After Runway - Chapter 8 .... it's about time !
A/N: Another moment in Miranda and Andy’s life After Runway
Disclaimer: I don’t own Miranda and Andy unfortunately.
Author’s note : After a hiatus of almost one year and a half, a chapter of "After Runway" I've forgot to post.
A huge thanks to my fab friend firstlady1408 ! and I almost forgot my wonderful friend pandora_007 !!! I love you !
The previous chapters of After Runway
Part 1 : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/104188.html#cutid1
Part 2 : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/111160.html#cutid1
Part3 : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/112665.html#cutid1
Part 4 : Now or Never : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/122704.html#cutid1
Part 5 : The Girls : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/123630.html#cutid1
Part 6 : Strenous disclosure : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/127349.html#cutid1
Part 7 : The Dress : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/131271.html#cutid1
Something is not the same
- "Emily, get me Patrick please"
- "Right away Miranda"
- "Serena, Did I hear properly? She told me please? Whispered Emily to her friend
- "Yup, you're lucky maybe she likes you" grinned Serena
- "Cut the crap Ser! …. she's different, something is different" said Emily discreetly. "That's not as if she was getting nicer. Yesterday, she walked in 10 minutes after her call and the coffee was not enough warm to her liking. So the new Emily was shoot by a "Are you a complete idiot or there are just some parts missing?" Serena giggled softly and added
- "Nice shot! we're getting closer the top five of "Miranda's dead quote of the month", but I think I got the winner last week. You remember the Prada shoot? She stock-stilled the photograph with a and I quote "Your road to success is definitively under construction". Emily suppressed her laughter
- "Anyway, I'm positive something has changed in her life since her divorce but I can't put the finger on it."
* * *
Andy is waiting for her appointment at the NY City Town Hall and she couldn't resist the urge to call Miranda.
After 6 month of relationship, Miranda asked Andy to move in the townhouse. The cohabitation went well considering the sturdy character of the two women.
The girl's father had never mentioned her argument again and acts like he has accepted their relationship even if the rare contacts with him are as warm as the North Pole in winter.
Andy is starting to feel the need to live more openly with Miranda; she's fed up with lying in at her friends, at her workmates, at her family. She's fed up with hiding when Emily delivers the book every night, she's fed up with taking a cab alone while Roy get Miranda and the girls home. Well, she's craving to have a normal life.
- "Hello there"
- "Hang on" answered quickly Miranda "Emily, close the door, please" "Hello ma chérie" Andy can't help but feel tingly when Miranda use this term of endearment
- "How are things?" asked Andy
- "I'm tired and annoyed; we had to reschedule the shoot on Central Park because of the snow!"
- "Oh! How disappointing, and who is the useless assistant who forgot to order a shinning sun for your shoot?" teased Andrea laughing
- "You're sarcastic Miss Sachs, are you planning on sleeping on the couch tonight?"
- "Why not? After all, I could…"
- "OK, ok, end of this ridiculous conversation," interrupted Miranda smirking "I can't wait to come back home"
- "I won't be long, I'll see you tonight"
- "I love you".
- "I love you too baby",
- "Don't call me Baby!" snapped Miranda
- "Never again, promise baby" said Andy emphasizing the baby
As soon as Emily enters her boss's desk, she noticed Miranda's smile. She had never seen Miranda smile before, well of course she had seen her smirk or her killer smile but never a genuine one. The smile faded as soon as Miranda noticed Emily "Try to get some job instead of staring stupidly".
* * *
This night when Emily opened the door of the townhouse, she only heard laughter, she couldn't tell from who they were coming, obviously not from Miranda, even if she realized she had never heard Miranda laugh.
Apparently, the voices came from the den where some people are watching TV, something odd about fashion and a girl named Betty.
Wanting everything but interrupt, Emily laid the book very carefully on the table and was about to open the closet when she heard Miranda's voice.
"Does anyone want something to drink". A unison of feminine voices, probably from the twins echoed "yes, juice, please!"
Miranda's shadow appeared in Emily's line of sight heading toward the kitchen in the back of the house.
Since this very moment, the only thing Emily got in mind was going out quickly safe and sound. Obviously, thanks to the TV, nobody has noticed Emily's entrance.
