If past is the future 8 /? author: cat_copper
rating:
R Pairing: Andy / Miranda Andy and short / Nate
disclaimers ..: Character, etc. are NOT not me and the song by Celine Dion.
summary: The past gets in the truest sense of the word Miranda and Andrea.
How they handle it?
AN: I can only apologize for the long wait between updates, but my new job gives me much less time -.- '
are all my fault ... beta version is still writing filed later ^ ^
confidence Her gaze slid from the list to which Miranda without showing any emotion was leaning against the desk, arms over their Breasts. Miranda's quiet and almost dangerous feeling cold voice chased additional cold shiver down her back, "Why have I had such a note in my mailbox?"
"I.. I do not know." Andrea brought out slowly. Your inner voice screamed just started something here that go very wrong.
"Oh really, then you can not tell me why the author of this message know about us know?" According to Miranda drilled in an icy voice further.
did not escape the mind of Andrea, the underlying question was included in the final of the questions. If the shock they would not freeze inside they probably would have burst into tears. She could already the gulf that had opened between her and Miranda, see.
No, I will not allow Miranda to lose in this way. The sadness they felt frustration and anger began to mix, her hands clenched into fists hit them that the note was still in her one hand. She looked directly into the icy blue eyes, "That's not true now, or Miranda? Do you believe in all seriousness, I did that? You really think for me it was all just a game? Do you think I have started again with you and Runway, my Friends and family again neglected because I'd rather be with you for such a shabby Thing? "Tears welled up Andrea's eyes.
Andrea to see and the feeling just made a big mistake to have her heart finally kicked countless needle sticks. Your still just folded hands many on the left and right of their page, guilt and remorse began to make too broad in their bodies, "Andre ...", I tried but got no further.
" No, Miranda! Do you know how much I longed for you after I was off runway, away from you was? Do you know how much I had hoped to once again get the chance to be around you can? ", The tears began to run it on her cheeks.
After Miranda had found the note and read it, the fear caused by a time to lose everything you had become important to the only man she ever really loved to suspect and thus to make the biggest mistake of her life. Andrea looked remain firmly in their eyes, and despite the tears were also disappointed to see but also anger. She could no longer withstand the view looking down and hit, they did the first time something that their pride and ambition had until then prohibited, "I'm sorry! Please forgive me," she apologized in a low voice of Andrea .
The brown eyes now lost much of the anger they contained. Andrea had with all expected but not the most Miranda apologized. Her anger began to dissolve into nothing yet, the feeling Miranda actually suspected they had very hurt, "Damn Miranda! I even had separated yesterday by Nate because you're the only person with whom I want to be together." She explained further and the tears ran down her cheeks while unstoppable.
Andrea Miranda walked slowly, hoping that this would not yield to her back. As she stood before her, everything was what occurred to Andrea Miranda embrace her. You knew that would always say what was in this situation they failed. First, Andrea said the embrace not, but after endless Seconds of hope by Andrea Miranda clung to her and buried her face in her neck. For this young woman in her arms she threw all reason and principles overboard. For they had sworn and private work to be strictly separated from each other and now she was in her office which has a glass door had with Andrea in her arms. She whispered to Andrea, "I give no errors to Andrea but today I made probably the biggest of my life. Can you give me the chance to make amends for it?"
When the arms closed around her she knew not whether she had yet to recede. However, the relief was about the Miranda believed her, larger than the The fact that she had hurt her with suspicion and doubt about their love. So she returned the embrace of Miranda, clung to them even as if this their last stop. All the emotions on traveling to it softened with every second that she was lying in the arms of the woman who had that first causes. The tone of Miranda's voice could be no doubt about the sincerity of their statement, "Yes, but please ...", she lifted her head and caused her a little hug to get a better view Miranda's eyes," ... trust me. I would never be able to make do with you, okay? "
She nodded slightly to Andrew and then broke the hug, "I worked hard and fought to the magazine and to lead me to where it is today. "she began. As they walked slowly to the window, she further explained," There are many who envy me, I try to put stones in his way. She turned now to Andrea, with an almost sad smile, "The World of Glamour and fashion is not just for his honesty and friendly locals as you yourself know. So far I know was what to do, as I proceed, however, had this time .. "they do not finish the sentence. The silver-haired woman looked out the window, people and cars looked like from up here from busy working ants. But even if they looked down from up here, they just felt more like a these ants that threatened to be trampled. A hand on her shoulder, she moved back from her thoughts.
