John at The Daily Mirror had sent her to cover this story tonight.

Andy groaned, Elias Clarke was sponsoring this social event. That meant Miranda would be here.

Heard Miranda first which was odd because Andy was nowhere near her across the room. ''Irv a pleasure.'' Bestowing a light false air kiss to Irv and also to his wife. Andy saw Ambassador Franklin be greeted by Miranda.

Andy watched mesmerised by her. The signature white locks of her last boss and how she drew many to her.

Turning to the glass display to not be seen by Miranda.

Andy felt weird as soon as she saw it, it was black and green like a bright jewel and had been found in a frozen tundra by an explorer in the Northern Circle.

Andy saw through the glass how it glistened, her brown eyes rounded as she felt ill all of a sudden. Great she was coming down with the flu. Perfect for her new job and this hot July.

She'd just mingle and get a few words from guests and leave before Miranda even realised she was here. Andy hoped. That was the plan, her plan.

''Remarkable isn't it? Found it myself on expedition in Antarctica.''

Andy turned to him.

''Lex Luthor.'' Smiling at her fully. ''Tell me your alone and unattached tonight Ms?'' Lex Luthor the philanthropic multi-billionaire was flirting with her.

Andy had just read he was featured on Forbes and had just been invited onto the Board of Elias Clarke.

''Andy, Andy Sachs. Mr Luthor. With The Mirror.''

Lex Luthor almost gave Andy a sardonic look at mentioning the Mirror. '' Pleasure Miss Sachs stick around you might get an up close and personal exclusive with me.'' Handed a champagne flute by Lex.

Taking the glass, Andy was really reminded of Christian Thompson.

Lex held up his ring. ''Kryptonite.'' Grasping Andy's hand in his.

Andy's finger was pricked by an edge of his ring.

Sharp against her flesh, it stung Andy.

Clicking made Lex turn to Peter Parker, The Mirror's new freelance photographer. '' Smile for the camera. Mr Luthor.'' Andy grinned at Peter who was just as geeky as her.

Peter clicked once more as Lex Luthor moved away into the crowd.

''Peter let's call it a night.'' Andy felt very tired and weak near the display of the rare stone found by Lex Corp. Felt weird tonight, it was probably being so close to Miranda again.

''Sorry Andy, not yet, gotta get one of The Ice Queen. Didn't you use to work for her?'' Andy nodded glumly at Peter.

''Yes. I did.'' It had been two months ago since leaving Runway. Leaving Miranda.

''Good you can help me then, gotta get a good shot of Priestly.''

''Peter No. I don't think that's a good idea. Miranda doesn't like press.''

''Miranda is it?'' Peter teased Andy who had been great welcoming him to the Mirror, it helped to have a friend like Andy since losing Gwen.

Guided by Peter, walking closer like heading for the gallows to Miranda through Manhattan's wealthiest and brightest by Peter's determination to get this shot and impress John, their Editor.

Andy winced at Peter's lanky frame and good nature as he approached The Editor, Peter must be working out at the gym more than she realised, because Andy couldn't wrest herself free of his strong hand on her arm.

Miranda was just meeting Lex Luthor who was charming to her.

Luthor as a new board member of Elias Clarke was presenting her with necklace made of kryptonite. The polished black green stone was carved sharply and was fastened around Miranda's ivory neck as a gift.

Andy was struck with all the things she didn't ever dare say to Miranda, she couldn't, the first being how beautiful she looked tonight.

Near Miranda thanks to Peter, a wave of something struck Andy. Yup Andy still felt it. Thought it would go away with leaving her in Paris.

No, not how Andy felt around her ex-boss, that attraction never would go away, how Miranda still affected her in a way Miranda was completely oblivious to.

Andy's defense was paper-thin against her last boss.

''Ms Priestly over here.'' Peter called out, holding his camera up.

Miranda stilled at who was beside him.

''Andrea.''

Her blue eyes went wide for a moment on Andy being here.

Andréa hadn't turned back into a fashion disaster, reverting to ugly lumpy shapeless sweaters or hobo cardigans, tonight Andrea was in front of her in a last season little black dress but still stylish. Cleaned up well like Nigel's makeover. Andy opened her mouth to say something to Miranda.

