Title: Pregnant Possibilites

Chapter Rating: Mature (M)

Fandom: Devil Wears Prada

Pairing: Andrea/Miranda

Prompt(s): none

Beta: (none but would like one for the next chapter… someone who can edit within five days)

Summary: Miranda (has an extra member) and accidentally gets Andrea pregnant during a one-night-stand in Paris. How will she react to the news of a baby on the way? (Miranda G!P)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Nothing I write is for profit. Everything I wrote is not meant to offend anyone.

Andrea heaved again over the stained toilet. She was a month and a half pregnant with the dragon's lady's baby. It was turning out to be pure hell, not that Miranda even knew she was with child. The baby was a result of a one-night stand in Paris that Miranda had attributed to shock and momentary insanity. Andrea had been crushed.

Miranda had told her that it had meant nothing and never would happen again. Seeing no other choice, she walked out on her boss and one time lover in the middle of fashion week. Andy used the last of the little savings she had to purchase a flight back to New York. She had briefly considered asking her parents for money, but she had quickly ruled that out when she remembered that they wanted nothing to do with her right now. They were taking the break-up with Nate hard. Even if she told them she wasn't working for Miranda any more, she doubted that would be enough to bring her back into their good graces. Nate's family was an old friend of theirs. Nate and Andy had grown up on the same street and went to the same lower, middle, and upper school.

Andrea returned to New York with no money, no job, and no family to support her. She was devastated to learn that Nate had taken almost everything from their apartment even some things that were Andy's. All she had left was her books (no longer in the bookcases she had bought for them as Nate had taken it), her grandmother's quilt, a stained mattress without the frame, a ratty sofa, a scratched coffee table, and all her borrowed runway clothes.

All of the runway things had to be dry cleaned and returned. She was lucky enough that Nigel still liked her enough to pay for the dry cleaning and take them into Runway for her. He was the only friend she had left in the world. Doug and Lily had ditched her the second she and Nate had started to have problems. They had grown up with them and had been Andy's friends first, but none of that mattered now.

Nigel had been a blessing in her life. He allowed her to sleep on his couch for as long as she needed. He claimed that she wasn't cramping his style, but she suspected that he had lost a couple of potential one-nighters because of her. She helped Nigel out a little with the rent and the groceries, but she knew she wasn't contributing near enough.

Andrea was lucky that Miranda had given her a good recommendation. The woman could have destroyed her if she wanted to. Andy attributed to a sort of bribe for her silence regarding their sexual encounter and Miranda's special extra member. No one would believe her about the sex, but if they started to question whether Miranda had a penis then things could go wrong very fast for Miranda. Irv even might have enough ammo to finally destroy her. Andy was too nice to even consider selling the damming information to the press.

Miranda had been sort of nice to her and in the end she was responsible for her getting the junior cub reporter spot at the Mirror. Their pay was worse than what Runway gave her to be an assistant to the devil. She didn't know how she was going to make it with a baby on the way. She planned to tell Nigel tonight. It wasn't fair for her to not let him know. He then could either tell her to get her ass off his couch or he could let her stay a little while longer. She knew he'd ask who the father was. She planned to tell him it was a result of a one-night stand in Paris and hopefully he would leave it at that.

Currently, Andrea was barfing in her company's only bathroom. She could hear someone grumbling through the door, but she couldn't stop heaving long enough to feel any sympathy for them. They called it morning sickness but it wasn't at all. She was sick all the time. She couldn't wait until she got pass this stage not that she was sure she could wait that long. This was starting to affect her job. She really hoped she'd be able to go back to her desk soon, but that was less than likely as she heaved again.

As she faced into the stained bowl, she thought about the moment that had gotten her into this mess…

Andrea wasn't sure what to do. She just stood there listening to the beautiful woman before her heartbreak. She had never liked Stephen, but poor Miranda.

"I love him. I do." Andrea wasn't sure if Miranda was trying to convince her assistant or herself. "I just can't be what he wants me to be. And my girls… another stepfather, gone…"

Andrea moved to her. She couldn't take it anymore. Watching this woman before her breaking apart. She had to offer some comfort. She moved and sat on the couch next to the older woman. Even when she was a mess she smelled like a goddess. Andrea knew she shouldn't be lusting after her boss, but something in her was attracted to her at a baser level that was never attracted to Nate. "Miranda….why don't you take the evening off? I can reschedule everything."

"No…that…I can't," Miranda wiped desperately at her eyes willing the tears to stop flowing.

Andrea reached over and took the hand that still lay in the older woman's lap. "You can. Let me take care of this for you. Nigel will help. No one would be surprised if you chose not to go. Everyone knows parties are not your thing."

"Alright…tell Nigel…" Again Miranda broke into sobs. Andrea just leaned over and comforted her, putting her arms around the other woman's shoulders. Andrea's hands began to stroke the other woman's shoulders down to her back.

"Shhhhh," Andrea clutched the sobbing woman closer. "It is going to be ok. He didn't deserve you."

Miranda's tear stained face looked incredulously at Andrea. "I…I'm a monster." The tears fell faster than before.

Andrea's insides clenched at the sight of the beautiful woman in front of her crying for a man that didn't even deserve her. How could that bastard not appreciate the woman that Andy felt nothing but love for. "You aren't a monster. You're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Not wanting to look at her, she closed her eyes and leaned into her assistant, her lips leading her. She was desperate to feel loved, wanted, or even appreciated. When her lips met the soft supple young lips of Andrea's she wasted no time. Her hands fisted the front of her assistant's three hundred dollar Dolce and Gabbana blouse. It might be ruined, it might not she didn't care, and in that moment, neither did Andrea. Her own head swam with bright flashes of light as she was finally experiencing her ultimate dream.

"Miranda," escaped the soft young lips as she returned her boss's kisses with just as much enthusiasm. She ran her fingers through the white locks that seemed to never be out of place, but now they were hers. This beautiful creature was letting her touch her, and her mind just couldn't seem to form a rational thought.

Miranda's mouth moved down Andrea's throat with vicious kisses and hard nips. Reaching the pulse point her lips latched on sucking hard.

"Oh Miranda," a breathless Andrea cried.

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