Andrea wiped the last tears from her face as she listened to her. Now that Miranda, the mask of icy editor-in-chief had taken off Andrea was also clear why they had to react to the message. Miranda was just scared, scared because she was in a situation in which they could not control what would happen. She watched as the first Miranda looked out the window and then went to her. She put a hand on the shoulder of her boss and lover. Though she had every reason to be angry at them but they could not at this moment his. With gentle pressure, she turned to the Miranda flinched slightly at what was in her touch. Blue eyes met brown and the only thing that occurred to her how she was able to show Miranda that she will continue to be there for them, was a confession of their lips. Forgotten was that they both stood at the window of Miranda's office and everyone can see from the opposite building, they could. Forgotten was the agreement that such private things were not working where they could catch any.
Miranda's mind still demanded strict compliance with the rules had been established for the work here, but the inner feelings of rage led him to mention fast. When Andrea, the last distance between their lips closed, it seemed to her as if all the problems would move into the distance.
asked Meanwhile, Emily was about what everything in the world only in the office himself. She had recognized through the closed door, the voice of Andrea but not much to see and hear from her seat at the desk nothing. Every time they beat their curiosity and they wanted to but sometimes short peek into the office the phone rang. For the most part, it would have been any less important nor unimportant reporters from newspapers, the gossip necessarily an interview or comments from their boss. She hoped the Miranda Andrea can live out of the office because she really had no desire to be with the press mob to tackle alone.
If Miranda Priestly first assistant now gone to the glass door of the office would have not only the passionate kiss between her boss and second assistant seen, perhaps even the groans heard from the squat and to an escaped from both.
"You have separated from your friend?" Asked Miranda after her lips had separated.
"Hmm," Andrea confirmed it, "I can not be with him while my heart and mind are with you."
Miranda's gaze clouded over a little, "And I suspect, to want to betray me."
A slight smile appeared on Andrea's Lips, "Let us find those who wrote it and who knows where, above all that." Andrea said firmly. Then she added, "I'm alone now, we could discuss anything with me tonight more." She suggested Miranda. If indeed a sniff after them this "public" action was very risky.
Miranda thought for a moment and agreed, "All right, tell off the meal with Donatella for today and laying it on tomorrow. I am Caroline and Cassidy personally bring to her father, because if spy even one of my two afterwards he will regret. "latter part" she said with dead seriousness.
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Andrea swore to herself as she dove like a fool by her apartment at least to some extent to make order came before Miranda. Each time they asked themselves why things were put away, and miscellaneous other again by itself. Although the house looked exactly like she left it the morning but there was a difference when she came home. It was a message from Nate on the table that just said he would move out and take a job in Boston. She had crumpled and thrown away the message, after which they began their frustrations allow cleaning of the apartment by Nate out.
had first thought they Runway and working for Miranda could have been in debt in the first division but that it was wrong. Any move it back together but did try their feelings just do not go back to and when she, a year or more back together with Nate was confirmed even more the decision that the separation from him was the best. For him it may have come very suddenly, but unfortunately this was a "fair-play" not have been possible. Next they came, fortunately, with their train of thought not because it rang at the door. They quickly threw the repealed clothes in the hamper, she almost ran to the door. At the door she was still breathing a deep breath and out before they opened.
your face lit up by a few watts at Miranda's vision which appeared to be more than they would have had to wait forever, "Hey, come clean."
"Hello," greeted Miranda but just back with a gentle tone.
Andrea stepped aside to let them come, "Can I offer you something?" I had water, coffee, juice, cheap wine. ", She offered to Miranda.
They entered the living room and Miranda sat up straight on the sofa when Andrea asked her this. If the offer "cheap wine", she looked very appealing Cheap wine? Sounds. "A superior eyebrow to Andrea,
"Come immediately." And so Andrea disappeared into the kitchen. Short later she emerged with two full wine glasses in their hands again. She put one in front of Miranda on the coffee table and joined with the other to her on the sofa. The first thing you noticed was the Miranda pulled her high-heels, had with a nod toward the shoes she asked, "Why do we have to take part this hell?"
"Because they were invented to be worn." Answered Miranda sobering.
"There are constant new fashion styles but high heels are definitely on the list of forbidden things.", The younger one said, looking in the direction of the shoes as if she could destroy it that way.
Miranda's eyes seemed now a mischievous to get sparks, "Then I'd do can not continue as my assistants to try to be fast and balance several different things on them."