Something witty or sincere about her regrets about Paris or thankful for the reference instead Andy…

Andy wiped her mouth on a paper napkin in the bathroom, still embarrassed at what happened twenty minutes ago, what she'd done. Was sick almost on Miranda what a perfect hello again.

Andy walked out and saw Peter waiting for her.

Peter saw the humour. Andy sure as hell didn't. Mortified. Must have been something she ate at lunch or the canapés she'd nibbled on nervously sure Miranda was going to spot her around every corner. Her finger really hurt still.

Miranda had just gracefully swept away not looking at Andy. Clearly disgusted by Andy's hello.

Looking in the mirror, Andy looked like hell and gauntly feverish like an addict, Peter felt bad enough to help her home and pay for the cab. Trying not to be sick in it to, Andy with what happened with Miranda felt like crawling under a rock.

Missing a silver Mercedes following the cab they took from the curb.

Holding her up against him, Peter took her keys from her purse.

Slipping off Andy's heels.

Peter Parker suggested a few things his Aunt May would say, he'd swing by tomorrow morning and check in on Andy.

''Drink plenty of fluids Andy. Rest. I'll get John to give you the day off.'' Andy was put to bed, Peter pulled the duvet up over her and left.

Maybe Spiderman would give Andy an interview this week to cheer her up. With what happened tonight, John would have both their heads, so an exclusive with Spidey would garner praise and a bigger pay check for him and Andy.

Peter had done plenty of embarrassing things to match Andy's incident tonight.

Peter decided to swing home and not take the subway tonight. Stepping out of the window and hitting the city air with webbing propelling him through the air.

Miranda frowned at not seeing that handsome young photographer leave Andy's building. It was clear, he was staying the night.

At Andrea's.

That was it. Miranda's blue eyes narrowed with the idea of Andrea with him. She was not seeing Andrea again. Enough of this. Whatever this was.

A slight purse of her lips, Miranda simply told Roy to drive her home. Now.

Didn't want to think about Andrea again. If ever. Her girls were coming home tomorrow night from their time with their grandmother.

Stephen was drawing out their divorce by being difficult. When was Stephen not, Miranda mused, why did she marry him, why didn't she just stay being alone from now on, no more anyone remotely like Stephen for her again, looking out of her tinted car window driven uptown by her chauffeur.

Knew she had many things to concern herself with, the least in any importance to her was Andrea. Just a lowly assistant who quit in the middle of fashion week. Andrea was nothing to her.

Had actually for a flicker been concerned for Andrea who looked sick after that unforgettable greeting, this actually puzzled Miranda greatly, it was so unlike her, only her girls' sick made Miranda respond with caring.

So why had she had Roy follow Andrea's cab?

Andrea didn't even like or respect her. Found her life's work at Runway lacking and silly. Thought she was a prickly old nasty dragon. Andrea's dislike for her was in her eyes in that car in Paris. It was impossible to look away from Andrea's eyes in that moment. The liquid sheen of dark and tawny on her and then just walking away from her.

Running her finger along the strange stone that was given to her.

Irv Ravitz was begrudgingly brilliant to invite Lex Luthor to the Board. Charismatic. Powerful. Luthor Corp was the added infusion of financial backing Elias-Clarke needed.

Lex had invited Miranda to lunch this week. Miranda had accepted.

Roy glanced in his mirror at Ms Priestly his icy regal employer.

Shame she didn't give Andy a chance. He'd seen the way Andy looked at Miranda unaware many times in this same town car. Miranda never saw the way her last assistant watched her on every car ride they had together.

Andy groggily grabbed at it but missed her phone that rang near her bed stand. How in the world did she get home last night, she was still in her dress, minus her shoes. Still feeling like she'd been hit by a bus.

Left at her fire escape, hot matzo ball soup and a bagel. Read the note. John gave you weekend off. Rest. Pete. How in the world did Peter get up here?

Andy smiled grateful as she opened a drawer for a spoon. Slurping the soothing hot liquid. Her phone pinged again. Andy answered hoarse, croaking out. ''Hello.''

''Andy.''

''Mom?''

''Surprise! We're downstairs. You sound sick honey.''

