Killer Heels and Prada (ch. 21/?)
TITLE: Killer Heels and Prada
AUTHOR: merylandrebafan
PAIRING: Miranda/oc
RATING: M
DISCLAIMER: Oh if only I owned them!
A/N: Thanks to mammamiafreak and surena_13 for their support!
SUMMARY: How does it feel to be the last one standing? Miranda Priestly should know. All of the RUNWAY editors but her have been viciously murdered, and now the Killer is after her, revealing she was his main target all along. The best agent available is sent to protect her, 007 himself. Will he be enough to stop this vicious murderer? Who is this psychopath? And just how close will Miranda and James get?
TO EVERYONE WHO READS THIS: I APOLIGIZE FOR NOT REPLYING TO YOUR COMMENTS, BE ASSURED I DO READ THEM BUT I HAVE BEEN EXTREMELY BUSY! EVERY SPARE MOMENT I HAVE THIS PAST WEEK HAS BEEN TO WRITE A LITTLE BIT, HOPEFULLY THIS WEEK WILL BE SLOW AND I CAN REPLY TO YOUR COMMENTS! THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO STICKS WITH ME AND READS THIS!
Ch 21
Miranda stared at the pregnancy test, and then slowly lifted her head so her eyes could meet Nigel’s. “Miranda, let’s be realistic here…” Miranda quickly cut him off. “Nigel this is ridiculous, I had that reaction to the eggs and the soup because I have the flu, no other reason, I’m not pregnant!” she said forcefully and Nigel shook his head. “Miranda, I’m your closest friend, so hear me out.” Nigel led Miranda into the sitting room and set her down. “You are 49 years old; women older than you have had babies before. I know for a fact you haven’t yet gone through menopause, because RUNWAY has not turned into an igloo yet, although I’m sure when that time comes everyone will just put it down to your being a snow queen.” Nigel gently joked, and Miranda glared. “Now, you did have sex with James did you not?” Miranda continued to glare at Nigel, but he held firm and finally she nodded her head. “All right, now have you had your monthly yet?” he asked gently. Miranda’s eyes widened as she slowly realized that in fact she couldn’t remember the last time she had had her period. She shook her head no and Nigel sighed. “Go on gorgeous, go and take the test.” Nigel said indicating the box she held in her hand. Miranda pursed her lips, but got up off the couch and walked down the hall to the bathroom.
3 minutes seemed to take forever. Miranda paced back and forth in the sitting room and Nigel watched her. “This is ridiculous Nigel, I mean come on, It’s a very simple explanation, I do indeed have the flu, after all I was around two sick daughters for the past few weeks. In addition to that, as you yourself pointed out, I am 49 years old, and while I have not gone through menopause yet, this could very well be the beginning stages.” Nigel sighed, he had thought about that possibility too. “That’s why we have the test Miranda, to make sure.” He said gently. Miranda looked at her watch and felt her stomach jump. Then she lifted her other hand, which held the test. Nigel got up and stood next to her, and then they both looked at the reading that had just appeared. A single word flashed ‘Pregnant’ Miranda gasped and Nigel put his arm around her. “Everything will be alright Miranda, and you know it will.” He said. “How is everything going to be all right Nigel? The father of my unborn child is God knows where on a dangerous assignment, and he made it very clear that we should not see each other.” Miranda said sarcastically. “You need to call your aunt and inform her, I’m sure she can contact James.” Nigel said. Miranda shook her head. “Not yet. I will, but just not yet, I need some time to think first.” Miranda said. “No, you need to figure this out now. Before you start to show and the press gets wind of everything Miranda. I don’t care what time it is in London you call her now.” Miranda looked at her watch. It was just after six which meant it was around one in the morning in London. Miranda nodded. She got her cell and scrolled to her aunt’s number and pressed call.