"I knew there's a reason why comfortable shoes are a taboo at Runway. Maybe I ought to switch back to normal shoes." Pisakte them a little Miranda.
This looked now played angry face to her, "you are answerable, after all, I must also bear."
Andrea grinned, "I had expected nothing else." She said.
A brief smile appeared on the lips of Miranda on before it disappeared behind the wall of seriousness. Miranda took her glass and took a sip, then she swung the glass a little lost in thought. Until a hand over her rose calm in this way to influence them. She was taken the glass from his hand and put back on the table. Before they even think about was what Andrea had before now, she refused to Andrea who had wrapped his arms around her waist. First, they wanted to protest and free themselves from the hug but she always underestimated the impact that the disciples had on them.
Andrea realized how serious and restless Miranda was and she knew why, but when Miranda was so tense, they would come the solution is not much closer. So she did the only thing she remembered, she took the glass from Miranda and they moved to him. In this way the elder now leaning back against her with his arms around Miranda's waist. She could feel how tense it was and the longer she lay in her arms more from much of the tension.
a long time to come, it was that had what they needed at that moment the most. With the best will, she could not remember when someone in this way, for she had been there, "I've been thinking." She broke the silence.
"About what?" Asked Andrea. Miranda in her arms seemed to slow down their thought processes, strangely enough, fast.
"The news of this morning," she replied Andrea, "and who they could have written. "
you thought for a moment," I can not imagine who among us both know yet, except for Roy and myself of course. "
Miranda broke away from the embrace and looked at Andrea angrily," The latter will not hear me. It was a mistake not to trust you. If we do not trust each other, this relationship would be doomed to fail and that's not what I want. "She said. If they can not trust Andrea, who else?
" No? What is it what you like Miranda? "She asked gently.
Without even think about the question must be the answer came, "Someone who am not at the first available opportunity cheat someone to talk to me without making me think about whether he goes on to say no to the next best tabloid, someone the can I trust completely." Her eyes were now softer, " I hope you're the one. "she added for good measure.
let Miranda's answer is no room for any doubt who had knocked at her after Miranda had accused her of such a breach of trust. She put a hand on Miranda's found her fingers and of itself the way into each other, "And I want to be the one for you." Gently put a smile
now permanently on the lips of Miranda, "Thank you", a word said it so much more.
As they began to miss it again to have Miranda in her arms, to be near her, she pulled the older girl again towards her. It was still the sense of something quite different but which had to wait, "Have you any idea who it could have been?" She took up the issue again.
"list all have something against me would take time. But there are not including the courage to be so lightly to mess with me, apart from two exceptions."
"Who is it?" radiate
constantly under pressure, always authority and power was not only physically exhausting but it pulled also in their psyche. It was good for Andrea not need to be strong and as if her body automatically responds to the thought, she leaned over to Andrea. Her inner turmoil was softened so on, "As the only could Irv Ravitz and Stephen, my real ex-husband in question come. What Roy is concerned, I do not think he was. He would use none of them had also been already previously had more than one occasion when he wanted. "said Miranda.
"How then can see the motive? Both Had to lose if the blackmail is not likely, not more successful is not it?" Thought Andrew.
One thing Miranda has bothered all the time, a small detail that she had not yet been identified but like Andrea said much the word blackmail her what was on it, "What if the blackmail is not just about me from my position to chase."
Andrea strengthened their hand by Miranda, because she had a clue on what she was saying, "We." She noted with growing concern. The person who wrote the will all appear to sow doubts and distrust between her and Miranda. If it were only for the post of editor-in-chief of Runway, it would certainly have been better earlier occasions. Should there with her and Miranda come in this way the public would have far-reaching consequences for them both.
It was bad enough that was always trying her private life to illuminate whatever. She hated even more when this press vultures any dubious information only assumed to increase to its circulation. Laid their hands over the by Andrea, "If anyone thinks I am so easily be blackmailed, then know me not."
"It sounds like you've already got an idea."
"There is not much but it might give us time."
you broke the hug and when their immigration Miranda she laid a hand on her cheek, "No matter what will come, I will stay by your side."
Miranda felt a joyous tingle through her entire body, because with Andrea at her side, officially or unofficially, they knew they would do it. She took his hand to her cheek and kissed the palm, "Thanks."
Andrea Miranda leaned and whispered against her lips, "I hope you have some more time."
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elsewhere "I can not believe it," he cried almost to its opposite, "now is the beast with her already in the apartment!"