Mrs Sachs fussing and coddling for the last few hours drove Andy nuts.

''Andy.'' Holding up an empty pizza box as Andy was supposed to be resting on the sofa as her mother rearranged her copious papers and apartment.

Folding up her jeans. Saw it. Miranda's photo under many papers. ''So that's her.''

Katherine Sachs glared at the image of Miranda Priestly.

''Mom we talked about this. Miranda's not that bad.'' Andy cursed inwardly, thought she'd put that away. Remembering the other night, Andy had it out. Thinking about her life. How she felt about one snarky Editor. How Nate was right about all of it.

Nudging with her sock, something she didn't want her Mom finding.

It was a stupid list she'd made. Meant nothing to Miranda. It's not like Andy could ever be with Miranda. Miranda was straight and didn't even know Andy existed let a known romantically except as her disappointing second assistant.

Now cub reporter. Who threw up near her, great way to sweep Miranda off her feet, Andy cringed from last night.

Katherine Sachs didn't like Andy's last boss. How that woman treated her child working for her. Andy was so much more than a fetcher of coffee. She was special. Very special and not just as a Summa cum Laude graduate and winner of Northwestern's Youngest Promising Journalist Award with the Daily Northwestern and a national competition for college journalists.

Ever since Andy came into her and Rich's life.

''Honey. We're worried about you, how you are. With Nate leaving you.''

Rich Sachs had been flicking Andy's remote watching a baseball game, as Kat he could see was testing their child's limits.

''Kat. Andy's fine aren't you kiddo.''

Andy grinned at her Dad.

Rich never liked Nate for Andy anyway. Andy deserved somebody incredible but that was not Nate Cooper, he could see that.

'' Sweetie. It's your birthday tomorrow Andy. I'm making you a fudge cake, and cooking you're favourite. I remember when you first ate it. Couldn't get enough of it.''

Even her Mom's cooking made Andy queasy. That's how Andy knew she was sick. Really sick.

Andy couldn't shake how lousy she still felt. Had a hot shower, glancing at her hand, odd where that kryptonite ring pricked her finger had made her feel wired but exhausted.

''I'm turning in early Mom. Dad. Goodnight.'' Collapsed into her bed.

''Night. Sweetie.''

Andy didn't hear her Dad talking with her Mom as they turned down the pull-out couch.

''Kat it's time we tell her.''

Kat swallowed, not knowing how Andy would take this, keeping this from her. All this time.

How Andy came into their lives so suddenly. Finally tell Andy about the day they found her.

Also about Andy being so different.

Normally Andy dreamt of silly things like floating around her room or flying or touching clouds or her favourite dream, kissing Miranda that would be certainly defying not just gravity but all laws of order.

Tossing in bed, sweating profusely Andy's dreams were vivid and real.

Saw her. ''Kneel before General Zod. Swear eternal loyalty.''

Forced to her knees, Ourania El was his.

Dark brows furrowed from that dream as Andy saw her standing over her bed. ''Hello my daughter.''

Ourania smiled at her child. She was so beautiful, long dark hair and had Andy's eyes.

Felt her touch on her cheekbone.

What was it? Andy touched the light curiously but timidly, orbiting particles splintered disturbed and forming back into her in front of Andy.

''You must use your powers.''

''My powers?''

''There are only three of you. The last of us.''

Andy looked at her. Hard. It was like she knew her really well. ''Last of where?'' Andy asked her.

''Krypton.''

You are a child of earth and of Krypton.''

Andy was woken not by it but something else, it was calling her. Echoes vibrating through her.

Looking down the street. Nothing. That was not it.

Flipping on the television as she sat on her bed, Andy saw it, no longer groggy reading it on the news. Andy froze. Scrolling through all her texts, found it. No. Andy pulled up her jeans and yanked over her head one of her t-shirts. Slipping into her jogging sneakers.

Left it on low, the sound turned down, the screen flickering, the newscaster read breaking news viewers, out of control train heading for Penn Station.

Andy had no idea as she ran fast of what to do. Rescue them. How? To where her phone said it was passing from social media posting, Andy couldn't get to them even if she tried. Maybe if she?

Feeling helpless and useless. Had to do something to help them. If Miranda lost them in this, somehow and in some way Andy had to save them.

