attack, even though it meant the bakery had to be closed for the week.

As it was, Marinette had felt bad at how little time she had been able to spend with her parents lately. Her father had been considering selling the business in the near future and him and Sabine retiring to the country. She would see them even less often if they did, but as her father had pointed out to her, it would give more room for little ones to run around in. It had made her blush at the adoring way Adrien had looked at her when her father had said that.

"Didn't you say the zip was still sticking?" Tikki asked as they ascended the stairs.

"I know, but if we pin it and keep Lila's back away from the camera we should be able to mask it." She said to Tikki as she dug out her keys.

"Wait Marinette." Tikki suddenly said. "Did you hear footsteps behind us then?"

"Footsteps?" Marinette paused with the keys in her hand. She looked around, but there was only silence. "I think you must be hearing things, Tikki." She mused, pushing open the door and throwing her keys on the counter.

Marinette walked into the kitchen and grabbed a few cookies, giving them to Tikki in her purse. She then walked across the lounge room towards the stairs, remembering the dress was still next to the bed. She was about to walk up when a hand suddenly closed over her mouth. Marientte's first reaction was to scream, but the sound was being muffled as she struggled against the strong arms that gripped her.

"Don't scream and just do as we say little lady and there won't be any trouble." The gruff voice said near her ear."

"Where's the box?" A second voice added. A man in a grey balaclava stepped in front of her, a large knife in his hand. Marinette watched him wide eyed as he taunted her with the blade.

"Wha...what box?" She stammered.

"The red and black spotted one." The man with the blade barked out in annoyance. "Come on girly, we don't have all day."

Thinking quickly, she gripped the arms of the assailant that was holding her, kicking both legs out to attack the man in front of her. The knife fell to the ground as he stumbled. Shocked by what had just happened, the man holding her loosened his grip slightly, which she took advantage of to try and get away. With a swift elbow to the ribs Marinette made a run for the door but was stopped when a hand grabbed her and pulled her back sharply. Pain radiated from her wrist and she cried out. "Let me go. Help!" She screamed out before she was silenced by a hard slap to the face causing her to crash into a heap on the floor.

"You idiot." The second man in the black balaclava yelled at seeing the cut to her face. "Now look at the mess you made."

"She bloody elbowed me in the ribs." The other man complained. "They never said she was gonna be feisty."

"Quit your belly aching and just find the damn box." His partner snapped back.

"How do I know what it looks like?"

The man in the grey balaclava grumbled as he retrieved his knife. "Red and black remember."

Marinette groaned as the man with the knife grabbed her up by the arm and shoved her into the wall. "There'll be no more of that now will there?" He said as he forced her towards the kitchen. "Now just tell us where it is?"