Miranda Priestly stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows in her office at Runway and watched the storm that was raging outside. It was nothing compared to the storm that had happened last night in her study at the townhouse. The words that had been spoken from the both of them had hurt her dearly and Miranda felt fresh tears running down her cheeks from her swollen red eyes. To love from a far was better then to love at all, Miranda thought sadly. It was for the best, better to let her go now before she hurt Andrea even more. But the way Miranda was feeling now, so hurt and broken was just too much for her to handle, and she wished that she could call up Andrea and tell her how sorry she was and if she could come back and they could go back to how they were, but Miranda knew she was being ridiculous, that they could never go back to how things were. Life didn't work like that.

The sound of the door opening made Miranda quickly wipe at her eyes, and she turned around half hoping that she would see her lover standing between those glass doors but it wasn't. It was her dear friend, Nigel Kipling. "What is it, Nigel?" she snapped. She hadn't meant to use that tone of voice with him, but she really wasn't in the mood for talking to anyone right now. She only wanted Andrea.

"Miranda, I have something you need to hear, but I'm afraid you won't like it." Nigel said.

"Well, spit it out then, I don't have all day!" Miranda snapped again.

"The Police found Andrea a few blocks from your townhouse. She was in bad shape. She's been taken to Presbyterian Hospital as we speak." Nigel informed Miranda, dreading what the older womans reaction would be.

Miranda felt her heart speed up, and her throat go dry. She turned slowly around and stared at Nigel. "What do you mean she is in the hospital?" she asked slowly. The thought of something terrible happening to Andrea, the love of her life, made her want to be sick.

"The Police say that she was hit by a car on the way to your place. When they found her she was holding her cell and it had your number opened in her address book and they called the office just then." Nigel explained.

Miranda turned back to the windows and closed her eyes and covered her mouth with her hand to smother her sob. Her Andrea was hurt and it was all Miranda's fault. If only things had gone differently last night, and she hadn't told Andrea to leave, to go back to her shabby apartment and wait until she wouldn't be at the townhouse for Andrea to come pack her things, then Andrea wouldn't be lying in a hospital bed now.

"Have Emily call Roy and be out the front in five minutes. That's all." Miranda said softly, thankful her voice didn't break when she spoke. When Nigel left her office Miranda walked into her private restroom and fell back against the closed doors. She cried some more before she turned the lights on and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were red and her makeup ruined. She sighed, "Time to put the mask back on." she murmered sadly to herself before getting her makeup bag and began applying concealer on her face. She stared into her eyes, and felt so broken. Why couldn't she have told Andrea the truth? Instead of being so darn stubborn.

They had been through so much together that Miranda wasn't going to let this be the end. For once in her life she was going after the one person who loved her for being herself.

When she walked out of her office Nigel and Emily looked up at her. She was handed over her coat and bag from her first assistant, then she headed towards the elevators. The floor was quiet and no one dared to say a word. For the first time in the history of Runway they had seen the Queen of Fashion as a normal person. They had heard her sobs, and Miranda found she didn't even care about what they would think. All she cared about was getting to her Andrea and making sure she was all right.

Emily turned to Nigel with worry in her eyes and everyone near them sighed in relief when the elevator doors closed behind Miranda. "Do you think they will be okay?" she asked.

"We can hope, but I don't think we will ever know what happened." Nigel replied.

Emily shook her head. "You're right. I just hope they realise they love each other before it's too late."

Nigel smiled and touched Emily's shoulder gently. "I think they know, but now our boss has her work cut out for her to win Andrea back." he said, and squeezed Emily's shoulder then let go. "I don't know how I'm going to work while Andrea is in hospital and we don't know how badly she was injured but I do know that we need to keep the magazine running for Miranda. It's the least we can do for her."

Emily nodded. "I'll call you if I hear anything."

The car pulled up in front of the Presbyterian Hospital. The rain had stopped but the sky was still dark and stormy just like she felt. Roy opened the door and helped her out. "Thank you, Roy. I'll call you if I need you again." she murmered.

