A Mirandy One shot that takes place some time after Paris with an established relationship between them.

Andy had never been more nervous in her life. Not when she stood up to Miranda during her interview for RUNWAY, not when she had left Miranda in Paris, not even when they met again, more than six months later, at a function that Andy had to cover for the newspaper.

Sighing, Andy placed a mug of hot chocolate in front of Cassidy and a cup of tea for Caroline. Having dated Miranda for more than a year, the pair had been living together in Miranda's townhouse for nearly ten months, during which time Andy had learned many of the Twins preferences and habits. Shockingly, neither of them had seemed at all fazed when Miranda and Andy had come out of the closet to them, their only comment "She can't be worse than Stephan."

Relying on this, Andy took a deep breath and settled on straight-forward honesty. "Girls, you know Miranda and I have been dating for some time now. I want... I want to take things to the next level with her." Both of the teenagers froze and fixed her with twin glares that must have been inherited from their mother. "What exactly do you mean?" Cassidy prodded.

Andy pulled a small, red-velvet covered box out of her pocket. "I want to ask Miranda to marry me. I love her, very much, and I want to have her by my side, forever. We have reservations for dinner tomorrow night, I was going to propose then." Tensing, Andy got to the part that was worrying her. "I won't propose, though, unless its ok with the two of you. I know your mother has married some arseholes in the past, and I want you guys to be comfortable with this. I can wait as long as you need."

Both twins were shocked by the sincerity in her voice, and for a few seconds, neither could move. Then Caroline, closely followed by Cassidy, flew at the young reporter, throwing their arms around Andrea and hugging her tightly. "Of course you-" Cassidy started. "-propose." Caroline finished, as was their habit, "Can we see the ring?" Caroline begged. Andy laughed, "Of course." and carefully opened the box. Encased inside was a simple silver engagement ring. A simple band of silver that split into two thinner bands halfway around, and held between the two smaller bands, was a beautiful deep purple/blue stone. Cassidy look at the stone curiously. "What is it?" Andrea had to smile, for it was an unusual stone to find in a engagement ring in New York. "Tanzanite," she told the two twins, "I saw it in a little boutique store and thought it was beautiful, plus it will go nicely with your mother's stunning eyes."

Andrea's smile then faded slightly and she bit her lip. "Do you guys think Miranda will say yes?" she asked, voicing her insecurities. Andy wasn't quite sure, but she thought she saw the twins smirk at each other, though it only lasted a split second. "Of course she will," Caroline reassured her. "She loves you," Cassidy continued, "and you love her. I cant wait until the wedding." Now Andy laughed, all her fears momentarily gone. "You guys are getting a little bit ahead of yourselves." The girls both laughed and then, with eerie synchronization, sobered. "Do we have to go to dads tomorrow?" Caroline whined.

Andy sighed once more, ready to compromise, when all three of them heard the front door open and shut, signally Miranda's arrival. Andy lowered her voice and whispered quickly "yes, but I promise to call you as soon as we get home, ok?" Both girls were nodding as Andy tucked the box back in her pocket, concealing it as Miranda walked in.

The next night came rather quickly and, despite her nerves, Andy found herself enjoying a pleasant romantic dinner with the love of her life. Both Miranda and Andrea fell silent as their now-empty dessert plates were cleared away from the table, leaving them with two wine glasses ¾ empty bottle of delicious Italian wine. Andrea took a fortifying sip, fingering the small, red box held concealed in her hand under the table, and decided to take the plunge.

"Miranda." "Andrea." Both women had spoken in unison, so Andrea dipped her head, allowing Miranda to go first and biding her time. "Andrea," Miranda started again. "I love you very much. The past 14 months have changed my life, and I cant imagine being without you." Miranda held out a small, blue ring box towards Andrea and opened it quietly. "Marry me?" she asked, her nervousness and love marring together in her words. Andy mouth fell open at the sight of the elegantly red diamond set on a simple silver band.

Once over the initial shock, Andy started laughing. "Andrea?" Miranda asked, worried by her young partners reaction. "You have got to be kidding me," Andrea mumbled quietly, still laughing. "Is that a no?" Miranda worried, her tone tight as she drew into her shell slightly. Andy, seeing this, grabbed her hand and composed herself. "I would love to marry you, Miranda, yes, of course yes, but I cant help to wish you had asked five minutes later." The silver haired fashion queen quirked one eyebrow, puzzled, so Andy withdrew her other hand from under the table cloth, flicking open the red-velvet box. "I was just about to ask you the same thing."

At this, Miranda also started laughing, quietly but sincerely. Andy pulled the Tanzanite ring out of its box and slid it onto Miranda's fourth finger, and once Miranda got a hold of herself, she mirrored the action before kissing her fiancée. Once they separated, both women took a deep sip of wine, and Andrea's brow furrowed, puzzled, as a thought struck her. "Did you tell the girls that you were going to propose?" she asked. Miranda nodded, "Of course, I couldn't put them through another marriage without preparing them for it first. Are you ok that I told them?" Miranda inquired, trying to work out where Andy's mind was.

Andy ignored the last question and posed another one for Miranda. "When did you tell them?" Miranda shrugged, still not understanding. "About a week ago. Why, what are you thinking?" This time Andy answered her. "Well, I asked them yesterday if they were ok with me proposing, and I asked them if they thought you would say yes. They had a strange look, I understand now though. I wonder why they didn't say anything."

Miranda laughed, understanding how her girls worked. "They are probably placing bets on who would ask first." Andy had to laugh too, for this was a likely option. Finishing the wine and paying the bill, both women stood to leave. Linking arms, they walked down the street arm in arm, for the restaurant was close to the town house, and the car was not necessary. Breaking the comfortable silence, Miranda asked her love "What kind of wedding do you want?". Andrea bit her lip, considering. "Personally, I would rather just go down to the marriage license bureau, but I understand that your job requires you to have a big wedding."

Miranda snorted, looking deeply at Andy. "I would love to skip the who chaos of a wedding and just be bonded to you forever. When is good with you?" Andrea was shocked by her agreement, but answered all the same. "Soon. Would next weekend be too soon? I wish we could go now." Miranda was silent for a moment, then grabbed Andrea's had and hailed a cab. "Lets do it then. Lets get married tonight." Andy stumbled into the cab behind her, but had to ask "What about the girls?" This gave Miranda temporary pause and, after telling the cab driver where they wanted to go, she drew out her cell phone and speed dialed Cassidy.

"Hey Bobbsey's... Yes, I asked her...of course she did...I just wanted to let you girls know that Andrea and I are going to go get married now... yes now as in right now, what else?... you're sure yo don't mind... thank you, my babies, we will see you tomorrow afternoon.. we love you." Miranda turned back to Andrea, who had managed to follow most of the conversation. "They're ok with us doing it now?" Miranda nodded jovially and was caught in a tight embrace by a very excited Andy.

"Oh" the younger woman sighed. "Who's going to witness it then?" Miranda pursed her lips contemplatively, then drew out her phone and hit a different speed dial number. "Hello, Nigel... no, no nothings wrong... no, I don't need you in the office, but I do need you. Andrea and I are getting married... well, now, if you'll witness it.. you will? Thank you Nigel... in the courthouse in, say, 15 minutes... see you then."

"Any other problems?" Miranda asked Andrea in a light tone to let her know she was teasing. The younger woman just shook her head, amazed by Miranda's efficiency, before capturing her love's lips in a strong embrace. "I love you Mira" she murmured when they separated to breathe. Miranda gazed at her with dark, passionate eyes."I love you too, my darling.

Comments? Should I make another chapter with the actual wedding in it, or is this ok as a one shot?