She sat down on the couch and Nigel sat down next to her. “Hello? Miranda?” M said in a groggy voice. “Who else would it be with my number?” Miranda snapped. “Miranda what’s wrong?” M said obviously now wide awake. “I need to see James or at least speak to him immediately. It’s important.” Miranda said. “Darling, James is on assignment, I cannot let you have any contact with him. Even so what would be so important that you would need to see him?” M asked. Miranda took a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.” She said her voice firm. “You’re what?!” M shouted. Miranda removed the phone from her ear. “I do not wish to repeat myself, I’m quite certain you heard me the first time.” Miranda said. M sighed. “I’m supposing James is the father?” “Yes.” Miranda replied. “Under the circumstances, I will contact James and tell him you wish to speak to him. I will call you back shortly with the designated time of the call.” “Thank you.” Miranda said and hung up the phone. She glanced at Nigel and his phone started to ring. He answered. “Hello? You have got to be kidding me! Alright, I’m on my way.” He shook his head and looked at Miranda. “Crisis in the art department.” Nigel said and stood up. “I’m sorry, I have to go and take care of it.” Miranda stood and nodded her head in understanding. “Everything will be fine.” He said.
~*~
M sat in her office for a few minutes and thought. “I knew they had been intimate from the video on the plane I received, but this is not something I imagined. James can’t know, if he does he will jeopardize himself and Miranda, and…..the baby.” M shook her head. “No James can’t find out, I will not let him hurt Miranda.” She said to herself and the decision being made she picked up the phone and dialed her niece’s number.
~*~
Nigel had made it to the doorway when Miranda’s phone rang and he heard her answer it. He opened the door and stood there, listening. “M, what do you mean he said no? This, he won’t talk to me?” Nigel felt his heart break for her, he knew he needed to get back to RUNWAY so he shut the door quietly behind him and he dialed Greg’s number. “Greg, hi, it’s Nigel, listen I know you are supposed to have the girls for the rest of the break but Miranda needs them right now, trust me. Just please have them to the townhouse as soon as possible.” He said as he climbed into his car.
Miranda paced the room in frustration. “Miranda, I’m sorry but he doesn’t wish to speak to you, he does not want to deal with any of this. I’m sorry sweetheart.” M said and Miranda fought the urge to cry. “Fine, thanks.” She said and stabbed the end call button with an intense force. Miranda suddenly felt very queasy and she made it to the bathroom just in time to empty out what tiny bit was in her stomach. After words she walked to her study and laid down on the love seat in there and absently stroked her stomach, as silent tears fell. “How am I supposed to deal with this, with you?” she whispered. She already knew she would keep the baby, she already felt an overwhelming sense of love for him, or her. She heard the door slam open and jumped, startled, and scared until she heard “Mommy!” she sighed in relief it was Caroline and Cassidy. She quickly wiped her tears away and walked out of the study. “Mommy’s here!” she called. Then she was attacked by two bouncing red heads. “Mommy, Daddy brought us home early.” Cassidy said and Miranda leaned down and placed a kiss on top of both of their heads. “Did he?” “Well why don’t you go and put your things up in your room, and then we can have some dinner.” Miranda said and the twins nodded and ran up the stairs with their bags. She looked up and saw Greg standing in the hallway. “Nigel called me and said you would need them right now, from the tone in his voice I didn’t have the heart to refuse. Miranda what’s wrong?” He asked concerned and stepped towards her. “Thank you, and I will tell you later, I promise, but not where the girls can hear.” Miranda said and Greg nodded. “So would you stay for dinner? I really do need to inform you of something.” Miranda said and Greg once again nodded, he looked into his ex wife’s eyes and saw that she had been crying.