Carefully, she opened the door of the closet to hang the dry cleaning, still aware of Miranda busying herself in the kitchen. Emily feels like being in Mission: Impossible, she heard the music theme with a voice in her head telling "Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to get out this house alive without any apparent injuries".
"So far, so good" Emily keeps telling to herself. When she closed the door, she spotted Miranda's form in the kitchen catching some drinks on the fridge and she saw someone else circling her waist and kissing her neck.
Emily froze and closed her eyes. "Oh God, there's someone with Miranda. I don't want to see, I don't want to know… well… maybe I want to know" The only thought of being the witness of her boss private life was just weird. She knows everything of Miranda, her schedule minute by minute, the number of her credit card even the brand of her toothpaste. But she had never pictured Miranda having a private life or worst a sex life. Anybody knows that the girls were born by the action of the Holy Spirit. After all, Miranda was … well… Miranda Priestly, editor in chief of Runway.
Blushing deeply at the thought of Miranda's catching her; she starts thinking at how she can get by alive of this "awkward" situation. Her feelings balanced between the fear of Miranda's reaction and the appeal to know who is her boss' last conquest.
The body form turned around and Emily's jaw dropped open. "Oh God, no no no, it couldn't be her". The most shocking was not to discover that her boss was with a "her" but it that she was with this very "her", Andrea Sachs.
Oblivious that they have an audience, Andrea turned Miranda slowly, cupped her cheeks with her hands and kissed her softly. Emily feels a mix of disgust and awe. Disgust at the sight of her boss and her girlfriend making out, but in awe to see the pure love and tenderness that radiate from those two.
Anyway, at this very moment, Emily who is still standing on the hallway, feels trapped like a turkey on a Thanksgiving's table. If she moves, Miranda or Andy will notice her and if she stays here she takes the risk of being caught ogling.
Emily made a quick list of the options she had in store and she starts to pray for a quick and non-violent death, "something like spontaneous combustion maybe".
She realizes that she has forgotten to breathe for too long when she lets out a deep sigh. Miranda opened her eyes and noticed a frozen and terrified Emily from the corner of her eyes.
- "Andrea, it seems we have an audience "mumbled Miranda in the kiss
- "Shit" said Andy before disappearing in the kitchen
Miranda heads toward the hallway pondering her options.
- "Seeing something interesting?" she asked when she paused at the entrance of the hallway.
Emily too terrified to form a coherent sentence mumbled
- "Mi … Miranda, …..I'm sorry "
Miranda leans forward Emily's ear and whispered
- "If from this very moment, I ever hear again in your mouth the words, Miranda, Andrea or together, I'll personally take care of hanging out your naked body at the top of the Empire State Building, understood"
Emily blanched at the mental image and was unable to articulate a word. Miranda straightens up and smiles.
- "Breathe Emily, I'm joking"
- "Oh OK" acknowledged the stunned first assistant
- "I was planning to tell you soon anyway" added Miranda casually
- "Oh OK"
Andrea came near Miranda and leaned nonchalantly against the frame of the door sliding her hand on Miranda's.
- "You'll have to list Andy as my next of kin" said Miranda as a matter of fact.
- "Oh OK"
- "Emily, when I hired you, I seemed recall you were able to say more than 2 sounds" said Miranda with a hint of annoyance in her voice
- "Oh … yes"
- "A third one, good, it's a start!" teased Miranda "Emily, I would like to meet you, Nigel and Roy in my office first thing tomorrow morning"
Noticing the use of "I would like" instead of "I want", Emily relaxes a bit
- "Sure Miranda … Yes … of course … I'll take care of this … OK … you can count on me … no problem … I'll be there… it's.."
- "You're rambling Emily" interrupted Miranda "I think I've understood, I'm not insane yet"
- "Oh Ok" managed to repeat the confused assistant still unable to look at her boss.
- "Do you intend to move in with us?" asked Miranda smiling slightly after few minutes of silence
- "Oh Hell no!!", practically screamed Emily, "I mean no, I have to go" and Emily left feeling the urge to escape what she was sure was the Twilight Zone.
- "Well, it's not exactly the way we've planned to come out" started Andrea, trying to figure out what just happened when Emily closed the door.
- "Not exactly" smiled Miranda, turning to face Andy "but it was certainly the most pleasant way to get caught…. Where were we?" leaning forward to kiss her again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Miranda and Andy unfortunately.