Roy tipped his hat and closed the door behind Miranda as he watched his boss walk towards the hospital doors. In the ten years that he had been driving Miranda Priestly around he hadn't once heard Miranda say thank you to anyone. "It must be really bad." he said to himself, and waited for Miranda to enter the hospital safely then got back in the towncar.

Miranda walked up to the desk and waited, which was something she would never had done before today, but this was for Andrea.

The nurse looked up. "How may I help you?"

"I would like to see Andrea Sachs." Miranda said softly.

"One moment." The nurse replied, and talked on the phone then looked at Miranda again. "She is still in surgery, but you can go wait up in the waiting room on the fourth floor and I'll come inform you when she is put in recovery." The nurse said.

"Inform Andrea's surgeon that I will want a full report on her condition as soon as she is brought into recovery. If this does not happen I will be very upset, and I won't hesitate to fire the both of you." Miranda replied.

"Of course, ma'am." The nurse said with a small nervous smile.

"That's all." Miranda threw over her shoulder and headed for the elevators that would take her closer to her Andrea.

The elevator stopped and she walked into the waiting room. She was greatful when she saw it was empty and she placed her belongings on one of the plastic chairs and walked over to the window to see it had started raining again. Her girls popped into her mind a few moments later and she sighed. Time to call her baby's and let them know what was going on. She knew they had been upset about the fight and Andrea walking out, but knew they would be even more upset when they found out their Andy was in hospital, but they deserved to know. She flipped open her phone and pressed the speed dial number for the townhouse.

"Mom! Have you found Andy yet?"

"Yes, I have, but I'm afraid it isn't good news." Miranda replied to Cassidy. "She is in the hospital."

The line was silent for a minute. "What? Why is she there?"

"She was hit by a car on her way to the townhouse. She is in surgery now and I'm at the hospital waiting for her. I haven't talked to the doctor yet but once I do I will let you know how Andrea is." Miranda replied while moving over to the chair and sitting down, letting her head fall back against the wall.

"Are you okay, Mommy?" Cassidy asked softly.

Miranda felt tears stinging her eyes. "Mommy is just a little tired and sad, but don't worry, everything is going to be just fine. Now make sure you and Caroline behave for Cara until I get home and do your home work when you're asked to."

"I will. Call us when you know Andy is better. I love you Mommy." Cassidy replied.

"I will you straight away. Love you bobbsey. Tell your sister I love her too." Miranda said.

"Bye Mommy." Cassidy replied, and when Miranda hung up, she turned to Caroline. "Andy is sick in hospital. Mommy doesn't know how bad she is, but is going to call us straight away when she hears anything. Cara will be looking after us until they get home and we have to do our home work when Cara tells us to." she explained to her sister. When she saw tears welling up in Caroline's eyes they hugged each other and prayed that their Andy would be better soon.

Miranda stared out at the gloomy sky and wished she could take everything back, or wake up and find out it was yesterday morning again when everything had been perfect.

Dr. William Harrison was standing in front of the OR table that had an unconscious Andrea Sachs laying on it as he worked on fixing her severely dislocated hip when the doors to the operation room slid open. He looked up for a brief moment and saw one of his Nurses standing just inside the room holding a surgical mask over her mouth and nose.

"I'm sorry to interrupt Dr. Harrison but Miranda Priestly is down in the waiting area and would like an update about Andrea Sachs' condition after she's been taken into recovery." The Nurse said.

"Thank you for letting me know." Dr. Harrison replied, and he wondered what the Dragon Lady's connection to his patient was to make her leave work and be at the hospital.

AN HOUR LATER.

Miranda was lost in her thoughts and couldn't shake the events from the night before that were playing over and over in her mind. She had known before Paris that she was in love with Andrea though she hadn't planned on acting on those feelings, but she had, and she had fallen so much more in love with the younger woman.

Sighing, she looked out the windows and prayed that Andrea would be alright. If she wasn't it would be because of her and she would have to live with the fact that she had caused this accident and Miranda wasn't sure if she could deal with something like that.