If past is the future 10/11
author: cat_copper
rating: R
Pairing: Andy / Miranda Andy and short / Nate
disclaimers ..: Character, etc. are NOT me
summary: The past gets in the true sense of the word Miranda and an Andrea.
How they handle it?
A / N: After the chapter is an epilogue ^ ^ and then I got my Gewschichte on both
says. It has become longer than originally planned ... if I plan something
-.- '
A warning in advance, this chapter contains a not so nice body for
Mirandy fans so please do not lünchen am free to create a happy ending Freak ;)
So enough talk read a lot of fun!
jealousy leads to hate
Nate quickly recovered from the shock and hid the object in his hand quickly im Koffer. Diesen schob er unter das Bett auf dem der Koffer gerade noch lag und hastete zur Tür wobei sich Nervosität in ihm breit machte. Als er öffnete standen zwei Polizisten vor der Tür und hielten ihm ihre Ausweise unter die Nase, "Sind sie Nate Cooper?", wurde er gefragt. Noch ehe er die Wörter "Ja, warum?" richtig ausgesprochen hatte, fühlte er wie Metall um seine Handgelenke gelegt wurde.
"Sie sind vorläufig festgenommen! Sie können...", hörte Nate den einen Polizisten sagen. Für ihn war alles wie ein schlechter Traum und sollte er aus diesem entkommen wird jemand seinen eigenen Alptraum erleben.
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When Caroline and Cassidy in the morning for breakfast arrived they were surprised their mother with one other person to be found that security was not Stephen. They looked skeptical Andrea on before taking them without mincing her mother asked, "Is she now here often?"
"Yes," replied Miranda. Actually, she wanted to tell their children nothing about it but would rather wait until until the divorce is over but under the present circumstances it has changed his mind. The last thing she wanted was her twins learned it from someone else. She could only hope that they would accept it.
directed the attention of both get back to Andrea, which was slightly nervous under the critical eye, the man who very resembled her mother. It was Caroline then took the floor, "Are you together with our Mum?"
Andrea swallowed short, "I am."
brought the reaction of the twins even Miranda from the version because they said simply, "Cool!" and then sat down at the table and poured Cornflaces in their bowls.
"It does not bother you?" Asked Miranda, but a little unnerved.
"No." assured Cassidy again.
Breakfast was quiet and then the reaction of her twins was not as bad as they actually thought they would be. She was glad to see that Andrea would not meet with opposition even if it could of course still take up the three inter-warm. You could see every minute nervousness by Andrea more and more disappeared. Their twins were ready to eat and got up at to get ready for school but before they went overcame their attention again to Andrea, "What's your name?"
"Uu ... Andrea but almost all say to me Andy." She said a little more cautious. The girls
nodded, "Well then ciao Andy! Chow Mam," she said goodbye and gave the latter each have a kiss on the cheek.
"delivery better than I had imagined. "said Andrea and Miranda after they were alone.
Miranda nodded approvingly," Only for my ...", but caught it at the intrusive ringing of her phone interrupted. Slightly annoyed by the early trouble they answered the phone and greeted the person at the other end of frosty with a "Miranda Priestly". The rest of the conversation seemed to be going rather one-sided, because other than a thrown "Mmhm," Miranda was Andrea not constitute been told what. Only loud the ever becoming dark face of their loved ones it seemed to be no good. When she hung up she turned to Andrea, her expression was serious and what Miranda told her then left her in shock, almost forgot to breathe, "That was one of the policemen."
"What did he say?", Andrea said she wanted it but really rather not know.
Miranda said it plainly, "They arrested Stephen and your ex-boyfriend."
"What?" Screamed, almost. Although she no longer loved Nate, but it was not her it was so much matter, "Ab-but why?"
"Andrea," Miranda said in a gentler tone. She put a hand on Andrea's shoulder to direct them back with a gentle pressure in the chair from which the younger had jumped to back. After both at the table again taken place, said Miranda had what was told her on the phone, "After completion of the search in the bedroom and most of the rooms below had been found only in the bedroom cameras and listening bugs. I told them that apart from my children, Stephen and of course you never this room is allowed to enter. "
impatience began to eat away at Andrea, "What does this have to do with the arrest of Nate? Or think about the places he has it all in your house?"
"No he was not, Stephen has apparently hired a private detective to spy on me afterward and if this also have the opportunity to put everything here. When we got the night Stephen had spent together and had heard about such a thing against me in the hand. "tried, she said calmly.
Andrea belonging to process," Then it was Stephen has therefore written the threatening letters but what to do with Nate have I ever seen yet. "concluded it.