Author’s note : After a hiatus of almost one year and a half, a chapter of "After Runway" I've forgot to post.
A huge thanks to my fab friend firstlady1408 ! and I almost forgot my wonderful friend pandora_007 !!! I love you !
The previous chapters of After Runway
Part 1 : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/104188.html#cutid1
Part 2 : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/111160.html#cutid1
Part3 : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/112665.html#cutid1
Part 4 : Now or Never : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/122704.html#cutid1
Part 5 : The Girls : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/123630.html#cutid1
Part 6 : Strenous disclosure : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/127349.html#cutid1
Part 7 : The Dress : http://community.livejournal.com/dvlwears_prada/131271.html#cutid1
Something is not the same
- "Emily, get me Patrick please"
- "Right away Miranda"
- "Serena, Did I hear properly? She told me please? Whispered Emily to her friend
- "Yup, you're lucky maybe she likes you" grinned Serena
- "Cut the crap Ser! …. she's different, something is different" said Emily discreetly. "That's not as if she was getting nicer. Yesterday, she walked in 10 minutes after her call and the coffee was not enough warm to her liking. So the new Emily was shoot by a "Are you a complete idiot or there are just some parts missing?" Serena giggled softly and added
- "Nice shot! we're getting closer the top five of "Miranda's dead quote of the month", but I think I got the winner last week. You remember the Prada shoot? She stock-stilled the photograph with a and I quote "Your road to success is definitively under construction". Emily suppressed her laughter
- "Anyway, I'm positive something has changed in her life since her divorce but I can't put the finger on it."
* * *
Andy is waiting for her appointment at the NY City Town Hall and she couldn't resist the urge to call Miranda.
After 6 month of relationship, Miranda asked Andy to move in the townhouse. The cohabitation went well considering the sturdy character of the two women.
The girl's father had never mentioned her argument again and acts like he has accepted their relationship even if the rare contacts with him are as warm as the North Pole in winter.
Andy is starting to feel the need to live more openly with Miranda; she's fed up with lying in at her friends, at her workmates, at her family. She's fed up with hiding when Emily delivers the book every night, she's fed up with taking a cab alone while Roy get Miranda and the girls home. Well, she's craving to have a normal life.
- "Hello there"
- "Hang on" answered quickly Miranda "Emily, close the door, please" "Hello ma chérie" Andy can't help but feel tingly when Miranda use this term of endearment
- "How are things?" asked Andy
- "I'm tired and annoyed; we had to reschedule the shoot on Central Park because of the snow!"
- "Oh! How disappointing, and who is the useless assistant who forgot to order a shinning sun for your shoot?" teased Andrea laughing
- "You're sarcastic Miss Sachs, are you planning on sleeping on the couch tonight?"
- "Why not? After all, I could…"
- "OK, ok, end of this ridiculous conversation," interrupted Miranda smirking "I can't wait to come back home"
- "I won't be long, I'll see you tonight"
- "I love you".
- "I love you too baby",
- "Don't call me Baby!" snapped Miranda
- "Never again, promise baby" said Andy emphasizing the baby
As soon as Emily enters her boss's desk, she noticed Miranda's smile. She had never seen Miranda smile before, well of course she had seen her smirk or her killer smile but never a genuine one. The smile faded as soon as Miranda noticed Emily "Try to get some job instead of staring stupidly".
* * *
This night when Emily opened the door of the townhouse, she only heard laughter, she couldn't tell from who they were coming, obviously not from Miranda, even if she realized she had never heard Miranda laugh.
Apparently, the voices came from the den where some people are watching TV, something odd about fashion and a girl named Betty.
Wanting everything but interrupt, Emily laid the book very carefully on the table and was about to open the closet when she heard Miranda's voice.
"Does anyone want something to drink". A unison of feminine voices, probably from the twins echoed "yes, juice, please!"
Miranda's shadow appeared in Emily's line of sight heading toward the kitchen in the back of the house.
Since this very moment, the only thing Emily got in mind was going out quickly safe and sound. Obviously, thanks to the TV, nobody has noticed Emily's entrance.