Dinner was pleasant, the twins talked about the play Greg had taken them to see and Miranda smiled, Greg had always been a good father. Miranda was grateful that she had been able to hold down her dinner. They went into the entertainment room, and the twins insisted they all play one game of the Disney version of “Scene it?” Miranda agreed and so did Greg. So for the next hour they occupied themselves with trivia from The Lion King, and Sleeping Beauty. When all was said and done Cassidy won the game by one roll. “Alright girls, you have had a long day, so go and get dressed for bed, now.” Miranda said. The twins ran from the room to get dressed and shortly after Miranda and Greg said good night for them, then they moved to Miranda’s study. “All right Miranda, tell me what’s wrong.” Greg said gently. “First of all Greg, thank you for bringing them back here, I needed this.” Miranda said. “Like I said I didn’t have the heart to refuse.” Miranda smiled weakly and then sat herself down on the love seat. “Greg, I’m about to tell you this because you are the father of my children and you needed to be informed immediately, I hadn’t planned on doing it tonight, but Nigel seems to think differently since he called you.” Miranda said and rolled her eyes. Greg sat down and looked at Miranda concerned. “Miranda are you sick?” he asked worried. “No, it’s nothing like that. Well when Irv was threatening my life, my bodyguard, James and I grew close. I was determined not to let that happen, at first I was sure there was no chance of him making his way closer because everything he did seemed to be that of what a hormone crazed teenage boy would do. They were very teenage, in fact. Yet, somehow he wormed his way under my skin.” Miranda paused and looked at Greg. He gently put his hand over hers. She didn’t have the strength to pull away. “Are you trying to tell me that you fell in love with him Miranda?” he asked. She nodded and continued. “He saved me from being murdered on more than one occasion, and right after each time he didn’t act like he usually did, he was a gentlemen, kind and sweet. Then when everything was over he received an assignment immediately from my aunt and he told me we couldn’t be together, and I basically told him to make sure the door did in fact hit him in the ass on his way out. The twins have been sick for the last few weeks, as you know. Well this morning I woke up and had to rush to the bathroom. I was pretty sure that I had the flu. Nigel came by earlier to drop off soup, in a mask and gloves no less, and when he did he noticed how my stomach got queasy just at the sight of it. Then for experiment he fried and egg, and I got sick at the smell. So he left and came back, he had gone out a bought me a pregnancy test, he was convinced that I did not have the flu, and he is right.”
Greg sat in stunned silence, until he finally found his voice. “Miranda, you’re pregnant?” he asked. Miranda nodded her head and began to cry softly. “I called M, and informed her so I could speak to him and tell him. She contacted him and he said he wanted nothing to do with me. For the first time in my life I have no idea what to do, the father of my unborn child doesn’t love me, and he doesn’t want anything to do with the baby. She said. “Anyways.” Miranda said regaining as much of her composure as possible. “I just wanted you to be aware of the situation.” Miranda said. “Are you going to keep the baby?” he asked. Miranda nodded. “I already love him or her.” She said. Greg smiled. “I remember the day you told me you were pregnant with the twins. You were so happy, you were glowing, and I could tell that you loved them already, so did I. Miranda, as I have told you before, you are the mother of my children and I care about you, deeply. I will be behind you on this, not just for our children’s sake, but for yours as well. He said. Miranda shook her head. “We really have been getting along lately haven’t we?” she said remembering the twins’ party. “Yes, we have. I’m sorry this has happened to you Miranda.” He said. “The press are going to eat me alive Greg, Snow Queen, knocked up, without a father in sight, is she really that unlovable?” Greg shook his head. “You are not unlovable, the whole reason for our divorce had nothing to do with love, well not exactly anyways.” Miranda grinned, and without thinking Greg leaned in and pressed his lips gently to hers. She didn’t pull back, instead she granted him access, he was familiar and comforting. When the kiss ended Miranda looked slightly shocked. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Greg said. “No you shouldn’t have, but you did. “Miranda, I think I might have a plan.” He said looking at her. “What would that be?” she asked. “Well you said he wants nothing to do with you or the baby right?” Miranda nodded. “I don’t want the press to eat you alive over this and put you or our children through anymore so please just hear me out.” Miranda nodded for him to go ahead.
Miranda laid her head down on her pillow and shook his head. Greg’s plan was crazy it couldn’t work. She huffed, Not only was her head confused, but after that kiss her heart was now more confused than ever. James was the love of her life, but he didn’t want to be there with her, and Greg was familiar and according to him, he did…….TBC
REVIEWS?!?!?