The serious view of Miranda gave way to anxious," Unfortunately, it is perhaps not quite so, "she began," It looks like he had with your ex- Freund set. According to the police was on the letter I had received only Stephens fingerprints. In the second letter, however, one has only to find from your ex-boyfriend. "
prevailed in her now feel chaos Shock, anger, disappointment because they had never expected Nate, "I can not believe he threatened someone, not Nate." Andrea doubt continue.
Gently put Miranda a hand on Andrew, as they had started to play nervously with her fingers, "Andrea, the tracks are clear and both the said detective and Stephen testified that Nate was involved." She paused short, "I'm sorry.".
you looked into clear blue eyes and shook his head, "All right, you do not you apologize, you are not responsible for his actions. I would just never believed it to Nate so what Währe capable." Said them with a sad smile.
"And I of Stephen." Miranda agreed with her. There had been people with whom they once thought they had to love but now there were disappointments in their lives.
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The wheels of justice grind slowly, however, was even a Miranda Priestly, let the Andrea Sachs make a difference. In an alarmingly fast rate in the past, everything seemed suddenly to run in other lanes and Andrea and Miranda were worried to what it could still lead. Clean the mask of professionalism saved her more problems, because the last thing they needed were the talk was over and around her private life. Only it was not that easy for Andrea as Miranda, and she was more than once deepened during the working day in her mind what had already earned her two kick-off of Emily. The meeting with her friends tonight, in which even Nate would normally have been present, fell out of course. As far as she could remember back it was not so and so was very long but there was again asked to bring in James Holt to design the dress for the charity evening.
For Miranda, the day offered as little distraction and diversion as it probably was the case with Andrea. It is not noticed as this was pensive and distracted her, fared no differently and they had to pull together much to let anything. The only important what Andrea had to do was still only a draft pick this constituted a problem for someone, "Is there a special reason?" She asked.
"No, I mean yes, no." Attempted her second assistant, and now, the answer mistress.
"An-dre-a, you know how such" clear "answers" may "or" she tried to move Andrea to tell her the reason of that refusal. A soft sigh escaped
Andrea which the basic and only just a lot of her because before she had this to displaced all the time. A repeated sigh before she answered then, "The reason is someone who will be Holt today to the private party of James and I want him not to run into." Admitted it finally.
Miranda raised an eyebrow quizzically, "May I ask who you mean?"
She had to confront not comfortable with the idea of Miranda with the name because she said it only hesitantly, "Christian Thompson." and of course the reaction was in the name not long in coming. could be if there was a man of a room by several degrees colder wind chill, it was Miranda. At the moment she did not know quite what it was she in Miranda's eyes saw yet more jealousy or anger, "I take on, you know where I got the information about your dismissal." placed it more firmly as she asked. But Andrea was still a light, confirming nod so she continued, "That was what happened between him and me in Paris ...", she looked now fixed in Miranda's eyes ,"... the biggest mistake of my life." she said honestly.
"fear it could happen to you again when you meet him again?" Hooked Miranda suspicious after. Even if Andrea familiar but this is a sore point on which it is more vulnerable than she was because he was also involved with the plot against her. What finally led to the Andrea turned toward her back, as she thought forever.
"Believe me, this has nothing to do with it that I could come back into temptation. I love you, no ifs and buts. It's just that it's not happening now but if I meet him I do not know whether I can hold me back rub or insult to him a. "she admitted with a slight embarrassment.
brought the now but a small smile on Miranda's lips and the negative emotions disappeared from the clear blue of the eyes, "That we do not want it?" She asked rhetorically more and received a grateful smile. "Tell Emily decision they get there is to it."
Andrea nodded and disappeared relieved from the office and looked to the first assistant. It was needless to say that Emily had a cold and Miranda is also the second time, of course, Andrea wanted to have it. While the redhead was on his way to James Holt looked at the two folders with many names. She sighed, wondering why exactly such a thing was not except for the first time it was just luck that they could help Emily. Was to be hoped that it will be tomorrow as well or even better, everything went smoothly.
_________________________________ When the phone rang
Lily was just busy to arrange the images for her gallery "Damn, why I will always call the most inopportune time?" Grumbled her. The picture in her hand she put aside, and dug out her cell phone, "What's the matter?" She asked without pleasantries. With every second that she listened to the caller was her mouth a little further on, because she could not believe what she was hearing. When Lily had hung trying to reach Andrea but failed in the recent days. She shook her head, grabbed her jacket and wondered how they should make the best again.
Two days later, the evening of the Charity Gala and the room began to slow even with several, lesser-known guests to fill. This time, Andrea had set up so that they appeared earlier and in the extra room that was provided for Miranda, was away. The dress for Miranda was already hanging neatly over a chair, right next to a large dressing table stood with all kinds of utensils for make-up. Before that Miranda was sitting and took fine tune to the right before she would wear the dress, "I have always believed you have hundreds of helpers do they do that for you."
