This idea came to me while I was talking to my Andy and well, I wrote it down (obviously). This will be a multichapter and I'll finish it as fast as possible. Hoe y'all enjoy it and tell me what you think on a review. Bisous!


Andy was typing away on her computer, fingers moving as she read line after line of her notes, when she heard Miranda calling her. Clicking with her mouse to save what she already completed, she got up and took the note pad from her table, heels clicking on the cold floor as she stopped near the glass table on which Miranda was resting her elbows gracefully. "Yes, Miranda?" she replied, pen already inclined so she could start writing right away. She observed as her boss breathed and seemed to think, ignoring her for a couple of moments. It was unnerving and Andy found her shifting from one foot to the other.

Regaining her bearings, Miranda looked over the girl and almost smiled – she had changed so much. After the incident in Paris, Andrea seemed to work even harder and dress better, set to impress and conquer anyone around her. God only knew how badly she had conquered Miranda with those chocolate eyes and that easy smile, no need for brands and perfumes, no. All it took to conquer the queen of fashion was a smile, and that Andrea had plenty to offer. But she couldn't dwell on those things, after all planes needed to be made if she wanted to take the girl and her twins to the Hamptons. It was a prolonged weekend alright, but Miranda Priestly never stopped. Nor did Runway for as long as she was the Editor in Chief.

"Andrea, I will be going to my house on the Hamptons this weekend and I want you to accompany me, of course the twins will come along. I could not tell them I wasn't able to go so I decided we could work from there on Friday and have the rest of the weekend free from any issue that might arise." To say that Andy was surprised was an understatement, she couldn't believe her ears. She had plans – which consisted of lots of Netflix and foods – and Miranda was raining on her parade. Well, her plans were indeed shitty but she had no one else to spend time with since her friends stopped talking to her after she broke up with Nate. Actually, it could be quite the opportunity, spending the weekend with Miranda. Who else got the chance to see her with her guard down? Wearing casual, comfortable clothing and having a bit of fun. Andy would make sure Miranda had fun on the weekend, at least for some hours.

"You will go home with me today and this evening, Roy will drive us" Miranda said, unaware the woman before her was at a loss for words. "But… uh, Miranda. I need to pack, don't I?" Andy asked timidly, only remembering the rule of never asking Miranda anything after speaking. "Don't be absurd, Andrea. Find Nigel and tell him to pack you casual clothes from the Closet. Be ready to leave at four. That's all." The white haired woman said, turning her chair to the windows – a clear sign she wanted to be left alone. Andy quickly shot out from the office, stopping at her desk to leave her note pad before continuing to Nigel's office and the Closet.

After discussing over what to bring or not, Nigel made her take a large handbag filled with what he thought appropriate – including a cerulean one piece bath suit, with a far too low neckline and panels of black see-through fabric on the sides. While Andy thought it was far too revealing and inappropriate, Nigel said the neckline could be less low if she just used the zipper and saw it as the perfect chance for the brunette to finally have the almighty Miranda Priestly on the palm of her hand. It was no secret to him the love Andy carried around for the devil in Prada and nor was the same feeling the older woman had for Andrea, which she kept trying to hide. When the girl finally got out of the Closet and went back to her desk, she saw it was almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon and she still had loads of work to do.

Smiling as she deposited the bag under her desk, Andy set back to work – emailing some people and arranging everything to be perfect in the Hamptons' mansion while texting Roy so he could be ready to pick them up at four. She also called the twins, telling them in a low tone to ask Cara to help them with their bags, packing them for a weekend filled with fun, which meant a lot of bathing suits for the girls. When she had time to look at the small watch she had on today, it was 3:55 and Miranda was already shuffling the papers she wanted to bring with her into a small suitcase that Andy would obviously carry.

Getting up, she went to the small closet behind her desk to get Miranda's coat and bag. Just as she returned, the woman strode out of her office and took her coat, putting it on and turning to Andrea, clearly waiting not so patiently. With quick moves, Andy was ready and they both walked over to the elevator after Miranda told the new second assistant to go home and keep herself available at all times. The brunette smirked, knowing the game Miranda was playing, because surely she had no intentions on calling the poor woman during her weekend.

In no time, they were inside the car and Roy was taking on the busy New York traffic like a pro. Miranda was watching the pedestrians come and go in a blur when Andy decided to open her mouth "Hu… I hope this will be a nice weekend for you and the girls. They told me they missed you this week" as soon as she blurted that, her eyes closed and she realized her mistake. She had promised the girls Miranda would never know about their friendship and yet, here she was, vomiting word after word. "And when did they tell you such things?" the woman asked and with only that question, the atmosphere in the car dropped like a nail into water.

"Ahn, well. I called them two days ago and they told me. Well, Cassidy told me while Caroline kept trying to talk about their upcoming piano presentation." She said fast, mouth closing shut after she was done. "What a useful information" Miranda said with disdain, rolling her eyes at the fear the girl was showing. "It's fine, Andrea. My girls already told me they call you all the time. They surprisingly like you very much" and there was the sting. Surprisingly liked her? Surprisingly? What the hell did she mean by surprisingly? Andy had no time to confront Miranda about her choice of words as the car rolled to a stop in front of the townhouse and they both had to get out to fetch the girls along with Miranda's LV bags. Their insistence in taking things there made no sense to Andy because they surely had some clothing and belongings in the Hamptons' mansion. God only knew what went in rich people's heads sometimes.