AUTHOR: merylandrebafan
PAIRING: Miranda/oc
RATING: M
DISCLAIMER: Oh if only I owned them!
A/N: Thanks to mammamiafreak and surena_13 for their support!
SUMMARY: How does it feel to be the last one standing? Miranda Priestly should know. All of the RUNWAY editors but her have been viciously murdered, and now the Killer is after her, revealing she was his main target all along. The best agent available is sent to protect her, 007 himself. Will he be enough to stop this vicious murderer? Who is this psychopath? And just how close will Miranda and James get?
TO EVERYONE WHO READS THIS: I APOLIGIZE FOR NOT REPLYING TO YOUR COMMENTS, BE ASSURED I DO READ THEM BUT I HAVE BEEN EXTREMELY BUSY! EVERY SPARE MOMENT I HAVE THIS PAST WEEK HAS BEEN TO WRITE A LITTLE BIT, HOPEFULLY THIS WEEK WILL BE SLOW AND I CAN REPLY TO YOUR COMMENTS! THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO STICKS WITH ME AND READS THIS!
Ch 21
Miranda stared at the pregnancy test, and then slowly lifted her head so her eyes could meet Nigel’s. “Miranda, let’s be realistic here…” Miranda quickly cut him off. “Nigel this is ridiculous, I had that reaction to the eggs and the soup because I have the flu, no other reason, I’m not pregnant!” she said forcefully and Nigel shook his head. “Miranda, I’m your closest friend, so hear me out.” Nigel led Miranda into the sitting room and set her down. “You are 49 years old; women older than you have had babies before. I know for a fact you haven’t yet gone through menopause, because RUNWAY has not turned into an igloo yet, although I’m sure when that time comes everyone will just put it down to your being a snow queen.” Nigel gently joked, and Miranda glared. “Now, you did have sex with James did you not?” Miranda continued to glare at Nigel, but he held firm and finally she nodded her head. “All right, now have you had your monthly yet?” he asked gently. Miranda’s eyes widened as she slowly realized that in fact she couldn’t remember the last time she had had her period. She shook her head no and Nigel sighed. “Go on gorgeous, go and take the test.” Nigel said indicating the box she held in her hand. Miranda pursed her lips, but got up off the couch and walked down the hall to the bathroom.
3 minutes seemed to take forever. Miranda paced back and forth in the sitting room and Nigel watched her. “This is ridiculous Nigel, I mean come on, It’s a very simple explanation, I do indeed have the flu, after all I was around two sick daughters for the past few weeks. In addition to that, as you yourself pointed out, I am 49 years old, and while I have not gone through menopause yet, this could very well be the beginning stages.” Nigel sighed, he had thought about that possibility too. “That’s why we have the test Miranda, to make sure.” He said gently. Miranda looked at her watch and felt her stomach jump. Then she lifted her other hand, which held the test. Nigel got up and stood next to her, and then they both looked at the reading that had just appeared. A single word flashed ‘Pregnant’ Miranda gasped and Nigel put his arm around her. “Everything will be alright Miranda, and you know it will.” He said. “How is everything going to be all right Nigel? The father of my unborn child is God knows where on a dangerous assignment, and he made it very clear that we should not see each other.” Miranda said sarcastically. “You need to call your aunt and inform her, I’m sure she can contact James.” Nigel said. Miranda shook her head. “Not yet. I will, but just not yet, I need some time to think first.” Miranda said. “No, you need to figure this out now. Before you start to show and the press gets wind of everything Miranda. I don’t care what time it is in London you call her now.” Miranda looked at her watch. It was just after six which meant it was around one in the morning in London. Miranda nodded. She got her cell and scrolled to her aunt’s number and pressed call.