Miranda looked in the mirror with the view of the application behind her Andrea, "Mostly it's done by someone. Only now and then I rather do it myself." She said, and laid aside the lipstick. She got up, took the dress of the other chair, "But a little help with the dress I would appreciate it."
Andrea Miranda smiled and took the dress, "Very much."
Miranda had the silk robe to slip from what Andrea drove a slight redness on the cheeks. It was really hard to control himself now, and not to rush to Miranda, so she summoned all her will power and helped Miranda in the dress. With the black evening dress Miranda looked breathtakingly beautiful to, "You're beautiful." She said almost in a whisper. The sight she had the first time they have stunned as the editor-in-chief in sublime elegance went down the stairs, yes almost unaccompanied. She could not just stand back and left, while sliding gently with your compliment her index and middle fingers of Miranda's cheek bones, they always aufpasssend the fresh make-up does not rapidly ruined. Then remained more tenderly down the neck down and then stand around on the shoulder to Schlüßelbein to walk and with a stop just before the cleavage.
She wanted to return the compliment to Andrea but as they slide their fingers along her skin was everything was what she was thinking as the touch was intoxicating. closed her eyes as she felt the two fingers inflamed something for which now not just the right Time was. Very difficult, she opened her eyes again and took the hand which had stopped at her cleavage in her, "You better go down even for otherwise it is quite possible that we seem still to be late." She said with a small smile on the lips.
would move as they awaken from a trance Andrea blinked once and smiled, "Okay, then I'll probably start trying out." She agreed. Before they went out the door she turned once more to Miranda, "you soon." She said, and disappeared through the door.
How Emily Andrea saw it coming in their direction, were previously determined some of their nerve miserably to overload died, "What does it long take? Miranda could come down any moment." she whispered softly to Andrea who now stood beside her. The moment came
Miranda down the stairs, with an elegance and confidence to the envied a great many. Miranda would be lying if they said they did not enjoy the attention thus aroused and it was an admiration of their men and women equally applied against. Only this had now become secondary for her, it was not important whether the people they admired in the hall or not. She had no interest in the reactions to their appearance which were accompanied with quiet "Ohs" and "ahs". The only person their whole Attention was their new found love was what made the whole superficial Getuhe and the false friendliness bearable. On the way to her began the procedure of Bussi Bussi society more than what Miranda inwardly abhorred. For there was more than one person in this room when they do not replace the left and right wanted to kiss but instead two skillful blows. The disinclined her attitude was all wrong to someone and her smile was that they brought against the person and that you may not but something perverted to slip they left it here for answers to brief conversations.
It was like she remembered it was Emily was, of course, a cold, her left unnoticed, and whispered to each name of the people they had just welcomed. Andrea was willing to help her right and if Emily did not continue. The Blackout of her first assistant did not wait long in coming, then came the moment of her was ever become aware of the direction in which their feelings developed for her second assistant. She took the motion sensing on her right side, the delicate fragrance of a slightly sweet perfume pervaded the air, whispers in her ear pierced and caused a tingle in her skin which is pulled up in the far corners of her body. It was not unpleasant on the contrary, their senses reeling with joy and just as they did it again. Unbelievable how Andrea with only one movement, gesture or word, they could open out and she thought of things and they did not previously thought possible.
Andrea got from Emily said a silent thank-you after then all were important or more important-meaning people said to be greeted personally by Miranda. Played with the most kindness of the world began the customary courtesy calls, at least it was what did Miranda and Andrea. The most obvious would be the little incident with the drunken Stephen and Irv Ravitz been but what followed with the two would never have thought possible.
At first no one noticed the man in the simple jeans and a worn beige jacket came to was just looking around and then headed there what his target. He knew that he would thereby make an example, no one is untouchable and no one has the right to treat a shabby in such manner. Slowly coming closer to his goal, he bumped into a woman looked at him with arrogance and displeasure from top to bottom. Since it took care of him a little, he went further than he carelessly then a man ruthlessly pushed aside to him still stood in the way began to become more and more people turn to him. The attention he got as he said, "Everything was what we had a lie?"
The familiar voice made the group of four at the intruder to be alert and two of them were now stunned because Miranda was the first of which was the language again, "leaving to work around this room." She warned.
What she said bounced off him, "Come with me, please! Not you are one of those or her." He tried to convince the still frozen Andrea.