Sprinting along the pavement, as she saw at a distance, it hurtling faster on the tracks out of control as it lurched off to the left, jumping the tracks gaining speed, Andy's dark eyes somehow zooming in she could see them at the window.

Caroline and Cassidy. That wasn't possible seeing them. Andy saw who was at fault as if by x-ray vision, the driver slumped on the controls as it accelerated.

Running forward Andy felt like she moved faster as she launched forward sprinting, sure in high school she took track as she moved in a jog faster than was possible. Saw it speeding at 40mph for impact.

All passengers felt it, slowing yet the train had been speeding out of control.

Andy pulled and took the weight of it, skidding as she was guiding it not to crash right into the Lincoln Tunnel it was headed for as it shot the tracks out of control.

Manoeuvred by Andy to not fall into the East River.

Set down with incredible strength.

Many were scrambling off, pushing as Andy searched for the twins. Heard one yelling. ''Cass!''

Andy in the dim light found Caroline. Pulling her to come with her.

'' No! I'm not going without Cass.'' Car cried in the dim lit train carriage.

''Where's your sister?'' Andy bent down, blinking in the darkness at her. Cassidy wet and shaking hugged Andy's neck and looked speechless at her. She knew who it was. It was Andy.

''Show me.'' Andy took Car with her.

''Help!''

Saw why Cass wasn't with her sister. Trying to get someone free. Andy saw the older person was trapped with a gash down their forehead. Pinned unable to move.

Andy freed her from the heavy weight pinning her, blue eyes, just like Miranda's eyes opened fleetingly and focused on her then closed with pain, Andy lurched as she felt it buckle, and the train's lower half was submerging.

''Need a hand.'' Andy turned and saw Spiderman. Spiderman took her from her.

Andy flew up breaking the surface, soaked hair plastered to her face, Andy carried Cassidy and Caroline to safety, touching the ground, gently set down by her as Andy sunk to her knees.

The train descended down into murky depths.

Cassidy and Caroline's blue eyes were mirrors of their mother's went wide as they saw Andy could fly.

Andy who saw emergency vehicles arriving and press vans. Had to get out of here.

''Andy.'' Hugged again.

''Guys you have to promise. Don't tell your Mom it was me. Our secret. Ok.''

Andy had to go. Soaring away from the redhead twins watching the sky at Andy flying.

Andy quietly as quietly as she could manage to move around her dark apartment, drenched from a swim in the Hudson and smelling of smoke. Seeing herself on television in a blur. The reporter asking and the headline. '' Who is the mystery flying woman who stopped and saved all on board the train?''

''Mom. Dad.'' Both saw Andy was wet. Her clothes burnt. No way could Andy explain it away. Last time she checked she didn't have wings on her back.

''Andy we know it was you.'' Her Mom hugged her tightly. Eyes filled with concern for her child. ''Are you hurt?''

Andy shook her head. She was fine. Not in any way hurt, considering she'd guided an Amtrak train with her bare hands.

''It's time you know Andy.'' Rich's brows creased at his daughter who was his pride and joy.

''I think you should sit.''

Andy looked at both of them confused. ''Time I know what. Dad? Mom? What is it? Tell me.''

''It started with a meteor storm in Ohio when we were driving, that was the day we found you.''

Andy swallowed at her parents words. ''Found me?''

''Yes Andy we found you after it crashed from the sky and we saw you there.''

Held it out to Andy. Shown a crystal necklace which Andy took in her hand. ''This. This was with you.''

''Tonight Andy you did things no one can do.''

Then that meant. Andy's mouth trembled that she wasn't…that she was not human.

What was she?

''Simple Emily I wish to know who saved my daughters and my mother last night.'' Miranda trenchant voice wafted to her redhead assistant's ear.

Miranda was shaken but at home. Setting the receiver down. Her mother was fine considering her frail heart and her daughters were alive.

Whoever the mystery woman was with superpowers. Miranda owed them everything.

Serena caught poor Emily's panicked eyes.

Find her. Just like that. It was impossible. Emily shook her head, nobody knew who the mystery flying woman was.

Not even Andrea bloody perfect Sachs could do this demand for Miranda.