She sat down on the couch and Nigel sat down next to her. “Hello? Miranda?” M said in a groggy voice. “Who else would it be with my number?” Miranda snapped. “Miranda what’s wrong?” M said obviously now wide awake. “I need to see James or at least speak to him immediately. It’s important.” Miranda said. “Darling, James is on assignment, I cannot let you have any contact with him. Even so what would be so important that you would need to see him?” M asked. Miranda took a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.” She said her voice firm. “You’re what?!” M shouted. Miranda removed the phone from her ear. “I do not wish to repeat myself, I’m quite certain you heard me the first time.” Miranda said. M sighed. “I’m supposing James is the father?” “Yes.” Miranda replied. “Under the circumstances, I will contact James and tell him you wish to speak to him. I will call you back shortly with the designated time of the call.” “Thank you.” Miranda said and hung up the phone. She glanced at Nigel and his phone started to ring. He answered. “Hello? You have got to be kidding me! Alright, I’m on my way.” He shook his head and looked at Miranda. “Crisis in the art department.” Nigel said and stood up. “I’m sorry, I have to go and take care of it.” Miranda stood and nodded her head in understanding. “Everything will be fine.” He said.
~*~
M sat in her office for a few minutes and thought. “I knew they had been intimate from the video on the plane I received, but this is not something I imagined. James can’t know, if he does he will jeopardize himself and Miranda, and…..the baby.” M shook her head. “No James can’t find out, I will not let him hurt Miranda.” She said to herself and the decision being made she picked up the phone and dialed her niece’s number.
~*~
Nigel had made it to the doorway when Miranda’s phone rang and he heard her answer it. He opened the door and stood there, listening. “M, what do you mean he said no? This, he won’t talk to me?” Nigel felt his heart break for her, he knew he needed to get back to RUNWAY so he shut the door quietly behind him and he dialed Greg’s number. “Greg, hi, it’s Nigel, listen I know you are supposed to have the girls for the rest of the break but Miranda needs them right now, trust me. Just please have them to the townhouse as soon as possible.” He said as he climbed into his car.
Miranda paced the room in frustration. “Miranda, I’m sorry but he doesn’t wish to speak to you, he does not want to deal with any of this. I’m sorry sweetheart.” M said and Miranda fought the urge to cry. “Fine, thanks.” She said and stabbed the end call button with an intense force. Miranda suddenly felt very queasy and she made it to the bathroom just in time to empty out what tiny bit was in her stomach. After words she walked to her study and laid down on the love seat in there and absently stroked her stomach, as silent tears fell. “How am I supposed to deal with this, with you?” she whispered. She already knew she would keep the baby, she already felt an overwhelming sense of love for him, or her. She heard the door slam open and jumped, startled, and scared until she heard “Mommy!” she sighed in relief it was Caroline and Cassidy. She quickly wiped her tears away and walked out of the study. “Mommy’s here!” she called. Then she was attacked by two bouncing red heads. “Mommy, Daddy brought us home early.” Cassidy said and Miranda leaned down and placed a kiss on top of both of their heads. “Did he?” “Well why don’t you go and put your things up in your room, and then we can have some dinner.” Miranda said and the twins nodded and ran up the stairs with their bags. She looked up and saw Greg standing in the hallway. “Nigel called me and said you would need them right now, from the tone in his voice I didn’t have the heart to refuse. Miranda what’s wrong?” He asked concerned and stepped towards her. “Thank you, and I will tell you later, I promise, but not where the girls can hear.” Miranda said and Greg nodded. “So would you stay for dinner? I really do need to inform you of something.” Miranda said and Greg once again nodded, he looked into his ex wife’s eyes and saw that she had been crying.
