DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. I DO NOT OWN THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA. This is just for fun.

2. Sorry for the unimaginative title.

PART 1

A familiar sight met Andy Priestly-Sachs as she stepped out the lift and headed towards her wife's office. She was hoping it would not be the case, but of course, it was.

Miranda was still working.

Andy sighed. She had purposely left work a little later than usual, with hopes Miranda would be all done and the journalist would not have to sit and wait. But no - as usual, the Runway editor was still at her desk, talking into her phone, with no hint she would be leaving soon. Andy was used to it, but for some reason, today she was rather... tetchy about it.

Except, the reason was obvious. Her hormones were starting to kick in. Indeed, she was nearly three months into her pregnancy; soon, she would start to show. And when she did, boy would she start to show. She was carrying twins.

And so, of course, was her wife. It truly boggled Andy's mind that they were both expecting twins. It seemed fate had made up for the fact it took months and months of IVF for Andy to finally become pregnant. They planned for one baby... well, now they were having four. It was a good thing Miranda was rich.

What was not a good thing, however, was Miranda's reaction to her pregnancy. Andy thought the older woman would be the calmer of the two, having gone through the exact same thing before. Nope: the Dragon persona was invading their homelife. Miranda was beginning to get rather tetchy herself. Not only was she quite taken aback that she was already starting to show - the treatment having worked for her instantly, which made Andy quite jealous if she was honest - but she was now acting snarky and even sniping to Andy and the girls. Andy knew her wife did not mean any of it, of course. Pregnancy often played havoc with women's hormones. But the fact remained that Andy was still rather put out by it - Miranda had not been this way with her since the brunette was her second assistant. For their whole time as a couple, Miranda constantly surprised Andy at just how loving and caring she could be.

Andy shrugged. It would pass. Besides, her own behaviour would go nuts soon enough. Frankly, the potential for all-out war would be ever-present until the babies' births. And even then, Andy knew they would always kiss and make up... and that was always very enjoyable indeed...

Andy's thoughts were broken by the sound of a ringtone. Instantly recognising it, she turned to see Emily Charlton at her desk, her eyes closed as she munched away on cheese cubes. That surprised Andy: she thought the redhead would be on her break with her fiancee. Not only that, but she thought Emily adopted a more sensible diet - she knew Serena made it a personal mission to get her betrothed eating more. Andy also noticed Emily was making no move to answer her phone. She knew by the ringtone Serena was on the other end.

Her own issues momentarily forgotten, Andy approached the Brit. "Emily... isn't that... ?" She stopped when she saw the Brit's complexion. Emily had clearly tried to hide it with layers of makeup, but it was obvious her eyes were heavy. "Are you... ?"

"I'm fine," interrupted Emily. Her tone was razor-sharp. What was going on? Was this Be Cold to Andy Week? With visible annoyance, Emily grabbed her phone and almost violently turned it off. She then tossed it onto her desk with a thud.

Andy frowned. "Wasn't that Serena?" she asked rhetorically. "Why didn't you... ?"

"I said... " hissed the Brit, "everything's fine." Her eyes where closed, and Andy could swear Emily's breathing was heavier.

"Is... something wro... " Andy did not finish as the lift doors opened, and she turned her head to see a tall Brazilian stride out and towards them with intent. The brunette was about to speak again, but something told her not to.

"I knew you wouldn't answer," Serena said.

"Then why bloody call?" Emily asked, not facing her fiancee.

Serena's eyes glared at the cheese cubes. "It's lunch. We're late for our table at the cafe."

"I'm eating here, as you can see," said Emily bluntly. "You know work with Miranda never ends. I'm busy."

"We need to ta... " Serena stopped when Emily grabbed a big stack of paperwork and slammed it on her desk. The noise it made was considerably more than her phone. Andy watched, wide-eyed as Serena took a deep breath and visibly gulped. "Fine," she eventually said. With that, she spun round and stormed off.

Once the lift doors closed infront of the Brazilian, Andy tuned back to Emily. "What was that?"

"Nothing," Emily spat. "I'm busy. Miranda will be with you shortly."

"Em, what's going on?" asked the reporter, ignoring the obvious attempt at changing the subject. "You... you've had a fight, haven't you?" Inwardly Andy rolled her eyes - great investigative skills there. "What was it about?"

"Nothing," repeated the Brit. "I'll let Miranda know y... "

"Em, trust me on this," said Andy. "Me and Miranda have our fair share of disagreements. We never let them linger - we always resolve them as quickly as possible."

Emily closed her eyes, breathing heavily.

"You can't let anger over stupid fights fester," Andy continued. "When we argue, me and Miranda make sure never to leave it overnight. We sort things out there and then." The Priestly-Sachs rarely fought, but when they did, they indeed never left it unresolved - even if they stayed up late thrashing things out, they never just "slept on it". The one time they did do that, the morning was so tense Caroline and Cassidy where convinced they were splitting up. "Couples fight all the time, Em. I'm sure whatever it is isn't worth you two hurting. Me and Miranda... "

Suddenly Emily let out a sob. "Stop it! Just stop it!" She tried to stifle another yelp, but tears were already streaming.

Andy's eyes where like saucers. She moved towards the redhead, but was swatted away. "Em, I'm just trying to help. You can't stay mad at Serena. You're getting marr... "

"The wedding's off! Serena doesn't want to marry me!" Emily glared at Andy, her face red. "And it's your fault!"

TO BE CONTINUED