Carefully, she opened the door of the closet to hang the dry cleaning, still aware of Miranda busying herself in the kitchen. Emily feels like being in Mission: Impossible, she heard the music theme with a voice in her head telling "Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to get out this house alive without any apparent injuries".
"So far, so good" Emily keeps telling to herself. When she closed the door, she spotted Miranda's form in the kitchen catching some drinks on the fridge and she saw someone else circling her waist and kissing her neck.
Emily froze and closed her eyes. "Oh God, there's someone with Miranda. I don't want to see, I don't want to know… well… maybe I want to know" The only thought of being the witness of her boss private life was just weird. She knows everything of Miranda, her schedule minute by minute, the number of her credit card even the brand of her toothpaste. But she had never pictured Miranda having a private life or worst a sex life. Anybody knows that the girls were born by the action of the Holy Spirit. After all, Miranda was … well… Miranda Priestly, editor in chief of Runway.
Blushing deeply at the thought of Miranda's catching her; she starts thinking at how she can get by alive of this "awkward" situation. Her feelings balanced between the fear of Miranda's reaction and the appeal to know who is her boss' last conquest.
The body form turned around and Emily's jaw dropped open. "Oh God, no no no, it couldn't be her". The most shocking was not to discover that her boss was with a "her" but it that she was with this very "her", Andrea Sachs.
Oblivious that they have an audience, Andrea turned Miranda slowly, cupped her cheeks with her hands and kissed her softly. Emily feels a mix of disgust and awe. Disgust at the sight of her boss and her girlfriend making out, but in awe to see the pure love and tenderness that radiate from those two.
Anyway, at this very moment, Emily who is still standing on the hallway, feels trapped like a turkey on a Thanksgiving's table. If she moves, Miranda or Andy will notice her and if she stays here she takes the risk of being caught ogling.
Emily made a quick list of the options she had in store and she starts to pray for a quick and non-violent death, "something like spontaneous combustion maybe".
She realizes that she has forgotten to breathe for too long when she lets out a deep sigh. Miranda opened her eyes and noticed a frozen and terrified Emily from the corner of her eyes.
- "Andrea, it seems we have an audience "mumbled Miranda in the kiss
- "Shit" said Andy before disappearing in the kitchen
Miranda heads toward the hallway pondering her options.
- "Seeing something interesting?" she asked when she paused at the entrance of the hallway.
Emily too terrified to form a coherent sentence mumbled
- "Mi … Miranda, …..I'm sorry "
Miranda leans forward Emily's ear and whispered
- "If from this very moment, I ever hear again in your mouth the words, Miranda, Andrea or together, I'll personally take care of hanging out your naked body at the top of the Empire State Building, understood"
Emily blanched at the mental image and was unable to articulate a word. Miranda straightens up and smiles.
- "Breathe Emily, I'm joking"
- "Oh OK" acknowledged the stunned first assistant
- "I was planning to tell you soon anyway" added Miranda casually
- "Oh OK"
Andrea came near Miranda and leaned nonchalantly against the frame of the door sliding her hand on Miranda's.
- "You'll have to list Andy as my next of kin" said Miranda as a matter of fact.
- "Oh OK"
- "Emily, when I hired you, I seemed recall you were able to say more than 2 sounds" said Miranda with a hint of annoyance in her voice
- "Oh … yes"
- "A third one, good, it's a start!" teased Miranda "Emily, I would like to meet you, Nigel and Roy in my office first thing tomorrow morning"
Noticing the use of "I would like" instead of "I want", Emily relaxes a bit
- "Sure Miranda … Yes … of course … I'll take care of this … OK … you can count on me … no problem … I'll be there… it's.."
- "You're rambling Emily" interrupted Miranda "I think I've understood, I'm not insane yet"
- "Oh Ok" managed to repeat the confused assistant still unable to look at her boss.
- "Do you intend to move in with us?" asked Miranda smiling slightly after few minutes of silence
- "Oh Hell no!!", practically screamed Emily, "I mean no, I have to go" and Emily left feeling the urge to escape what she was sure was the Twilight Zone.
- "Well, it's not exactly the way we've planned to come out" started Andrea, trying to figure out what just happened when Emily closed the door.
- "Not exactly" smiled Miranda, turning to face Andy "but it was certainly the most pleasant way to get caught…. Where were we?" leaning forward to kiss her again.