Dinner was pleasant, the twins talked about the play Greg had taken them to see and Miranda smiled, Greg had always been a good father. Miranda was grateful that she had been able to hold down her dinner. They went into the entertainment room, and the twins insisted they all play one game of the Disney version of “Scene it?” Miranda agreed and so did Greg. So for the next hour they occupied themselves with trivia from The Lion King, and Sleeping Beauty. When all was said and done Cassidy won the game by one roll. “Alright girls, you have had a long day, so go and get dressed for bed, now.” Miranda said. The twins ran from the room to get dressed and shortly after Miranda and Greg said good night for them, then they moved to Miranda’s study. “All right Miranda, tell me what’s wrong.” Greg said gently. “First of all Greg, thank you for bringing them back here, I needed this.” Miranda said. “Like I said I didn’t have the heart to refuse.” Miranda smiled weakly and then sat herself down on the love seat. “Greg, I’m about to tell you this because you are the father of my children and you needed to be informed immediately, I hadn’t planned on doing it tonight, but Nigel seems to think differently since he called you.” Miranda said and rolled her eyes. Greg sat down and looked at Miranda concerned. “Miranda are you sick?” he asked worried. “No, it’s nothing like that. Well when Irv was threatening my life, my bodyguard, James and I grew close. I was determined not to let that happen, at first I was sure there was no chance of him making his way closer because everything he did seemed to be that of what a hormone crazed teenage boy would do. They were very teenage, in fact. Yet, somehow he wormed his way under my skin.” Miranda paused and looked at Greg. He gently put his hand over hers. She didn’t have the strength to pull away. “Are you trying to tell me that you fell in love with him Miranda?” he asked. She nodded and continued. “He saved me from being murdered on more than one occasion, and right after each time he didn’t act like he usually did, he was a gentlemen, kind and sweet. Then when everything was over he received an assignment immediately from my aunt and he told me we couldn’t be together, and I basically told him to make sure the door did in fact hit him in the ass on his way out. The twins have been sick for the last few weeks, as you know. Well this morning I woke up and had to rush to the bathroom. I was pretty sure that I had the flu. Nigel came by earlier to drop off soup, in a mask and gloves no less, and when he did he noticed how my stomach got queasy just at the sight of it. Then for experiment he fried and egg, and I got sick at the smell. So he left and came back, he had gone out a bought me a pregnancy test, he was convinced that I did not have the flu, and he is right.”
Greg sat in stunned silence, until he finally found his voice. “Miranda, you’re pregnant?” he asked. Miranda nodded her head and began to cry softly. “I called M, and informed her so I could speak to him and tell him. She contacted him and he said he wanted nothing to do with me. For the first time in my life I have no idea what to do, the father of my unborn child doesn’t love me, and he doesn’t want anything to do with the baby. She said. “Anyways.” Miranda said regaining as much of her composure as possible. “I just wanted you to be aware of the situation.” Miranda said. “Are you going to keep the baby?” he asked. Miranda nodded. “I already love him or her.” She said. Greg smiled. “I remember the day you told me you were pregnant with the twins. You were so happy, you were glowing, and I could tell that you loved them already, so did I. Miranda, as I have told you before, you are the mother of my children and I care about you, deeply. I will be behind you on this, not just for our children’s sake, but for yours as well. He said. Miranda shook her head. “We really have been getting along lately haven’t we?” she said remembering the twins’ party. “Yes, we have. I’m sorry this has happened to you Miranda.” He said. “The press are going to eat me alive Greg, Snow Queen, knocked up, without a father in sight, is she really that unlovable?” Greg shook his head. “You are not unlovable, the whole reason for our divorce had nothing to do with love, well not exactly anyways.” Miranda grinned, and without thinking Greg leaned in and pressed his lips gently to hers. She didn’t pull back, instead she granted him access, he was familiar and comforting. When the kiss ended Miranda looked slightly shocked. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Greg said. “No you shouldn’t have, but you did. “Miranda, I think I might have a plan.” He said looking at her. “What would that be?” she asked. “Well you said he wants nothing to do with you or the baby right?” Miranda nodded. “I don’t want the press to eat you alive over this and put you or our children through anymore so please just hear me out.” Miranda nodded for him to go ahead.
Miranda laid her head down on her pillow and shook his head. Greg’s plan was crazy it couldn’t work. She huffed, Not only was her head confused, but after that kiss her heart was now more confused than ever. James was the love of her life, but he didn’t want to be there with her, and Greg was familiar and according to him, he did…….TBC
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