The other glanced quickly into the small bar, "Not so loud or they do that here everyone can hear?"
"Listen, you have promised me it would fold, but instead make a "social" evening. "he spat in disgust already almost.
" Who can guess the, the the Dragon Lady at once so gullible. "replied the other.
His neighbor at the table it looked dark on, "you heard me, and I want it back."
"pick a fight with Miranda Priestly is dangerous and if we are not careful, you will not get your beloved Andrea so and so back." he said quietly.
"It was a mistake to separate myself from her at that time, even after they had stopped at the magazine she was never again closer to himself. Now that I had the chance to do everything differently she is seduced by their wives. "growled Nate.
Renewed drinks to them on the table Stephen took a glass and drank half," The detective has collected enough evidence we can use. If after two weeks my 'beloved' wife continues to be the chief of Runway, we will bring an avalanche that will bury itself between them. "His voice was almost only contempt.
" Did not you as someone Remember me? "
Stephen smiled sneaky," Miranda will be so busy with their own salvation, that you save only the place to be to have your poor Andy. "He eyed him suspiciously
, "What if?" Asked Nate.
"Do not worry, Miranda career and reputation were more important. This will not have changed now because someone like her does not change." He assured him.
Nate drank his glass empty on a train and stood up. "I want Andrea to return to me, she'll still regret it to have taken away from me." He said, and went still.
Stephen shook his head over the boisterous way this young man. He was a little too hot-headed and that made the whole thing so much more risky. He was personally do not care what happens to Andrea Sachs but not with his current wife.
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Miranda was awakened by the smell of the coffee of her nostrils. She wanted to wonder just why it smelled of coffee, most recently in her bedroom but then again a lot of her where she was. Otherwise no one else was in bed, apparently was Andrea already up. She decided not to close his eyes for a minute or two at the moment to get up where they had to postpone, for as long as possible. She had not before had to spend the night here since the current situation, it had not been very wise. But the longer she was in Andrea's close more and more decreased their desire to leave. What Andrew had been said? It was her and thus had been right Andrea.
Since Andrea was already awake by itself very early, she had crept out of bed and made them both breakfast. Even if it was soon to work had to be so still have time for a morning coffee, "Good morning," she said.
"Good morning," said Miranda. She had heard the muffled steps and how she had opened her eyes, she was greeted by her lover who stood smiling with a tray in front of the bed. Andrea put the tray on the bedside table, pulled quickly on the thrown things out of and back into bed. Then she took the tray with the coffee, some toast and jam and put it carefully between them from both. This morning really put a premium is in their lives, for the first time breakfast in bed and still naked. Had someone not told her a few months ago this would certainly not a happy day life more.
Andrea looked a little embarrassed to Miranda, "to blame is not really much for breakfast."
Miranda glanced over the tray, "Well, my apparently it's perfect." Soothed her.
"Mh", wondered Andrea.
"It's coffee." Said Miranda scarce.
had to laugh Now, Andrea, "Thanks," she said, reaching for a toast, "Na then, bon appétit! ".
your first attack was on the coffee and when she wanted to start straight with the morning enjoy the bell rang at the door of her lover," Do you expect someone? "she asked.
replied, shrugging his shoulders Andrea, "Not that I know and especially not this early." she wondered who rang half past five in the morning with people. Just when you thought it just an oversight was and she wanted to ignore the doorbell rang again. Slightly disgruntled by the unwanted disturbance attracted the newly extended things again, "I hope the person that's really important." transcend them grumbled at.
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Somehow bechlich Miranda bad feeling even if it was silly for sure. Nevertheless, she decided to get up and just over draw
Provided, of course I find my clothes. , she thought as her eyes slid through the bedroom. After they had found the underwear and just pulled her shirt over it came back again and Andrea liked her expression her absolutely not, "Who was that?" She asked, worried.
She was like having it pulled away the ground under their feet, and would now fall inexorably into an abyss. Lost it stopped in the middle bedroom, "the mail." She said.
"At this hour?" Wondered Miranda. She went to her and could now see the fear in the eyes of her lover, "What did they want?" She asked more gently.
"This issue here." She said, and held an open letter against Miranda.
Although her something she said the letter should not read it rather took it anyway. To read it sat on the bed, then she unfolded the letter:
Get off on the witch or she comes to something! "No matter who it was, he will suffer for it." She said in a dangerously quiet voice.
tbc
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