"Where is security?" Said Irv Ravitz of one of the four-group was. Frantically began to look at some of the guests, while others came back with a bit of discomfort but still close enough to register callback had anything to do with this man Miranda Priestly.
Then what happened next happened within seconds, but for Andrea, Miranda, and Irv and Emily was all in slow motion.
Emily heard the terrified screams of some other people in the hall, she saw the security guard running in her direction and in the same breath, the guests from further away from them. But what she saw now she would never forget, never the pleading voice of Andrea next to him, "No, please, Nate! Please let us ...", then stopped abruptly as the supplication of many more shots. The first Emily was only now really notice the guy in front of them pulled a gun and had hesitated only briefly as Andrea said. But from crushed and the crowd began to flee in panic towards the stairs and the various doors, so did the security on it to get ahead faster. He fired again, again and again, they were plastered with clay was like in shock and her legs were going to flee the command does not run, instead, her head moved to where the gunmen hinschoss. The two people who fell just stood next to her lifeless on the floor, she wanted to scream but her mouth opened without a word came out. Only dare they perceived as the security people arrived and the events wrestled the guy to the ground, too late to Miranda Priestly, her boss and Queen of Fashion and the second assistant to Andrew Sachs lay motionless before her on the floor. No longer
able to act as they saw their beloved fell to the ground before their own pain-filled body. Then they felt nothing and darkness enveloped her mind, the last thought was vergönt her was her lover, Miranda! .
stumbled slowly from Emily Emily, two, three steps and then knelt, trembling, she turned Miranda on the back, next to her was Irv Ravitz to his knees and did the same with Andrea. The floor was colored more red by the many wounds but the slow red discoloring silver hair was like a nightmarish images linger in their minds.
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............. Mira nda ..................... ........... Miranda ...... ...................... That voice was known to her only she knew at first who they belonged not ..... Miranda ... ...... As a path she followed the voice, then lit up everything around them. First it was bright as before, and they could see more detail of their environment and it looked like they would be in her office. She blinked to make sure that this was not an illusion now, or at least she hoped it was for the moment, they are more confused. What is even greater because Nigel was standing next to her and looked at her worried.
"Miranda?" You all right? You were just petrified. "He asked anxiously. The only answer he received from Miranda was a perplexed and puzzled look, "If you want I'll take care of the problem with the incorrectly delivered clothes. Should I tell Emily she should call a doctor?", he offered her. Perhaps it should be Miranda times now and allow yourself more time out she seems pretty revised, he thought to himself.
registered only slow them what Nigel said to her, trying to think clearly, "Yes ... yes you do that but I will say no disturbances in the near future." She brought out fairly normal.
"Are you sure?" Nigel wanted to know once more confirmed. It was unusual that Miranda does not itself the problem, therefore, asked he would prefer that, although he thus violated the Miranda rules were never any question at issue.
"Of course, or why do not you think I should?" She asked, more rhetorically.
Nigel nodded knowing that the conversation was over, "Okay." He said just before he left the fast pace office. This was just rather strange, for a moment seemed something like Miranda to have been confused. Nigel shook his head after he had closed the office door behind him and then turned to the redhead now looked at him curiously.
Miranda was glad she was sitting, she buried her face in her hands and tried not to believe in it are not going crazy. Was all she had experienced the last few weeks have been true or just pure fantasy? Should it be the affair with Andrea, only imaginary? Then she was not shot and Andrea would also still be alive. But that would mean that Andrea never really was with her and this was probably the worst of everything. The date on the newspaper that was in front of her the same as before the beginning of the events, it was the Mirror she was reading since Andrea worked there.
attacked as she automatically to the phone and dialed the number from the mirror. Why are they called them? What could she say then? Would it be easier to believe that everything that had happened just imagination was it? No, she did not want to miss Andrea from her life. Her thoughts were interrupted when a voice answered at the other end to speak, "Here Mirror what I can do for them?" Asked the male voice.
"Could I speak to Andrew Sachs?" Asked to have them without knowing the man who she was.
"Sorry, that's unfortunately not they just went home. Can I give her something?"
She wanted to hear now and not now, "No, but they have a number where I can reach them? It is very important.", They tried it. The man at the other end before he hesitated but then gave her the phone number from Andrea. After she hung up she looked at the scribbled numbers, was still breathing a deep breath, she dialed the number. When it rang the third time they thought it's no longer ran but then she heard the familiar voice, "Yes?"
"Mh .. Here is Miranda," she replied simply.
short silence then, "Oh .. um, hi!"
Andrea had not even opened in their names, "Can we meet? I need to talk with you.", She asked, her heart beat almost to the neck as she waited for a response.
prevailed again short silence at the other end, "Okay, when?" Came the reluctant acceptance.
tbc
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