A/N: Hey Mirandy shippers! This is my second DWP Fic! I hope you all enjoy, and leave your comments, because that makes me happy! I'm not sure how many parts it's going to be… at least 4 if not more! Anyway, happy reading!
Andrea smiled, her dark eyes shining with love and adoration.
"What is it Darling?" Miranda whispered, not removing her gaze from the moving scene outside of the town car's window.
"Oh I was just thinking about tomorrow, I'm very excited for you to meet Liam and Delia!" Andrea babbled on, her voice teeming with joy.
Miranda turned and gave a light smile, "Andrea," Her body turned further to fully see her girlfriend of eight months. "Maybe I shouldn't meet them yet. Maybe we're not ready for that." Miranda's smile slowly turned into a slight grimace as she waited for Andy's response.
"Oh, well… If that's how you feel, we can wait… yes. That's fine." Andrea visibly deflated, feeling quite dejected. She had known Miranda wasn't exactly a 'kid person', but these weren't anyone's kids, they were Andy's kids.
The car pulled to a stop in front of Andrea's building, "I suppose I'll see you Monday then."
"Andrea, Wait Baby." Miranda reached out to grasp her her's but Andy pulled away quickly. "No, it's fine, you obviously need some time. I'll see you Monday Miranda."
She slid from the seat before walking around the car and into the large brick building.
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Well shit Mira. You couldn't have explained your fear to her… You had to tell her that your relationship was moving too fast? Miranda pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed audibly. "It's not that I don't want to meet them…" Miranda whispered.
"What Miranda?" Roy turned to look at her.
Miranda shook her head, "Home Roy."
The man nodded and pulled onto the road.
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"Babies!" Andrea called into the apartment, "Mommy's home!" Andy kicked off her Prada heels and shrugged her Burberry trench from her slim shoulders.
Liam, her three year son came barreling down the hall of their 3 bedroom apartment.
"Hi Mommy!" Andy scooped him up in her arms and kissed his cheek.
"Hey Liam, where's sissy?"
Liam lifted his chubby hands to either side of her face, squeezing her cheeks together, "Daisy was changin' Dee's diaper."
Andrea chuckled and sat her hyperactive son down. "Should we go see them then?"
Liam nodded before racing down the hall, "Daisy! Dasiy! Momma home!"
Andrea could hear Daisy laughing before walking down the hall to see her daughter.
"Hey Andy! How was your day?" Daisy, the kids nanny asked with a concerned look on her face.
"Oh it was alright." She said with a tired smile. At the glare Daisy shot her she sighed and stated, "I'll be fine Daisy, I promise. Now give me my baby." She held out her arms to her 10 month old daughter and Cordelia cooed in response.
"Hi baby, Mommy missed you so much today, yes I did. Oh I love you Princess." She smiled and snuggled her daughter to her chest.
"Andy, I gotta catch the subway, I'll see you Monday alright?" She asked shrugging her purse over her shoulder.
Andy nodded, "Bye Dais!"
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Pick up, pick up, pick up… Damn it Andrea!
"Hi! This is Andy Sachs, sorry I can't get to the phone right now! I'm either at work or with my kids, so leave me a message and I'll call you back ASAP!"
At the beep, Miranda sighed, "Andrea, Baby, it's me. I'm sorry Darling. I didn't mean it the way it came out, I'm just so damned nervous. Please call me back baby, I'll be over at seven tomorrow, I'm just nervous Baby, okay then. Goodnight Darling, kisses."
Andrea heard the sadness in Miranda's voice and the strangled sob at the end was enough to make her pick up her phone and hit 1 on her speed dial. She couldn't believe it. Miranda Priestly, the Miranda Priestly is scared, of two children no less.
"What." Miranda snapped into her phone, not bothering to look at the caller ID.
"Hey Mira." Andrea said shyly. She could practically feel the tension leave Miranda's body.
"Oh Darling! I'm so sorry! Oh God! I didn't mean it, not any of it. Just, what if they hate me Andrea?" -"Mira." "What if they think I'm too old or not any fun or what if kids hate me. Oh God, then We'll break up and" -"Mira, sweetheart"- "And you'll never know how I feel!" Miranda continued to ramble. "Miranda Louise Priestly! Shut up!"
The babbling became silence.
"Good, now, Sweetie, the kids will love you because, I...well…"
"I know, me too… I'm sorry dear I just want them to like me."
"They will Sweetheart, I promise."
"Okay, I'll be by tomorrow then, 7 AM?"
Andrea chuckled, "Are you sure Hun?"
Miranda let out a shuddery breath. "Yes Baby, I'm sure. I'll, ah- see you in the morning"
Andrea smiled softly. "Good night Mira."
"Good night Andrea."
